My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

It was getting late, and a campfire was lit in the yard in front of the muliao.

It was one day two years ago that Yang Yi sat like this with Zhou Yan and Tang Bao.

Looking at several people fooling around in front of us, there is a sense of confusion between time and space.

Both Zhou Yan and Tang Bao were friends of Yang Yi when he was a factotum disciple.

Now Zhou Yan has successfully broken through the spinning force and worshipped the inner gate Tiangong Institute.

As for the others, they are still working outside.

In the later stage of bone refining, Tang Bao may attack the inner door.

Not everyone can create the miracle of becoming the head of the inner door in one year like Yang Yi.

Most martial artists even have high hopes for strength.

The disciples of the sect are like this, and the scattered cultivation outside is even more out of reach.

After all, once you are motivated, it is not difficult to find a position of middle and high-level cadres among small urban forces, and you can count your head.

After some communication.

Yang Yi knows something about everyone's situation.

He picked up a bunch of roasted monster meat from the grill and handed it to Tang Bao: "Tang Bao, this is the bear's paw meat of an iron backed bear. One piece is worth your one month's hard training, and it helps to generate strength cyclones in your body. This string is enough for you to break through the rotating force environment. It depends on whether you can seize the opportunity."

Although monster meat has an increasing effect on cultivation, it still depends on the physical quality of those who eat martial arts, which is the same as refining pills.

"Ah? Senior brother Xie Yangyi!"

Tang Bao has long coveted the monster meat on the grill.

He just knew his identity and thought to himself that he was not so close to Yang Yi, so he restrained himself.

From just now to now, they only eat the ordinary ingredients they brought, and stare at all kinds of precious wine and jade food taken out by Yang Yi.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yi took the initiative to hand over the monster meat kebab, and crossed Zhou Yan and gave it to him first!

This made Tang Bao a little flattered.

While receiving the monster meat, he glanced at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan was unmoved.

But he kept staring at the paw of the iron backed bear.

"Do you want to smell it?"

Tang Bao considerately handed over the meat kebab.

"Are you kidding?"

Zhou Yan disdained, turned around and ate a big bag of strong sound finch meat in August.

He knows the market price. The palm meat of iron backed Cang bear needs 500 Liang in one or two, and it is very difficult to buy

In this contrast, the strong tone finch meat in his hand was not fragrant and tasteless.

But there's no way. Who let Yang Yi catch him when he was cheap in the afternoon?

Now I'm scared to see Yang Yi smiling.

Not to mention asking for meat.

Suck.

Tang Bao sniffed the delicious meat kebabs himself, and then ate them. His mouth was full of oil.

And a pure energy poured into his limbs and bones, imperceptibly transforming his body, making him look red and lazy.

Zhou Yan was even more envious.

Although he has broken through the spinning force, his strength is vain. The demon meat of the iron backed cangxiong is very effective.

What's more, Yang Yi brought more good goods than this.

"You're welcome, too."

Yang Yi distributed the rest of the kebabs to everyone.

Even some precious food is not stingy.

"Hey, senior brother Xie Yangyi."

Zhou Yan brazenly came up.

Yang Yi turned a blind eye and divided all the meat kebabs in his hand.

Seeing that everyone ate good food and the atmosphere was warm, Zhou Yan couldn't sit still.

He quietly approached Yang Yi and begged for mercy: "senior brother Yang Yi, I'm wrong! If I talk nonsense to others next time, let me hit five thunders every day!"

"Really know wrong?"

Yang Yi looked and Zhou Yan nodded like mashing garlic.

"OK, I'll give you a chance to deal with these two fat chickens. If the roast is not to my taste, don't even think about my good things."

Yang Yi pointed to two pheasants with beautiful feathers and said.

His spirit is not so small, let alone Zhou Yan did not make any big mistakes, just a small punishment.

"Well, I'll serve you tonight. I promise to serve you well."

Zhou Yan rolled up his sleeves to dry, boiled water and scalded his hair. He acted skillfully.

I don't know where I learned my skills.

After a round, everyone got something, and was more grateful to Yang Yi.

Zhou Yan is still marinating roast chicken and sometimes joins everyone's chat. He doesn't think it's punishment.

After talking for a while, he asked Yang Yi: "senior brother Yang Yi, you are now a strong man in Qingzhou. It can be said that you want wind and rain. Can you tell us about the experience and life of the strong?"

Hearing his question, everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on Yang Yi.

Many of qixiazong's courts can't reach the Tongtian realm. Such a realm can indeed traverse the whole Qingzhou. You can do whatever you want.

Yang Yi chewed the meat kebab, but he was not so happy: "do you think you will be very happy when you come to my realm? In fact, it's just that you have more strength, more money and no shortage of pill xuanbing. People look up everywhere... Beautiful women throw themselves into their arms and give them a hug. One thought can determine others' life and death..."

"After a lot of experience, that's it. It's really nothing special."

“？？？”

Everyone's question mark face.

That's nothing special? What a winner in life!

Zhou Yan threw this question because he wanted Yang Yi to pretend to be forced, but it was too forced. He couldn't stand it.

"I'll lose a lot of things, too."

Yang Yi looked envious and said.

"Will you lose something, too? No?"

Zhou Yan and Tang Bao looked at each other and didn't believe it.

At this level, don't you have what you want? All the beauties threw themselves into their arms.

"When you come to my realm, you will understand."

"Although you have a lot, you will also lose some valuable things, such as troubles and goals, and your life will fall into confusion."

Yang Yi talks nonsense seriously.

“……”

Zhou Yan was speechless again.

This is also called loss?

But Yang Yi's jokes did bring up the atmosphere.

Seeing that he had no airs, everyone was no longer formal and talked about anything, as if he had returned to the night two years ago.

This feeling was particularly evident when Zhou Yan presented the roasted chicken leg to Yang Yi.

At the beginning, Yang Yi also robbed Zhou Yan's chicken leg, and then took the blood quenching pill as compensation

A lively night passed.

The next day, Yang Yi was ready to leave for Yaozhou.

However, before leaving, he also went to the prison Magic Cave and told King Teng that he was going to Dafeng Dynasty to explore the way to revive Lian Yueying.

Yang Yi's original intention was to get some help from rattan king, but the other party was indifferent.

Compared with the resurrection of Lian Yueying, he seems to want to be deceived again

Yang Yi had no choice but to leave.

At the boundary pillar of the mountain gate.

The elder and Lurgi saw them off. Hu Manying, Zhou Yan and others were in the forest in the distance.

The sun was mottled and everything was quiet.

Yang Yi said goodbye one by one, then took out the martial arts jade slips of xiaoyanxi from his arms and handed them to the elder.

He said with a smile, "I found it from the ruins. I can't use it anymore. Let's leave it to the martial brothers of zongmen."

Only after practicing can you know the power of the small derivative breath technique.

Although it is only a vigorous martial art, its value is no lower than a Huanian martial art.

"This scene reminds me of Lord Wei. I think he gave me this martial arts in the same way." The elder smiled.

Hum.

This is like a needle in Yang Yi's mind

Yang Yi shook his mind a little. He felt something strange, but he didn't feel strange. Then he handed in the jade slips and waved goodbye.

Jump onto the feather back of the Green Finch, turn into a streamer and disappear in the continuous sunset mountains

(end of this volume)