There are two outsiders coming back to Ye Wuqian's residence. The old man insists on not letting them live in. But later, he can't help but choose another way.
"Boy, I won't argue with you, but if you want to improve your strength, you must listen to me."
When the old man finished speaking, he pulled up the leaf, jumped away, flew to the sky and disappeared in the night.
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Ye Wuxiang is carried like a chicken and leaps out of thin air. He has practiced martial arts for such a long time. He has heard that a strong man who has cultivated to a very high level can use very powerful lightness skills, even stepping into the void.
Whoosh
The strong wind is raging in the leaf's ear, which makes his ears ache and seems to be about to break.
"Master, can you stop first? To tell you the truth, I'm afraid of heights. I can't stand this kind of agitation. Please let me go Ye Wumian pleaded on his face. He was afraid that iron pimple would fall down carelessly while sitting on the plane. Now he is a flying man in the air, not to mention how scared he is.
"Ha ha, boy, you still have something to fear. I want to see more of your scared face." He was going to make fun of the old man.
Ye Wuque is a hard tempered man. He is stunned to keep his mouth shut and say nothing. He thinks that the old man will never succeed.
The old man said softly. Ye Wuxiang, who had just been frightened, could not hear any sound.
He doesn't believe in evil, let alone ye Wuque. He is an extreme sports performer who is used to steel wire. At first, he is a flying man in the air, which is not much better.
In order to show his dignity, the old man carried the leaves without missing, and deliberately flew a lot lower, but went into a dense forest.
"Ah
"No
"Hit it!"
Ye Wuqi shuttles in the dense forest. Because of his speed, he often bumps into the big tree in front of him, which makes his scalp numb.
The old man's malice made Ye Wuxiang angry. If he had the ability to struggle, he would hit the old man's face with one blow. Unfortunately, his strength seemed to be solidified and could not exert any strength.
"Hum! Old man, when my strength is better than you, I have to give it back today! " Ye Wuqi said with a ferocious face.
"Jie Jie, good boy, I'm waiting for you to retaliate. Don't let me wait too long." The old man sneered and laughed. He didn't care about the threat of Ye Wuxiang. His practice was extremely hard. How long would it take to catch up with him.
Ye Wuxiang is not like the old man's deep thought. His mysterious star formula and mysterious military blood force make him believe that one day he will be able to surpass the old man's strength.
Only the realization of the idea is meaningful, so ye Wuque no longer put down the cruel words, that is no meaning.
As the back leaves adapt, or have been scared, anyway, there is no panic scream.
The old man was so bored that he stopped in a remote field.
Ye Wuqi was roughly thrown on the ground by the old man. The pain was so bad that he vomited wildly.
"Boy, you were just pretending to be stupid. I thought you would calm down so soon." The old man was in a very happy mood, and ye Wuqian still received some lessons, so that he would not be shameless.
Oh
Ye Wuque was about to throw up all the dinner for the night. He held his chest and said, "old man, think I'm really rubbish. If you want me to admit defeat to you, don't think about it. Before I get back Bai Qiu, no one can stop me."
The old man knew nothing about Qu baiqiu in Ye Wuchuan, but he calculated that there was less time for him to improve his cultivation. He grabbed Ye Wuqian and said coldly, "boy, don't pretend to be dead. You still have to suffer from it. I don't care if you're looking for Bai Qiu or Hei Qiu. Anyway, you have to win the battle, or you won't want to leave
The leaves on the ground were full of dust, and their bodies were tumbling and confused, and they almost wanted to vomit again.
When he was a little stable, the old man was disdainful to instruct: "boy, now I don't care how you are, immediately sit down and practice."
"Well! If you have anything, please let me have it. I'm willing to eat any bitterness, as long as it can enhance my strength. "
Ye Wuwu sits on a smooth stone, his palms together, and begins to practice slowly.
At this time, it is more than nine o'clock in the night. Fenghai city is full of lights and thriving. The night can not affect the prosperity of this big city.
Because ye Wuqian cultivates the power of the stars, practicing in the dark can achieve twice the result with half the effort.
For a while, ye Wuqian's body was surrounded by a strong colorful aura, which was very amazing.
Ye Wumian has no idea how many times he has practiced this set of star formula, so he skillfully absorbs the aura from his body, flows into his body, and runs along a special exercise track, ten minutes a week, half an hour a big week.
In a short time, ye wubu ran for three weeks, absorbing a vast amount of star aura, but the real Qi in Dantian was only a faint trace of growth.In addition, when the old man was in the suburb, he did not dare to pay attention to the scene. In addition, the old man was afraid that the old man would not be able to get out of the training room at night, because he was afraid that the old man would not be able to get out of the training room at night.
"What kind of skills does this boy cultivate?" The old man's pupils shrank, unable to cover up his shock. "How can ordinary people still stay in the congenital realm if they are ordinary people who have already broken through to yellow level martial arts?"
The well-informed old man saw that ye Wumian's cultivation of martial arts was extraordinary, which could not be compared with ordinary people. It was very similar to the legendary heaven level skill.
"It can't be the heaven level skill. There has never been a heaven level skill in the world. It's just caused by rumors. Only the prefecture level skill is the best." The old man shakes his head and denies himself. If this boy is practicing heaven level skills, he has already attracted many strong men to rob him.
What the old man confirmed most was that the star aura of Ye Wumian's cultivation gradually dissipated in his body after it poured into his body. It seemed that it was consumed when refining the body, so it was difficult for ye Wuqian to improve his cultivation.
The old man guessed that ye Wumian's cultivation might be a magic way skill, and it was partial to the cultivation of the body, which could explain why he could absorb the vast aura.
"If the cultivation is really magic, then it can be explained clearly."
Now that you have explained ye Wumian's cultivation method clearly, you have to carry out the plan.
The old man stood behind ye Wuque, one hand on his head and the other on his back. At the same time, his body burst out red light.
The light was as blazing as the sun, and as thick as the slurry to come out. It was really frightening.
Ye Wuqi is really immersed in the cultivation at the moment, and his mind is infused with the true Qi in the elixir field. How can he notice what happened outside.
Ye Wuwu, who is devoted to practice, is also wondering how the old man wants to improve his cultivation. It can't be empty talk.
Goo
When ye Wuqian is the old man, he suddenly surges into another tide like force, just surging!
"Where does this come from? Is it the old man's
Ye Wuqi didn't have much time to think about it, because this power actually merged into the meridians and became one with the true Qi of Ye Wuqi.
No! The two forces are not integrated into one, but controlled by the red power. Even the real Qi of the stars in ye Wuwu Dan field is pulled out, but there is a great repulsion between the forces. Therefore, if the two forces are forced to control or melt together, there will be very serious consequences.
"What the hell does that old stink want? If it goes on like this, I'll die?" At the center of the whirlpool, ye Wuwei is the most worried. If you continue to do this, you may not be able to withstand the impact of the force, and then you will die suddenly!
Boom
Ye Wuwei seems to be able to hear the force of the storm raging in his body, tearing his body.
At the end of the day, ye Wuqi couldn't stand it. He bit his teeth, opened his eyes, and yelled: "master, what are you doing? I'm going to be unable to hold on to it."
At the moment, the old man's expression was extremely solemn, dignified as if he was facing the catastrophe of life and death. He also endured great pain, and cried: "boy, hold on, or I won't be able to save you later..."