Beast

"Xinyao, wait for me..."

A low and hoarse voice sounded. It actually had an echo. Yang Qing didn't look angry or sad, and said expressionlessly.

Yang Qing knew why Sun Xinyao did this, but he still felt uncontrollable sadness in his heart. He was angry that the beautiful woman beat the mandarin duck, and he was angry that he had no strength to stop it.

Everything is due to his too weak strength.

Yang Qing is weak in power and soft-spoken. He can only blame himself, not others.

"call…"

Yang Qing exhaled a long breath, as if he could catch his breath. As he exhaled, his red pupils turned black, the light tiger stripes on his skin disappeared, and his face became cold.

Yang Qing knew nothing about the changes in his body, and returned to Hantie Mining Area with heavy steps. Scenes unfolded before his eyes, and he still didn't want to believe that he and Sun Xinyao were separated like this.

"He said, I will definitely climb Shuiling Peak and marry you openly."

The veins all over his body were stretched high, and Yang Qing had never been so strong, eager to gain strength.

Yang Qing walked from Guanyue Mountain to Hantie Mining Area for half an hour. When he arrived at Hantie Mining Area, it was already past lunch time. Yang Qing was not in the mood to care about this matter, so he returned to the stone house with his head sullenly.

"Hey, isn't this Young Master Yang? Why did you come back so early today?" Lu Zhen asked in surprise while burping.

Yang Qing was practicing on Guanyue Mountain and only came back in the evening. Why did he come back just after noon today?

"Hey, I guess I had some trouble with your fairy, haha," Lu Zhen said jokingly, half lying on the bed with an expression of enjoyment.

"Hehe, let me see..." Tian Bo started talking about Lu Zhen's words. He was about to continue what Lu Zhen said, but was interrupted by Qi Xiaohu's tugging on his clothes.

"Yang Qing, what happened?" Qi Xiaohu asked.

Qi Xiaohu saw Yang Qing's clouded face and knew that things were not as simple as Lu Zhen and Lu Zhen thought.

"Nothing, you are all here, I have something to tell you." The scene that was originally an enthusiastic and playful scene made Yang Qing irritable in his eyes. He squeezed between Tian Bo and Qi Xiaohu with a cold expression and sat down.

On the bed, he said solemnly.

"What's going on? You're doing it so solemnly?" Lu Zhen sat up straight and asked doubtfully.

Yang Qing had never had such a serious expression in front of several people, and Lu Zhen, who always had a playful smile, also realized that something was wrong.

"I plan to leave Hantie Mining Area for a while, and I will leave my homework to you," Yang Qing said solemnly, his voice a little low.

"What do I mean, you scared me!" Lu Zhen said nonchalantly, returning to a half-lying position.

"Xiaohu is doing all the homework for the four of us now, so don't worry." Tian Bo scratched his head and said, feeling that Yang Qing was a little confused.

"Yang Qing, where are you going, for how long, and what are you going to do?" Qi Xiaohu turned his face sideways and asked seriously.

"Don't ask about this matter. Don't worry. It's not dangerous." Yang Qing didn't want to explain, so he avoided answering and tried to make a relaxed expression. "Also, when I come back, I will give each person a thousand points of sect contribution, so hurry up."

Let’s practice.”

"Don't be so mysterious, have you discovered the treasure?" Lu Zhen asked curiously.

"Yang Qing, please stop being reckless. What mistake did you make? Sun Xinyao will not be snatched away by others." Qi Xiaohu warned solemnly, knowing that he could not get anything out of Yang Qing's mouth.

"Definitely, I cherish my life very much." Yang Qing felt a pain in his heart, then he patted his chest and said.

"Don't forget, the outer disciple competition will be held five years later." Yang Qing wanted to relax his tone, but his tone was still cold. Sun Xinyao and Yang Qing had said that the correct surname could be guaranteed on this matter.

The outer sect disciples have a chance to be promoted to the inner sect disciples through the competition. This is too tempting for the outer sect disciples.

"Don't worry, Lu Zhen has practiced hard, how can we fall behind him?" Tian Bo said seriously.

"Well, if anything happens, you two have to listen to Xiaohu. If you encounter trouble, wait until I come back to solve it." Yang Qing told him coldly. Lu Zhen was the oldest and the most immature. Tian Bo was too honest and could be easily fooled.

Lu Zhen was kidnapped.

"Why do I feel that you are leaving me alone again?" Qi Xiaohu was even more confused, wondering why Yang Qing explained so much.

"Who is Gu, who is Gu?" Lu Zhen quickly interrupted.

"What? I'm just saying this because I want you to help me complete my homework and lend me the tip of the knife." Yang Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, but still couldn't laugh, and his tone was slightly cold.

The concern of several people made Yang Qing feel a little warm, and his stuffy chest felt relieved.

"I knew you had bad intentions!" Lu Zhen and Tian Bo said.

"Also, don't forget to collect the calendar money for me," Yang Qing said expressionlessly.

With this sentence, Lu Zhen and Tian Boquan thought that Yang Qing was telling a joke, and Qi Xiaohu's worries were reduced a lot.

"I won't tell you the "Thirty-Six Styles of Hunyuan". First, it violates the rules of the sect. Second, I can't draw it. Third, you can't use it at this time." Yang Qing once wanted to write "Thirty-Six Styles of Hunyuan"

"Six Styles" was taught privately to Qi Xiaohu and Tian Bo, which would save two thousand sect contribution points.

"No, the three of us can't even do internal vision. When you come back, just give us more contributions from our sect," Lu Zhen said first, looking expectant.

That night, everyone was busy with their own affairs. Yang Qing did not practice, but fell asleep under the quilt.

The next day, when the sun was shining on his buttocks, Yang Qing got up, carried his baggage and steel rod, greeted Lu Zhen and others, and left the Hantie Mining Area.

He walked to Juhua Peak and exchanged some elixirs in the Hidden Pill Pavilion. The sect's contribution was only 70 points.

Guanyue Mountain, on the top of the mountain, Yang Qing stood facing the wind. There was no one else but him. The top of the mountain was bare and the autumn wind rustled.

Staring blankly, the laughter and laughter that had stayed on the top of the mountain in the past were still ringing at this time.

In a trance, Sun Xinyao's graceful figure appeared in front of her eyes, her smile was pretty and charming.

The smile on Yang Qing's lips grew thicker, and she squinted her eyes with great concentration.

However, the elegant figure, dressed in white like snow, gradually faded away.

"Xin Yao..." Yang Qing hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it, but missed it.

There wasn't even a single weed on the top of the mountain, let alone Sun Xinyao's figure.

Yang Qing's face was covered with frost, and he walked down the mountain carrying a fine steel rod.

Starting from Guanyue Mountain and going deep into the Dongju Mountains, Yang Qing walked very quickly with a steel rod in hand, his expression cold and determined, suppressing the complicated emotions in his heart.

After practicing for more than a year on the top of Guanyue Mountain, Yang Qing's right arm has a strength of nearly two thousand kilograms, and his left arm has reached about two thousand two hundred kilograms.

Simply lifting stones and recovering his physical strength through practice, Yang Qing's strength growth rate has slowed down. Relying on the sixteen innate postures in "The Thirty-Six Forms of Hunyuan" to restore his physical strength takes too long.

Yang Qing desperately wanted to increase his strength, so he had to find another way.

"The Thirty-Six Forms of Hunyuan" is about practicing strength but not strength. It is about improving the realm of the cultivator. Yang Qing has been practicing the ten postures of the Sea of ​​Consciousness Realm for more than a year, so he is very familiar with this.

As for the Six Forms of the Purple Mansion Realm, the Three Forms of the Dingling Realm, and the First Form of the Transformation Realm, Yang Qing has tried to practice them all, but only has a rough understanding of the Six Forms of the Purple Mansion Realm.

"Yo"

When more than a dozen men saw Yang Qing entering the grass, they screamed in horror, spread their hooves and fled into the forest.

Yang Qing walked coldly on the green and yellow mottled grass, and saw Fu Zhu fleeing in all directions, but did not pursue him.

I thought of my little Fu Zhu Fuling, and then thought of Sun Xinyao. Then I saw a dozen Fu Zhu Fulings in the open space, with soft colors in their eyes.

When Yang Qing captured Fu Zhu last time, he didn't observe this place carefully. Now he wanted to stop here, turned his body, and took a closer look.

The air in the open space is much humid than outside. The mountain is dark gray under the moisture of the water vapor, and the pine branches and leaves are more green.

Yang Qing moved towards the waterfall, and the sloping water hit the rocks with a roaring sound. Even if someone shouted loudly in his ears, he could not hear clearly.

The meandering water on the surface is crystal clear, with no small fish or shrimp visible, and green and yellow weeds swaying along the water.

“So cold!”

His hands were covered with a thick layer of calluses. He picked up the clear river water and took a sip. The water was very cold, like newly melted ice.

The escaping husbands had already returned, watching Yang Qing from a distance and not daring to get close.

I looked around for a place to stay, got some branches from trees, and built a simple wooden shed. It looked ugly, but it could protect me from the wind and rain.

He put away his baggage and sat in the wooden shed, looking at Fu Zhu where he was, silently in a daze.

Coming here to practice was Yang Qing's impromptu idea. He only had vague ideas in his mind. How to practice still needs to be carefully considered.

Increase physical strength, practice "Thirty-Six Forms of Hunyuan", and practice "Nujiang Stick Technique".

Looking at the rushing waterfall, my thoughts gradually became clearer.

In the evening, Yang Qing went to the forest to kill a hare, got a pile of dead branches, and lit it with flint.

He was in a daze while roasting the hare. When the smell of burnt meat came, he woke up. He stuffed the black rabbit meat into his stomach, extinguished the fire, and continued in a daze.

Monsters are different from wild beasts. The light from the fire will not scare away the monsters, but will attract them.

The burnt smell of the hare dissipated quickly in the clearing. Fortunately, no greedy monsters were attracted.

The cold moonlight shone on the open space. Yang Qing stood up, returned to the wooden shed, crossed his legs and practiced the "Hua Xi Jue".

"Hua Xi Jue" is a technique that belongs to the Xiantian realm. It is said to be useless to monks in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness realm, but Yang Qing did not give up practicing it.

"Hua Xi Jue" can pass the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the internal organs through the breathing technique, thereby strengthening the internal organs. Yang Qing's strong internal organs is one of the reasons why he has been practicing "Hua Xi Jue".

The most important point is that Yang Qing used the practice of "Hua Xi Jue" as a medium to enter a state of concentration. In the state of concentration, he has no thoughts and thoughts, his mind is peaceful, and his spiritual consciousness can grow.

Entering concentration can replace sleep, which is equivalent to practicing while sleeping, making up for your shortcomings with diligence.

The waterfall flows day and night, the full moon rises and sets, and one night passes like this

White mist rose from the pool under the waterfall, like smoke from a kitchen stove, and when the fiery red sun showed its first ray of sunshine, Yang Qing woke up from trance.

At this time, no small animals came out to look for food, and Yang Qing could not find them. However, here, there are many types of trees and strange plants, so Yang Qing could still find edible wild fruits.

After filling his stomach, Yang Qing walked towards the waterfall with a steel rod and a bag on his back.

Yang Qing is busy practicing and living here because he doesn’t want to waste time on the road.;