The next day, when the sun star rose on the land of Cangyun, a wisp of morning light accompanied by hazy purple qi sprinkled through the barrier of layers of leaves to the Nanze realm.

"Funeral ...... Funeral!" In an open space in front of the wooden house, Li Shaoyang was practicing his newly acquired combat skills over and over again.

The three earth-colored tombs behind him rose and fell, and the 'stones' in the body flashed white light to frantically transport the vitality of the body, mobilizing the power of the tomb, wanting to transfer the power of this combat skill to the palm of his hand.

Li Shaoyang stood in the Xuanhuang Qi, the blood all over his body was scorching, and even his eyes turned red.

Blood light and Xuanhuang Qi were mixed together, and together they dominated the direction of the vitality in Li Shaoyang's body. Li Shaoyang's lean upper body could be seen with a majestic force running through the meridians, and his arms were poured into his palms.

"Bang!" Li Huacheng, who was hiding in the house and sleeping, spat out a thud word in his mouth.

Sure enough, in the open space outside the house, there was a bang ...... "ah", and there was a bang outside the house. It's just that Lao Li doesn't know what the hell that 'ah' is.

Outside the wooden house, the power between Li Shaoyang's palms suddenly stagnated when it passed through his wrists, and the huge vitality exploded directly at Li Shaoyang's wrists. But it wasn't the explosion of the body, but the explosion of vitality.

The powerful force directly blasted Li Shaoyang to the big tree in front of the door. If it weren't for the fact that this tree was 'big and round', it would have hung up a long time ago. That's it, the old tree also swayed and shed a leaf.

Li Shaoyang was even more miserable, the whole person was embedded in the stump, and let out a pig cry. There was a large-character mark on the tree, and Li Shaoyang couldn't even buckle it.

This is the first time he has failed for an unknown number of times......

"Stinky boy, don't let people sleep!" Lao Li picked up his black pillow and buried his head deeply in the pillow.

It's torture!

For Lao Li, Li Shaoyang is really a talent, and according to the soul imprint of the funeral, this kid almost went crazy with his practice.

I don't know which tendon this kid is broken, and when Lao Li was sleeping, he broke the door, and it was like a ghost standing outside the door, Lao Li was so frightened that he trembled. This may be the reason why Lao Li slept until three poles in the sun today.

"Knowing grandpa, I will pay attention, and I will succeed next time, I promise. Li Shaoyang said with an oath.

"You said this a hundred times ago...... Lao Li ruthlessly debunked him.

Li Shaoyang: "........."

"This time it will definitely succeed," Li Shaoyang patted his chest and said, seemingly 100% sure.

"Funeral!" Li Shaoyang climbed out of the stump with difficulty, and immediately returned to the place just now to 'study hard'.

This voice was buried, Lao Li was frightened, and after the word funeral came out of Li Shaoyang's mouth, his An Shengjue would be disturbed by a bang.

Lying in the quilt, Lao Li was in a cold sweat, which was even worse than his fear of going into danger back then.

"Little Lizi, little devil" Lao Li said vaguely, but he didn't plan to get up to teach Li Shaoyang, after all, Lao Li was old and a little afraid that he would explode on the spot......

Outside the wooden house, Li Shaoyang began his journey of death again. With a funeral, the three graves behind him rose and fell, the blood light scorched its brilliance, and the blood-colored energy and Xuanhuang Qi appeared from Li Shaoyang's feet like two great road chains, wandering around Li Shaoyang's meridians.

Li Shaoyang's extremely exhausted body was also oppressed by the two chains, and his epidermis turned up with green tendons.

"I must succeed, I have failed many times, even if I destroy my hands this time, I will practice to be buried!

"It's become a ......" Lao Li heard Li Shaoyang's words in the house, and only said two words.

Powerful combat skills do not depend on how powerful a person is, but whether a person can experience the state of mind in combat skills.

The essence of burial is to die together.

Outside the wooden house, Li Shaoyang's yellow and red chains crisscrossed his meridians, constantly driving away Li Shaoyang's vitality. It's as if you want to assimilate the vitality.

Gradually, the two chains intertwined in Li Shaoyang's abdomen, forming a thicker chain, but this day, the chains were not blood red or yellow, but misty gray.

The gray on the chain was covered with mist, and a mysterious aura shrouded the magical chain in Li Shaoyang's body.

In an instant, the gray chain was entrenched in Li Shaoyang's abdomen like a dragon, and gradually spread to his hands.

Li Shaoyang's palm was hot, and there was a misty light, and he didn't notice that there were three strange marks in each of his palms, which were three earthy yellow tombs floating in the Xuanhuang Qi.

Li Shaoyang also began to breathe heavily, and after more than a hundred repeated attempts, Li Shaoyang had already felt that his body had been hollowed out.

"It's a success!" In Li Shaoyang's sea of knowledge, the Luck Divine Dragon also felt something, and let out an exclamation in the chaos.

Funeral is already a divine skill, and cultivation must not only have its form, but also understand its heart, but how can the feelings in the funeral be appreciated without experiencing some despair? But Li Shaoyang has done it......

In the chaos of "Meng's ......", another voice came, not far from the divine dragon, a cloud of mist was even thicker than the chaos of Li Shaoyang's spiritual sea.

In the mist, there is a five-foot-high Bodhi tree with green light, swaying for eternity, there is a phase of the portal through the nine days to drink the yellow spring, the portal is wide open to lead the mysterious space.

There were golden runes on the mist, and a strong aura erupted, even if it was a lucky dragon, he had to retreat, lest he be hurt by these golden runes. The person in this mist is the old monster who has been dormant in Li Shaoyang's sea of knowledge.

"Senior, you're awake," Shenlong greeted cordially, and for some reason he was respectful to the old monster.

It can be said that Shenlong is the aboriginal in Li Shaoyang's body, but even he doesn't know when the old monster entered Li Shaoyang's body.

"Seniors have an opinion about this kid? Actually, I don't think he's happy. "Shenlong caters to the old monster very much, and keeps saying bad things about Li Shaoyang.

Shenlong is really afraid of this grandfather.

Not long ago, Shenlong found the old monster sleeping in the mist, and fought for the 'territory', but Shenlong didn't survive ten moves before he was beaten by crying grandpa and calling grandma.

If it weren't for the old monster's lack of malice, Shenlong would have become a dead dragon, so Shenlong would call his predecessor when he saw the old monster, especially in the past few days, there are more golden runes in the mist of the old monster, and Shenlong will be even more cowardly......

"Originally, it was Meng, do you think he can comprehend it with his own mentality, but it is just a broken jar, which happens to match the aura and mentality of this combat skill," the old monster explained.

He could see the reality of Li Shaoyang's practice at a glance, and Shenlong couldn't help but admire this mysterious person even more.

"Dare to ask the seniors...... "Luck Shenlong has changed into the previous image of the 'dragon leader'. He bowed slightly towards the mysterious old monster.

He wanted to know the true identity of the old monster, as one of the oldest existences, the long life of the Luck Divine Dragon ran through the two civilizations, and he didn't believe that a master like the old monster would be nameless.

"I don't know where I'm going, I don't know, I don't know, I don't ask, I don't know. The old monster spoke a fluency of words.

"Senior, can you explain it clearly? You're talking too mysteriously" Shenlong pointed to his dragon head and winked at the old monster.

"If you don't have culture, you will be called an illiterate dragon in the future!" the old monster gave the title of the illiterate dragon to the luck dragon.

Luck Dragon: You are illiterate, your whole family is illiterate. The Luck Divine Dragon was really angry, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't beat it, he would have pressed this old monster to the ground and rubbed it a long time ago.

"Actually, I don't know who I am, senior, it's here for some reason, and I only have a lot of memory fragments in my head, ......I don't know why!

"And what?" asked the Luck Divine Dragon, gossipy.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, you don't understand it as an illiterate dragon, let's take a look at this kid" The old monster prevaricated, and after all, he only spoke half a sentence.

In the outside world, with the acceleration of Li Shaoyang's breathing rate, the fluctuations of the vitality in his body have long been unstable, and he can barely connect to the palm of his hand.

Just when Li Shaoyang was about to run out of oil and the lamp dried up, Lao Li walked out of the house, silently, silently paying attention to Li Shaoyang.

"After all, you are my Li Huacheng's grandson! Before you go out of the fishing village, your grandfather will love you and give you a complete childhood, which is worthy of the scar on your hand," Lao Li whispered to himself.

In fact, he has been silently paying attention to Li Shaoyang with his divine sense, and when he reaches his realm, how can he still sleep lazy? It's just an excuse.

"Seeing that you are working so hard today, and your combat skills are about to be successful, I will make an exception to help you once, old man."

The funeral was originally created by him, and he knew his own exercises best, and he had already seen that this time Li Shaoyang was going to succeed. But Xiao Lizi no longer has enough strength to sustain this blow.

Lao Li waved his hand, the wide linen clothes were windless, and the two-foot long beard was also dancing in the wind.

"Shaoyang, stabilize your mind and send this blow" Li Huacheng had no joy or sorrow as he spoke, and a bloody grave appeared behind him.

Li Huacheng's palm was full of vitality, and a palm fell on Li Shaoyang's back, and it could be seen that a force more majestic than Li Shaoyang's own vitality flowed into his body.

is also "Three Graves", the vitality between them is not exclusive, and Lao Li's vitality quickly replenishes Li Shaoyang's vacancy.

In the end, the gray chain in Li Shaoyang's body broke through the last stagnation.

The grave mark in Li Shaoyang's palm is like substance. Under the impetus of the vitality, a ray of light appeared in the tomb.

There was no unimaginable collapse of the sky, nor was it shaken, and the throbbing of the palm seemed to be just groundless.

"It will definitely succeed, there can be no mistake, but what's going on?" Lao Li looked at the situation in front of him and didn't know why. In Li Shaoyang's sea of knowledge, Shenlong and the old monster are also suspicious, could it be that the old monster has lost his eyes?

Just when they didn't know why, a wisp of gray mist slowly floated out of Li Shaoyang's palm.

"What is this?" Li Shaoyang asked as he looked at Lao Li.

Li Huacheng looked at Li Shaoyang and blinked, meaning how do I know?

This is not at all the same as Lao Li's funeral.

Lao Li looked at the two traces of gray mist, raised his hand and touched it gently.

Bang!

The fog exploded directly, Li Huacheng was blown up in rags, flew upside down more than ten feet, and the big tree in front of the door was directly broken......

"I'm #......," Lao Li said a swear word.

"Grandpa, have I succeeded?" Xiao Lizi looked at his palm imprint, and then looked at the beggar-like old Li, and asked very uncertainly.

"The burial is a ......" Lao Li's response was only four words.

"Is this all right?" In the chaos of knowing the sea, the old monster and the luck dragon screamed at the same time.

Is it possible to disrespect copyright for combat skills? This is too big a change, right......