After entering the kitchen and checking it, Yang Yi's heart warmed.

"My sister really took great pains, and she had already prepared the medicinal materials that I could use for my strength training. ”

In the corner of the kitchen, rows of various medicinal materials are piled up, each of which is marked with a name, and the usage, contraindications, precautions, etc. of various medicinal materials are clearly written.

"I must not let down my sister's kindness. ”

Yang Yi immediately followed the secret method mentioned in the training technique, selected the medicinal materials, processed them separately, and then put them into a jar specially boiled for medicine, filled it with water, lit the fire and began to boil.

Boiling medicine is a slow job, and there is no urgency. Yang Yi took advantage of this kung fu to practice pile skills in the yard.

He is still a senior student of the Martial Arts Academy, and he has not learned the internal strength of refining qi, so he cannot meditate and cultivate, so he can only accumulate internal strength little by little through the pile skills, fist techniques, and marksmanship that he has mastered.

Three hours later, a strong medicinal fragrance came from the kitchen, and Yang Yi knew that the heat was almost over.

Extinguished the fire, took off the medicine jar, Yang Yi carefully poured the liquid medicine that was about to dry into the porcelain bowl that had been prepared long ago, cooled for a while, and watched the liquid medicine slowly turn into a paste, so Yang Yi took off his clothes, took advantage of the slight heat of the ointment, and carefully and evenly applied it to all parts of his body.

Afterwards, Yang Yi put on a single coat, faced the night wind, rushed out of the small courtyard, and came to the martial arts arena of the martial arts academy.

He grabbed a hundred-pound stone lock on the edge of the martial arts arena, raised his hands above his head, and galloped wildly along the wide martial arts arena track, like a galloping horse.

The method of weightlifting and running is better than lifting weights on the spot, which can not only evenly train all bones and muscles, but also practice the coordination of the body, and can also use the rapid consumption of physical strength to squeeze the body's potential to the greatest extent.

After running wildly for an hour, Yang Yi felt unbearable heat all over his body, knowing that the medicinal power had been completely absorbed, and began to diverge in the muscles, bones, skin and flesh, to stimulate the potential in the body and guide the innate essence.

Yang Yi threw down the stone lock, jumped to the center of the martial arts arena, waved his fists, and practiced Xingyi Fist.

A punch blasted out, the wind whirred, the muscles and bones of the whole body roared together, and a crackling sound like fried beans erupted.

He practiced Xingyi Quan over and over again, feeling that he had inexhaustible strength.

I don't know how long it took, a faint cool breath suddenly burst out from a certain meridian in the tail vertebrae, along the meridians on the large vertebrae on the back, all the way up, and soon into the limbs and bones, into the whole body.

Yang Yi's spirit was shocked, and he couldn't help but punch out, suddenly opened his mouth, and let out a long roar that shook the sky.

The whistling sound was incessant, and the sound spread for miles.

Fortunately, now that the martial arts academy is on holiday, the martial arts arena is extremely empty, otherwise this long howl will wake up many people from their dreams.

Even so, Yang Yi's long howl was heard by an elder stationed in the Martial Academy.

"The middle qi is strong, the dragon is chanting, yes, yes, this is a sign that the innate essence has been stimulated, and the big dragon bone on the back has been refined to Xiaocheng, could it be that which disciple of the martial arts camp has broken through?"

In a room in the backyard a few miles away, an elder was awakened by the whistling sound, sat up, and smiled.

......

"Sure enough, it succeeded! The large vertebral keel has absorbed the innate essence qi, and it has been refined to Xiaocheng, and it only needs to boil the medicine a few more times to practice, and it can get close to Dacheng. ”

Yang Yi stood still, clenched his hands into fists, and carefully sensed it, with a smile on his face.

It turned out that through the training of Changshan Boxing and Xingyi Boxing, his strength surpassed that of martial artists in the same realm, reaching the level of seven or eight hundred catties, and now he has directly doubled his strength to more than 1,500 catties.

This is exactly what those famous generals in ancient times said about the realm of strength and power. Now he can kill a buffalo with a casual punch, even if he doesn't use internal force.

Yang Yi was afraid that the whistling sound just now would attract the elders of the martial arts academy to take care of the affairs, and hurriedly and quietly left the martial arts arena.

......

In the next few days, Yang Yi continued to practice pile gong during the day, basic marksmanship, Changshan gun, Xingyi boxing, boiled medicine at night, smeared the whole body, held hundreds of catties of big stone locks, ran in the martial arts field, or ran in the mountains outside the city, or jumped.

After three or four days in a row, all the medicinal materials in the kitchen had been used up, and he completed the first part of the training technique, and carried out extreme tempering on the muscles, bones and blood at a deeper level.

His physical strength has now reached a terrifying three thousand catties, even surpassing that of ordinary martial artists at the seventh or eighth level of the Body Refining Realm.

When the Lantern Festival came, Yang Yi was invited by his sister and brother-in-law to his house for the festival.

If it is usual, even if you don't go home, you will definitely be able to see your father Yang Xuanlin and your mother Yun Rouqing in Changshan City during the New Year's holidays.

The city lord Zhao Yunfeng is the old boss of his father Yang Xuanlin, and during the New Year's holidays, his father naturally wants to visit his old boss and contact his feelings. What's more, the two families are still in-laws, and parties are inevitable.

I heard my sister say that at the end of the year, there seems to be something in trouble in Changshan Town, as the head of the Jiupin Wudu in Changshan Town, my father has an unshirkable responsibility and must be solved in the town.

My mother used to be a disciple of the sect in other prefectures, and after getting acquainted with my father, she came to Lingyun Mansion to settle down, and she had to take time to go back to her original sect to worship her elders and fellow disciples during the New Year's holidays.

After eating Lantern Festival at my sister's house, the little nephew clamored to go to Lingyin Mountain outside Xicheng to visit the temple fair.

The family was happy, and surrounded by a small team of guards, took a carriage out of the city and came to the foot of Lingyin Mountain, a few miles away in Xicheng.

The Lingyin temple will be very famous in the Changshan area.

On the large square at the foot of the mountain, the lanterns are colorful, and all kinds of lanterns are hung all over half of the mountain cliffs, which is very gorgeous and magnificent.

The cries of all kinds of small traders and hawkers are endless, and the technicians who go to the rivers and lakes to sell their arts breathe fire and smoke, attracting bursts of exclamations.

The clowns who juggled Bole, the children of Liyuan who sang on stage, and all kinds of wonderful performances attracted thunderous applause and applause.

Nephew Zhao Xiaohu sat on Yang Yi's shoulder, holding two strings of rock sugar gourds in his hands, watching all kinds of bizarre performances, his eyes were wide, he kept applauding, and he had a lot of fun.

Zhao Huazhang was attracted by the lantern riddles hanging on the mountain road, and the group followed him and walked towards the mountain.

Although Yang Yi can also guess a lot of lantern riddles, he is not interested here at all now, and he does not participate.

Halfway up the mountain, everyone was a little tired from walking and found a pavilion to rest.

After not sitting for a few minutes, suddenly a masked black shadow rushed down from the mountain road, and coldly knocked a few spectators who guessed the lantern riddle into the staggered and rolled down the mountain, causing a burst of screams and screams.

"Catch the thief!"

There were bursts of cheers from the mountain, and more than a dozen torches, dragging fire feathers, rushed down from the mountain.

In the firelight, more than a dozen bald heads were shining, but it was the Lingyin Temple that was robbed, and the warrior monks in the temple chased down the mountain with torches and eyebrow sticks to catch the thieves.

The masked thief saw that the monk was about to catch up, and there was a trace of panic in his cold eyes, he swept around, and saw Zhao Huazhang, Yang Xiuyun and others resting in the pavilion, and Zhao Xiaohu, who hid behind Yang Yi in fright.

The thief sneered, carried a long knife with a flickering cold light, rushed into the pavilion, slashed the two guards with one sword, and slashed at Yang Yi with a knife, and at the same time reached out and grabbed Zhao Xiaohu behind Yang Yi.

Zhao Huazhang's face turned white in shock, and when he saw that the thief was about to arrest his son, he screamed and pounced on the thief with no life.

Yang Xiuyun was far away, and when she saw the thief pounce on her brother and son, she didn't have time to rescue her, so she was so shocked that she was shocked and hissed: "Thief, don't hurt my brother and child!"