At ten o'clock in the evening, a figure sneakily pushed the door out of a room, and this figure was Yang Tian who was about to slip away.

"Success or failure is in this move, and after Lao Tzu escapes, he will be successful, and then he will not have to act so secretly. Yang Tian thought so in his heart, and his desire for strength became stronger and stronger.

Seeing that the path of cultivation was right now, Yang Tian couldn't care about him at the moment, and hurriedly took advantage of the night to rush to the exit of Shaolin Temple, and after a while, he came to the front of the mountain gate, and it was the two little novices who guarded the door during the day, looking at the three or four meters of the Shaolin Temple's wall, Yang Tian gritted his teeth and began to climb up with both feet, relying on the metamorphosis of the Hongmeng god body, he just let him, an ordinary person with no cultivation, turn over.

Taking advantage of the night, I walked down the stone steps without being fast or slow.

Seeing that the dawn of victory was ahead, his Yang Tian's heart was filled with joy.

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"You're my little apple, I can't love you enough. ”

On the avenue of Dengfeng City, there was a handsome young man, with short hair, wearing a cheap robe, holding a package in his hand, who was walking happily on the avenue at the moment, humming a tune that others understood in his mouth, and the excitement on his face was overflowing.

This young man is Yang Tian who left the Shaolin Temple.

From Shaolin Temple to Dengfeng City, a total of more than ten miles, along the way, Yang Tianna walked all the way and hummed all the way, and the songs that could express joy were hummed by him, so you can imagine how he feels now.

It stands to reason that Yang Tiangang stole the Yijin Sutra, and he should find a place to cultivate at this moment, but he didn't do that, but came to Dengfeng City so blatantly.

In fact, Yang Tian also wanted to find a remote place and seriously cultivate the Yijin Sutra, but now he didn't have a valley, he was still a mortal in the flesh, and even if he cultivated, he had to eat.

So he came to Dengfeng City to buy some dry food, and then find a place to live.

After leaving Dengfeng City, Yang Tianxiang went straight to the deep mountains and old forests, and after walking for about seven or eight miles, he stopped in front of a valley.

The location of the valley is good, surrounded by mountains on three sides, very secluded, and there is a small stream in the valley.

This valley was selected by Yang Tian after looking for a lot of time, not to mention the beautiful mountains and rivers here, the most important thing is that it is hidden, as a place for him to practice, it is simply the best choice.

Coming to a cave in the valley that had already been selected, Yang Tian put the package in the cave and couldn't wait to run out.

The practice of the Yi Jin Jing is very different from meditation in the traditional sense, because the practice of the Yi Jin Jing requires the practitioner to pose various moves, move the meridians and lead the pulse, and temper the muscles and bones, so the traditional sense of meditation is not suitable for the practice of the Yi Jin Jing.

After Yang Tian chose a flat terrain in the valley, his legs were open, his head was flat, his eyes were looking ahead, his mouth was slightly closed, and he adjusted his breathing.

This is the starting style of the Yi Jin Sutra, allowing the practitioner to adjust himself to the best state.

Yang Tian maintained this posture, and after standing for a long time, he saw him move, bending his elbows with his arms, slowly raising them to his chest to hold the ball, bending his wrists and standing palms, his fingers pointing upwards, and his palms facing each other.

The internal strength of the Yijin Jing is very complete, even if beginners can't fully comprehend it, as long as they can run a small week, they can also get great growth.

But Yang Tian is different, he has all the pulses, as long as the energy accumulation is enough to break through the cultivation, there is no bottleneck at all, he just needs to go through the internal strength of the Yijin Sutra completely, which is equivalent to running a big Zhoutian, and the aura around the body will drill into the body and fill the meridians of the whole body.

"This Yijin Sutra is worthy of being the first peerless martial art of Tianlong, and when it is run down again, it makes my blood boil, and even the internal force is generated. ”

After half a ring, Yang Tian only felt that the muscles and bones of his whole body were trembling, and a small internal force was circulating in his body, and the growth rate that was visible to the naked eye was incredible.

In fact, Yang Tian didn't know, he just practiced once and produced internal force, although it is inseparable from the rebellion of the Yijin Sutra, but most of the reason for this is still due to the Hongmeng Divine Body, he has all the pulses, he has run this circle, and he has perfectly run a big Zhoutian, which is not comparable to the operation of a small Zhoutian, and it is not surprising that it can produce internal force.

With such gratifying growth, Yang Tian certainly wouldn't stop there, and immediately selflessly cultivated the Yijin Sutra.

Over and over again, every time the Great Zhou Tian runs, a new internal force will be generated in the body.

Half a moon later, the Nameless Valley.

"Hey-ha!"

I saw Yang Tian shirtless, under the scorching sun, leaping in the valley, waving his fist, every time he swung his fist, there was a burst of flying sand and rocks, and the surrounding grass and trees were swaying by the fist wind.

In half a month, Yang Tian has darkened a lot, and the skin on his body has become bronze, and the most important thing is that his body has become a lot burlier, compared with half a month ago, if you don't look at your face, it is completely two people.

Half a month of practice has made Yang Tian's cultivation path unimpeded by the Hongmeng Divine Body, and he has reached the innate realm of the legend of the Jianghu martial arts.

The cultivation system in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon is divided into the following from low to high: non-entry, third-rate master, second-rate master, first-class master, supreme master, and the legendary innate realm. Among them, the innate before is the acquired realm, the third-rate corresponds to the early stage of the day after tomorrow, the second-rate corresponds to the middle stage, the first-class corresponds to the late stage, and the top should correspond to the peak.

According to Yang Tian's estimate, the sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple who can release a three-foot qi wall should be a congenital master. Yang Tian was already at the top of the Heavenly Dragon World at this moment.

Yang Tian wiped the sweat from his forehead and stopped.

In half a month, in addition to practicing the Yijin Sutra, he also found a few useful stunts from the seventy-two stunts to practice, after all, he has internal strength, but he has no martial arts to perform, isn't the situation very embarrassing?

So from the seventy-two stunts, he found out the light body technique, the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt and the eagle claw hand practice.

The stunts he chose can be described as well-intentioned, including the light body technique used to escape and chase the enemy, the iron cloth shirt of the golden bell hood to defend himself, and the eagle claw hand to attack the enemy.

"Forget it, let's pack up and get out of the mountain, I remember that the next thing is the beggar gang conference, and there is a Zhenlong chess game,

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Jiangnan, Suzhou.

More than ten miles outside Suzhou, a team of people escorted two truckloads of medicinal herbs and was slowly moving forward.

Escorting the dart cart were more than a dozen people in black robes and hats, whose faces could not be seen clearly.

"Stop!"

They came to a wood, and one of the men in black stepped out, and with a wave of his hand, stopped the dart cart from moving on.

And the black-clothed people behind him, one by one, seemed to be facing a great enemy, and the weapons in their hands were drawn out one after another, guarding against something.

"Who is Your Excellency, what is the reason blocking our way?" the man in black in the lead asked in a low voice, looking ahead.

I saw that in front of him, there was a person blocking the road, this person held a sword in his arms, with a hat, and his face could not be seen clearly, and the processed voice came out, saying: "Leave the dart cart, I can let you go." ”

"Bold, you want to rob the dart?"

The words of the person blocking the road made the atmosphere in the arena suddenly stretch his bow and draw his crossbow, and the man in black in the lead even pulled out the big knife in his hand and pointed diagonally at the opposite side.

"I'll count to three, and if you don't leave, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

The voice of the person blocking the road was cold, and the long sword in his hand jumped, and it was already unsheathed.

"Look for death, kill me!"

The man in black in the lead waved the long knife in his hand and ordered with murderous aura.

"Since you don't leave, then die!"

The person who blocked the way, with a long sword in his hand, left an afterimage in the air, and a man in black died in an instant.

Then he saw the long sword in the hand of the man who stood in the way, and every time the sword fell, one would die.

His swordsmanship is very gorgeous, and he is also very vicious, and his moves are all fatal blows, and he has no intention of keeping his hands at all.

"Stop, do you know whose two carts of medicinal herbs are?"

Seeing that seven or eight people died on his side as soon as he fought, the black-clothed man in the lead felt bad in his heart, and the strength of the other party was obviously beyond his expectations.

"Whoever you are, take your life. ”

The people who stood in the way didn't pay attention, but still struck, killing the man in black.