My Martial Arts Can Cultivate By Myself

Chapter 31

“what!”

Furukawa yelled sharply.

The sound reached the competition area next to it.

Yang Yi retracted his fist, sucked his breath, kicked it flying with one kick.

The disciple on duty was stunned for several seconds before rushing to the stage to look at Furukawa’s injuries.

This kind of routine test, everyone is basically friendly, even beforehand collusion, who would have thought that the final battle would be so tragic? It was too late to stop.

But this cannot be blamed on Yang Yi.

Anyone can see that Furukawa was the first to behave ruthlessly.

In fact, people who know Furukawa know that he likes to overwhelm others with his power. When ordinary newcomers give him such a scare, they basically admit defeat. How can they ever want to meet a tough situation today?

“Enough!”

The people in the audience tweeted.

Knowing that Furukawa was wearing a finger tiger, he dared to fist with it.

Many people touched own fists, and they all felt pain.

This man looks like a newcomer.

Are the newcomers so tough now?

“Yang Yisheng.”

Just when the commotion started.

Mu Hengshan did not know when he appeared on stage and announced the result.

Yang Yi saluted the other party.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, he walked down the martial arts field.

“Yang Yi, are you okay with this hand?”

Zhou Yan greeted him with a complex expression.

“It hurts, but it doesn’t matter. You can recover in a few days.”

During the previous battle, Yang Yi roughly figured out the opponent’s strength, and only then dared to fight it hard at the last moment.

He is now at the bone-refining level, and when he is at the blood-refining level, his energy and blood are far more abundant than his peers. This injury is indeed not a major problem, and he can’t punch for three or four days at most.

In contrast, Furukawa was injured more seriously.

However, Yang Yi also had a sense of measure and didn’t use the shaking mountain style.

Otherwise, not to mention shattered fist bones, even the entire arm may be affected.

“Okay, you.”

Zhou Yan has a new understanding of Yang Yi’s strength.

He was naturally happy. Since he couldn’t compare, Yang Yi would naturally be as strong as possible.

“Junior Brother Yang, you really scared me.” Han Houchun greeted me.

Yang Yi smiled and chatted with each other.

Then simply treated the wound.

Ready to leave the martial arts field.

“Do you know that the reason why this Junior Brother Yang is so strong is that he ate the Demonic Beasts that he bought from me. Don’t look at him like this. When I first met him two months ago, he was still in the training. Blood, if it wasn’t for my guidance, hum…”

Seeing Yang Yi walking away, Han Houchun straightened up and boasted to the onlookers.

Yang Yigang came out of the martial arts field.

Soon another person came over.

It was Yao Lang who had dealt with at the gate of Hefengyuan.

Yao Lang said bitterly: “Junior Brother Yang, Senior Sister Zhuang has something to do with you.”

Yang Yi looked strange.

Didn’t this person say to look away?

Why did he pass on to Zhuang Chenglu to run errands again?

“Senior Brother Yao, do you know why Senior Sister Zhuang is looking for me?”

He did not ask carefully, the other party’s new journey is not what he cares about.

“I don’t know, the senior sister only said to be waiting for you in the pill room.” Yao Lang shook his head.

I think the Qingming Pill has been refined.

Yang Yi thanked him, and then walked to Hefengyuan.

Come to Danfang.

Here are other Inner Sect disciples in pill refining.

Zhuang Chenglu was also among them, occasionally mentioning a few words.

When she saw Yang Yi, she came out of the pill room and looked at Yang Yi’s hand. She gloated and said, “You lost the test? It’s okay. You just broke through. It’s normal for you not to beat the old man the first few times. Relax.”

“I won.” Yang Yi said silently.

“Oh……”

Zhuang Chenglu felt boring at once.

“Come with me, I have something for you.”

She beckoned.

Isn’t it Medicine Pill?

Although Yang Yi was puzzled, he didn’t ask much.

The two went to a quiet residence one after another.

The courtyard is full of colorful flowers and plants, and there are also many herbs that are drying.

Go inside and enter the room. The decoration inside is simple and elegant, highlighting Bufan in simplicity, mainly purple, and smelling a touch of floral and medicinal fragrance.

“Here, the things are in the study, you take them yourself.”

Zhuang Chenglu pointed to a room with the curtain raised next to it.

There are various ancient books in the room.

There is also a stack of books on the desk.

There is also a wooden box containing Medicine Pill in the booklet.

“This is Qing Ming Pill?”

Yang Yi walked over and opened the wooden box.

A Medicine Pill exuding a clear breath came into view.

“It took me a whole day.”

Zhuang Chenglu made a cup of scented tea, just for herself.

“What about the following?”

These things were put together with Medicine Pill, and obviously they were also given to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi flipped through two pages curiously, and found that it was an atlas explaining various herbs and Medicine Pill!

There are not only text notes, explanations of pharmacology, but also pictures for comparison.

“Most of the common medicinal materials and Medicine Pill are on it, don’t you want to understand these? Take it slowly and take a good look.” Zhuang Chenglu said.

“There are still hand-painted ones.”

Yang Yi saw a lot of children’s graffiti.

At first I thought it was waste paper accidentally clipped in.

It was only later discovered that the original picture was missing and was added later.

“Many of the ancient books are incomplete, so I copied them based on the original pictures. You can understand them better by comparing them to the pictures, preventing you from remembering the name but not knowing what they look like.” Zhuang Chenglu said seriously.

This is not a copy in the strict sense, it should be called an abstract painting.

Although Yang Yi wanted to complain, he laughed. He didn’t expect Zhuang Chenglu to do this for her.

This is very unexpected, even a surprise.

“Senior Sister’s feelings, I really don’t know how to repay.” Yang Yi said earnestly.

If you just borrow the ancient books from him for viewing, it doesn’t matter, but people still fill up the remaining pictures, which is considered a lot of thought. As for whether the painting is good or not, it is another matter.

“You don’t need to repay, who told you to give so much money, just refining the Qing Ming Dan, as if I took advantage of you, quickly take things away, I also want to go back to pill refining.” Zhuang Chenglu held the teacup Urged.

Yang Yi nodded in greeting, stopped pretending, and went out holding the album.

The two parted halfway through.

Before leaving, Zhuang Chenglu smiled and said, “Junior Brother Yang, if there is still business in the future, remember to take care of it.”

Yang Yi smiled bitterly.

Mingming also advised me not to rely on Medicine Pill not long ago.

Why are you soliciting customers now?

“good.”

He responded.

All the way back to Muliao.

It is quiet and undisturbed.

Everything is the same as when I left.

Yang Yi enjoys being alone.

He rested for a while.

Then immediately began to cultivate virtual flicker.

Facing Furukawa before, under pressure, he succeeded in performing it, and he had a lot of sentiment.

Yang Yi intends to strike while the iron is hot, hoping that this martial arts can get started as soon as possible…

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past ten days, Yang Yi’s main energy has been focused on the cultivation of the flickering.

Occasionally I am free to look through the atlas of evil tonic pharmacology knowledge.

Even if he is not walking in Alchemy, some basic knowledge still needs to be mastered, otherwise there will be death scenes of touching the ghost grass with bare hands again, even if he has the elixir, Heavenly and Mortal Treasures, he can’t tell the difference.

Although Yang Yi’s talent for cultivation is not good, rote memorization has always been a strong point, and it didn’t take long for a thick pile of atlas to be printed in his mind.