Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

After the motorcade almost circled the Holy Soul Village from beginning to end, Yang Jian almost looked at the people of the Holy Soul Village.

Included in the original work is Jack, the elder of Holy Soul Village.

Old Jack looks like a kind-hearted, thin old man, full of energy, and his physical fitness is better than that of the Nanshan Village chief. After all, the village chief is physically disabled.

"Everyone is probably tired after running for so long. If you don't mind, you can stay in our village for a while."

Old Jack was beside the motorcade, smiling and talking to several Nanshan villagers.

Yang Jian just glanced over there and looked away without caring.

"Village Chief Jack, we appreciate your kindness, but we are still in a hurry to get on our way."

"Do you have any dry food that can be eaten on the road? We can buy some. If anyone is interested in drinks, we can also exchange them."

These words were said by Yang Qiaoqiao.

Although she is young, she has been with the team many times. Because she is smart and good at talking and communicating with others, the village chief intends to train her to be the manager of the team, and now she has a certain say in the team. .

Next to him, Old Jack no longer wanted to stay, but was slightly startled when he saw the child Yang Jian, and said: "Why did you bring a child with you this time?"

Yang Qiaoqiao turned her head and glanced at the quiet Yang Jian. She suddenly looked proud and raised her head and said, "This is the big treasure in our village. He has just awakened his soul power and is going to the Soul Master Academy to practice."

"We also want to send him off this time. After all, the journey is far away. I don't worry if it's not our own people who send him there."

"This kid has been smart since he was a child. I knew he could..."

When talking about Yang Jian, Yang Qiaoqiao began to talk eloquently. Old Jack paused for a moment, with a look of envy on his face.

Yang Jian, on the other hand, was a little helpless.

Yang Qiaoqiao's current behavior is a bit like that in his previous life, the neighbor's aunt showed off how good her child was in various ways to others. Even strangers could talk to each other for hours.

"I didn't expect that I would also become a neighbor's kid."

"Well......to be precise, they are children from the neighboring village."

On the other side, after listening to Yang Qiaoqiao's words, Old Jack looked at Yang Jian and said with emotion: "Your Nanshan Village is so lucky to have such an outstanding young man."

"However, our Holy Soul Village's awakening ceremony was lucky enough to be successful this time."

"Two villages not far apart have children of the same age who can become soul masters. It can be regarded as God's will."

Yang Qiaoqiao was tired at this time. After saying a few words of congratulations, she began to inquire about buying some supplies for the road.

After talking to Old Jack for a while, she sent out several Nanshan Village villagers, carrying big bags, and left temporarily with a middle-aged Saint Soul Village villager.

Yang Jian, who had already gotten off the horse and leaned against an ancient tree in the village, was deep in thought.

After thinking about it, he took the initiative to approach Old Jack and asked, "Hello, is the person who successfully awakened in the village?"

Old Jack was stunned for a moment, thinking that Yang Jian wanted to make friends with Tang San, who was the same age, so he turned around and said, "That kid's name is Tang San. His drunkard father is in the village, but he went to play outside the village. , I can’t find him now.”

"If you want to be friends with him, I can ask him to find you when you go to the Soul Master Academy."

Yang Jian blinked and smiled politely: "No need to trouble the village chief."

Become friends with Tang San?That's just old Jack thinking too much.

Tang San, a hypocrite who always talks about one thing and does another, and just kills him whenever he meets him, is what Yang Jian dislikes the most.

About ten minutes later, when several villagers from Nanshan Village returned, they all brought several large bags of dry food and barrels of fresh water, and slowly carried them back to the carriage.

After replenishing the supplies needed on the road, the convoy is about to leave Holy Soul Village.

However, a wind horse suddenly shook a few times and fell to the ground. Yang Qiaoqiao's expression changed, and he and several Nanshan villagers hurried over to observe the wind horse's condition.

Feng Ma's price is not cheap. If something happened like this, she would be very distressed.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious."

"This is the fourth time this big guy has done this. It's normal for other wind horses. But when he comes here, he gets a crotch. Because he doesn't like drinking water, he often suffers from heatstroke in the summer."

Wind horses have strong bodies, and heat stroke is rare for them.

As long as you feed it some water and rest in a cool place for an hour or two, it will almost recover.

Because it was noon now, Old Jack simply invited the people from Nanshan Village to have a meal at the local villagers' home before going on their way.

"It's just a matter of adding a few pairs of chopsticks, no trouble."

"Don't be dissatisfied that the food is not rich enough."

Seeing that Old Jack was so enthusiastic, and that the convoy was indeed unable to leave for a while, and could not wait outside for Fengma to recover, Yang Qiaoqiao agreed. The villagers of Nanshan Village, under the hospitality of the people of Shenghun Village, went into the village again. Go.

Yang Qiaoqiao looked at Yang Jian and said with a smile: "Baby, what are you thinking about?"

This new nickname of Yang Jian was spread from Yang Qiaoqiao in the past few days.

Yang Jian raised his head, looked at the pretty girl, and responded: "I want to hang out here, sister Qiao, don't worry about me."

After saying that, he wandered away, then quickly flashed around a corner, leaving the Holy Soul Village and entering the nearby mountain forest.

The vegetation in this jungle is lush, the ground is covered with all kinds of unknown flowers and plants, and the big trees with dense crowns are as thick as several people can hug each other.

There is a small hill over [-] meters high next to it.

Yang Jian came here because he wanted to practice his skills and moves for a while.

In terms of practicing martial arts, he has always been self-disciplined. Even though Yang Jian knew that he was a unique martial arts prodigy and had the help of martial arts points, he still maintained considerable self-discipline. 33 novel network

Because every bit of internal strength, every bit of physical enhancement, every bit of mastery of moves... can make Yang Jian feel happy.

Yang Jian thoroughly enjoyed the process of strengthening himself and witnessing his progress in strength.

"call............."

He took a deep breath, and his body began to move in a unique and very regular posture, and he began to practice the Nine Yang Magic Technique.

Because Yanyang Qigong has reached the bottleneck of the third level, Yang Jian cannot break through due to his age limit.

If you break through forcefully, the foundation of your body will be damaged.

This is the disadvantage of being young.

Therefore, he chose to practice the Nine Yang Divine Art that he had just acquired and had only reached the first level.

By operating the mind method, the body moves with the heart, and the heart moves at will, and the mist-like internal airflow in the body flows to the limbs and bones.

The moves of Jiuyang Divine Art are sometimes as fierce as fire, sometimes as fast as thunder......... They are wide open and close yet precise, and the whole body's aura is like a cluster of burning flames.

With Yang Jian as the center, the surrounding air currents were driven by his turning body, rolling up pieces of broken leaves and colorful fallen flowers on the ground.

These brightly colored things flowed in the air as his limbs turned, adding some beautiful colors to this picture of martial arts cultivation.

Perhaps because he was about to truly step onto the mainland stage, Yang Jian's heart was a little palpitating for a long time. He only felt that the sky was high and the sea was vast, and the forest was far away. The problem is solved now.

He entered a state of enlightenment that others would envy to the extreme and which was rare in his lifetime, and his understanding of the Nine Yang Divine Art quickly deepened.

The reason why Yang Jian believes that he is a unique martial arts prodigy is because apart from this extremely yang body, it is easy for him to have an epiphany when practicing martial arts when he feels something in his heart. This kind of small epiphany may not necessarily help him. Breaking through the levels, but the understanding of martial arts can definitely be deepened a lot.

As time went by, at the end of the enlightenment state, Yang Jian had already vaguely touched the threshold of the second level of the Nine Yang Divine Art [I Ching Marrow Cleansing].

Compared with the destructive power of the Yanyang Qigong that invades into fire, the greatest effect of the Nine-Yang Divine Art is to improve the thickness of the inner energy and physical quality. Just the blessing of the first level of the Nine-Yang Divine Art makes Yang Jian's internal energy more powerful. His energy was much stronger. In the battle with the robbers, he did not consume even [-]% of his energy, and he did not feel any fatigue. He was still in high spirits.

If he truly reaches the second level, his physical strength will increase again.

"call..........."

Yang Jian took a long breath and looked happy.

"I didn't expect to have an epiphany here. I'm lucky."

Looking at the sky, Yang Jian was about to rush back to Holy Soul Village and return to the convoy, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Who is peeping!"

"get out!"

Yang Jian's eyes were like lightning, and he turned his head sharply to look at the dense crown of a tree.

簌簌簌............

As the leaves trembled, a tall and thin figure jumped out of it and landed steadily.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to peek at you practicing."

A child with simple clothes and bright eyes appeared in Yang Jian's eyes.

Opposite him, when he saw the boy and sensed his aura, Yang Jian was slightly startled, and then his eyes gradually became sharper.

Tang San............Although he had never met Tang San, this first time he met, he instantly understood his identity.