God-level Pet Evolution System

From the bustling commercial street, the three turned east and west and came to a dark and barren land, surrounded by almost dilapidated houses built with iron plates.

Undoubtedly, the place where Minamoto Yu lived was located in a slum that no one cared about in Bannaka City, and most of the people living here were refugees and slaves.

Although Feng Yixiu had already made sufficient preparations in his heart, his brows could not help but frown slightly when he entered such a poor place.

It's not that he dislikes this place, but that Yuan Shenyu has lived in such a harsh environment for several years. No matter how miserable he was when he was young, at least he can still get the care of Dean Zhou, so that Worry about issues such as food and housing.

"Master, this is where the disciple lives..."

Yuan Shenyu suddenly stopped in front of a dilapidated iron house, and saw that there were countless dilapidated patches outside the house, which was only a few square meters, and a strong rust smell came over his face.

However, although this house was dilapidated, as if it would collapse if the wind blows, it looked quite clean, and there was no other peculiar smell except for the smell of rust.

"You are also a descendant of the royal family, so why didn't Kannazuki come forward to take care of you?" Feng Yixiu frowned slightly, slightly annoyed.

"The Great Priest Wuyue is also thinking about his apprentice, he is also afraid of revealing my whereabouts, otherwise I don't think I will live today..." Yuan Shenyu explained with a smile.

"It's really been hard for you these years, but you've come to the end of your hard work. The Moonless Priest should come to look for you in a few days, and you don't need to wrong yourself anymore." Feng Yixiu sighed helplessly , softly comforted.

"Master, why don't you find another hotel?" Kannazuki asked cautiously.

"No need, this house is not big, but two people can still live there..." Feng Yixiu waved his hand casually, then looked at the people beside him, and said softly: "Bai Long, you are nearby Find a hotel and stay!"

"Yes!"

Shirataki bowed slightly, and disappeared on the spot in an instant.

It's not that Bai Taki is too delicate, but that as a daughter, it is naturally impossible for her to be squeezed into a small room with two men.

"Don't be dazed, go in!"

Feng Yixiu casually lifted the curtain, and strode into the small house.

The furnishings in this room are extremely simple, there is only a dilapidated wooden bed and desk, but they are neatly organized, the quilts are stacked like tofu blocks, and the books are also arranged in an extremely orderly manner.

The details in the house can reflect the performance of a person's mental outlook. It can be seen that Yuan Shenyu did not resign himself to depravity during his exile, but has been strictly demanding himself.

"Master, this bed is really too small, you can just make up for it first, and I will just make a bed on the floor."

While speaking, Yuan Shenyu stretched out his hand to take the mat standing on the side, and spread it on the fairly clean ground very quickly.

"Where is the need for such trouble, the bed is not big enough, just widen it, it's outrageous to sleep on the floor." Feng Yixiu smiled and snapped his fingers, the green dragon imprint on his chest emitted a faint light.

"Clatter..."

Soft vines broke through the ground one by one, and these emerald green vines surrounded the edge of the bed, constantly intertwining to form a soft bed.

The small wooden bed, which was originally only 1.3 meters, turned into a 1.8 meters large bed in the blink of an eye. The soft leaves also made the hard bed board much softer.

Looking at this miraculous operation, Yuan Shenyu's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, "This is too miraculous..."

"These are just small tricks, not worth mentioning." Feng Yixiu smiled and waved his hands, laying down on the bed very naturally, and said softly: "Don't be dazed, you have been tired all day, hurry up and rest Bar!"

"oh oh……"

Only then did Yuan Shenyu come back to his senses, and walked to the other side of the bed with small steps, and lay down on it lightly.

Seeing that Feng Yixiu had closed his eyes to rest, he closed his eyes voluntarily even though he didn't feel much sleepiness.

Perhaps today was too special for Yuan Shenyu, and it was difficult to calm down in a short time, and he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

Half an hour later, Yuan Shenyu slowly got up, picked up a dilapidated wooden long sword, and went out, actually starting to practice in a deserted wasteland.

"My boy, you're a little too hardworking, aren't you?"

But before practicing for too long, a familiar voice suddenly came, Yuan Shenyu turned around abruptly and saw Feng Yixiu not far away, leaning lazily under a big tree to enjoy the shade.

"I don't know why, I'm a little irritable today, and I can't sleep no matter what, so I thought it's better to practice swords, maybe I can fall asleep when I'm tired..." Yuan Shenyu scratched his head, and then said a little embarrassedly: "Could it be that Tuer disturbed you just now, I'm going to go further!"

"It's okay, I was a little sleepy as a teacher at first, but seeing you practicing sword like this, I became sober for a while." Feng Yixiu shook his head with a smile, and approached slowly.

"Master, is there something wrong with this disciple's swordsmanship?" Yuan Shenyu asked a little puzzled.

"There is nothing wrong with your swordsmanship. If your guess is correct, your swordsmanship is not from the common people, but from the royal family's swordsmanship masters. Naturally, it can be called an extremely exquisite set of swordsmanship." Feng Yixiu shook with a smile Shaking his head, he explained: "However, you have just become a source martial artist, and the foundation is not yet solid. Such exquisite swordsmanship is absolutely impossible.

The law penetrates. Besides, once you become the War Spirit King, why is your spiritual weapon uncontrollable? Practicing martial arts other than physical skills before is not only useless, but will limit your future development. "

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance. This disciple thought that being more diligent would never hurt, but I almost made a big mistake!" Yuan Shenyu was also startled into a cold sweat, and bowed to thank him.

"Since you are my apprentice, it would be shameful not to teach you some skills yourself." Feng Yixiu smiled slightly, then changed the subject, and asked, "However, the basic martial arts of my teacher is ancient Chinese martial arts. , I’m afraid it’s not the same as your Sun Moon Empire’s martial arts, are you willing to learn from scratch?”

"Of course I do, I just hope that this disciple will not disgrace your reputation in the future!" Yuan Shenyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he who was already excited became even more excited.

Feng Yixiu nodded with satisfaction, and said in a concentrated voice: "Very good... I will teach you a set of body and palm techniques today, the body technique is called Yufeng Youlongbu, and the palm technique is called Thunder Baguazhang. Both the body technique and the palm technique contain the way of combining strength and softness, once the cultivation is complete, regardless of the strength of the battle spirit, not to mention that you can challenge at a higher level, at least there will be no opponents within the same level!"

"I also ask Master to enlighten me!" Yuan Shenyu clasped his fists slightly and said in a deep voice.

"As a teacher, you only practice once. As for how much you can comprehend, it depends on your own good luck!"

As Feng Yixiu's cultivation became more and more advanced, he was able to appreciate his father's hard work. It was not because he was impatient, but because he was not restricted by his personal style.

Even if it is the same martial skill, people with different personalities will have different fighting styles. Once you practice it many times, you will inevitably be influenced by the opponent, thus limiting your own development.

However, this kind of teaching method is only limited to extremely talented people, and it may only have the opposite effect for ordinary people. After all, it is impossible for ordinary people to memorize all of them at once, let alone integrate their own styles.

Feng Yixiu didn't start the formal rehearsal, but used his mental power to cover the surrounding area, so as not to disturb the rest of other residents due to too much movement.

"Boom boom boom!"

After the preparations were completed, Feng Yixiu started the rehearsal. First of all, he performed the thundering eight trigrams palm gesture, and a looming eight trigrams formation appeared under his feet.

Leiming Baguazhang is one of the ancient Chinese martial arts, it emphasizes being as still as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, not moving like a breeze and rain, and moving like a thunderstorm.

The thunderstorm-like palm wind continuously bombarded the big tree not far away. Even though he tried his best to restrain his strength, it still made the big tree start to shake crazily, and countless leaves fell like rain.

The swaying leaves fluttered everywhere with the chaotic airflow, and Feng Yixiu took the opportunity to demonstrate the wind-wandering dragon step. His figure was like a ghost, and he kept shuttling among the dazzling fallen leaves. It wasn't very fast, but it managed to keep a leaf from touching me...