Chapter 871

On the outside of the bamboo forest, Lu Li and Bai Yunxi hide their bodies by magic night robes and observe Xiao Yang in secret.

"You brought me to him? A man who has not yet been cultivated? "

Lu Li Nu asked.

"It's not him, it's his fiancee." Bai Yunxi shook his head, followed by a strange smile, "don't you feel very familiar?"

"It's a little familiar. It looks like Yuelu." Lu Li nodded.

That Leng Mingxuan is very similar to Leng Yuelu, and some of his breath is familiar to Lu Li, which is quite different from Leng Yuelu's breath!

"It's your sister-in-law ~" Bai Yunxi said with a chuckle. "In recent days, I've been walking around the city to find a chance to meet her. She can provide us with a lot of help. Moreover, she can bypass the mohmen and the Star Palace."

"So powerful? Leng Jia... Is he quite powerful in the ancient universe? " Lu Li asked with a little surprise in his heart.

He has known for a long time that Leng Yuelu's background is also extremely huge, and the power behind her is not even inferior to that of Mohist!

"Of course, it's not small. You'll know later. After all, you should behave well. Don't make a joke if you lose someone in front of your sister-in-law."

Bai Yunxi beckons, turns around and leads Lu Li to disappear in the courtyard. This time, Xiao Yang is really the only one left.

Looking up at the night sky, the moon is high. Xiao Yang took a deep breath of the cold air, sat down again, opened the ancient book, and saw the first page. Xiao Yang was very happy!

The root of Xiao Yang's inability to cultivate was the obstruction of channels and Dantian.

Everyone who has checked the meridians for Xiao Yang can only shake his head and sigh helplessly. Xiao Yang's whole meridians, including the interior of Dantian, were all filled with a strange and chaotic energy. There was no gap at all. Naturally, he could not move the mysterious spirit.

But the eight meridians Lingtong relies on the eight meridians of the strange classics, which is also the only meridians in Xiao Yang that are not occupied by the chaotic energy!

"There's a play!"

Under the ecstasy, Xiao Yang quickly put forward five hearts to the sky.

"Qi moves through the seven orifices, lingju gathers the eight pulse to transform the supernatural power! The first pulse, Ren pulse, starts from the sea of Qi, connects the jade hall in the middle and reaches Xuanji in the upper, then one pulse can be formed. If you control the congenital Xuanling's Qi and pour it into the sea of Qi, then you can enter the realm of soul and begin to practice... "

While meditating on the operation path of Gongfa in his heart, Xiao Yang began to mobilize the thin air of Xuanling in his body to condense towards the position of Qihai acupoint in his lower abdomen.

With the congealing of Xuanling Qi, Xiao Yang can feel that those bruises in his body are slowly disappearing. In the sea of Qi, with the continuous influx and condensation of congenital Xuanling Qi, it becomes more and more full, and time is gradually passing in this process.

For a long time, Xiao Yang finally woke up from the state of cultivation. Between the stretching of his limbs, his bones were crackling.

Looking inside, Xiao Yang found that in the sea of Qi in his belly, the Qi of congenital Xuanling had all condensed into it, forming a cyclone. Relying on the weak suction, he was absorbing the thin Qi of heaven and earth around him, as well as the strange energy in countless meridians.

"Finally... I'm finally able to practice!"

He clenched his fist and felt the power in his body. Xiao Yang could not help but smile. He raised his hand and waved it. A strong wind hit the water surface and suddenly ripples!

"Really! The skill my father left me is really mysterious! "

Xiao Yang was ecstatic. Although he had reached the soul state at the age of 20, he had started very slowly, but a big heart disease was completely eradicated at this moment!

All of a sudden——

"Who's so stupid? I don't want to sleep in the middle of the night and make trouble in the bamboo forest?! Xiao Yang! Is it you? "

A burst of curse suddenly rang out, outside the bamboo forest, a lamp fire seemed to rush over like angry. Listening to the voice, Xiao Yang could not help but smile. There was anger, coldness and cruelty hidden in the smile!

"Leng Jun, just in time. I'll give it back to you for the fight in the daytime."

Shaoqing, the light is near. A boy is a little older than Xiao Yang. He is about seventeen or eighteen years old. He pushes the bamboo forest with a lantern. When he sees Xiao Yang, he looks as disgusted as cockroaches and flies.

"What are you doing here if you don't sleep at night? Xiao Yang, I can warn you, don't put on a pathetic effort, no one will pity you! " The young man named Leng Jun was as cold as his name. He was not half polite to Xiao Yang.

Suddenly, his eyes slanted to Xiao Yang's feet and fell on the exquisite wooden food box. His eyes suddenly became cold, and he could even vaguely hear the sound of gnashing his teeth.

"I remember I warned you during the day. Stay away from miss three!" Leng Jun glared at Xiao Yang, gritting his teeth.

"What do you have to do with the food my wife sent me?" Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment, and then immediately responded. He bent down to lift the wooden box, patted the grass on it, and took out a piece of candy cake from it as if in a demonstration.

"Well, incense!"

"You don't seem to have a long memory!"

Leng Jun put his lantern on the ground, spilled the oil all over the floor, and threw his fist at Xiao Yang!

Fist out like the wind, the majestic strength of his robe in the air out of a crisp ring, at least 300 Jin of fist power!

"Don't be like a hungry dog. I won't give it to you." Xiao Yang hid the wooden box behind him. He stuffed the sugar cake into his mouth. As soon as he pulled out his sleeve robe, he drank vaguely.

"Go away!"

"Pa" a crisp ring, Xiao Yang a hand straight on Leng Jun's face. What Xiao Yang waved was not a fist, but a slap, accompanied by a few pieces of sugar cake.

How could Leng Jun think that the guy who was still slapped on the ground in the morning could have such great power at night? That slap, straight cold Jun draw like a top like turn two circles just stand firm, a burst of stars.

"Cough! Cough! It's choking me. You wait for me to have a drink

After a successful attack, Xiao Yang didn't chase him. Instead, he covered his chest and turned around in pain looking for water in the wooden box. Obviously, he was choked by the candy cake... "You want to die!"

Swallowing the fishy and sweet smell of blood in his mouth, the green veins on Leng Jun's forehead suddenly burst up. A mysterious spirit of green color suddenly wrapped his fist. Between waving, there were bursts of wind surging!

"Pa!"

A crisp ring spreads out, but is cold Jun's facial expression abrupt big change. He has been trained thousands of times, and Xiao Yang holds his proud fist in his hand!