The top of the mountain, where the flames were originally rising, gradually cooled down and the flames receded. Except for some residual temperature, it was completely different from what Fei Yang had seen before, giving people a feeling of being separated from the world. vertex

Holding the stone sword drawn from the top of the mountain, Fei Yang was confused.

Vaguely, he felt that he seemed to have a lot of memories and knowledge that did not belong to him.

But after thinking about it, I couldn't find any clues.

It's like having an impressive dream. Everything that happened in the dream still has some vague feelings, but I really want to distinguish it carefully, but I can't get the answer at all.

This made Fei Yang feel a little discouraged.

The top of the mountain was no longer covered with terrifying flames, and Fei Yang was inevitably a little uneasy.

He didn't forget that just outside Jiaoshan, there was a ferocious storm-maned tiger squatting, and he was forced into the cliff by such a fierce beast.

Pulling out the stone sword from the boulder was just a critical moment, an instinctive attempt.

Adjusting his breathing and concentrating, Fei Yang mobilized the power of blood in his body.

After a while, Fei Yang opened his eyes in surprise.

"The speed of cultivating blood energy has accelerated, my bloodline seems to have been purified, and I can obtain more inheritance from my ancestors!"

The earlier Blood Rage Knights used a technique passed down from generation to generation to inherit the huge power they had accumulated.

After this kind of inheritance, the network formed is extremely huge, and it is no longer an independent individual and can be fully received.

Therefore, based on the blood rage knight, more cultivation methods have been reproduced.

The source of power is those ancestors who have passed away and left behind their power.

The one who accepts the power is the inheritor of the bloodline.

The purer the bloodline, the stronger the bloodline inheritance power obtained, turning it into a special energy that runs through the veins of the whole body.

The current human race believes that this is a kind of blood power.

But standing high enough, you can recognize that this is not blood at all but belief.

I believe in ancestors and blood, so with this belief, it has accumulated between heaven and earth over time, gathering a huge amount of energy.

And how much power can be extracted from this energy group for one's own use depends on some more mysterious and mysterious marks, absolute belief in self, and comprehensive factors such as inheritance of special exercises like opening secrets, etc. It is not simple Bloodline purity can be determined.

The current human race, on the path of blood rage knight, although the progress is correct, but there is a big deviation in understanding.

Of course it cannot be said to be wrong.

From the perspective of the most macroscopic universe, there is no point of view in this world that is absolutely wrong.

Because its appearance and existence itself represent a kind of refraction of the rules of the universe. And the concept that is recognized, will appear, can not be regarded as a mistake.

Fei Yang was a little excited that his strength had grown to a certain extent.

However, the swelling of the muscles in his body told Fei Yang that he could not continue to draw strength to improve his body and the power of qi and blood.

That being the case, Fei Yang began to practice boxing.

The boxing method Fei Yang practiced is called Blood-moving Boxing. Although it is a big-road stuff, because Fei Yang's family has made certain deletions and modifications according to the characteristics of the family's blood, it is not the same as the blood-moving boxing of the outside world.

In any case, this is also the only boxing technique that Fei Yang will have.

Because of his impure blood, he was destined to have little potential for development. Fei Yang's status in the family, not to mention despicable, was not anywhere near as high, so he was better than those servants.

With the flow of energy, some of the moves that Fei Yang thought were too fancy, had new functions. There was a rhythm between each move, which was obviously a boxing technique that had been tempered by countless ancestors.

"It is said that every major martial arts is a hidden peerless martial arts. Could it be the same with moving the blood fist?" Fei Yang couldn't help but mutter to himself. After all, the adventure of not figuring out the purpose made him have some very different expectations for himself.

"The changes of the blood-moving boxing are all between the movement and the movement. Movement is the potential, and it is also our body. Fortune is the energy and the soul. It is the limit of this boxing technique to train the body and the soul very well. It is to let us know our own body like the back of the hand, so that we can send and receive from our hearts. Although it is a good boxing method to lay the foundation, it is not a unique skill. A boxing method is too rigid and strict, although it is suitable for countless people, but it also loses its importance. Features, but moves without features can't become a unique skill at all." A clear voice sounded from behind Fei Yang.

"Which one is it again!" Fei Yang put away his fists, his whole body tense like a cheetah.

"Let's follow the wind in Xialiu! Pass by in the middle of the night, ask for a place to rest!" A young man in white walked in lightly, looking very elegant. However, his name seems to be insincere.

What Liu Suifeng and Lord Grim, these types of names have long been used badly in some chivalry books, and they probably have a little more sincerity than Zhang San and Li Si.

Fei Yang's eyes swept over him quickly.

"Shanshui fan, jasper pendant, hosta, white clothes, white shoes, and a flamboyant gold and bronze sword!" At first glance, he was a son of a nobleman, with an extraordinary net worth~lightnovelpub.net~ Feeling Fei Yang's eyes full of meaning, he The white-robed young man who called 'Liu Suifeng' gently shook his fan, but his eyes naturally slid over the stone sword on Fei Yang's waist.

I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and went to the old forest in the deep mountains to find a place to rest.

This kind of lousy excuse, even the new readers can't be fooled!

Fei Yang does not have a high IQ, and is not a player of the wisdom flow.

But not so stupid as to believe what other people say.

He was just a lonely Fei family, an inconspicuous descendant of impure blood, who didn't have such a big face, and attracted such a person to visit in the middle of the night.

With that said, Fei Yang tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand.

A stream of warm energy was coming from the hilt of the sword, which made Fei Yang even more convinced that what he got was a treasure.

"You know what? You're really lucky." Liu Suifeng in white sighed when he saw Fei Yang's guarded expression, then took a step back, expressing that he was not hostile.

"This is a sword of the brave! Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the human race used this sword to kill an evil dragon." Liu Suifeng seemed to be doing it on purpose. Itchy teeth.

"Evil dragon?" Fei Yang asked suspiciously.

Liu Suifeng said maliciously and slowly: "Yes! Evil dragon! Right at your feet, you pulled out the sword that killed it or sealed it. It will be resurrected soon."

Fei Yang's heart skipped a beat, although he didn't know if what the other party said was true or not, but if it was true, then he would be in a big trouble.

But listening to Liu Suifeng, he smiled again: "Of course this is a lie to you, even the oldest ancient dragon cannot be stabbed into the head by a stone sword that penetrated the will of the ancient warriors, and suppressed after a thousand years. , still retains its vitality.”

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