"Yang Xuan, out of the ranks" Xiao Mingliang stood in front of the neat line, his tone was calm, looking at Yang Xuan who walked out of the queue in response, the light in his hand flashed, and a yellowed thread-bound book appeared, "This is the basic exercises issued by the sect to the disciples who have just entered the innate realm, practice well"

Yang Xuan took it and looked at the big block letters "Qi Nourishing Formula" written on it, and he didn't care about the joy, and shook his hand into his arms. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Without further ado, start training"

As soon as Xiao Mingliang's words fell, everyone present dispersed and rushed to the negative point, "Your name is Yang Xuan?" The abrupt voice came into Yang Xuan's ears, and it was the girl who gave him a hint yesterday.

"Hmm" Yang Xuan nodded slightly.

"My name is Ning Yue," the girl said and stretched out her hand, probably because she had been cultivating in the Heavy Prison Peak for a long time, her skin was not particularly fair and radiant, and even a little calloused, which was something that she couldn't think of for an upright young girl, after all, there was no woman who didn't love beauty.

Yang Xuan thought in his heart, stretched out his hand and shook "Yang Xuan" slightly

"Hehe, come on, you were already the last one yesterday" Ning Yue said, and ran forward quickly.

"Not today" Yang Xuan's eyes were firm, I don't know if he was infected by this strong and optimistic girl, his face was no longer solemn, and he seemed to have softened a lot when he looked at those cold instruments.

On this day, Yang Xuan's strength and toughness have increased a lot because of his achievement in the innate realm, and after a training trip, it is not as unbearable as the first day, and in an hour or so, the first level of iron stakes has passed, and it is faster than the three teenagers who are also training.

Including the poison darts, Yang Xuan persisted until the seventh wave, and at the same time, sixty-four cold and shining poison darts, ordinary people didn't have time to react at all, except for Yang Xuan's perception ability that was strengthened when he broke through yesterday, that is, the rest of the disciples who were in the middle of the innate realm could pass without injury.

Rao is like this, Yang Xuan was still scratched on the skin by three or four poison darts, the paralyzing toxin entered the body, and his mind was a little trance, and when he reached the eighth dial, one hundred and twenty-eight pieces shot out at the same time, and the speed was twice as fast as before.

Yang Xuan had no other way, forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his body, stared at the trajectory of the poison darts flying in, dodged again and again, and finally fell to the ground with twenty-four poison darts in his body, this achievement was extremely extraordinary compared to his realm at the moment.

At night, it was also a medicinal bath, Yang Xuan leaned on the wooden barrel and looked at the roof, feeling the slightly strengthened innate true qi in his body after a day of cultivation and medicinal bath, as well as the saturation of muscles, bones, flesh and blood faintly fluorescent, and his mood was extremely comfortable.

I took the book of qi cultivation tips that I had placed aside and flipped through it.

"Oh, this exercise is to teach how to control the innate true qi in the body, and use it to break through the twelve righteous scriptures and the eight veins of the strange scriptures, but it is not very mysterious, it seems to be the basic exercise."

Yang Xuan muttered to himself, then sat cross-legged in the wooden barrel, and invoked the innate true qi in his body according to the method of qi cultivation technique.

As a cultivator of the Innate Realm, he has a certain amount of control over the energy derived from himself, but it is only superficial, similar to the sword qi that Fang Tang demonstrated for him in the cottage, although it seems to be huge, it is the same principle as Yang Xuan's original punch to break the wooden stake, the power is scattered, and it is a bit wasteful.

Slowly, Yang Xuan entered the state, and his mind controlled the innate true qi with the thickness of the hemp rope in his body to slowly swim away, and after a while, he came to the first of the so-called twelve righteous scriptures described in the exercises, the Hand Taiyin Lung Sutra

That is, this meridian from the thumb of the left hand to the left shoulder, gently controlling the true qi to turn into a spiral, moving forward like a drill bit a little bit, just touching, the whole left arm shook unconsciously, and there was a faint pain.

However, for Yang Xuan, this kind of pain is inevitably a little pediatric compared to when he cultivates, and with a slight gritting of his teeth, his true qi suddenly accelerates, and he breaks through in an instant, and his meridians and muscles and bones are only a short pain, which is a lot more refreshed.

"A good weight-bearing iron pile, a good machine with a poisonous dart" Yang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he finally knew something, it turned out that those so-called inhumane training were all for the purpose of boiling the body, and through the alternation of heavy pressure and medicinal baths, the muscles and veins were tougher, and the breakthrough was more solid and simple.

Thinking of this key point, Yang Xuan only felt that the cold Xiao Mingliang on weekdays was much cuter.

"Continue" the hand syncope yin pericardial meridian, which is located in the middle finger of the right hand to the right breast, is the second major meridian of the human body, or as it is, according to the method recorded in the qi cultivation recipe to run the true qi, and it is a moment of effort, and the hand que yin pericardial meridian is through.

Yang Xuan's face was full of joy, the connection of the two meridians made him feel that the innate true qi in his body had more room to operate, the amount was increasing, and he knew the taste of eating marrow, and this feeling of slowly becoming stronger made him very obsessed.

Next, in less than half an hour, half of the twelve veins were opened, and the trajectory of the innate true qi formed a simple large circulation in the body, and the true qi was not only more, but also nourishing the flesh and blood of his whole body.

Unconsciously, Yang Xuan's forehead was already sweating, and all the medicinal liquid in the wooden barrel disappeared, showing the transparent color of ordinary water quality.

"It seems that some of them have reached the limit," Yang Xuan sighed, got up to wipe his body, moved his more powerful fists and feet, and turned over to get on the bed, "What kind of progress will there be tomorrow?"

In another wooden house not far away, Ning Yue also put away his fists and feet, and there was a touch of determination in his big eyes.

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For seven consecutive days, Yang Xuan had gone from being the weakest at the beginning to his current cultivation achievements in the middle and upper reaches, such obvious progress was seen by everyone, and in the exchange between Xiao Mingliang and Peak Master Xing Sen, there was also more hope for him.

He cultivated during the day, and practiced the qi cultivation technique while taking a medicinal bath at night, and the twelve canons were fully opened, and his cultivation reached the middle stage of the innate stage, this speed made Xiao Mingliang, who had always been cold and arrogant, amazed.

There are no big waves in the progress of the cultivation of the innate realm, it is completely the penetration of the meridians in the body, it is rare to break through the innate peak to the step of metamorphosis, a cultivator who is as old as Yang Xuan or younger than him, I don't know how many mortals are here.

Although the Qi Cultivation Technique is the basic practice of the sect, it has to be said that the foundation is also good, at least this is the most suitable cultivation for disciples at this stage of congenital cultivation.

On this day, Yang Xuan appeared in the martial arts arena as usual, standing in a queue of more than thirty people, and after a stick of incense, Xiao Mingliang rarely let them go to practice.

"Your cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Innate Realm, and you have adapted to the training intensity here, starting today, you will each practice the Qi cultivation technique, and regularly go to the Heavy Prison Peak Punishment Hall to receive the pill, you don't have to come here again. ”

The disciples didn't speak, but the joy in their eyes couldn't be hidden.

"There is another month to be the new disciple qualifying competition, some disciples who entered the sect at the same time as you have broken through the mortal, you can do it yourself" After speaking, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

I don't know if it was the result of being trained by this ice cube, most of the people present were cold, they didn't speak, and left the martial arts arena in twos and threes.

"Hey, Yang Xuan" Ning Yue's voice sounded.

"What are you going to do?"

Yang Xuan thought for a while, "Go back to cultivation"

"Hey, what a nerd, blindly practicing to the dead won't help you"

Yang Xuan was stunned, "Oh, why don't you understand anything, actual combat is the best cultivation method."

"Actual combat?"

"That's right, it's the fighting platform, follow me" After Ning Yue finished speaking, he pulled Yang Xuan, who looked confused, and left quickly, and a few disciples who didn't leave next to him also heard what Ning Yue said, thought for a while, nodded and walked in the direction they left.

After a while, the two of them came to a tall and magnificent place, full of people, noisy disciples everywhere, and the constant shouting and shouting in the field.

"This place ......"

"Don't tell me you don't know" Ning Yue's eyes widened and he looked at him strangely.

"Uh...... What are you doing?"

The black line on Ning Yue's face, "Of course, the competition platform is used to compete, improve your strength through competition, and you can also seek opportunities for breakthroughs during this period, and most importantly, you can get points for consecutive wins on the fighting platform"

"Points?"

"Okay, I'll explain it to you, points are equivalent to worldly coins, which can be exchanged for the materials of the sect for your own cultivation, understand" Yang Xuan suddenly realized and nodded.

Subsequently, Yang Xuan looked at the big arena, divided into many areas, each area has a stone platform with a radius of 100 meters, and some of the two people on the stone platform are attacking.

In other cases, there was only one person standing on the stone platform, and next to him was a deacon in a blue robe holding a pen and constantly recording something, which seemed to be the victory of the people on the stage.

"Let's go, learn from the senior brothers, and gain more experience" After Ning Yue finished speaking, he put down the hand that was grabbing Yang Xuan's sleeve, and quickly ran to one of the empty high platforms, and said quite heroically.

"Ning Yue, a new disciple of the Heavy Prison Peak, in the middle of the innate realm, I ask you to advise" He clenched his fists with both hands and looked at the audience with burning eyes.

In the middle of the night, a seven-foot-tall Angzang man, with knotted muscles, slowly climbed to the high platform.

"Zhang Meng, a new disciple of Honghuang Academy, is in the middle of the innate realm. ”

Yang Xuan has also heard of this Honghuang Courtyard, it is said that it is a branch of the Heavy Martial Arts Sect that boils the body, it can be regarded as a martial arts cultivator, and the disciples in the courtyard are all extraordinary, and their cultivation methods are similar to those of the Heavy Prison Peak.

However, the difference was that the Heavy Hell Peak was only so before the middle and late stages of the Innate Realm, and after that, it focused on the cultivation of the True Yuan.

"Please advise"

Just when Yang Xuan was searching for the knowledge about the Honghuang Courtyard in his mind, the two people on the stone platform were already fighting together, Ning Yue was smaller, and Zhang Meng was tall and strong, forming a big contrast, and because of this, more fellow disciples were attracted to watch the battle under the stage.

Zhang Meng took the lead in making a move, the muscles on his arm instantly tensed, and a powerful punch with wind pressure slammed into Ning Yue, who was solemn.

Ning Yue was not panicked, as if she knew that such a hard touch was not her forte, a little on her toes, her body did not retreat but advanced, and at the moment when she was about to be hit, her steps changed again, and she skillfully dodged the punch in the head.

Compared with this man, his white hands wrapped slightly, stroked his arms, stepped on his feet, and kicked them under his armpits.

That man is not a fuel-efficient lamp, seeing that his fist is missing, his body suddenly rushes forward, his right arm is pressed down, and at the same time, his left hand also punches Ning Yue in the abdomen.

"Hey" Ning Yue screamed, his arms slammed hard, and when he was running forward with Zhang Meng's body straight upright, it turned out that Ning Yue's kick was just a false move, and the real idea was to drag it down through Zhang Meng's brute force and restrict his movements.

"Good idea," Yang Xuan's eyes lit up to pay attention to the battle situation, and the active factor that had been suppressed for fifteen years in his heart was stimulated by this fierce fight, and he couldn't wait to try his skills.