"This is the seal set by grandpa."
Yang Qingxuan sighed, looking a little lonely, and thought to himself: "Grandpa is so confused, we have lived together for fifteen years, and this small house is our home. Once he leaves, I will be left alone and alone again gone."
He stood outside the door for a while, read the letter a few times, and thought: "Grandpa didn't let me go looking for him, naturally it was because I was not strong enough and I was afraid of danger. So, he must have gone Dangerous place!"
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "No, I must go to him! But I am afraid that my current strength can only be a burden, and I don't know what the 'heavenly power' that my grandfather said is. To become a Yellow Turban Warrior, you must first condense your own martial soul."
After all, Yang Qingxuan is a man who once stood on the top of the earth. He does things carefully and is not easy to be impulsive.
He picked up the yellowed "Six Sun Palms" and carefully flipped through it: "Six Sun Palms, elementary martial arts of the Xuan level, yang to strength, infinite power..."
Time passed quickly, and Yang Qingxuan stood there motionless, frowning until the light dimmed and it was dusk.
But with his eyesight, he can naturally see things at night without affecting his reading.
Yang Qingxuan devoted himself to the comprehension of the "Six Yang Palms", standing there like a sculpture, until the next morning, when a ray of morning light shone on him, he slowly closed the book.
"This martial skill doesn't have much mystery, but it's simple and direct, fierce and domineering, and can maximize the strength of the whole body. Compared with the subduing dragon palm method, it is less fancy, but it is more powerful."
When Yang Qingxuan was on Earth, he had a deep study of many martial arts. This was the first time he studied martial arts in this world, and he quickly discovered the great difference between the two.
Restricted by the rules of heaven and earth on the earth, one can only cultivate to the tenth level of Qi Wu at most, so a large number of martial arts are also created for the Qi Wu realm.
But this "Six Yang Palm" can exert the power above the Qi Wu realm.
Yang Qingxuan put away the book, and followed the "Six Yang Palm" exercise route to let the energy flow in his body. His hands formed a complex handprint in front of him.
With the start of the first pose, the energy in the whole body seems to be drawn, and it frantically gathers towards the palm. The momentum on his body suddenly changed, and an extremely hot breath spread around.
Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed drastically. He already felt the extreme extraordinaryness of this move, but the fatal thing was that, just as he started, all the energy in his body was drained, and he was no longer able to maintain the palm print.
In a haste, he slapped out the unfinished palm technique!
"Boom!"
A huge palm print appeared on a big tree in front of it, and it broke off immediately, and a fire ignited from the palm print, instantly burning the whole tree to ashes.
There was horror in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, he didn't expect the power of this palm to be so terrifying!
Moreover, it is still an unfinished palm, if the power of this palm is fully released, what kind of terrible effect will it produce? I'm afraid that the tanks on the earth can be blown up.
However, with his current cultivation base, it is impossible to fully display the "Six Sun Palms".
Even if it is only partially used, the meridians in the body will have a burning feeling, as if being scratched by a sharp knife. Yang Qingxuan knew that his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't bear the force of the palm force.
"It seems that the root of everything is my lack of strength. I must improve my cultivation as soon as possible, condense my martial soul, and cultivate this 'Six Yang Palm' before I can go find my grandfather and reveal my life experience."
After thinking about it, he turned around and went back to the dilapidated house. After a while, he packed his bags and ran towards the college.
Now Yang Zhao left without saying goodbye, he was left alone, there was no need to stay in this dilapidated hut anymore, Yang Qingxuan planned to live in the school directly.
Running all the way, they soon came to the school district.
The gate of the college is made of exquisite white jade. Two colors of jade form the inner and outer double-door structure. The four gilt characters of "Tiancong Academy" are inlaid on the door, revealing an awe-inspiring aura that makes people unable to look directly at it.
In front of the door was an open space. Apart from the students who were coming and going, there were more than ten or twenty people gathered there, looking around.
Yang Qingxuan ran to the door and saw Xue Hao, Hu Ding and Zhou Cang at a glance. Hu Ding and Zhou Cang had gloomy faces and looked around, while Xue Hao was pale and his eyes were dull, with a look of resentment in his eyes from time to time.
"There he is!"
Hu Ding saw Yang Qingxuan for a moment, and shouted loudly, his voice was full of excitement, anger, murderous intent, and ferocity.
"Wow!"
A dozen or twenty people all dispersed, and rushed over in an instant, surrounding Yang Qingxuan. These people are the warriors of Xue, Hu, and Zhou Zhou's family.
Pointing at Yang Qingxuan, Zhou Cang gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "Yang Qingxuan! It was hard for us to find you. The humiliation we suffered the day before yesterday will be repaid to you a hundred times today!"
Yang Qingxuan became alert in his heart. There were nineteen people in total, most of them were masters at the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm, but there were also six people who were unfathomable, and they should have reached the Spirit Martial Realm.
He sneered and said: "It seems that the three of you still haven't learned how to say five words, four beauties and three warm things. Am I going to use a knife to carve these words into your bones so that you won't forget them?"
Seeing his cold smile, Zhou Cang and Hu Ding couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, even sweaty palms, feeling a little bit of fear.
The two looked at each other, their faces turning pale. Surrounded by so many family powerhouses, no matter how powerful he is, Yang Qingxuan can only die, and he can't help but feel ashamed and angry at his timidity.
"Bold!"
An old man with a long beard shouted angrily: "You villain, the grandson of a garbage man, dare to hurt my Zhou family. Today I must break your limbs, and then I will make you kneel down and kowtow a hundred heads to apologize!"
Yang Qingxuan's face turned cold, and murderous aura burst out of his eyes.
Although the old man's strength was unfathomable, such vicious words aroused his murderous intent.
On Earth, he went through life and death all the way to the top, and met too many opponents stronger than him, but in the end, they all fell in front of him and became his stepping stones to the top.
Although the difference in cultivation is important, life and death in battle are also closely related to many factors such as perseverance, Taoism, wisdom, martial skills, weapons, etc. A real master is not only the best in cultivation, but also the best use of every factor.
"That's too cheap for him!"
A middle-aged man with a bearded face yelled violently: "My family Xue Hao was kicked into pieces by him, and his life is ruined! I want to tear his body into ten thousand pieces, peel the skin and knock out the marrow, so that I can vent my hatred!"
The middle-aged man was Xue Hao's father. He stared at Yang Qingxuan resentfully, and the anger in his eyes was enough to burn Yang Qingxuan to death.
(end of this chapter)