A golden full moon hung in the deep blue night sky, and the moonlight like water enveloped the forest. But in the town on the edge of the forest, the bright moonlight was driven away by colorful lights.

Light or dark, red and yellow lights decorate the town.

Several main streets were filled with the giggles of beauties, the scattered talks of fierce men, the angrily rebukes of barbarians, and the solicitation of merchants...

The noisy crowds, blurred lights, and noisy sounds create a rich nightlife in the town. Various sounds and lights flow everywhere in the town.

But—not all places are so lively.

North corner of town.

There are three old bungalows in a secluded courtyard with faint lights in the house.

Under the light, He Qihuan sat cross-legged, recalling the passing of hunting during the day these days. He fell into deep thought from time to time, and waved his hands a few times. He was reflecting on how to use the martial arts taught by the two elders to be more effective.

After a while, his hand was like a knife and his fingers were like a sword, and he used a few devil's hands;

After a while, his palm was like the wind and his fist was like a hammer, and he used two compassionate hands;

After a while, he sat withered and thought deeply as an old monk;

All kinds of tempting sounds floated outside the window, but for him, there was no temptation. Although he was still a 17-year-old boy. This was the age when he loved the fun, He Qihuan was immersed in his own world at this moment and was happy.

Suddenly, Shangguan Ren's voice came from a room on the left:

"All weapons are extensions of human organs! For example, the move of the young man in the White Clothing Castle, "The Sunset in the Long River" by the long sword, can be transformed from the eighth style of the Demon Hand, "Wave the Palm and Break the Clouds". Remember! The key points of each move must be mastered. The specific shape can be changed according to specific needs, and there is no need to be too conscientious about the shape."

"Learn to learn the Demon Hands and you won't be afraid of traveling all over the world! You must understand it well!"

Shangguan Ren's summary of such a high-eyed attitude than the sky, he also has the qualification to high-eyed attitude than the sky.

Then, Wuchen's voice came immediately in the room on the right:

"Pursuing the sharpness of weapons is only a bad strategy, and only pursuing the strength of body like weapons is also a bad strategy. Let's talk about swords. If you cannot practice swords from human beings and swords to the unity of human beings and swords, you will always fall into the inferiority. But this is not the highest level. If you want to practice again, then I am the sword and the sword is me."

"I am a sword, is it me?" He Qihuan repeated, and then asked, "So, is this the highest level of sword practice?"

"No," Wu Chen continued, "The highest level should be: I am everywhere, swords everywhere, swords everywhere, swords are swords, and I am me." Wu Chen sighed, "It's a pity that even I can't reach this level."

Shangguan Ren interrupted: "No one in this continent has done this."

He Qihuan asked: "So may this exist?"

"Maybe!" The two old men said in unison. They stopped and Wuchen said, "That is the Daluo Golden Immortal in the Immortal Realm."

For a moment, the three of them fell into silence, and only the faint candlelight swayed in the boundless darkness, as if they wanted to tell the mystery of the existence of somewhere in the world.

Wuchen continued: "Compassionate hands are the most capable of practicing mind. You must experience it well. Only by understanding the mystery of heaven and earth and improving your artistic conception can one leap to another level that is superior to others."

Thinking about the words of the two old people, He Qihuan once again entered meditation and reflection.

The demon hands should focus on the gods, and they can transform into shapes, and their limbs can imitate various weapons and tricks, thus creating the world and creating endless power.

The compassionate hand should focus on the mind, use the mind to lead the energy, use the energy to transform the realm, and turn decay into magic. Thus, create a world with infinite mystery.

The two old kung fu have magical skills. Although they have similarities, they also have biases. For example, Shangguan Ren emphasizes ** practice on the basis of practicing Qi, while Wuchen emphasizes the practice of soul consciousness on the basis of practicing Qi.

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I have nothing to say when practicing overnight.

The next morning, He Qihuan walked out of the room and took a deep breath at Dongfang's pale white Chen Ai.

A new day has begun.

Wuchen's words came from the room on the right: "Be careful, go all the way."

Have a good journey? He Qihuan said intimately: Grandpa Buddha, how can you not say that? Is this a curse or a blessing?

Shangguan Ren's voice also came from the room on the left: "Boy, today's homework - memorize, come to the forest purpose."

Seeing that He Qihuan was a little hesitant, Shangguan Ren taught a lesson: "Be vigilant and practice indecisive."

So He Qihuan straightened his body and said unto his words: "The purpose of coming to the forest is to practice more and improve the means of saving lives; the second is to check human nature and understand whether the theory is correct; the third is to practice the theory appropriately, and the fourth is to protect personal secrets..."

Shangguan Ren said: "Well, yes. Especially the first one. It must be strengthened. I haven't seen a boy like you, his body, consciousness, and martial arts level, but when you really start, you are even worse than a level nine warrior. Come on."

"Yes, I remember it." He Qihuan said loudly.

Growth is everyone's dream.

The forest, the ancient pines and cypresses and the green vines and grass complement each other.

From the edge of the forest, He Qihuan walked steadily step by step. Outside, a few ambushed monsters smelled He Qihuan's smell and slipped in horror. He Qihuan smiled and walked towards the depths.

After crossing a mountain, he entered another new world. The trees were obviously much thicker than those outside. He Qihuan carefully groped inside.

With a loud roar, the strong wind in the forest suddenly burst out, and a four-meter-long black cat rushed out. Its green eyes were shining with cold light, staring at He Qihuan hatred, its shiny hair was tightly attached to its strong body, and its sharp teeth exposed by its wide mouth flashed with a white and cold light. The claws on its soles were half a foot long, just like holding five sharp daggers.

"Oh, brother, I met again." He Qi said with a smile.

This demon cat was the demon cat he met when he first entered the forest. That time he was fucked by the demon cat, and the demon cat escaped without hesitation.

It's a good time to check my progress. But... this demon cat seems to have grown a little bigger.

The black cat leaned over and stared at He Qihuan tightly. This time, He Qihuan was not busy and rushed to attack, but also stared at the demon cat calmly.

The black demon cat also recognized He Qihuan and thought to himself: Hehe, you are unlucky this time. I have just advanced from level 3 to level 4, and my ability has improved a lot! Last time there was no way to do anything to you, but this time I will make you broken into pieces and become my lunch.

One man and one beast confronted each other through a small grassland.

Monsters are divided into nine levels. Among them, the first and second levels of monsters are equivalent to the first to fifth level of warriors among human warriors, and the third and fourth levels of monsters are equal to the seventh level of warriors. Now this black demon cat has been upgraded to level 4 and can compete with the eighth level of warriors. Naturally, I think it can ravage He Qihuan. The poor monster only saw He Qihuan's performance when he first entered the forest, and I don't know He Qihuan's true level.

Finally, the black demon cat couldn't help it anymore. Perhaps it was full of confidence in itself and launched an attack for the first time.

The black cat screamed, and its body suddenly bounced up like a tightened bow. When it was in the air, it twisted like lightning, and its left claw hit He Qihuan's forehead and its right claw hit He Qihuan's throat.

He Qihuan took a breath, and his body suddenly retreated and slid like a light wind, flashing away the demon cat's attack.

The demon cat's claws fell into the air and twisted like lightning again. The body rushed forward again. The sharp left claw and right claw stroked He Qihuan's throat and forehead again.

He Qihuan retreated again with lightning...

The demon cat twisted its spring-like waist in the air, and then moved like black lightning, and its shiny claws bounced towards He Qihuan's forehead again...

The black demon cat thought: I can twist nine times in the air. It depends on when you retreat. There will be trees behind you immediately, hehe...

He Qihuan retreated again with lightning, but this time he retreated, his hand was done...

A black, slightly curved wooden stick suddenly appeared in front of the black cat's forehead...

Now the black cat either retracts his claws to block the stick or bumps into it.

Although it is a broken firewood stick, it is filled with He Qihuan's strong true energy, just like a heavy iron stick.

The demon cat had no choice but to twist its spring-like waist in the air, and retreated instead of moving forward. At the same time, the claws retracted in lightning, blocking the wooden stick.

Taking this opportunity, He Qihuan launched an attack. While the demon cat used its claws to resist the wooden stick, he flew up and kicked the black cat's abdomen. At this time, the black cat's front paws were sealed, so he had to twist his body and swing his long tail forward to block He Qihuan's kicking right leg. At the same time, he used this force to pull his body and flew back desperately.

So one person and one cat started fighting like this.

The black cat became more and more frightened: This...this...this kid hasn't seen him for so many days, so amazing, I just advanced! Has he advanced too?

"The hands are two doors, and they all rely on their feet to hit people. I turned a stick into a hand, wrapped around the black cat, and tried to attack with my feet." He Qihuan thought while doing it. The stick in his hand turned into a wall, sealing the demon cat's attack, and his legs spread out like a storm. For a moment, He Qihuan's legs were shattered from the black demon cat in all directions with the sound of the wind.

The black demon cat retreated repeatedly, dodging left and right, but was still hit by a leg, thrown heavily on the ground like a broken sack, causing dust to fly all over the sky.

The black cat roared, jumped up again, and killed him again without consent...

"I will turn a stick into a sword, try it." He Qihuan let out a long roar and also faced the black. The stick in his hand turned into shadows of long swords, poking the demon cat's body without any shame...

The demon cat used four claws and hands and feet together, with tail and mouth to help each other, but it still blocked this end and leaked the other end.

Although He Qihuan only had a stick in his hand, he danced like millions of long swords flying in the air, spinning around the black demon cat, and stabbing it in whenever he had the chance!

The poor black cat finally couldn't resist the attack of the sword. The beautiful fur on its body was poked like a sieve, and blood was sprayed out.

The black demon cat was scared and finally found another opportunity to escape.

He Qihuan laughed loudly. He did not chase the black demon cat. If he intentionally killed it, the black cat would not be able to escape. His excitement was to verify that his practice had achieved obvious results in the past few days. He could move towards a deeper forest.

He Qihuan roared to the sky, and there was a little more arrogant look in the roar, which made some low-level beasts in the nearby forest immediately lie on the ground in the roar, trembling all over, which was a kind of trembling from the soul.

This is the roar of the Supreme Demon King.

He Qihuan has made progress. His martial arts can completely control the level 4 monster, which means he has truly reached the level 8 of the warrior.

Looking at the depths of the dark forest, He Qihuan said loudly:

Level 5 monster, I'm here.

Warrior level 9, I'm here.
Chapter completed!