"cough……"

A light cough sounded in the room, with a slight sense of pain in the sound. Then a blood man slowly started from the ground, looking around with a little confused eyes, and then a smile appeared on his slightly stiff face, but it gave people a very cunning feeling.

"I'm not dead?"

Yang Shaohua pinched his arm hard, and the pain made his nerves more and more excited. This time, he was a blessing in disguise, not only did he not die, but his strength broke through to the seventh grade. This really made him excited. Now even if he met Yang Bin, he would dare to fight him. If he met that combat maniac...

I hurriedly stood up from the ground, checked and found that there was no change in my body. I almost made him jump up. Looking at his body's appearance, I hurriedly took a shower. When I came out, I found that the outside was slightly brighter. It was the second day. Looking at the world outside, I took a deep breath, took out a bundle of red scrolls from the corner, carried a bamboo cage, and lifted a hatchet to walk outside.

There were no people along the way, and no one would wake up at this time even in ordinary shops, so the journey was strangely quiet. However, for Yang Shaohua, he was used to it. He had been so early every day for more than five years, so he could find the direction of the way even with his eyes closed.

After arriving at the location, a trace of white belly appeared in the sky, and the earth was no longer as dark as before. Looking at the morning glow of the sky, Yang Shaohua shook his head, put the tool aside, took out the bundle of scrolls from his arms, and then slowly opened it. This was the Crazy Demon Slash I had obtained in the Library before.

With his current strength, he can practice completely, and without any concerns, and he felt excited when he thought of this.

The Crazy Demon Slash had just a few short words: "If you can't become a madman, you will become a demon." Looking at these people, Yang Shaohua scratched his head, but he didn't react for a while. The master of this martial arts was really unique. Others would never become a demon and become a god. This guy is so good that he can't become a madman, and none of these two are good.

Although he thought so in his heart, it did not stop him from walking. He continued to look back. The Crazy Demon Slash was divided into four levels, but only the first two levels are recorded here. When it reaches the third level, the scroll seemed to have been torn apart by a person.

However, a few words were vaguely seen in the tearing place. The first two major achievements were comparable to the fourth-grade martial arts. When Yang Shaohua saw these words, he took a deep breath of cold air.

"The first two great perfections can match the fourth-level martial arts? If the fourth level is fully displayed, then what level is this martial art? However, Qing'er also said that this scroll is only a third-level martial art. Haven't anyone who practices see those words?"

Yang Shaohua looked at the scroll in a daze, shook his head helplessly after a moment, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"It's really a lack of human heart. It's great that I can practice the first level to perfection now!"

After teasing himself in his heart, Yang Shaohua walked out of his thoughts, looked at the blue sky, sat cross-legged, and kept adjusting his breathing to a certain peak.

In the jungle, Yang Shaohua's closed eyes suddenly opened, jumped up, jumped up from the ground, grabbed the hatchet beside him, and lifted it up. The tight hatchet was slightly awkward and kept waving the crazy sword technique in the air.

With the slow formation of sword technique, the power of the martial soul in Yang Shaohua's body began to wander in the meridians, and then it emitted waves of fluctuations. However, this fluctuation was very light and disappeared in a flash.

When the fluctuations disappeared, Yang Shaohua stopped the movements in his hand and shook his head helplessly. After a period of practice, although he forced the steps of the sword technique, it is still quite difficult to achieve the power of the martial soul and sword technique at the same time, and it requires more practice. No matter what, the Crazy Sword Technique is also a level three martial art. If you practice it so easily, it will not become a level three martial art.

"I once heard Qing'er say that those who practice Crazy Demon Slash are either crazy or go crazy. Why has I practiced for so long without anything wrong? Is the problem lies in the second level of the earth? But if you turn the second level of Liancheng, then Crazy Demon Slash is a level four martial art. Even if you can't reach Level four, it is still the peak level three. Should you learn it?"

Thinking of this, Yang Shaohua frowned slightly, and he spat a deep breath of turbid air. He couldn't help but touch his forehead. This was indeed something that gave him an extremely headache. He believed that Qing'er would not lie to him, and no old man would lie to him.

Thinking of this, he felt a little depressed, and he found that he could not get out of it for a while.

"Forget it, the soldiers come to block the water and soil. Let's take a look at it. If not, it's good if you don't practice!"

After thinking about it, Yang Shaohua had a certain conclusion in his mind. If this bundle of scrolls falls into the hands of others, I will not talk about whether I will practice it, but I will go crazy when I hear the fourth-level martial arts practice.

He inserted the hatchet on the ground, closed his eyes slightly, slowly activated the power of the martial soul in his body. Then a ray of elixir light formed in the palm of his palm. A faint light wrapped the palm, but it was impossible to break through the constraints of the palm, because Yang Shaohua's strength now can make the power of the martial soul stay in the palm for a longer time, but it cannot allow him to break out of his body because he has not reached that kind of strength.

He took a deep breath, took a look at the time, and carried a bamboo basket to walk down the mountain.

In the following month, Yang Shaohua rarely appeared in everyone's sight, and he couldn't even eat lunch. His figure slowly faded out of everyone's sight. Many people were strange at first, but in the end they became accustomed to it. However, Yang Shaohua put all his time on cultivation and left Yang's mansion before dawn every morning and came back late at night. If he could see others, the only guards of the Yang family came.

However, under his practice of forgetting to eat and sleep, the effect was extremely obvious. Half a month ago, he got another herb. However, this time he did not take it like last time, just took it. The feeling of explosive body really made him unable to accept it. In this way, the martial soul power in his body grew a lot, and it was several times more powerful than before. The martial soul power in it was also much stronger. If judged by its strength, he has now reached the eighth level.

The increase in strength has made Yang Shaohua's understanding of the Crazy Demon Slash much stronger. It can even be said that he has already mastered the key points of the Crazy Demon Slash in this month. If the Yang family knew about this, he would definitely say that this was really a little monster. It took a full year for a young master to practice the Crazy Demon Slash to be able to master the initial key points of the Crazy Demon Slash.

Of course, Yang Shaohua naturally didn't know that after initially mastering the sword technique, he became much more proficient in the use of the power of martial souls. Gradually, the two became very tacit understanding. However, Yang Shaohua did not practice the second level. Not to mention that his strength is a little low now and cannot activate the power of martial souls in his body. The second is Qing'er's words, which made him feel a little scared. After practicing the first level for so long, he still didn't find anything, so he put the accident on the second level, which is why he didn't contact the second level.

No matter what, after this month of hard work, the rewards received are still very profound.

In the dense forest, Yang Shaohua sat on the trunk of the giant tree, his eyes closed, his body smelled of sweat, and some undry sweat stains on his body. There were no need to think that this must be the result of his just-exercising.

However, when Yang Shaohua was sitting quietly, a trace of spiritual power surged around him, surrounding him, and poured into his body along his hair mouth, nourishing his flesh and blood.

However, this spiritual power, which was like stream water, could not meet Yang Shaohua's needs at all. He turned his palms into his mouth and put them in his mouth, and then gently stewed them. As the fruit entered the body, the thick medicinal power exploded in his body and flowed away into his limbs, making him feel a sense of comfort.

The medicinal power was nourishing his internal organs and lungs, and then turned into spiritual power and gushed away towards the power of the martial soul.

The spiritual power in the body gathered more and more, and it was like the power of the ascetic monk's martial soul trembled slightly. Then the power of the martial soul began to flow towards the abdomen along the meridians. However, after wandering in the meridians for a while, he encountered an invisible barrier, blocking the way of the martial soul power. He watched the power of the barrier violently impacted for a moment, but it did not work, and finally gave up.

"I think that barrier is the Dantian barrier. If it can be broken, it can successfully reach the level of an eighth-grade martial artist, so that the power of the martial soul will take root again, thereby stabilizing the cultivation level and laying a solid foundation! Only when the martial soul is reached can the martial soul be awakened can we communicate better with it!"

Yang Shaohua whispered softly. If the power of martial souls is rooted in the Dantian, it will reach the level of a ninth-grade martial artist. However, it seems that it will take time, but this is also good news for him. From a seventh-grade martial artist to a eighth-grade martial artist in one month, this speed is very good for him. Compared with a ninth-grade martial artist, he is not as anxious as before. The ninth-grade martial artist is different from the sixth-grade breakthrough to the seventh-grade. If it takes a lot of spiritual power and spiritual medicine to break through the seventh-grade, then the ninth-grade still needs the precipitation of time.

He grabbed the hatchet beside him and jumped up on the tree trunk. His face did not change at all. He held the hatchet in his hands tightly and kept waving in the air. A faint invisible and special momentum spread around him.

In just a few breaths, the hatchet had been waving back and forth in the air for several times. However, just as he cut down with a knife, the power of the martial soul in his body came out silently along the meridians and gathered directly towards the hatchet. Not long after, the entire hatchet was completely wrapped in light.

"cut!"

Looking at the sword light that was getting stronger and stronger, Yang Shaohua shouted, and the knife suddenly slashed at the giant tree surrounded by seven or eight people.

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