Chapter 15 Practice in one day

In the valley, the cold wind blew, rolling up and falling snow on the ground, ravaging the teenager sitting on the ground quietly practicing his skills.

A spectacle appeared in the valley. Under the ravages of wind and snow, a large white circle with a diameter of more than one meter exuded a mist, rippled mysteriously in the valley.

Chu Yang's hands held up to the sky, gathered above his head, sat cross-legged, with a faint red light on his face and slightly closed his eyes. He was not moved at all because of the raging cold wind. It seemed that he had integrated into this world.

The first floor of Jiuyang Xuangong, one sun tops the sky.

At this moment, Chuyang is fully devoted to the operation of the mental method, worthy of the name of Jiuyang. The huge power of fire runs around Chuyang, making the ground abnormally dry within a meter of Chuyang. No snowflake can float in, all of which turn into water within one meter away, and then turn into white fog and disappear.

Chu Yang did not know that the mysterious spectacle of the valley was caused by him.

After the snow, the golden sun shines, and the snow-capped valley is even more dazzling, which makes people unable to open their eyes.

Chu Yang's face turned red at the beginning and became hot all over. The huge power of fire seemed to be no longer controlled by him, just like a fierce beast trying to get out.

Just now, when the sun shone, he was slightly distracted by the influence of the environment.

Chu Yang's calm face changed, and he quickly fixed his mind. The power of fire in his body began to operate according to the meridians mentioned by the mental method, which relieved the power of fire.

Chu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. If he hadn't stabilized his mind in time just now, the power of irritable fire would instantly rampage in the meridians. I'm afraid he would be the first strong figure in history to go crazy after practicing Jiuyang Xuangong to the first level.

Holding the mind, the power of fire in the body walks slowly in the meridians according to the mental method. They are like meek sheep, following the meaning of Chu Yang. In the meridians, the power of fire is golden red, like magma under the ground, but they do not destroy the meridians, and all the land they walk through Fang, the meridians are more stable, wide and strong, faintly emitting red light.

Unconsciously, Chu Yang's body began to emit a mist. At this time, Chu Yang's power of fire had been running in his body for a small week. Where the pure power of fire passed, all the impurities were burned clean, turned into fog, and forcibly driven out of the body.

Time passed silently. When the last ray of sunlight disappeared on the horizon, the valley fell into a haze, and the white fog in the mountains rose on time.

Chu Yang's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the fire in his eyes surged. A pair of fiery eyes seemed to penetrate the thick white fog and looked farther away.

"Wow~" Chu Yang exhaled slowly, and his eyes slowly returned to normal, and returned to their original clarity, blackness and brightness.

"It has been completed on a big Sunday, and it seems that the first layer has been practiced." Chu Yang felt the warm Dantian and thought of it in his heart.

Finally, he could practice, and he had a slight success. Chu Yang, who was restless, immediately wanted to try how powerful it was to practice to the first layer. Seeing that there was a stubborn stone not far away, Chu Yang hit his mind on it.

Although it is getting dark now, this does not affect Chu Yang's excitement.

Looking at the stubborn stone, Chu Yang suddenly found that he could not do any moves. He turned his eyes and thought of the basic thirteen styles of their Chu family.

made up his mind and shouted, the power of fire that had just been completed in Dantian was mobilized again, extending the meridians and reaching the palm of his hand in an instant. The basic thirteen styles of the Chu family were originally open and closed, fierce and powerful. In addition to the power of fire, which is famous for its violence in all forces, for a while, the air was filled with With a crazy breath, Chu Yang played the basic thirteen styles to the extreme, and the last one split down angrily.

A palm wrapped in thick fire elements was bombarded with this stubborn stone that I don't know how many years have passed.

"Peng!"

Without any powerful combat skills, only relying on the power of fire in the body, although it looks very gorgeous, the Mars is four-shot, and the red light radiates out, swinging a circle of blush.

But the attack power is really poor. Chu Yang's seemingly powerful palm only left a dark finger-deep mark on the stubborn stone and did not smash the stubborn stone.

With a smile, Chu Yang is quite satisfied with such a result. After all, it is enough to grater anyone to reach such a height in one day.

Touching his stomach, this practice is only one day. Although martial arts practitioners can avoid the valley, Chu Yang has obviously not reached that level yet, and his stomach grunted.

Shaking his head with joy on his face, Chu Yang walked towards the cave.

In the cave, wild ghosts rarely cook rice, which is very simple, wild vegetable soup, wild fruits, and nothing else.

Looking at the food on the table, Chu Yang smashed his mouth and said to himself, "It's okay. When he was alive, he was a noble young master. There was enough oil and water in his stomach. If he lived such a flat life, he was directly eaten to death."

"Little guy, let's eat." The wild ghost said.

"Master, you said that with such high martial arts skills, can't you roast two wild animals in this valley? I'm not a monk. You're too narrow-minded. Chu Yang picked up a wild fruit that looked like a yellow pear and nibbled it.

"Well, you think I don't want to, but in addition to eat these in the valley, there is only snow outside, not to mention wild animals, even wild animals can't see their shit." The wild ghost stared at Chu Yang and said aggrievedly.

"Oh? Is there no wild animals in this valley? Chu Yang asked doubtfully.

"No, I've been here for 30 years. I haven't seen any life except that ape. It seems that this place doesn't belong to this world!" The wild ghost said seriously.

"Is it because the cold pool is too cold?" Chu Yang said.

"Impossible. I have checked. Although the cold pool is extremely cold, its cold air is only in the cold pool. Stay away. Even if you stand on the shore, you will not feel its cold, and it is even more unlikely to affect the whole valley." The wild ghost said seriously, not like a joke at all.

"Hehe. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Master, apprentices will filial piety to you a fruit. Chu Yang smiled and broke the mysterious atmosphere.

"Bad boy, how's your practice going today?" The wild ghost smiled and was lonely for 30 years. His mood could be imagined that he could suddenly have a speaker.

"It's okay, the first floor has been practiced." Chu Yang said carelessly, with joy on his face.

"What!" The fruit in the wild ghost's hand fell on the table with a look on his face in disbelief, doubting whether he had heard it wrong.

"The first level has been practiced." Chu Yang looked puzzled and didn't know how the master, who had always been steady, became like this.

"Didn't you lie to me?" The wild ghost stared at Chu Yang tightly and asked.

"Ye." Chu Yang responded resolutely.

The wild ghost's eyes were confused, but he thought, "Is his talent really so high? If so, maybe it's not impossible for me to leave this damn place."

Concided, the wild ghost's eyes recovered in an instant and stretched out his hand to Chu Yang.

Chu Yang's face was puzzled. What the hell is this old guy doing? He thought so, but Chu Yang still asked, "Master, what does this mean?"

"I'll see if you've really practiced the first level. Come on!" The wild ghost didn't tell the truth.

"Oh," Chu Yang answered and slowly put his hands on it.

After a while, the wild ghost opened his palm and his eyes were full of shock. If he had been skeptical just now, then he would have completely believed it.

The wild ghost wanted to cry. Although he was already a holy warrior, he was still deeply shocked. When he practiced Jiuyang Xuangong, it took him a month to practice on the first level alone. Over the past 30 years, he has only practiced Jiuyang Xuangong to the seventh level every day. He is really angry.

"Master, what's the matter? Didn't I practice the first level?" Chu Yang looked at the stunned wild ghost and asked some Canter.

"Oh, I've practiced it. It's good. I have potential. Work harder." The wild ghost came to his senses and said hurriedly.

"En, Master, don't worry, I will practice the second layer in three days." Chu Yang said solemnly.

"Pu"

The wild ghost just took a sip of water to suppress his uneasy heart. Unexpectedly, Chu Yang threw out another bomb, and the sip of water of the wild ghost spewed out again and coughed.

The wild ghost thought, when did Jiuyang Xuangong become a big cake on the street, so worthless.

"Master, what's wrong with you today? What's on your mind?" Chu Yang hurriedly beat the wild ghost on the back and poured water.

"Oh, it's nothing. I've been a little cold recently." The wild ghost stabilized his mind and said something that even he believed too much