Cultivation
Warm sunlight filtering in through the window, the tidy room is patted with sunlight.
In the room, a naked young man sitting cross-legged in a wooden basin, with his hands clasped into a strange mudra before his body. His eyes tightly closed and he breathes steadily and forcefully.
The wooden basin is filled with green water, and the liquid slightly shakes, reflecting an amazing light
The young man's chest rises and falls gently, and his breathe is rhythmic, in his process of cultivation, an airflow rise slowly from the green water liquid in the wooden basin, and finally it flows into the young man's body as he breathes.
With that airflow flowing into his body, it seems that the young boy's childish face suddenly has a sheen like jade.
Seeming to find that the battle Qi in his body is increasing, a smile of relief appears on his face.
Having tasted blood, the young man did not stop though his eyes keep tightly closed, and he keeps the posture of mudra, still concentrated on cultivation and maintaining a best state, continuing to greedily absorb the mild energy in the green liquid.
The green water, staining the young man's skin, flowing into Xiao Yan's body through his pores, recuperating his bones and washing Qi path.
With young man 's seemingly endless absorbing, more and more airflows are drifted out from the water basin, and finally they cover the young man 's naked body like a thin film.
Time slowly passes as Xiao Yan cultivates without sleeping or eating, the sunlight coming in through the window gradually turns dim, and it gets cooler in the room.
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In the wooden basin, the young man whose eyes were tightly closed absorbs the last wisp of airflow into his body, and his eyelashes quivers slightly. A moment later, his black eyes suddenly open.
A white alight flashes through his black pupils as usual, but this time it was mixed with a green color.
Slowly spitting out waste gases from his chest, Xiao Yan blinks glowingly, then he jumps up, letting the cold water trickle down from his body, and lazily he stretched his body, feeling the full battle Qi in his body. The last time he felt this feeling was three years ago. He murmured somewhat intoxicatingly: "With this rate of progress, I'm sure that in two months I will be able to achieve the fifth rank of battle Qi ..."
It has been well half a month since Xiao Yan prepares all the materials he needs last time. During this period, he has experienced a life of only cultivation. Except for the time he spends on eating and toileting, he is always cultivating.
However, although days filled with cultivation were boring, it's nothing for Xiao Yan who has experienced three years of ridicule and disdain.
The ridicule he has suffered for three years made him know how important power can be for a man on this continent.
Although cultivating can be dull and plain, the progress he makes is very satisfactory.
The elixir liquid that Master Yao has made is proven to be of a better effect that even Master Yao himself hasn't expected. Master Yao originally thinks that even with the elixir liquid, it would take Xiao Yan at least one month to reach the fourth rank of battle Qi, but it's surprising that it takes him only half a month.
Even Master Yao can't help feeling surprised by the efficiency Xiao Yan has shown in cultivation. Although Xiao Yan has once experienced this stage, but this cultivation speed is really fast.
It's known to all that the cultivation of battle Qi is slow at first and fast afterwards. The foundation stage is particularly difficult for beginners, and a large number of people spend ten or twenty years on breaking through the tenth rank of battle Qi. Of course, once one becomes a battler, then his cultivation will be greatly accelerated. If one levels up only a rank a year before becoming a battler, he may be able to level up quite a few stars in one year after being a battler.
In one word, Xiao Yan's performance in this half a month is really impressive.
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Climbing out of the wooden basin, Xiao Yan looked back at the green water liquid whose color has faded, which is caused by his absorbing the energy in it. Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly and muttered in a low voice, "Can this still support cultivation for one and half a month?"
Drying the water stains on his body, Xiao Yan casually put on a neat shirt and then climbed on the soft bed and from under the pillow pulls out the iron sheet.
The rust spots on the iron piece have been carefully washed by Xiao Yan, and the sheet is bright, with a dark sheen, looking very mysterious.
In this half a month, in addition to the boring cultivation, Xiao Yan spends the rest of his time on this Xuan-ranked low-level battle skill in this iron sheet.
And during this period, under the guidance of Master Yao , Xiao Yan has gradually learnt a few knacks of this skill, but due to the battle Qi in his body is still woo weak, he never really draws any big things to him, which makes him feel regretted.
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Clamping the iron sheet in his hands, Xiao Yan's eyes slowly close, and along his arm, he lets off his soul power into this black iron sheet.
As Xiao Yan 's breathe become smooth, it gets silent again in the room.
After a long time of silence, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly open, and his right palm curls into the shape of a claw, with the control of consciousness, thin battle Qi quickly flows through several specific Qi path on his palm, and finally spurts out as a suction.
"Bang!"
Xiao Yan points his palm to a blue and white vase on the table, and the vase swings from side to the other, finally falling to the ground into pieces in a crisp sound.
"Alas, though the battle skill is Xuan-ranked, my battle Qi is too weak to make it function." Looking at the mess he has made, Xiao Yan twitches his mouth and mutters helplessly to himself, "It seems that if I want to make a suction strong enough to draw a person to me, a battle Qi of at least the seventh-rank is needed."
"Well, forget it, let's go to the Hall of Battle Skill in our clan to see if there is a low-level battle skill that I can learn, this tractor palm is not that useful for me in short term, and now since I can cultivate battle Qi, I shouldn't cultivate in a silly way as before." Sighing, Xiao Yan climbs out of his bed, and he glances at the black ring in his hand which makes no reaction, and then he pushes the door and walks out.
Narrowing His eyes, after his eyes getting used to the hot daylight, Xiao Yan carefully closes the door behind him and walks towards the backyard leisurely following the gravel path.
Green willow trees are planted on both sides of the gravel path and the lush greenery lifts up people's spirit.
Turning a road, a sound of young girls playing and laughing come from another path.
Disturbed by the sound, Xiao Yan frowns, and when he moves his eyesight to look for where the sound come from, he finds a group of young girls who are walking towards him, laughing delicately.
Surrounded by a few showy girls, a young girl who has a charming face is chuckling. That smile on her face is so flirtatious that of the young girls on her side are overshadowed
This young girl is exactly Xiao Mei, who has pushed herself forward at the quiz on the square a few days ago.
Blandly glancing at this beautiful young girl who used to follow his side all day and call him cousin, a touch of ridicule flashes through Xiao Yan's face. Gently shaking his head, Xiao Yan turns his eyesight away.
When Xiao Mei walks to the end of the path, her laughter suddenly weakened because she saw the young man on her left.
Sunshine spilled from the sky, shining on the young man who rests his arms behind his head, and the thin smile on his face is distinctly charming.
With her eyes of a breathtaking beauty staring at the young man who comes up close, Xiao Mei is trancelike when she sees the smile of ridicule at the corner of Xiao Yan's month.
Three years ago, this kind of smile can often be seen on his face.