Chapter 4

Dong Dong, Dong Dong!

The sound of beating the stake, strong and powerful, spread in the silent courtyard.

Yang Yi buried himself in hard training, polished the most basic boxing and foot Kung Fu, and tempered his skin and flesh with pain.

He has just made a breakthrough and needs to be familiar with the changes brought by the breakthrough as soon as possible.

No matter how talented the Chi Xia Kung Fu is, he is the one who will finally display it against the enemy.

"Yang Yi?"

Zhou Yan opened the gate and came back.

"It's me."

Yang Yi closed his fist and calmed his breath.

In the past, he was out of breath after practicing boxing for a quarter of an hour.

Now, less than half an hour has passed, and the breath can converge freely.

This is the benefit of breaking through blood refining!

"I've seen that you're in a bad state recently. You often leave early. Why don't you practice with us instead of staying here alone?"

Zhou Yan and several factotum disciples just came back from the practice. As soon as they entered the yard, they saw Yang Yi piling silently and paused. They immediately understood, "you shouldn't be stimulated because I'm about to break through?"

"No, I..."

When Yang Yi was about to explain, Zhou Yan came forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"You should cheer up. Our brothers still care about who is in front of who is behind?"

Zhou Yan sincerely comforted: "I'm just going to the outer door to explore the way first. When it's ready, you'll almost break through. At that time, we can get together again at the outer door."

He patted his chest and looked like a big brother. It was very reliable.

Yang Yi lost his smile and didn't intend to hide it.

"Actually, I broke through."

“……”

The smile gradually solidified.

Zhou Yan retreated and said strangely, "have you broken through the realm of blood refining?"

"Yes, I just broke through. After practicing for a year, I finally got a result."

Yang Yi breathed out.

"Take it!"

Zhou Yan couldn't help saying, put on a posture, raised his fist and greeted Yang Yi.

In the past, Zhou Yan had the upper hand.

However, in this competition, just a pair of moves, Zhou Yan knew that what Yang Yi said was true.

The powerful and heavy fist made his arm numb. He prepared to fight back many times, but Yang Yi's attack came in turns like raindrops, giving him no chance to breathe.

"Yes, yes!"

Zhou Yan's mouth was bitter. When he was forced to the corner, he said, "it's really blood refining."

Hide your trembling arm behind you and don't show timidity. If you continue to fight, you can't hide it.

"Congratulations, I'll say, you can." He said excitedly, "since you have made a breakthrough, you can find Zhao coach tomorrow and naturally become an external disciple."

Yang Yi is also in a happy mood. After staying for a whole year, he finally got out of it.

If you have more time to practice, maybe you can make rapid progress with your own efforts!

The next day, Yang Yi got up early.

As usual, take two cakes from the kitchen and leave one for Zhou Yan.

Before teaching Zhao Xugang, he explained his intention to him.

"Oh? You broke through?"

Zhao Xugang was pleasantly surprised.

Lin Yan broke through yesterday and Yang Yi broke through today. The target of this month was easily achieved.

He pinched Yang Yi's arm with his hand and said with satisfaction, "it's really a blood refining level, and his skills are solid and good."

"Coach, what should I do next?" Yang Yi asked.

"I'll find someone to do your homework today. Pack up your things and go directly to the outside door to report." Zhao Xugang handed out a wooden card and finally told: "when you enter the outer door, you need to practice hard and not waste."

"Yes! Remember the teaching." Yang Yi leaves excitedly.

Zhao Xugang stroked his beard and was in a good mood. He looked at Yang Yi leaving and thought, "it's worthy of me. It seems that yesterday's teaching idea is right, so we should be strict..."

Yang Yi returned to the compound.

Zhou Yan was lying in bed with a weak face and dark circles under his eyes.

The cake on the table didn't move.

"Zhou Yan, I'm going to report outside."

Yang Yi tidied up the salute and said before leaving, "don't you have any homework today?"

Homework refers to the index of chores that the factotum disciples need to complete every day.

"I fell asleep too late last night. Now my limbs are weak. I'm going to sue for illness one day. Take care of yourself."

Zhou Yan waved his hand and reluctantly smiled, "I'm fine."

People don't want to be seen as vulnerable.

Yang Yi moved his lips and said, "cheer up as soon as possible."

“……”

Zhou Yan felt even worse.

Yang Yi left the compound and rushed to the check-in office outside the gate.

Qixiazong was founded in the green mountains.

At this time, the light is bright, the glow of the East is not gone, and the ancient pavilions are scattered and hidden in the mountains and forests. Some only show cornices. When the breeze blows, the delicate bells on the eaves will make clear tinkling bells.

Startled a row of white birds.

Although the aura is dense near the sect gate, it looks like an immortal family treasure land.

There are countless monsters hidden in the mountains. It is said that even the big monsters in the realm of Huanian have them.

There are not many qixiazong disciples, and there are only a thousand external disciples. Each has a separate wooden hut, which is much better than the factotum disciples, and began to allow the use of some facilities in the sect.

For example, mission hall, Lingquan mountain, Dan Hall, Cangwu Pavilion

As long as you have enough contribution points to consume.

Yang Yi groped and came to the check-in place of the external disciples.

As soon as I entered the house, there was an old man in Huajia taking a nap.

He explained his intention and handed over the wooden card.

The other party squinted and said, "OK, follow me to get the disciple's clothes and waist token."

He got up and took Yang Yi to the back yard. In the process, he chatted casually: "you can tell me your needs, such as the quiet environment, the most rosy atmosphere, or which inner yard you want to be close to. If there is a vacancy, I can arrange it for you."

"Just..." he rubbed his fingers.

Yang yisec understood. After asking clearly in a low voice, he handed over a money bag.

The old man bumped and was very satisfied with the weight. "Your boy is quite transparent. Unlike the one yesterday, he can't give money and silver. He also shouted 'injustice' and made people laugh."

"In the future, we will rely more on Mu Lao's care."

In the chat just now, Yang Yi learned that the old man's surname was Mu and his name was Hengshan. He was the daily supervisor of external disciples.

After taking Yang Yi to get his disciple's clothes and wooden cards, Mu Hengshan is rarely in a good mood and continues to lead Yang Yi to muliao.

"When you become an external disciple, you have four teaching classes every month. In addition, you can allocate your own time."

He collected money and talked a lot, "but the sect doesn't raise idle people. Since you become an external disciple, you must turn in the corresponding contribution points every month. If you don't pay for more than three months, you will be driven down the mountain."

Yang Yi heard about it before.

Just as factotum disciples have to contribute their labor every day, external disciples, even internal disciples, need to contribute to the construction of the sect, and this form is presented as contribution points.

For example, external disciples need to turn in 100 contribution points every month. You can earn money by doing tasks, or hand in rare objects, natural materials and earth treasures. Be simple and rough, and you can donate money directly.

1 contribution point is equivalent to 1 liang of silver, which is nothing for rich households.

But not everyone is rich. Many external disciples came over on credit in the first two months and slowly adapted to the rhythm in the third month.

It happens that Yang Yi is a rich man. There is no need to worry so much.