I don't know how long later, three fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls walked into the library, one of them was a woman in yellow clothes, with a goose egg face, phoenix eyes, thin eyebrows, and a nose, and the whole body revealed a youthful and lively temperament, she was Du Kang's sister, named Du Juan.

One of the other two women wore a purple shirt, the other a blue shirt. Compared with the three of them, Meilan Zhuju has its own spring and autumn, and each person's temperament is different. Du Juan's temperament is lively and cute, the woman in the purple shirt is named Lin Yan, and the woman in the blue shirt is named Li Yinger, and the temperament is generous and stable.

"Brother Feng, brother, good morning!" Du Juan remembered in a lark-like voice. Feng Yang raised his head and looked at it, then stood up and greeted, "Xiaojuan, Miss Lin, Miss Li, good morning!" while Du Kang continued to read as if he hadn't seen it. He was scared of Du Juan's tricks, so he didn't respond to her, and he was still a little shy.

"Do you have anything to do today, if you want to see something, you can pick it yourself, this is the book index" As he spoke, Feng Yang took out a book that was not too thick. After finishing speaking, he saw that Du Juan and the three of them were reading the book index, so he returned to his original position, sat down and continued to read. Du Juan and the three of them took the book index, found a place to sit down, and chattered and discussed.

Although there are a lot of books in this library, people are busy cultivating, and no one will waste precious time reading books when they have nothing to do. Except when they encountered difficulties in their cultivation, they would come here to look up the ancient books of their predecessors, hoping to find answers to their problems in them. Therefore, few people come to this library in normal times, and after Feng Yang himself can take care of the entire library in an orderly manner, Director Du Lao rarely comes here. It can be said that the entire library is completely managed by Feng Yang himself.

Except for half an hour of cultivation time every day when Xuyang was born, the rest of the time stayed in the library to read books, and in a year's time, Feng Yang almost finished reading all the books here. The knowledge he has has includes the topography of the continent, the customs and customs of various places, the historical events of the continent, various secrets and so on. Use your ability to memorize deeply, and you will remember it after watching it twice.

In this way, day by day, Feng Yang went back and forth between the two places of practice and the library every day.

《《《《《《《《 the dividing line》》》》》》》》》

Two months later, on the reef by the sea, in addition to the head, half a month ago, all the other meridians of the whole body were opened, and they had been cultivated for half a month, making the meridians more tenacious.

According to the description in the ancient books, today is a rare pure yang day once every four years, so he is ready to use pure yang purple qi today to attack the biggest difficulty of this exercise -- opening up the meridians of the head. Although I have made a lot of preparations for this day, I am still very worried in my heart, after all, except for those heavenly powers, no one can cultivate the forbidden area of life to invade the head, because once there is a mistake at that time, it will definitely threaten one's own life and death, so this time the meridian impact can only succeed and not fail. As long as the impact is successful, he can embark on the immortal road from now on. The future will be bright, and if you want to go, you can go there. His dream is to do whatever he wants.

On the horizon and sea level, the golden sun rises slowly. Purple qi extends from the dantian meridians to the whole body. After a while, Feng Yang's whole body was covered with purple reticulated meridians, and wisps of purple qi began to appear in the air and merge into his body, and these purple qi were pure yang purple qi. After the pure yang purple qi entered the meridians, it circulated in the dantian, and the pure yang purple qi swam out of the dantian, and drove the purple qi of the whole body to go up along the meridians, and the purple qi began to impact the meridians in the neck area. The wide meridians on the surface of the neck emerged, and with the impact of purple qi, the meridians wriggled like silkworms, and the appearance was very terrifying. Smoke began to rise above the wind's head, and his face was distorted, just like when he went mad. The gums were bleeding, but Feng Yang still gritted his teeth and persisted.

With the support of a steady stream of pure yang purple qi, "Puff ・・・・・" finally broke through all the meridians in the neck area.

"Peng ・・・・・" There was a loud bang in his mind, as if a grenade exploded in it, and Feng Yang's face suddenly froze,

"Poof" a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Feng Yang lay on the reef in a daze. But the extension of the purple qi meridians did not stop because of his fainting, the meridians spread to his face, although Feng Yang had fainted, but his cheeks were still shaking under the stimulation of pain.

"Ahh Seeing that this time is about to fail, Feng Yang is also going to die. A thin slit opened in the center of his Yin Tang eyebrows, but not a drop of blood flowed out, and a drop of white pineal gland emerged from it, and purple gas began to emerge from the slit, and the purple gas was absorbed by the pineal gland, and as more and more purple gas was absorbed, the color of the pineal gland began to turn purple, and the shape slowly changed, and finally the pineal gland condensed into a purple dragon.

The purple dragon's eyes suddenly opened, "Yin..." The little dragon swung its body and flew into the center of Feng Yang's eyebrows, and finally turned into a purple stripe when it was finely sewn. At the same time, the purple lines spread rapidly from the center of the eyebrows to the whole body, and after a while, the whole body was covered with purple lines, and the purple lines disappeared into the body with a flash of purple light.

The golden sun rose in the east and set in the west, the wind woke up leisurely, opened his eyes and saw the sky full of stars, felt the coldness of the reef, and touched his cheek. Feng Yang was surprised and delighted, surprised that he had fainted, and happy that he was still alive and did not go mad and die.

But did he succeed in the impact or failed in the impact? Feng Yang began to run the exercises, and a warm current flowed out of the dantian, circulating around the whole body and returning to the dantian. Stopping the exercises, Feng Yang jumped up in surprise, according to the records in the book, it is not possible to run the exercises under the rising sun, which means that the cultivation of the "Emperor Wu Xuanjing" has been successful. Feng Yang suddenly relaxed and lay down on the reef. Thinking of the suffering he has suffered since he crossed over, tears silently flowed from the corners of his eyes, and scenes appeared in front of him, begging in despair, being beaten up without knowing anything, and snatching food with wild dogs・・・・・

"Ahh