One night passed.

In the early morning, the night has not yet faded, and only a hint of whiteness appears in the horizon.

The huge Chengjia Village is still shrouded in a dim light and extremely quiet.

Kara.

Cheng Yuan opened the door and was dressed neatly, carrying a long knife for practice.

Accompanied by the cold morning air, a cold air came towards us.

In this world, ordinary people cannot get up early unless they are strong men with strong bodies and strong qi and blood.

Only when the sun shines on the earth and dispels the dark energy accumulated at night can people and animals start their day of rest and recreation.

Of course, for internal martial artists who have reached the limit of the human body and have a thousand pounds of strength, this yin and dark energy does not have any harm.

Standing outside the house, Cheng Yuan took a deep breath, and the qi and blood in his body were circulating, mixed with the internal strength, and the whole human qi and blood seemed to be as vigorous as a stove.

The feeling of coldness felt by the body quickly melted like snow encountering sunlight.

He turned around and carefully closed the door, so that the cold air would not enter. Then he walked along and soon arrived at the martial arts training ground.

laugh!

Draw the knife and practice the knife.

The sword light is sometimes as sharp as a dragon, sometimes as fast as lightning, majestic, yet subtle and wonderful.

Cheng Yuan integrated his entire soul into the sword technique, concentrating his whole mind, as if he wanted to melt his will into one with the sword.

This is also a preparation for becoming a god.

According to the old clan leader Cheng, there are four major levels for internal martial artists to transform into celestial beings, namely the limit of the body, the peak of qi and blood, the spiritual will, and the inspiration.

The limit of the body refers to an internal force warrior who reaches the limit of the human body, condenses internal strength, and explodes to reach a thousand pounds of force.

The peak of Qi and Blood refers to the youth and middle-aged man who has the strongest qi and blood and the strongest body.

Only by having both can one be qualified to impact the heavenly beings.

The third level, spiritual will, refers to the fact that the spiritual will of a warrior must be extremely strong and firm, so that he can unite essence, energy, and spirit and transform into a heavenly being.

As for the fourth level, if you have a sudden inspiration, it is an indescribable opportunity and becomes the biggest threshold for heaven and man.

Cheng Yuan has been practicing hard in the past three months to maintain the peak of qi and blood and strong spiritual will.

The more he practiced, the more he realized the mysteries of sword techniques. The light and thunder of the sword are gradually improving.

It can be seen that the effect of the drop of pain last night has not completely disappeared.

The sky gradually became brighter, and the sky was already a magnificent scene of half bright white and half gray and blue.

Cheng Yuan, who was intoxicated by cultivation, suddenly felt his mind thrilling, and his muscles, strength, and spiritual will all strangely combined together, and he slashed and slashed.

Huh sneer~!

The sword light passed through the sky, and there seemed to be dazzling marks in my eyes.

The sword swung over and three feet of air marks faintly swept out from the blade!

"This knife!"

Cheng Yuan was surprised by the power of his sword. Suddenly, an admiration came from the entrance of the martial arts training ground.

"Good knife technique!"

This voice is quite rough, but very unfamiliar, unlike the voice of any tribe in Chengjiazhuang.

Cheng Yuan looked back and found a burly and sturdy man standing at the entrance of the martial arts training ground, looking at him with a smile.

The strong man with a beard was wearing a gray cloth dress. Although he was smiling, his face was rough and fierce, but instead gave people a kind of oppressive force.

Cheng Yuan looked at him and instinctively had an intuition that he was definitely not the enemy of this strong man with a beard.

"So strong! Could it be that the martial arts master from Youhe County?"

Chengjiazhuang, even hundreds of miles in a radius, is within the boundary of Youhe County.

There are many powerful martial arts masters in Youhe County, and even the rumored celestial beings.

Cheng Yuan was shocked and subconsciously bowed his hand to the ceremony and asked, "Who is your lord?"

"You young man, you have lived in the village for half your life. Why do you speak the same way as the people in the county?" The strong man with a beard smiled.

Suddenly, a strong and energetic old man walked to the strong man with a beard, with a kind expression and a smile on his eyes, looking at Cheng Yuan: "Ayuan! This person, you should call Uncle Huo."

Old patriarch?

Cheng Yuan was a little aware that the old patriarch should be quite familiar with this strong man, and even greeted the strong man with a beard, "Uncle Huo!"

"This young man in the village has a pretty good talent..." The strong man with a beard nodded casually, then chatted with the old patriarch while leaving.

"Uncle Huo? I have never seen it in the village. Is he an acquaintance of the old patriarch?"

Although Cheng Yuan was a little confused, he no longer thought about it and focused on practicing the knife again.

.........

The old patriarch said that in ten days, it will be the day when the Zhuangzi takes people to Youhe County to participate in the Tianyusi trial.

Therefore, Cheng Yuan did not dare to relax. He devoted himself to cultivation every day, except resting and eating.

Soon, three days passed.

The fourth morning.

Hundreds of men in Chengjiazhuang are now in the martial arts practice field, either holding stone piers, practicing wrestling, or practicing swords and guns.

"Huh! Drink!"

"drink!"

The entire martial arts training ground was filled with shouts and shouts.

Cheng Yuan was still practicing sword skills in the martial arts training field. Some of them were very tired. The man sitting on one side of the martial arts training field couldn't help but praise him while watching Cheng Yuan practice swords.

"A Yuan's sword technique is getting more and more powerful."

"Just last month, I felt that I could still play a few more moves with him, but now I feel that I can't even hold back a single knife!"

The men in Chengjiazhuang practice martial arts all year round, and their swordsmanship and marksmanship are simple and powerful practical ways. They do not look at any tricks when evaluating swordsmanship.

But they could feel that Cheng Yuan's sword skills were so fierce that he was now.

Just as the martial arts training ground was in full swing, two young men rushed in and said nervously: "No, Erleizi was bitten by poisonous creatures in the mountains. At the entrance of the village, he is almost out of breath now!"

"What?"

"Go, go and have a look!"

Many men quickly took their clothes and rushed to the entrance of the village. Someone pulled the two young men and asked, "What poison did they bite?"

"I don't know! It's strange to see the bite marks, and the wound is blue and black."

Cheng Yuan also hurriedly rushed over with a knife on his back.

Every internal martial artist has an extremely sensitive perception of the human body's qi and blood circulation, and internal strength can even suppress it and force some toxins to penetrate.

Some of the other internal martial artists in the village were hunting teams, and they went up the mountain today. Some went to Youhe County and had not returned yet.

There is only Cheng Yuan, an internal martial artist left in the village. He is now the backbone of the clansmen.

When we arrived at Zhuangkou, hundreds of tribe members had gathered here.

"Ayuan is here, let me give in!" An aunt shouted, and everyone quickly gave in.

In the center of the crowd, there were already people in the tribe carrying a quilt to plaster Cheng Erlei. The young sister Cheng Shuang's eyes were red and choking, and she was standing aside.

Cheng Yuan quickly came to Cheng Erlei and saw that his face was dark, his breath was almost gone, and there was a bloody bite mark on his arm.

"What a ice!" He reached out and touched the young man's neck with a tentacle. Cheng Yuan's heart sank. This kind of temperature was almost dead!

"How about the heart meridian?" Cheng Yuan immediately untied the young man's clothes, pressed his hand gently on his heart, and his brows frowned.

Cheng Erlei's heart at this time was completely different from that of ordinary people, and it took him a long time to beat.

Suddenly, a very cold breath rushed into Cheng Yuan's hand at the heart of Cheng Erlei.

Cheng Erlei, who was almost dead, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes dark green and terrifying!

This glance seemed to be from the Netherworld, which directly caused the hair behind Cheng Yuan to explode, feeling the threat of death.

call!

Before everyone could react, "Cheng Erlei" suddenly burst out.

His hands were like sharp claws, and he grabbed Cheng Yuan towards him, like afterimages, and the air was whistling.

Cheng Yuan held this claw with his hands like lightning, and a terrible force surged in, directly knocking him out more than ten steps, and his arms were numb and painful.

"This claw has at least two thousand kilograms of strength!"

Cheng Yuan stared at "Cheng Erlei" tightly, and saw it standing in a stiff and weird posture, with a terrifying cold breath in his eyes, just like that mountain ghost.
To be continued...