At this time, Yun Qingyang knew that he was so vulnerable in front of the phantom soldiers whose strength had increased several times and the old man in white whose strength was unfathomable, because his strength was too weak.

Yun Qingyang, who wanted to become stronger, immediately began to meditate and cultivate, but the brainless Yun Qingyang cultivated blindly for a year.

Mystery Space, a year later.

"Let's fight again!" Yun Qingyang said confidently.

The old man in white opened his eyes and looked at them, did not speak, and continued to close his eyes.

Yun Qingyang took the lead in attacking, and rushed forward with an acceleration, and at this time, Yun Qingyang's realm had broken through six small stages, reaching the seventh stage of martial arts.

His strength had increased exponentially, and Yun Qingyang, who was full of confidence in his strength, jumped high and appeared in front of the phantom soldier who had kicked him away before, kicking horizontally towards the top of his head.

The phantom soldier lowered his head slightly, and easily dodged Yun Qingyang's attack, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of Yun Qingyang's mouth.

"This is just a false move!" Yun Qingyang said lightly, as his realm improved, his body functions were also multiplied.

Yun Qingyang controlled his body, took advantage of the situation to retract the leg that was kicked out horizontally, and quickly used the previous leg to make a note of the split.

However, the phantom soldier immediately retreated like a long eye on the back of his head, nimbly dodging Yun Qingyang's attack.

did not give up, Yun Qingyang spun in the air and landed, and disappeared in place as soon as his feet kicked the ground.

"Good boy, the speed has increased a lot in the past year!" said the old man in white lightly.

By the time Yun Qingyang reappeared, he had already come behind several phantom soldiers, wanting to sneak attack and deal with a few opponents with such a strong strength first.

However, these few sensed Yun Qingyang's appearance and immediately stabbed Yun Qingyang behind him with the spear in their hands.

As several phantom soldiers expected, Yun Qingyang appeared behind all of them accurately.

"Damn, react so fast!" Yun Qingyang said with a scolding voice.

In an instant, the phantom soldier stabbed Yun Qingyang into a hornet's nest, and the pain spread throughout Yun Qingyang's body, and he suddenly lost the ability to continue fighting.

"You're useless, you'll only ask for your own hardship!" The old man in white glanced at Yun Qingyang, shook his head and said helplessly.

"What then?" Yun Qingyang hurriedly asked, wanting to leave here early.

"Enlightenment!" the old man in white said an extremely profound word, wanting Yun Qingyang to comprehend it himself.

Yun Qingyang, who didn't dare to offend the old man in white, laughed awkwardly on his face, which can be described as a smile on his face, and MMP in his heart!

Helpless, Yun Qingyang sat cross-legged again and continued to meditate, different from before, this time he meditated and cultivated, Yun Qingyang began to listen to the words of the old man in white and think.

The avenue is first cultivated through the nine orifices, and the nine orifices are invisible.

The Secret Whisperer has passed on the original understanding, and there is no trace of the time that comes and goes.

The repetition of the two lines of poetry rippled in Yun Qingyang's mind, and at this time, Yun Qingyang's head suddenly lit up, and he felt that the cultivation method of the secret language mind method was in these few lines of poetry.

After discovering the secret, Yun Qingyang fell into painstaking study, and according to the first paragraph of the first sentence, Yun Qingyang began to try to turn all his vitality back and forth within the nine orifices.

Such a simple thing, Yun Qingyang has repeated it for more than half a year, at this time, Yun Qingyang's realm has reached the last bottleneck of a martial artist, if he can successfully break through, he will step into the martial artist stage.

After mastering the first short section, he began to practice towards the next section, and the old man in white not far away felt that Izumo Qingyang had stepped on the right track and realized the right path, so he nodded with satisfaction.

Yun Qingyang himself thought that the meaning of the second paragraph was that the nine orifices could also be everywhere, so he relied on his own feelings to pass his vitality through all parts of his body and then radiate it.

According to his own understanding, Yun Qingyang meditated and cultivated again, and his surroundings were surrounded by streams of fiery red vitality, and they continued to spread, and the entire mysterious space was filled with fiery red vitality.

In this way, in this single cultivation method, Yun Qingyang cultivated for another half a year.

Half a year later, Yun Qingyang opened his eyes again, became more powerful, and successfully broke through the bottleneck of a martial artist and stepped into the ranks of martial artists.

Yun Qingyang roared easily, and a stream of fiery red vitality raged in the entire mysterious space, Yun Qingyang's purpose this time was to try the gap between himself and all the phantom soldiers present and the old man in white.

I saw that in the face of the vitality emitted by Yun Qingyang, the old man in white didn't even struggle his eyes, and a transparent vitality appeared in an instant, resisting the vitality emitted by Yun Qingyang.

And the group of phantom soldiers on the side just opened their eyes wide, and they resisted Yun Qingyang's vitality.

Knowing that there was still a big gap between himself and the imaginary enemy in front of him, Yun Qingyang struck while the iron was hot and continued to comprehend the following verses.

The first paragraph of the second sentence, but Yun Qingyang was puzzled and never understood its meaning.

Seeing that Yun Qingyang was so anxious, the old man in white looked up to the sky and roared, and said, "Some things are useless on your own, you need someone to guide you!"

"Old man, why didn't you say it earlier!" Yun Qingyang said as he looked at the old man in white with some complaints.

"You didn't ask me?" said the old man in white with a smile.

"Then let's start quickly!" Yun Qingyang couldn't wait to get out of here as soon as possible.

However, the old man in white did not panic and said, "Let me teach you to you, but you must worship me as a teacher!"

Faced with this request, Yun Qingyang paused, thought for a moment, and then agreed.

"This is my doppelganger, only one-tenth of my strength, defeat and accept you as an apprentice, it can be regarded as an entry test!" The old man in white stroked his beard and said arrogantly.

"Let's let the horses come!" Yun Qingyang said eagerly waiting to be tested.

"You're the horse!" said the old man in white disdainfully, and then folded his hands, and a doppelganger who looked exactly like him suddenly appeared to the side.

I saw that the clone of the old man in white rushed forward and launched a fierce attack towards Yun Qingyang.

Although Yun Qingyang's strength has improved like a fly at this time, it is still not worth mentioning in front of the old man in white.

Yun Qingyang tried his best to successfully dodge the attack of the old man in white, which was the best opportunity to improve his combat experience.

Dodging back and forth was unable to defeat the opponent in front of him, so he tried to attack, and the situation on the field changed, and Yun Qingyang, who was originally just defensive, took the initiative to attack the clone of the old man in white, making him fall into passivity.

Although it is said to be passive, Yun Qingyang's every attack cannot touch the clone of the old man in white.

After trying all kinds of efforts, Yun Qingyang couldn't touch the clone of the old man in white.

Seizing the opportunity that Yun Qingyang was a little tired, the clone of the old man in white bombarded the gap exposed by Yun Qingyang with a punch, and easily knocked Yun Qingyang out.

"Boom~", Yun Qingyang slammed into the wall of the mysterious space.

Without giving Yun Qingyang a chance to breathe, the clone of the white-haired old man rushed forward, rode on Yun Qingyang's body, and smashed his handsome face with a fist.