Thinking of this, Mu Yang's mental outlook became different. He began to calm down, then put on his posture, and practiced his fists and feet according to Tian Xinliu's routine.

It’s true that the effect of practicing here is really great. As the vague gas attached to the surface of the body, he practiced almost without any loss.

After practicing Tian Xinliu's martial arts for a long time, Mu Yang felt that his hands and feet were all moving, and then he started practicing qigong again. Practicing here would naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

If the cultivation effect in the outside world is 5, then here, it is at least 15.

A good place, it's a good place. The only disadvantage is that I don't know how to leave.

Sighing regretfully, Mu Yang continued to condense the energy in his body.

At this time, another warm air flowed in his body. He first walked around the internal organs of his body, and then entered every bone of his body along the tendons and veins. But when he heard a crisp sound, every muscle of Mu Yang was trembling slightly.

Next, the energy left the musculoskeleton and returned to the internal organs, and then it seemed to stabilize, moistening every cell in the body with a very sensual rhythm.

Mu Yang was also immersed in this wonderful feeling, and the energy in his body was increasing little by little.

Suddenly, a light of inspiration flashed in my heart.

Mu Yang suddenly thought that he entered this mysterious space because the qi in his body stimulated the depths of consciousness in his brain during his cultivation, thus opening up this space. As for whether this space is his own consciousness space, he doesn't need to worry about it. If he follows this idea, then he will use qi to stimulate the depths of consciousness in this space again, and he will never open up another space.

Thinking of this, Mu Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, and a strong light appeared in his eyes.

Although this kind of behavior is a bit risky, it is better than being trapped here.

Take a risk.

Mu Yang did it as soon as he said that, he immediately sat cross-legged, then adjusted his mindset, carefully controlled a ray of energy to imitate the previous process, and rolled towards his brain.

Peng!! It seemed as if it suddenly penetrated a thick wall. When the aura controlled by Mu Yang rushed into the consciousness space, the mysterious space where his body was now suddenly distorted strangely. Then a dark crack appeared out of thin air, with powerful devouring power, directly sucking Mu Yang's body into it.

After coming back to his senses again, Mu Yang suddenly found that he had returned to his residence in Daqingshan.

Really back!

You can enter and exit that space yourself.

Mu Yang clenched his fists, so excited that he really wanted to shout out loud. Then a deep feeling of fatigue suddenly swept over, his face turned pale, and he collapsed to the ground almost powerlessly.

What's going on! Why do you feel so tired even though you have the strength?

Mu Yang was shocked, and he realized in a flash that although he did not consume physical strength in that space, he consumed his mental power!

In his state, I'm afraid I can't stay in the space for too long! Otherwise, I'll feel like I'm emptied like now...

"Huh!"

At this time, he glanced at the color of the sky. In the dark night, stars shone, and bright starlight hung in the night sky, like beautiful pearls.

"It's actually evening here?"

Mu Yang remembered that it was in the morning when he entered that mysterious space, and then he was trapped in that space for about twenty hours in total. According to the time, it would never be at night when he came out.

"Does the time flow rate of the two spaces be different, just like a spiritual time house?" Such a guess suddenly appeared in the brain, making Mu Yang feel itchy and forgot about his fatigue for a while.

If the time flow rate of the mysterious space in his consciousness is really different from that of the outside world, then he has a lot of room for operation. Mu Yang thinks he should test the same, but it is not now. Now he has to sleep first and nourish his energy.

Sleep when you touch the pillow, and you will have no dreams all night.

Early the next morning, no, to be precise, early morning of the third day. It turned out that Mu Yang lie down and actually slept for two consecutive days!

Fortunately, Mexia was not here, otherwise she would have been visiting her every day, seeing Mu Yang was sleeping, she would probably have a recession again.

Early that morning, the morning sun rose, and Mu Yang found two high incense sticks of the same length from the room, and then lit them, one stick was inserted into the crack of the rock on the ground, and the other stick was held in his hand.

Then, meditate and concentrate, and after a little brewing, open the passage to enter the mysterious space again.

Only with a "huh" sound, Mu Yang's body suddenly disappeared, and about half a stick of incense passed, his body appeared again, but at this time, the high incense he held in his hand had been burned out.

Mu Yang took these two incense sticks for comparison, looked at the high incense stick with only the incense stick in his hand, and then looked at the half-burned one on the ground, and his eyes couldn't help but burst out with gratifying light.

The flow rate of time on both sides is really different. The mysterious space on the other end of consciousness is twice that of the outside world.

That space is indeed his golden finger!

The time flow rate is twice as fast as possible, and to a certain extent, it can make people practice without feeling tired. It is simply a holy place for cultivation.

If Mu Yang, who is new to the world, is still a little doubtful about whether he can gain a foothold in the Dragon Ball World, then now with that acceleration space, Mu Yang is fully confident that he will make a world here.

"Haha, give that space a name first, and it's called 'acceleration space'."

Mu Yang smiled and gave the space a name. It was concise and clear, which was the acceleration of time.

In fact, in Mu Yang's heart, I vaguely felt that the effect of that space should be more than this, and the function similar to the spiritual time house may be just a trivial function of it.

...

In the following days, Mu Yang would still stay in Daqingshan to hone his fists and feet during the day. Once at night, he would enter the "accelerate space", and then use the effect of the acceleration space to wash away the fatigue of his body, and continue to practice seriously in it.

Through the test, Mu Yang found that with his current mental state, he could continue to open up the acceleration space for about three hours, that is, six hours inside. If time exceeds the time, it will cause mental depression, making him feel like he was stepping on cotton, which will not be worth the loss.

Generally, martial artists in this world often only spend a few hours during the day. Those who work hard may also borrow a little time at night, but sufficient rest is essential.

But Mu Yang is different. With the help of accelerating space, he can not only practice during the day, but also have a small stove at night.

It should be said that the rational use of accelerated space for practice is actually equivalent to resting to a certain extent. After this, Mu Yang's real practice time is more than twice as long than ordinary people.
Chapter completed!