Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

At this moment, it is already half past afternoon.

The lingering power of the setting sun was still there, and the slightly dim sunlight poured down from the gaps in the forest, and the sparse sunlight fell on Ling Yun and Gourd.

When parting, Ling Yun stared at the gate of Demon God City, feeling extremely uneasy. Now he is about to leave, and within this city gate is his first friend in Shenzhou, Shen You'er.

After standing silently for a long time, Ling Yun turned and left.

On the way, Hulu asked: "Dad, where should we go next?"

Ling Yun smiled and said: "Go to a secluded place."

Beimang Mountain, Baixiang Village.

The bright sunshine is shining, the warm breeze is blowing, the grass is green and green, and the trees are shady. The people in Baixiang Village are harmonious and get along well with each other, creating a peaceful atmosphere. They hoped for a peaceful and peaceful life, but they didn't get what they wanted.

Because where there are people, there are differences.

Looking back at a green hill, a young boy was lying quietly on the grass. The breeze was blowing, the green grass was swaying in the wind, and the green stems and leaves were gently rubbing on the young man's face. Very comfortable and peaceful.

This young man's name is Wan Cheng. He has a clear face with clear features and bright black eyes, which contains infinite perseverance.

"Brother Wan Cheng, Brother Wan Cheng, something happened!"

Hearing the sound coming from far away, Wan Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, walked out of the tranquility without any nostalgia, looked back at the person who came, and shouted from a distance: "Xiaoshan, what happened?"

Zhou Mingshan gasped and said: "The people from Black Wolf Village have detained Yun Mu and Yuanyuan!"

Hearing this, Wan Cheng's originally calm eyes suddenly became extremely cold and stern, and his whole body was boiling with anger.

There is no harmony between White Elephant Village and Black Wolf Village. They compete for resources everywhere, so they are constantly fighting, especially for the blood chalcedony.

Blood chalcedony is a natural treasure born in Beimang Mountain. It can temper the body, warm and nourish the bones, and achieve the effect of improving strength.

Baixiang Village originally planned to agree with Heilang Village that each side would mine half of the blood chalcedony produced in Beimang Mountain, and the two villages would live in harmony. However, Heilang Village was slightly stronger overall, so it always provoked Baixiang Village.

The never-ending battle always comes from the conflict of interests.

At this moment, in the mountains and forests, a rather large-scale fight broke out between the children of Black Wolf Village and White Elephant Village.

Duan Lie, the little bully of Black Wolf Village, stepped on Li Yunmu's chest and said sarcastically: "Li Yunmu, can't you tell? I didn't expect you to be quite durable. Don't you usually call me Brother Wancheng?" ? Why don’t they come to save you now?

Li Yunmu groaned, and the pain in his chest suddenly spread throughout his body. His whole nerves seemed to be violently twitching for a moment. However, as strong as he was, he still cursed without letting go: "Duan Lie, don't bully others too much!"

Duan Lie, who was as big as an ox, put a little more force on his feet: "I just bully you, what can you do?"

"Duan Lie, let go of Brother Yun Mu!"

Looking at this scene, the petite Ye Yuanyuan rushed over, hugged Duan Lie's leg and pulled it up, hoping to reduce Li Yunmu's weight.

Tears of fear fell from her clear eyes.

"Duan Lie!"

In the distance, a deep voice came, and then, two figures slowly walked out, and they were Wan Cheng and Zhou Mingshan.

"boom!"

Seeing Li Yunmu being trampled under his feet, Wan Cheng was furious. He stamped his feet violently, and his body suddenly shot out like a flying sword, and struck Duan Lie with a fierce punch.

"Bang!"

Not to be outdone, Duan Lie also punched out, and the two fists collided violently. After a brief exchange, both of them stumbled back a few steps, and then staggered to stabilize their bodies.

Because of this, Li Yunmu finally freed himself from Duan Lie's feet and coughed several times with great difficulty. A few strands of blood were mixed in the saliva.

Zhou Mingshan and Ye Yuanyuan helped Li Yunmu stand up and stood behind Wan Cheng, staring at Duan Lie and others with cold and cautious eyes.

The people in Black Wolf Village are really disgusting.

Duan Lie smiled sarcastically and said mockingly: "Wan Cheng, I didn't expect that a turtle like you would actually dare to show up!"

Wan Cheng was not to be outdone and said: "Duan Lie, your mouth is still so powerful. Could it be that you are practicing your mouth instead of your divine power?"

Duan Lie smiled sinisterly and said: "Wan Cheng, I am now in the realm of a superior god. What qualifications do you have to criticize me?"

Wan Cheng sneered: "Whether I am a waste or not, we will find out after the fight."

After finishing speaking, Wan Cheng got ready to fight Duan Lie.

Duan Lie lost his luck, smiled indifferently, and was also ready to start a battle.

"Wan Cheng, I admire you for not overestimating your abilities!"

The next moment, both sides stopped talking nonsense. Divine power surged out of their bodies, and the space seemed to begin to tremble. Immediately afterwards, the two began to fight in close quarters, the wind of fists and palms making a sound.

Looking at this scene, Ling Yun, who was secretly observing in the forest, smiled slightly: "These little brats are really childish."

Gourd felt a little soft-hearted and said: "Dad, they won't be hurt, right? Why don't you stop them? Don't get hurt."

Ling Yun smiled and said: "It's okay, kid. It's okay to fight. Let's watch it for a while, and I will take action later."

As he spoke, Ling Yun enjoyed this scene with relish.

"Boom!"

Duan Lie formed a fist with five fingers and punched out suddenly. The wind of Lie Lie's fist impacted Wan Cheng's body.

When Ling Yun saw the wind-like fist force about to fall on Wan Cheng, his dark eyes suddenly flashed, and his figure appeared around Wan Cheng in an instant.

Ling Yun smiled lightly and said, "It's normal for children to fight, but don't take it seriously."

In his light voice, Ling Yun had already blocked all of Duan Lie's attacks, and then he waved his sleeves, and the fist force in the sky gradually dissipated, and then turned into calm.

Duan Lie's still childish voice came out coldly, and his sharp eyes stared at Ling Yun: "Who are you?"

Ling Yun pointed at himself and introduced himself: "Me? I was just passing by."

As he said that, Ling Yun helped Wan Cheng up, and his palm gently brushed across his wound, and the pain was instantly relieved a lot.

Wan Cheng nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Ling Yun smiled, then looked at Duan Lie calmly, and said: "Little brother, why are you so reckless?"

"Reckless?"

Duan Lie snorted coldly, ignored Ling Yun, looked over his slender body at Wan Cheng behind him, and said with a sneer: "Wan Cheng, is this the reinforcement you asked for? I didn't expect you to be so capable."

Duan Lie shouted angrily: "Okay, then let me blow you both up!"

As soon as the voice fell, Duan Lie rushed out like a mad bull, and attacked Ling Yun directly.

Ling Yun smiled and said: "Little brother, you are a bit violent." As he spoke, Ling Yun grabbed Wan Cheng's shoulder with one hand and retreated behind him, and appeared dozens of feet away in an instant.

"Boom!"

Duan Lie still didn't give up, and rushed towards Ling Yun again.

Ling Yun's burly figure stood still like a mountain standing still in the abyss, and he maneuvered between Duan Lie's fists and palms with ease. At the same time, Ling Yun's voice with a faint smile slowly came out: "Little brother, this strength is not enough, try harder."

"Kill!"

Duan Lie was forced into a panic and attacked more fiercely.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yun frowned slightly. Such a young child was too violent and should be punished a little. Therefore, when Ling Yun maneuvered between Duan Lie's attacks with ease, he made several weak attacks on Duan Lie, causing some injuries to him, which could be regarded as a punishment from You'er.

"Ah!"

Duan Lie's face changed drastically, and his left hand grasped his right wrist. The pain spread all over his body, and even his nerves were a little throbbing. Then he stared at Ling Yun with vigilance and fear, and dared not continue to attack.

Duan Lie shouted angrily: "Wancheng!"

Then he pointed at Lingyun viciously: "And you, wait for me!"

After that, he left in a panic.

At this time, on the top of a mountain, stood an old man in a white robe. The old man's skinny palm gently stroked his beard, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he smiled faintly. He saw everything that happened in the forest just now.

The old man sighed and said faintly: "This kid really made it difficult for me, an old man, to find him."

Baixiang Village.

After Duan Lie left, Lingyun escorted Wancheng and Zhou Mingshan back to Baixiang Village. At Wancheng's invitation, Lingyun and Hulu came to his home.

From a long distance, Wancheng shouted loudly: "Grandpa, I'm back."

The voice was full of excitement.

In the courtyard, a white-haired old man raised his head from his busy work and greeted from a distance: "Xiaocheng." When his eyes fell on Lingyun, his expression suddenly froze for a moment, and then smiled and greeted.

As he approached, Wan Cheng introduced: "Grandpa, this is Brother Ling Yun, and his daughter Hulu."

Wan Cheng looked at Ling Yun and said: "This is my grandfather, the village chief of Baixiang Village."

The old man nodded and smiled, saying: "I am Wan Bangyan."

Ling Yun nodded slightly: "Village Chief Wan."

Wan Cheng explained: "Grandpa, I just met Duan Lie from the Black Wolf Village and almost fell into his hands. It was Brother Ling Yun who saved me."

Hearing this, Wan Bangyan was about to say a few words of gratitude, but Ling Yun interrupted him and waved his hand and said: "Village Chief Wan, you are welcome. I just happened to pass by and helped a little."

Immediately, Ling Yun smiled and stated his purpose: "Village Chief Wan, can you help us find a place to live? We hope to stay here for a while, is that okay?"

Wan Bangyan smiled and agreed: "Of course, follow me."

Ling Yun said: "Thank you."

After turning around several streets, Wan Bangyan led them to an unused courtyard, Pointing to the courtyard, he said, "Just live here, it's relatively clean. There's nothing else in our village, but there are plenty of rooms. You can stay as long as you want."

As he spoke, Wan Bangyan helped open the shackles on the courtyard and led them to visit while saying, "All the villagers in Baixiang Village get along very well. If you need any help, you can find me or the villagers."

Hulu said crisply, "Sorry to bother Grandpa Ye."

Wan Bangyan smiled and said, "Don't bother me, don't bother me. Guests from afar are guests, and this is what we should do. I'll call two people to help you clean up later."

Ling Yun refused and said, "Don't bother Village Chief Wan, I'll do it myself."

Wan Bangyan hesitated, but looking at Ling Yun's firm eyes, he said, "That's it, you guys take a good rest first."

Wan Cheng and Wan Bangyan left together, leaving Ling Yun and Hulu behind. Ling Yun simply cleaned up and then made arrangements to rest early.

On the couch, Ling Yun entered into meditation and practiced, and soon entered a state of fantasy. Now he has touched the threshold of a higher realm, just one opportunity away.

But this opportunity is not so easy to find.

Zhao Yinyang appeared quietly and said in a deep voice: "Lingyun, this kid named Wancheng seems to have an extraordinary identity."

Lingyun asked: "What identity?"

Zhao Yinyang shook his head; "It's hard to say. When I was in the forest today, I sensed a very scary breath from a distance. That person seemed to be coming for Wancheng."

The next morning.

The warm sunlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on Baixiang Village. Under the mottled light spots, Baixiang Village seemed extremely peaceful, with a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

In Wan Bangyan's courtyard, Wancheng sat cross-legged, with his hands in a seal, in a state of meditation. There was a weak but full divine power surrounding him. During his even breathing, a wisp of milky white breath was exhaled. At the same time, the full divine power surrounding him slowly entered his body through his major acupoints, and every wisp of it wandered through his limbs and bones, tempering his body.

Wancheng opened his eyes, feeling the abundant vitality and strength in his body. He smiled heartily, and then said goodbye to Wan Bangyan briefly before going up the mountain to practice.

Wancheng ran to the top of a mountain, shouted a few times at the distant sea of ​​clouds and dense forests, releasing the pressure and suppressed emotions around him.

Soon, he calmed down and began his long day of training. Wancheng cherishes such time very much, because he doesn't like to waste time, not to mention that he still has a lot of things to do.

Wancheng took out a Shinto textbook on boxing!

Boxing, if you want to practice to the peak state, tempering your fist is an indispensable way, but to make boxing perfect without any flaws, you must have the coordination of body skills, and your body is sometimes light and sometimes heavy, so that you can cooperate with boxing and exert the power of boxing to the maximum level.

Therefore, Wancheng began his speed training. He stamped his foot and rushed forward, shuttling through the jungle like a rabbit. At the same time, his eyes suddenly focused, and his fists were wrapped with powerful divine power and he directly smashed at a giant tree.

"Swish!"

Wan Cheng's figure was like a sharp spear.

"Boom boom!"

He punched the giant tree fiercely, with a fierce gust of wind, blowing his hair, and at the same time, there was endless coldness shooting from his fists to all directions.

The next moment, a huge pain came from his fists, his nerves twitched, and the pain swept through his body.

Wan Cheng screamed miserably, and then released more divine power from his body to wrap between his fists, using divine power to warm his fists to achieve the effect of alleviating pain. When his fists are strong enough, he will gradually reduce the consumption of divine power during training until he can completely rely on the power of his fists.

After a few breaths of adjustment, Wan Cheng stood up and continued his difficult training. He was fully focused, and his thin body rushed out, using both fists to punch a giant tree again.