After a few breaths, Yi Zixuan appeared from behind a big tree a hundred meters away, and walked out slowly, holding a steel sword in his hand, his expression calm.

In the face of such bloodshed, he has been accustomed to the constant fighting for half a month, and it stands to reason that this giant python is no less than the ordinary Terran monks who have opened up twenty gates, but under Yi Zixuan's sword, it is still difficult to escape death.

His swordsmanship, in the past half a month, has improved a lot, and all kinds of skills have been honed more proficiently, and every move and style is as he pleases, almost reaching the peak of entering the essence of the gods.

The next step is to comprehend the first weight of the tactics, and lift the weight as lightly!

Without the slightest hesitation, Yi Zixuan immediately sat cross-legged on the side of the python corpse, closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to operate the Cangyue Xinghai Technique.

Immediately, in his mind, one by one quaint words emerged, wisps of purple mist overflowed, diffusing into a sea of stars, the stars were shining, he seemed to hear the sound of all things breathing, vast and boundless.

The Dao Foundation Realm needs to absorb blood and qi, slowly strengthen the flesh qi and blood, and penetrate the meridian gates, so as to condense the vitality, which can not only attack from the body, but also attach to the weapon, and the power is greatly enhanced.

But after this period of cultivation, Yi Zixuan has discovered an extremely harsh aspect of this exercise, the qi and blood required by ordinary people to open up a knot, if they cultivate the Cangyue Xinghai Technique, it will take ten times, no matter how powerful the physique is, it will not be able to withstand a tenfold gap.

However, once this Cangyue Xinghai Technique is cultivated, its power is far greater than that of ordinary exercises, and the majesty of qi and blood is as vast as the sea of stars, which is enough to imagine its horror.

Now, although he has only opened up the three knots on the Chong Vein, his strength is more than 3,200 catties, which is equivalent to the cultivation of an ordinary boy in Youchao Village to open fifteen knots, a full five times the difference.

Then again, compared to the cultivation of the twenty knots of ordinary human monks, although this black-scaled python has the same strength, the qi and blood contained in the huge python body are more than ten times that of the human race.

After half a pillar of incense, the Cangyue Xinghai Jue quietly operated, the purple mist flowed like water throughout Yi Zixuan's body, and the qi and blood essence in the python corpse entered his body along the pores of his body, and was swallowed up, condensed into the thickness of a little thumb.

As soon as his mind moved, this crystal blood qi rushed into a pigeon's egg-sized blood gas mass next to his heart, and in an instant, the blood qi mass swelled in a circle, turning into the size of an egg, and the pure blood qi was crystal clear.

This is the blood and qi that Yi Zixuan has accumulated in addition to his daily consumption in the past half a month, and it is not easy to ambush and confront each day, just to wait until the savings are enough, and then he can penetrate the next section in one fell swoop.

After another half a month, the blood and qi mass in Yi Zixuan's chest was already the size of a fist, and the crystal and majestic qi and blood were beating, and he couldn't suppress it anymore, and he wanted to be released.

On this day, Yi Zixuan sat cross-legged on the top of a high mountain, and the accumulation of a month meant that he had killed hundreds of low-level fierce beasts, the strongest of which even had a strength of 4,500 catties, and was a juvenile brute elephant.

However, under Yi Zixuan's increasingly refined swordsmanship, without exception, they were killed one after another.

After a month of bloody killing, a month of non-stop swordsmanship sharpening, Yi Zixuan's body has undergone a kind of rebirth, not only physically, but also mentally, becoming more calm, calm, and more detached, like turning into a blazing iron furnace, regardless of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, it does not move like a mountain.

His eyes slowly closed, and almost instantly, Yi Zixuan's whole body was full of qi and blood, twelve canons, and the eight strange veins were like heavenly chains, connecting the limbs of the human body, reaching Baihui.

On one of the longest meridians, the three knots glowed with red and crystal light, and as Yi Zixuan's mind moved, pure qi and blood roared out of it, suddenly enveloping that mass of blood qi.

At this moment, an inexplicable wave shook out and swept through the whole body.

Rumble!

The momentum is like a broken bamboo, the blood is like a rainbow, and it suddenly broke through the barrier of the fourth section door, the rolling blood flowed, the muscles and bones of the whole body roared together, and the wisps of fishy dirt overflowed from the pores, and were blown away by the breeze.

Breakthrough!

Yi Zixuan's eyes flickered, and it took him a month to penetrate the four gates.

The human race opens up the meridians, the further it goes, the more difficult it is to penetrate the section gate, and it takes ten days for people with general qualifications to open a section gate, and those with strong physique only need seven or eight days.

"The strength of qi and blood I have accumulated in the past month is not small, enough for the young people in the village to open three or four festival gates, but as long as I penetrate one section gate, I can increase the strength of thousands of catties, which is worth them to open five festival gates. ”

"Everywhere, my strength has also reached more than four thousand catties, Feiyun swordsmanship is in the essence, and the experience is not low, although it is still not in the middle of the nest village, but it is no longer a weak person in the first stream. ”

"It's just a pity, in the past month, even though I have sharpened myself in every possible way, and my swordsmanship has been refined like flying, but after all, the background is too thin and shallow, and I don't have a clue what it means to lift weights lightly. ”

Although he was still a little dissatisfied, if he was known by many teenagers in Youchao Village, he was afraid that he would be shocked.

In just one month, from a mortal to a body with a strength of four thousand catties, swordsmanship has entered the essence of the gods, and Lin Zhan, the second master in the village now, did not have such a terrifying speed back then.

Yi Zixuan was not discouraged because he had a grasp of his own combat power, but when he thought of the oath he had made with that person, he couldn't help frowning, and thought in his heart: "Chao Shi comprehended the first level of the method of battle half a year ago, broke through the Dao Ji Xiaocheng, and began to cultivate vitality, and his strength is several times stronger than mine." Later, he joined the hunting team, and he would fight no less than me every day, and he could also receive a certain amount of spirit coins every month, and his cultivation speed was greatly accelerated. ”

"Now, a month has passed since the one-year covenant, and the remaining eleven months seem to be a long time, but in fact they are imminent, and if I can't catch up with him in all aspects, I will be weaker than him everywhere, and I will not be his opponent for a short time. ”

Yi Zixuan's head was running fast, his mind was extremely active, and he was constantly looking for a solution.

"For today's plan, only by comprehending the first weight of the battle method as soon as possible can barely be regarded as standing on the same starting line with him, and the gap in strength is always better than the gap in the realm. ”

On the top of the high mountain, Yi Zixuan stood up, his hand on the hilt of the sword, but his eyes looked firmly into the distance, only to see that the earth was vast, the mountains were towering everywhere, and the ancient forest was unfathomable.

In a year's time, I will definitely defeat you with my own hands!

The sunset is like fire, green smoke curls, and the aroma of food wafts over the valley.

Yi Zixuan walked out of Linyue Mountain and returned to the valley, where several fifty or sixty-meter-long wooden bridges spanned the narrow part of the Chu River, one end was in the platform where molten iron was poured in the valley, and the other end was on the tree path in Youchao Village.

There are several huge stone houses at this end of the valley, and animal meat is drying outside, some people are cooking on a fire, and several big men are gossiping about each other.

"Zixuan, are you coming back?" said a big man leaning on the bridge pillar with a smile.

Yi Zixuan entered the mountain every morning and returned in the evening, and after the rest of the month, he was already very familiar with these men guarding the bridge, and they also nodded secretly to Yi Zixuan's diligence.

Young people must dare to fight, dare to fight, dare to fight for their lives, endure hardships, not afraid of tiredness and bloodshed, otherwise, how can they become great in the future.

"Uh-huh. Yi Zixuan also responded with a smile.

"Why don't you eat with us," the big man who spoke at the beginning said proudly: "Your Uncle Liang Wu's cooking is a must among us rough men, and it won't be worse than what you eat at home······

Yi Zixuan smiled bitterly, and was about to speak, when a young man suddenly ran out of a stone house, and said angrily: "Uncle Lu Sheng, you promised me, Zixuan called me when he came, why did you forget? Also, no matter how delicious Uncle Wu's cooking is, can it be as delicious as my mother's cooking?"

Lu Sheng didn't dare to speak, his face was a little embarrassed, but Liang Wu, who was cooking, didn't care, but was modest: "That's naturally not comparable." ”

"Hehe!" Liu Chengfeng smiled, as if someone praised his mother and made him very happy, and he said: "Zixuan, let's go, my mother has already cooked the meal." ”

"Okay, goodbye uncles. ”

Yi Zixuan responded and waved his hand at several people.

After dinner and washing the dishes and chopsticks, Yi Zixuan walked out of the house, at this time the sun had not completely set, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the rolling hills, like a layer of red veil.

Uncle Liu was meditating on his knees, wholeheartedly polishing his vitality and increasing his foundation; Aunt Yun carefully flipped through the medical books to identify the herbs they brought back from the mountains and forests, and the air was also quiet.

Cultivating together, paying attention to one article and one martial arts, one piece and one relaxation, he has been hunting fierce beasts too often recently, although the body and spirit have been greatly tempered, but a kind of exhaustion from the heart is still rolling in.

Yi Zixuan decided to take a good rest tonight.

After thinking about it, he went back to the house and made a cup of tea, Uncle Liu and Chengfeng don't like to drink tea, but he likes to drink tea under the influence of Aunt Yun since he was a child.

When the sun sets, the light is so dim that it makes people feel drowsy.

Yi Zixuan moved a chair and lay on his back, drank a sip of flower tea, tasted it carefully, and suddenly his lips and teeth were fragrant, and his mind relaxed, and this feeling came to his heart more and more.

After a while, the sun had completely set, and the moon rose tomorrow.