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After a whole night of practice, Mu Yang had already touched the threshold of the Dragon Burying Finger, but he needed more practice to reach the Xiaocheng realm.

Mu Yang looked at her fingers that were about to cramp, and sighed slightly: "Oh, the heroes in the novel, you only have to look at a skill to learn a skill, why I have so much effort to learn a skill, and I haven't practiced it yet... ...."

"So those are novels, not realities. I want to do it overnight? How can there be such a good thing, if you can learn it at a glance, the coffin boards of the older generations who create and improve the practice will not be able to hold it down."

Brother Gou was lying comfortably in the yard, not forgetting to spit Muyang.

"That's true, or else they all say that martial arts are great. People of the same realm can know martial arts. The difference in strength is really huge. I used to suffer from the loss of not being able to martial arts when I was fighting. Can the profound level martial arts be more powerful?"

A certain cultivator Xiaobai who hasn't learned to crawl is already fantasizing about how he will run.

Brother Gou rolled his eyes and sneered: "Hehe, do you think you can learn the profound martial arts? Do you play different martial arts at different levels? What kind of martial arts can be cultivated in any realm, then It was all summed up bit by bit by the seniors."

"At different stages, the body structure, meridian direction, strength, mental strength, etc. of Lingwu practitioners are different. At each stage, there are skills and particularities in the use of spiritual power, and these martial arts are comprehensively considered. Created on the basis of various factors. Only by mastering the martial arts that match one's realm can the power of the martial arts be exerted to the greatest extent."

Mu Yang, who has received nine years of compulsory education, said that he understands that, just like going to school, at what age to receive and what level of education, no matter how first-year children want to learn advanced mathematics, all kinds of conditions are not allowed, and there is no solid foundation. Things at a higher level cannot be understood at all.

In fact, Mu Yang knew in his heart that even if he really had Xuan-level martial arts to practice, he wouldn't understand it. Even if he had practiced for a yellow level, he hadn't learned it all night, and he would have been addicted to it.

As soon as Mu Yang came to the foot of the mountain, he saw a figure omit the alchemy room from a distance, but he didn't seem to notice Mu Yang.

"Isn't that Tang Kai? What is he doing here?"

This person, Mu Yang met during the visit a few days ago, he is a second-generation disciple, currently ranked sixth, and is one of the few outstanding pharmacists among the disciples of Luoyue Valley.

"He seems to be going to the alchemy room. Do you want to go up and say hello?" Brother Gou asked casually.

Mu Yang didn't mean to go: "Forget it, it seems that he is in a hurry. Now it is calm on the surface, but no one dares to really relax. He may just go to practice alchemy. Tsk, this early morning, As soon as the sun rose, he ran to refine alchemy, which was really hardworking."

Mu Yang watched from a distance as Tang Kai walked into an alchemy room, and after turning around and closing the doors and windows, he left.

It is not uncommon for a pharmacist to lock himself in the alchemy room. Muyang has also seen many alchemists in the Luoyue Valley, once they entered the alchemy room, they closed the doors and windows for three to five days and did not come out. Muyang did not pay too much attention to Tang Kai. Turn around and walk to the dormitory area.

Today, the atmosphere in Luoyue Valley has eased a lot. Many disciples have begun to return to their normal lives. They are no longer confined to the foot of the North Mountain, but have begun to take care of the entire Luoyue Valley.

Some people went to clean the rooms of the elders, some went to water the flowers, and some went to trim the gardens. Everyone was busy doing their jobs.

Just when Mu Yang was about to find something to do, Mu Shen Gaolin walked out of the dormitory area with a gloomy expression, and headed west.

Mu Yang wondered, isn't he guarding the great formation in the canyon? When did you come back?

So Mu Yang put down the small watering can he had just gotten, and walked two steps to catch up with Shen Gaolin and patted him on the shoulder: "Big Brother Shen, why are you here?"

Shen Gaolin snorted coldly, seeming to be a little unhappy, "Tang Kai was on duty last night. I came back to rest, but I was notified just now. This kid didn't know where he went. No one was watching over the canyon."

Suddenly, it turned out that Wang Liang was also a little human. He arranged for people to take turns to stand guard, and then he was astonished because he had only seen Tang Kai in the morning.

Mu Yang muttered, "Tang Kai is on duty? Then why did he go to the alchemy room this morning."

Mu Yang spoke very quietly, but Shen Gaolin's ears were also very good, and his eyes were full of anger. He suddenly turned his head and stared at Mu Yang: "What are you talking about? This medicine lunatic! I'm not paying attention to business matters!"

However, what else can be done besides scolding? Tang Kai likes refining medicine, this is something everyone knows, but he didn't expect him to refining medicine at this time so regardless of priority.

However, Shen Gaolin changed his mind to think, too, Panfeng Gate has stopped attacking, so far there is nothing unusual, everyone has relaxed, and it is estimated that Tang Kai is like this.

So, he cursed all the way to the canyon alone, "Boys, none of them can be trusted, I still have to guard it myself, don't let me catch, or let you know how terrible my fists are."

Mu Yang shrugged silently, and went back to the dormitory area to find someone to chat.

It wasn't until the evening that Mu Yang was about to return to Yaoshan, "Suddenly discovered that this kind of life is also good, bragging with friends every day and practicing at night, this day is also comfortable."

"That is, the whole journey of cultivation is countless wonderful, and you will have more feelings in the future." Brother Dog, like a weather-beaten old man, pretended to reason to Mu Yang.

"Haha, you **** knows a lot."

Mu Yang walked on the road with his hands on his back, kicking and stomping, looking up at the moon that had just climbed up, he suddenly stopped.

"Oh, what a round moon, what a pity, what a pity, tonight Yueming people are looking all the way, I don't know who will fall in autumn." Mu Yang sighed deeply, and suddenly there was a melancholy and endless thought in his heart.

Brother Gou was a little surprised, "Oh, do you still write poetry?"

Mu Yang smiled and said, "This is not my poem. It was written by Wang Jian, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty~www.wuxiaspot.com~ who?" Brother Gou was instantly confused.

Only then did Mu Yang realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said again, "Nothing, you haven't heard it anyway, you just need to know that you are a great senior."

Brother Gou didn't have much interest in poems and other literary things, so he didn't ask Wang Jian's identity anymore, "I listen to what you mean in this poem, I miss home?"

Mu Yang moved lightly and continued walking, "It's kind of, after all, it's the place where I have lived for more than ten years, and I don't know if I can go back."

"Yes." Brother Dog said categorically.

"Huh? Why are you so sure?"

Brother Gou tilted his head up, with an awkward and coaxing look, "If you have an uncle, I will cover you. Go wherever you want to go in Lingwu Continent!"

Mu Yang trembled in his heart and asked earnestly: "Then, what about outside Lingwu Continent?"

"Farewell and ask for more blessings."