There is no Jiazi in the mountains, there are no years of cultivation, and it has been four years since Ye Haoran returned to Yuntian Sect from Danzhen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, at the foot of Zijian Peak Mountain, ten miles southeast of the river, there were two young men in purple clothes, one fat and one thin, who were fighting each other with their bare hands.

The two of them were like arrows with their fists and feet, and each punch and kick would sweep the aftermath of their powerful energy towards the weeds and willow branches around them, causing them to tilt outward. Because of this, a colorful bird kept flying around on the willow branches, changing its position, for fear of being swept away by this energy.

After a while, both of them gasped for breath and seemed to be exhausted, and they thought about using all their strength in this final blow.

I saw that Hong Pingguo, who was slightly fat, clenched his palms into a fist, and saw that his fist was surrounded by a cloud of white vitality, and if he looked closely, it looked like a tiger's claw. The strong wind emanating from the vitality of the vitality blew his long hair, and he looked majestic. Then he shouted "Tiger Fist", and his feet exploded like cannonballs, hitting Ye Haoran, who was also wearing purple clothes.

In the past four years, Ye Haoran has reached the same height as Hong Pingguo, about five feet tall, with introverted muscles, looking weak, but like a beast that has not woken up. And the childishness on his previous face has completely receded, and his facial features have become mature, although he is not handsome, but he is also extremely attractive.

I saw that he was also like Hong Pingguo, clenching his palms into fists, using the "tiger punch" and striking out with a critical blow.

This "Tiger Fist" is a Xuan-level spell, just like a rune, divided into five levels, heaven, earth and human Xuanhuang, the higher it goes, the rarer it is. This was two years ago when Ye Haoran and Hong Pingguo went to Purple Sword Peak and asked for Purple Sword, Purple Sword seemed to be a little reluctant at that time, but he still gave it to them.

The two of them have practiced this "Tiger Punch Boxing" for more than two years, which can be regarded as a small success, and the two spells collided with each other at the moment, sending out a strength that was more than ten times greater than before and dispersed to the surroundings, countless weeds were broken by the roots, and a row of willows next to them also broke a lot of branches and leaves, and the bird seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly flew away. But after a while, it flew back again, as if it was used to it.

And the two of them were thrown to both sides like springs, and fell on the sand and gravel along the river, panting heavily.

At this time, Hong Pingguo was lying on the sand and gravel, out of breath, and said with a smile: "Senior brother...... You said that you are a seventh-level qi refiner...... Why can we tie with the cultivation of my tenth-level peak qi refiner..... the exercises we practice are all the same...... You're too bad a brother. ”

In the past four years, Hong Pingguo has gone through a lot of trials and tribulations while taking risks, and finally broke through to the cultivation of a tenth-level peak qi refiner some time ago, and he is only one step away from taking the Zhuji Dan and experiencing the Heavenly Tribulation.

Ye Haoran also said breathlessly: "Senior brother praised it falsely...... Senior brother, I just once cultivated a mortal body method...... to drain your strength a lot...... Otherwise, the junior brother will not be your opponent. ”

Ye Haoran said that the mortal body method is the technique of "Tai Chi" that he practiced before, and he has also cultivated this technique in more than four years, if it is left between mortals, it can also be called a martial arts master of the previous generation.

However, Ye Haoran's cultivation is not as Hong Pingguo said, the cultivation of Evergreen Gong has made Ye Haoran's cultivation like a tiger, and he has long been the cultivation of the eighth-level peak qi refiner, and the first part of Evergreen Gong has been cultivated to the sixth layer, corresponding to the eight veins of the Qi Sutra Yin Dimensional Vein, but in order to keep a trace of his hole cards, he has always hidden the first-level cultivation.

Hong Pingguo heard Ye Haoran's words and thought about it and said: " Senior brother, have you noticed that the evergreen skills we practice seem to be different from other exercises, other exercises are the better the talent, the faster the cultivation, but this evergreen gong seems to be the opposite, the worse the talent, the greater the power of the practice, just like you and me, I am the three kinds of vitality of water, fire and gold conflict with each other, and you are the five kinds of weather vitality of gold, wood, water, fire and earth mixed together, but you can't straighten out the physique, it stands to reason that we are all the least talented people, because your talent is worse than me, so on the contrary, the power of your cultivation is greater than mine, is that the case? ？”

Ye Haoran's brows were also slightly upturned and said, "It seems to be like this." ”

Hong Pingguo smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Haha, I'm really close to the limit." ”

Indeed, in the past few years of cultivation, Ye Haoran also has an understanding of his own talent, but the five elements are in conflict, but there are these five kinds of heaven and earth vitality mixed in the body, and it stands to reason that even a third-level qi refiner can't break through. Everyone else is one in a million with good talent, but he can be said to be one of the hundreds of millions of people with poor talent. That Evergreen Gong was like tailoring it for himself, not only did he cultivate extremely fast because of this, but even his power was a little greater than that of Senior Brother Hong.

Then Hong Pingguo's expression became serious and said, "Senior brother, tomorrow is the time for me to go back to Purple Sword Peak to break through the foundation building period, and the master said that he would personally protect the Fa for me, but I still don't have confidence." If there are 10,000 people who can cultivate to the tenth level of Qi Refiners, there is only one person who can break through to the foundation building stage. ”

Ye Haoran seemed to have some scruples, looked around, and found that the little bird was no longer there, so he came to Hong Pingguo's side and whispered: "Senior brother, you and I have been brothers and sisters in the past four years, so Senior Brother kindly reminds you that you must be careful of anyone when the time comes." ”

But Hong Pingguo seemed to be a little angry and said to Ye Haoran: "Senior brother, although the master is very strict with us, he has also helped us a lot in the past few years, and the pills and exercises have never been less than us, I should not have heard what you said just now, otherwise I will be angry for my brother." ”

Ye Haoran hurriedly said, "But Senior Brother......

Before he could finish speaking, Hong Pingguo stretched out his hand to stop him, then got up and said, "Needless to say, I believe in the master." ”

Then his expression changed, and he said to Ye Haoran with a smile: "Senior brother, you and I hit it off at first sight, if I can't build a foundation successfully, I will die." You're going to have to take care of my master. If you are not sure in the future, then do not go to the foundation building. ”

After saying this, he didn't wait for Ye Haoran to reply, and then turned around and left.

Ye Haoran sighed to himself, and said secretly: "Senior brother, that's all I can help you." Even if I don't want to break through the foundation building period, maybe our master won't agree. ”

After saying this, he followed behind Hong Pingguo and walked home.

Although the two were not too far away along the way, they did not talk to each other, and as soon as they returned home, Hong Pingguo returned to his room and closed the door. Ye Haoran looked at Hong Pingguo's room, shook his head, and walked into his room.

It was getting late, and Ye Haoran also took off his seemingly ordinary shoes, sat cross-legged on his bed, and closed his eyes.

In the past four years, Ye Haoran has also made a small success in refining the Xuantian Armor, and at this time, this armor is being worn close to his body, because after refining for a period of time, he can change it into the appearance he wants according to his needs, so Ye Haoran turned it into the appearance of soft armor and wore it in the innermost.

And the tattered shoes were also successfully repaired by the bronze ancient disk a year ago, and they are also high-level magic weapons, called Qingfeng boots, which are refined from Qingfeng Stone and 10,000-year-old golden silk, once they are thoroughly refined and worn on their feet, the speed will be as fast as a flying sword, and they will come in an instant between ten miles, of course, they also need their own strong vitality support, just like Ye Haoran's cultivation, refining for a year, with their own vitality cultivation, they can make themselves as light as a swallow, but it is too consuming vitality, at most half an hour, their own vitality will be consumed, and the same is true for Xuantian Jia。

There is also a problem, these two magic weapons of their own do not have the existence of machine spirits, and the bronze ancient disk can repair the magic weapon itself, but it cannot give birth to machine spirits. All of this takes time to accumulate, and it is possible to give birth to machine spirits again when the opportunity fits.

After a night, the sky was still cloudy and bright, Hong Pingguo walked out of the door, looked at the room where Ye Haoran was and smiled, then turned around and walked out of the mansion gate and walked towards Zijian Peak.

At the moment when Hong Pingguo turned around, Ye Haoran had already opened his eyes and looked at Hong Pingguo's back through the gap in the window. He had no intention of cultivating this night, but he didn't expect that what should have come came.

Ye Haoran secretly looked at Hong Pingguo, who closed the door of the mansion, and said, "Senior brother, I hope we still have a chance to meet again." ”