Coming to a relatively empty flat land on the mountain, Fang Zixuan closed his eyes, silently recited the mantra of the Wind Chasing Fist in his heart, and then imagined in his mind the aura running route and the action of the first move. At this moment, Fang Zixuan's mind was clear, and the whole person couldn't help but practice according to the imaginary moves in his mind.

Once, twice, three times. With the increase in the number of exercises, the moves have also become proficient from the beginning of the rusty, and finally practiced as smooth as flowing water, as if it was not the first time to practice the wind chasing boxing, but practiced for several months, and even the moves also showed a trace of the charm of chasing the wind. This is clearly that he has reached the entry level of Wind Chasing Boxing.

When the aura in the dantian was exhausted, Fang Zixuan stopped and found that he was already sweating profusely. Although his aura was exhausted and he looked tired, Fang Zixuan had a hearty feeling.

At this time, it was already noon, Fang Zixuan sat down to rest for a while, took out dry food and water from the storage ring, and devoured it.

After lunch, Fang Zixuan cultivated the Qingyun Technique to restore his aura. Although there is a Hui Qi Pill in the storage ring, it is used during the battle, and it is obviously a waste to use it at this time, who called Fang Zixuan a poor man.

The mountain wind blew, and the leaves made a rustling sound, but this did not affect Fang Zixuan's cultivation, even after some martial arts training. Soon, Fang Zixuan entered that state of clear cultivation again. And that kind of mysterious rule was like a cat's claw playing with Fang Zixuan's mind, attracting Fang Zixuan to want to remove the covering veil.

However, Fang Zixuan didn't know that near him, there was a middle-aged man in white who was sitting on a tree drinking, and there was a trace of aura floating in the wine jug, where was this an ordinary pot of wine, it was clearly a pot of spirit wine, looking at the degree of aura emanating from the wine, it was not comparable to the Qi Gathering Pill and the Qi Returning Pill at all.

In fact, when Fang Zixuan first came, this middle-aged man in white found that Fang Zixuan, but in Qingyunmen, there are many people who like to find places where no one is practicing martial arts, so it is not surprising, not to mention that Fang Zixuan is just a martial artist, and he only practices the wind-chasing fist of the middle grade of the Yellow Rank, which is not worth paying attention to at all. So the middle-aged man in white still drank by himself, looking at the floating clouds in the sky in a daze while drinking.

However, just when Fang Zixuan practiced for the last time, the eyes of the middle-aged man in white inadvertently swept over, and when he saw that Fang Zixuan had actually practiced Wind Chasing Fist to the entry level, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, thinking: I didn't expect this person's talent to be quite good, hehe.

After a long time, Fang Zixuan's aura finally recovered. In view of the fact that his aura was not enough, and the first move had already been practiced to the entry level, Fang Zixuan did not think about wasting his aura to practice the first move, but closed his eyes and imagined in his mind the running route and action of the second move.

For some reason, Fang Zixuan always felt that as long as he was in a state of cultivation, his mind would always be clear, and he would not be affected by the outside world and his own mood.

Similar to the situation of practicing the first move, when Fang Zixuan's aura was exhausted, the second move had already been practiced to the point of flowing water, but it was still a little short of the entry realm, after all, the second move required more aura than the first move, and Fang Zixuan's aura was not enough to support him to practice to the entry realm.

Fang Zixuan sat down, thinking about the situation of the practice just now. found a very important problem, that is, if you want to practice the wind chasing boxing to the realm of Dacheng, your own aura is not enough to see, it seems that the future cultivation should be based on Qingyun Jue, supplemented by martial arts, sharpening knives and cutting wood.

After figuring this out, Fang Zixuan cultivated the Qingyun Technique to restore the aura in the dantian.

Although he knew that he had to focus on cultivating Qingyun Jue, but now that the second move was almost a little bit of a beginner, it was not bad to cultivate Qingyun Jue, so Fang Zixuan decided to practice the second move to the entry realm and then go back to cultivate Qingyun Jue.

Fortunately, this time before the aura was exhausted, he had already practiced the second move to the beginning, but at this time the sun had already sunk in the west. The food at noon was dry food, and dinner could not be treated badly, so Fang Zixuan quickly ran to the canteen to treat himself, after all, it was a sect, even the food of the lowest-level disciples was much better than when he was in Fangjia Town.

After dinner, Fang Zixuan immediately began to cultivate Qingyun Jue. I started later than others, and the lower grade spirit stone and qi gathering pill are discounted low-grade goods, and if you don't work hard, you will become a 10,000-year-old tail car.

According to the new allocation time plan, Fang Zixuan practiced Qingyun Jue in the house in the morning. After lunch, I went to the mountain where no one was there yesterday to practice chasing the wind. The reason why I don't go to the martial arts training ground is because I don't want to have no place to go back and forth when the time comes, and it is a waste of time, not to mention that the effect of practicing here may not be bad. The empty mountain is better if no one disturbs it.

Coming to the open space, Fang Zixuan began to practice the third move of Chasing the Wind Fist according to yesterday's practice method.

And on a tree near the clearing, the middle-aged man in white actually came. In fact, the middle-aged man in white came here yesterday, just to choose a mountain where no one was there and avoid disturbance. It's just that I don't know why, but today the ghost sent the gods to come here.

And when he saw Fang Zixuan appear, the middle-aged man in white couldn't help but smile bitterly: with his own cultivation, he would actually be interested in a martial artist, and it is estimated that no one would believe it if he said it. Although I don't know why I became interested in a martial artist, but anyway, it's only an afternoon, and I can't afford to waste it?

At the beginning, the middle-aged man in white looked at Fang Zixuan very casually, and when he looked at it, he suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong. But I didn't see anything wrong, after all, no matter how you look at it, it's just a martial artist practicing the martial arts of the middle grade of the Yellow Order, which can be seen everywhere in the Five Elements Continent. At most, Fang Zixuan's talent looks pretty good.

By the time the middle-aged man in white came back to his senses, Fang Zixuan had already finished practicing the Wind Chasing Boxing once, and was meditating on the spot to recover his aura. The middle-aged man in white thought for a moment, took out a few lower grade spirit stones, and threw them at Fang Zixuan, when the lower grade spirit stone approached the sky above Fang Zixuan, it suddenly shattered without a trace, and the aura in the lower grade spirit stone also emanated, floating around Fang Zixuan.

Fang Zixuan was unaware of this matter, on the one hand, he was in the process of cultivation, and on the other hand, the techniques of this middle-aged man in white were far from being noticed by Fang Zixuan, a young brother.

Thanks to the help of these low-grade spirit stones, Fang Zixuan quickly recovered his aura.

"Hey, how did you recover so quickly this time? The aura around you just now seems to have suddenly increased, what's going on?" Fang Zixuan muttered to himself strangely. Then I looked around and didn't see anything special.

Forget it, no matter, it's not a bad thing anyway, maybe it's just a coincidence of aura aggregation, I'm worried. Fang Zixuan said in his heart.

So Fang Zixuan continued to practice the third move of Wind Chasing Boxing, and he was already close to getting started with one kick before, but this time he successfully reached the entry realm after practicing it twice more.

The middle-aged man in white nearby kept an eye on Fang Zixuan's every move this time, and this time, he finally found out what was wrong. What was wrong was the aura that Fang Zixuan emitted when he made a move. Then, the middle-aged man in white seemed to be hit by five thunders, the whole person was stunned, his eyes were wide, and he couldn't even hold the wine jug in his hand steadily, and fell to the ground, but fortunately, the grass on the ground was thick enough, and Fang Zixuan was immersed in martial arts training, so he didn't notice this slight sound.

The middle-aged man in white looked at Fang Zixuan and found that he actually had an urge to vomit blood, and even felt like he was almost crazy. I actually saw the fluctuation of the rudimentary form of the law in the body of a martial artist, what could be more shocking than this? I feel that I have cultivated for so many years, and compared with this person, I have cultivated to the dog. I said before that this person's talent is good, if this person's talent is just good, then what is his talent?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, but someone else had told him that someone was in the realm of martial arts, and that he had comprehended the rudiments of the law in the early stage of martial arts, he would definitely slap that person to death with one palm, are you playing tricks or are you despising me? Although he is now despised by himself.

Looking at the wine jug on the ground, the middle-aged man in white smiled bitterly, he actually had a day when he couldn't hold the wine jug, if he let people who knew him know about it, it was estimated that the wine jug in their hands, the sword or something would fall to the ground unsteadily. They prefer to believe that the white-clothed middle-aged man's wine jug was knocked to the ground by someone else.

As soon as the middle-aged man in white stretched out his hand, the wine jug swished back into his hand. Seeing that Fang Zixuan was still practicing martial arts, the middle-aged man in white couldn't help but have an idea in his heart, but after thinking about it, he felt a little inappropriate, thinking about it, it was better to find someone to help, the sooner the better, although no one should find out about this, but I am afraid that the night will be long and dreamy, so I will determine the matter first.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man in white immediately walked down the mountain, and he no longer looked at Fang Zixuan practicing martial arts, and he was afraid of being congested after seeing too much.

In this way, Fang Zixuan lived a life of cultivating Qingyun Jue in the morning and evening, and cultivating the Wind Chasing Fist at noon. The other people who entered the door with him were almost living a life of diligent cultivation, after all, everyone had just entered the realm of martial arts, and the martial arts were not well cultivated, even those militants would not challenge others, and it was better to spend that time on cultivation, and strive to cultivate a combat martial art and a body martial art to the Dacheng realm as soon as possible, so that they would be qualified to go down the mountain to earn a lot of contribution points. This is the biggest difference between Qingyunmen and some sects, if the combat martial arts and body martial arts have reached the Dacheng realm, it will be much safer to go out to practice, and if you can fight and run, if you can't survive, then it will be considered heaven's will. Another point is that a small sect with only a few thousand people can't afford to waste it.

If the two martial arts do not meet the requirements for going down the mountain, and you want to earn contribution points, then go to the mission hall to take over the task of planting elixir and spiritual planting, because some tasks are completed in the sect.

Of course, the contribution points earned by doing tasks in the sect are definitely not as much as those earned by going out to practice. The flowers that grow up in the greenhouse are definitely not as good as the flowers that experience the wind and rain outside, and the regulation of Qingyunmen is obviously to encourage the people to go out to practice, which can not only enhance the actual combat effectiveness of the people, but also increase their income, and the things they earn from going out to practice, such as medicinal materials, demon beast materials, etc., you will never use your own alchemy refiner, how many people have the ability to make their own alchemy refiner?

Three days passed, and the month ended. When Fang Zixuan woke up, it was already a new month. After a few days of diligent practice, Chasing the Wind has also practiced ten moves to the entry level.

Fang Zixuan pushed open the door and saw Fang Zifeng and Su Lang talking, and when he saw Fang Zixuan coming out, Su Lang said, "Zixuan, wait for you, today is a monthly exercise lecture, let's go and listen together." ”

Fang Zixuan then remembered that before apprenticing to the master, in order to avoid no one answering the newcomer's cultivation questions, Qingyunmen arranged for the elders to explain the exercises to the newcomer for one day every month, and if there were any questions, they could also be raised on the spot, as for those who worshipped the master, they could also come to listen to the lecture, after all, even if there was a master, the master would not often help you answer it, and you still had to cultivate.

The three of them came to the martial arts training ground and saw that there were already a lot of people seated, this situation was very similar to the situation when Fang Zixuan came to the martial arts training ground on the first day, except that everyone was a martial artist at that time, and a year later, everyone became a martial artist.

After a while, no one came up from the bottom of the mountain, and everyone should have arrived. Everyone was talking in a whisper about each other's cultivation experiences. Although there will definitely be competition between each other in the future, at least for now, everyone is a newcomer, and the starting point is very low, so it is better for everyone to help each other make progress together than to cultivate slowly alone.

After waiting for half an hour, a white-clothed elder finally came up from the bottom of the mountain, and when they saw this white-clothed elder, everyone stood up together and said, "I've seen Elder Ma." ”

Elder Ma nodded in return, then sat down in front of everyone and began this exercise lecture.

Some elders talk about Qingyun Jue, and some talk about a certain martial art, although some people do not practice this kind of martial art, but it does not hinder their enthusiasm for learning, even if they don't need these experiences, they can also learn about it, the experience of the Wuhou realm is precious for a group of martial artists.

It lasted until noon, when everyone took out the dry food and finished eating, and then, Elder Ma said: "Today's explanation is over, noon is the time to ask questions, you can raise any questions." ”

This is a rare opportunity, usually to answer questions from the elders is to pay contribution points, now there is a free opportunity, who doesn't want to fight for it.

Listening to the questions from the people below, Elder Ma replied that Fang Zixuan also had a deeper understanding of the cultivation of martial arts.

It wasn't until dark that Elder Ma finished the lecture, and everyone was in a good mood, discussing today's harvest with each other while going to the cafeteria.