Proficiency: practice thousands of times

Generally, Danfeng will have this kind of similar promotion every month, and only a few exchange items are limited.

Many inner disciples couldn't refuse this kind of extra-value activities, so they would spontaneously go out to search for Danfeng to alleviate some urgent inventory problems.

"Of these three items, one is from a congenital-level ferocious beast, and the other two are rare natural materials and earthly treasures. It is difficult to buy them from the outside world. You have to go to the boundless mountains to find them yourself..."

Wang Yu shook his head, only finding it troublesome, not to mention time-consuming and labor-intensive, and not to mention risky.

The immeasurable mountains are not only populated by innate-level ferocious beasts, but also real-life monsters.

In his opinion, it is better to do less of such adventures.

At least he had to wait until he thought he would be able to protect himself when he encountered a real-life monster before thinking about going deep into these boundless mountains.

Skip the promotion and keep reading on the paper.

In the end he chose another Danfeng commission.

Being able to stay on the Inner Sect 36 Wufeng is not a risky task.

Look after the medicine field.

This task is very simple, as long as he injects innate energy into the air and rain array at fixed times, and activates it as energy.

Occasionally, it is necessary to drive away some flying butterflies, bees and some birds.

There is no difficulty, the only point is that it is too boring, but it is suitable for Wang Yu who doesn't want to go anywhere.

When he is taking care of him, he can continue to practice or deduce his skills.

All the proceeds from this mission were exchanged for Xiantian pills. Although it was still not enough to fill the big hole in the consumption of cultivation, it was not bad.

He is not practicing all the time, he doesn't need the Xiantian pill to deduce the exercises.

In this way, he started his practice days going back and forth between Zizhu Peak and Dan Peak.

From time to time, I would go to Fu Wenfeng next door to listen to public lectures.

The day was quite fulfilling.

In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

Zizhu Peak, the backyard of the pavilion.

The three purple bamboos seemed to be an inch taller, and some branches and leaves spread out from them. They grew very well and were full of aura.

Wang Yu sat on the ground, looking at the landscape of the backyard, but thinking about it in his heart.

One year for the outer door, one year for the inner door,

In two years, it was as if he had been completely reborn. Not only did he step into the innate realm, but he also cultivated the body training method to the second level, which became his greatest reliance, the foundation of his foothold.

In the past year of the inner sect, his cultivation has been steadily improving, and the biggest harvest is the inheritance of Zizhu Peak, the way of nature.

Now that he has completed the construction of the water bridge, the innate tactics of the water attribute will greatly increase its power when used.

"Which bridge should be built next..." Wang Yu pondered in his mind.

He casually watered some pots of flowers in the backyard, and stayed like this for a while, until the sun rose from the sky, and then he walked out of the room.

In the new January, he was planning to go to Danfeng to see the new entrusted tasks, to see if there was a better option than looking after the medicine field.

In an open space outside the pavilion, two inner disciples were competing with each other at this moment, causing quite a commotion.

There are still many disciples watching strongly.

The Zongmen does not prohibit the disciples from exchanging ideas with each other, but it does not allow private fights or death fights, and only allows to stop.

It is not a violation of the rules to put it on the bright side like this and be watched by a crowd of disciples.

Wang Yu also recognized the two people competing in the arena, they were both disciples of the Zizhu Peak lineage.

One is Song Ying, who is not very old, only 30 years earlier than Wang Yu entered Zizhufeng.

On weekdays, he has been diligent and conscientious, and his cultivation talent is not outstanding among all the disciples, but it is not bad either. He ranks around the mid-range, has been tepid, and has not done anything impressive.

In this battle, in Wang Yu's view, he was already at an absolute disadvantage, and there was almost only room for parrying.

On the other hand, the one who gained the upper hand was a high-spirited senior disciple named Shen Qiuhe.

Shen Qiuhe has a high status in the mountain, and he entered the mountain earlier than Senior Sister Miaotong.

During the meeting, he sat in the first row, and occasionally sat beside Wang Yu.

Although he recognized Shen Qiuhe, he didn't have much contact with each other on weekdays, and he only nodded when they met, which was regarded as a greeting.

When Wang Yu looked over, Song Ying had already withdrawn her sword and admitted defeat.

"Brother Shen's grass sword fighting method is really powerful, I've learned it." Song Ying cupped her hands and said.

Shen Qiuhe smiled, looking handsome, like a handsome young master from some family, "Junior Brother Song has only been in the mountain for a short time, it is already very good to be able to cultivate to this level.

It can be seen that you are confused about Cao Jian's method, you need to pay attention to too much and not enough, sometimes the sword glow is more lethal if it is hidden deep."

Song Ying was thoughtful, and a look of gratitude appeared on her face for a moment, and she cupped her hands again.

Seeing that the bustle was gone, Wang Yu was about to fly away when a disciple suddenly noticed him.

"Junior Brother Wang hasn't seen you for a long time, is this going to Danfeng again?"

Wang Yu paused and nodded, "What's the matter?"

He recognized that the disciple who spoke was named Su Zhan, and he was also the disciple who often sat in the first row during small meetings. He was also quite old in the mountains, and he was almost of the same generation as Miaotong.

Su Zhan took two steps forward, and said with a smile: "I have never seen Junior Brother Wang show his skills. I thought that since he is a personal disciple accepted by the master, he must have something special. I wonder if I can ask for a lesson today."

Wang Yu was taken aback for a moment. During his one-year stay in the mountain, he seldom interacted with other disciples, most of them practiced independently.

But he didn't expect to be called out for a competition suddenly today.

The instinctive resistance in his heart, after all, this kind of competition is meaningless, in his opinion, it is a pure waste of energy, and there is no benefit to be gained.

Just when he was about to decline politely, Shen Qiuhe in the field came up with a smile, and said: "Junior Brother Su said that if disciples from the same mountain sect ask each other for advice, maybe they can have new inspirations in cultivation."

It seemed that even he wanted to compete with Wang Yu.

Get hairy?

Wang Yu murmured in his heart, he didn't offend these old brothers on weekdays.

"That." Wang Yu originally wanted to shirk his next decision on the grounds that he was not feeling well, or that he had become obsessed with practicing martial arts.

He didn't want to play this kind of boring competition.

Unexpectedly, Master Zizhu's voice came out first from Shigong, and he was the only one who heard it.

"Teacher, let's go."

When Wang Yu heard this, he had no choice but to say helplessly: "Please brother for advice."

It doesn't matter whether the opponent is Su Zhan or Shen Qiuhe, anyway, this duel is inevitable.

Immortal Zizhu has already spoken, how can he not give the old man face.

"Okay, Junior Brother is indeed a straightforward person!" Su Zhan laughed loudly, this time his opponent was the one who proposed it first after all, Shen Qiuhe couldn't say anything.

Shen Qiuhe retreated to the side with a little regret, and became the audience.

The rest of the disciples were also curious about how capable Wang Yu, the new direct disciple, was, and they were not prepared to leave, and stood aside full of interest.

"These people don't need to practice, they are all so leisurely." Wang Yu complained secretly.

The two stood still in the field and bowed to each other.

"Please teach me." Wang Yu said.

"Here we come!" Su Zhan was not polite, he made a formula with both hands, and launched an offensive directly, without any shame of bullying the small.

It doesn't matter how old you are in the competition, winning or losing is second, and mutual confirmation, and gaining is the goal.

Behind him, a phantom of a thick purple bamboo suddenly appeared, erupting with innate energy.

Wang Yu recognized that this was an innate method of warfare unique to the Zizhu Peak lineage, the heart bamboo magic method.

Speaking of which, this is also a kind of mind control method, and the phantom bamboo shadow is completely formed by the condensed power of mind and spirit.

Speaking of which, Wang Yu can do it too, and he gets started very quickly.

After all, he can be regarded as a master in the aspect of mind control!

Thinking of this, he also kneaded the formula with both hands.

The power of mind and spirit was separated, and soon there was an extra purple bamboo behind him, and it was even bigger and more compact than Su Zhan's. It was 40 meters high, thick as a person, and the bamboo body was purple.

"This!" All the disciples looked in a daze.

"If I remember correctly, this Junior Brother Wang has only entered the mountain for only a year!"

"Yes"

In the arena, Su Zhan's complexion also changed slightly, and as soon as the formula in his hand changed, a large amount of energy turned into lavender leaves on the bamboo in his heart, like thousands of flying knives, stabbing at Wang Yu.

Wang Yu also counterattacked in a replica way.

A larger number of leaves shot out from the central bamboo behind him, like a purple rainstorm all over the sky, colliding with the opponent's bamboo leaves in the air with streamers of light.

Like countless densely packed fireworks blooming, it looks quite gorgeous.

After a wave of confrontation, Su Zhan obviously suffered a disadvantage, and dodged to avoid Wang Yu's follow-up firepower output.

In terms of cultivation in the Xiantian realm, he is clearly superior to Wang Yu.

But in the first match, he was suppressed by Wang Yu without any suspense.

Su Zhan still refused to accept it, so he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the heart bamboo behind him fell into his hand, he held one end like a real thing, and swept towards Wang Yu.

This heart bamboo is condensed with the power of mind and spirit, supplemented by innate energy.

Once it hits the enemy, it can cause vigor to kill it, and it can also attack the opponent's mind with mental power. It is a double attack of physical and mental, which makes people hard to guard against.

It is precisely for this reason that this innate method of warfare was chosen by Wang Yu to practice.

Special enough and powerful enough.

Chapter 170 Changes in the Catacombs

Wang Yu tapped his feet lightly, leaving an afterimage, and then dodged the attack of the opponent's bamboo stick more than [-] meters away.

His speed has been strengthened by the second stage of the body training method, and it is impossible for such attacks to hit him.

With a thought, the heart bamboo behind him split into bamboo spears.

"Go." Wang Yu waved his hand lightly.

Hundreds of bamboo spears shot at Su Zhan.

The bamboo spear is more powerful than the previous bamboo leaves, and it is unstoppable.

This can be regarded as a change of tactics created by him. As for how to split into a large number of bamboo spears in an instant.

This is not difficult, as long as the mental strength is large enough, and the attainments in the art of mind control are deep enough.

Of course, it is not difficult here and it is only for Wang Yu.

Ordinary inner disciples can rarely meet the requirements of these two points, at least Su Zhan can't do it yet.

His eyelids twitched, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all. As soon as the handprints changed, purple air appeared all over his body.

The next moment, his body pierced by the bamboo spear became unreal.

"Purple gas smoke method?" Wang Yu's expression remained unchanged, and his left hand suddenly swung to one side.

The remaining bamboo spears in the air suddenly turned their heads, piercing through the void while Su Zhan was full of astonishment, piercing his whole body densely in a circle.

At this time, he was only a few meters away from Wang Yu, and in another second, he would be able to approach quietly and complete the counterattack.

But it was a pity that Wang Yu saw through his technique at a glance, and the bamboo spear seemed to be equipped with precise navigation, and it was firmly locked on his body.

And in the end, like a cage, he was imprisoned in place.

"I lost." Su Zhan said bitterly, he never thought that he would lose to Wang Yu who had only entered the inner sect for only a year.

It was still in the field of the Heart Bamboo Art that he was best at, and he lost in such a quick and hasty way.

Even though Wang Yu is a direct disciple, he still can't accept it.

"Accepted, Senior Brother." Wang Yu said politely as he scattered the bamboo spears casually.