Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

In the stone chamber of the cave.

Several moonstones embedded in the stone wall emit bursts of soft light.

Wei Yang sat cross-legged on the stone bed, his dark eyes half-open and half-closed, with a faint twinkle of light.

Even with the Black Sun Burning Heaven Technique, the further you practice, the progress can still be clearly felt, getting slower and slower.

This phenomenon began to become increasingly apparent at the Douzong level.

This situation is very bad, and it means that his talent has almost come to an end.

Douzong may be doing better now, but when he gets to Douzun in the future, Wei Yang estimates that he will really have to rely on time, like most Douzong.

It may take ten or eight years before I can even get one star.

This was something he couldn't bear.

Because according to the development of the plot, by the time he gets over it, the day lily will be cold.

His situation is different from Xiao Yan.

Although Xiao Yan's physical talent is not outstanding, because of his Burning Jue, he can rely on constantly devouring strange fires to achieve rapid growth.

Fen Jue, to a certain extent, basically ignored talent.

a long time.

"We need to find a way to solve the problem of insufficient talent." Wei Yang slowly exhaled and thought to himself.

Now he suddenly understood somewhat of the troubles and determination of the dead ghost Binghe.

He struggled to pursue the poisonous body of disaster, and even lost his life in the end.

Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, and with a thought, he turned his hands and took out an ancient scroll that had been covered in dust for a long time.

Looking at the scroll in his hand that faintly exuded a bloody aura, Wei Yang's eyes suddenly became a little flickering, "Is this really necessary?"

Slowly opening the scroll, the first thing that caught my eye were four bloody fonts that looked a bit strange: The secret technique of filling gaps!

"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiencies when there are excess losses... By practicing this secret method, you can sense many special physiques and bloodlines... You can transplant certain parts of humans or monsters, and fit them perfectly into your own body and become a part of yourself... ...Through special means...the transplanted parts can perfectly fit with one's own flesh and blood, connect and grow, and finally merge together perfectly, as if they were born...even blood can be transplanted..." Wei Yang whispered in his mouth murmured.

This is a very strange secret technique.

Staring at the content above carefully, his brows sometimes relaxed and sometimes tightened.

This weird method of transplanting other people's physiques, or even bloodlines, is really.

A useless person, through acquired transplantation, can acquire a powerful physique and talent that countless people dream of!

He stared at the scroll in silence for a long time.

Wei Yang slowly came to his senses and rolled it up slowly.

Closing his eyelids, the expression on his face was uncertain, showing the tangle in his heart at the moment.

This world is really cruel!

For countless years in Dou Qi Continent, there have been countless talented people, just like the crucian carp crossing the river, one after another, but how many of them can finally reach the end and truly grow up?

Most of them died on the way!

On the contrary, some people who did not have outstanding talents in the early stage were able to grow up smoothly in the end, and even reached the top in the end!

Why?

Talent is just talent. If it dies halfway, it means nothing.

To a certain extent, the growth process of a genius is full of dangers, because he will be coveted and eventually become someone else's nutrient!

There is no perfect road ahead, but there must be a glimmer of hope.

Therefore, there are no absolutes in the world, and those with poor talents may not be unable to become strong, if given the chance.

Just like this one: the secret technique of filling gaps!

The palm holding the scroll slowly tightened.

Finally, Wei Yang turned over his hand and put away the scroll.

"talk later."

In the blink of an eye, seven days later.

In the early morning, the sun rises.

When Wei Yang walked out of the cave, he was completely restored to his prime.

Even the fighting energy in his body is three points more full, and he is not too far away from the Five Star Douzong.

His feet stepped on the dew-wet grass, which was as soft as a blanket. Wei Yang stretched out comfortably against the morning glow.

There was a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth.

It feels so good to be filled with fighting spirit and flowing powerfully throughout your body.

"Master, are you finally out of seclusion?" Qinglin cheered in the distance and trotted over with a face full of joy.

Wei Yang glanced at him.

Behind Qing Lin, Xian'er was walking slowly with a small basket in her hand, which contained some wild mushrooms and green vegetables. It was still stained with a little dew, and it was obviously just picked.

She looked at Wei Yang with soft eyes and a gentle smile on her face.

Wei Yang smiled, stretched out his hand, hugged Qing Lin who fell into his arms, and raised his hand to rub her head.

"How is your recovery?" Xian'er also came over and looked at him tenderly.

"It's okay, I've completely recovered." Wei Yang casually took the basket from her hand and led them into the cave together.

Sit down at the stone table in the hall.

Qing Lin quickly started boiling water to make tea.

Xian'er began to wash the pots and light the fire.

With a wave of her hand, she threw a third-level beast fire into the stove. With a little input of fighting spirit, it slowly started to burn.

Looking at this heartwarming scene, the corners of Wei Yang's mouth quietly curved up unknowingly.

In fact, at their level, it's totally fine even if they don't eat or drink for a long time. After all, in this realm, sometimes it's possible to retreat for several years at a time.

However, whenever there is a chance, Xian'er still likes to pick some fresh wild vegetables by herself, and then make a few simple dishes and taste them.

Not for filling your stomach, just for tasting.

According to her words, this kind of life has flavor.

It feels like living a small life at home.

Well, Wei Yang's understanding of this is that, to put it simply, it is humane.

He sat comfortably on the stone chair, took the tea cup from Qing Lin, took a sip, and felt the sweet fragrance of the tea filling his mouth.

With a slight tsk, she gave Qinglin an approving look, which immediately made Nizi smile with a satisfied look on her face.

"Where are these two guys, A Da and Du Jiao?" Wei Yang asked lazily, sipping his tea.

Xian'er tied up the scattered hair with a plain cloth belt and tied it into a ponytail, and replied casually: "Dujiao went to the back mountain to break through, and Ada was guarding there."

"Oh, did you start to break through so soon?" Wei Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.

"After he swallowed the body of Lord Qi, he felt that he could break through." Qing Lin said with a smile, with a hint of pride and pride on his face.

After all, the unicorn is her pet, and now that the unicorn has become successful, she is naturally a little proud.

Wei Yang raised his hand to pinch her cheek and asked with a smile: "Then have you prepared some energy for him?"

"Yes." Qing Lin nodded, and while pouring tea, he said with a smile: "Sister Xian'er helped the little girl named Zi Yan refine several bottles of medicine according to the method you said, and helped Dujiao refine the pills. Pills, let him take them when he breaks through.”

"That's okay." Wei Yang nodded.

Warcraft are physically strong, but they don't pay as much attention to it as humans, and they don't know how to refine medicine, so they generally chew the medicinal materials directly.

The reason why Xian'er made pills for Dujiao was, on the one hand, for the taste.

Well, Xiao Yan only invented this because of the request and liking of this little girl Zi Yan.

On the other hand, it is to remove some impurities and some toxicity contained in medicinal materials to facilitate better absorption by the body.

After all, medicine is three parts poison.

Even the refined elixirs contain some erysipelas, let alone the medicinal materials.

Moreover, refining it into pills can also avoid wasting the medicinal effect.

For example, if the essence of a medicinal plant is quenched and made into several pills, it is equivalent to dividing the essence of the medicinal material into several parts.

Take one pill like this, wait until digestion is complete, and then take another pill. This can prevent the body from being unable to absorb it all at once, resulting in unnecessary waste of medicinal power.

Xian'er poured the wild mushrooms and wild vegetables into a basin, and with a thought, the water molecules in the surrounding air gathered together, poured into the basin, and condensed into clear water.

While washing the wild vegetables, she said with a smile: "I used several seventh-grade high-end medicinal materials, which are more in line with the attributes of Dujiao and are easy for him to absorb, and made them into pills for him. This can save Dujiao when he breaks through. Time to absorb the energy of heaven and earth.”

"Yeah." Wei Yang nodded indifferently.

It can help Dujiao make a breakthrough and save time, using just a few seventh-grade high-end medicinal materials is really not worth mentioning.

Chat for a while.

"Master, where are we going next? To the Dan Pagoda?" Qing Lin asked curiously.

"Yes, go to the Dan Pagoda." Wei Yang nodded, "After the Dujiao breakthrough is successful, we will set off and go directly to the Dan Pagoda."

"Okay, I'm really looking forward to what the Danta will look like." Qing Lin said with a happy smile.

When Xian'er on the side heard this, a look of expectation could not help but appear in her eyes.

The legendary Danta, the holy place for all alchemists.