It has been raining for several days, and it finally stopped temporarily today.
The sky, which was originally very blue, seemed to have been washed away from all impurities, making people look refreshed.
The rain in the past few days seems to have taken away all the heat and replaced it with coolness, and replaced it with a freshness that makes people take a second and third breath after taking one breath.
Chang Yansong stood in the pavilion.
It’s still that pavilion.
It's still him.
But everything is a little different.
These days, Chang Yansong is experiencing both pain and happiness.
Needless to say, I am happy. My cultivation level has suddenly increased a lot. I have left several friends who were at the same level as me before so vigorously behind me. It feels like I am condescending...
Really, it’s so cool!
The protagonist in the storybook is called "Leng Qingyun", not "Dugu Qiubai", nor "Dongfang Bubai", nor "Long Aotian", but Chang Yansong at this time does have a "high place"
The feeling of "I can't stand the cold".
In the past, at Juxing Tower, after his simple morning exercises every morning, he would [.] compete with a few friends.
In other words, this kind of competition is also part of the morning exercise.
The method of sparring is fists and kicks, straight back and forth, you come and I go. This kind of sparring can best reflect each other's level. Therefore, it is also widely used by the children of the family.
Who is afraid of whom?
Everyone has been through open frame training since childhood.
As long as their cultivation levels are similar, it should be said that they can basically play some rounds.
It's close, it won't fall down as soon as it goes up.
If you are better, your advantage will not be so great that you can knock down your opponent in one fell swoop.
Such situations are too rare!
But these days, Chang Yansong's friends were dumbfounded when they competed again, and some of the elders who were also in the martial arts training ground were also dumbfounded.
Friend A, who was equal in strength to him in the past, was knocked to the ground by him in just five rounds.
Partner B, who used to be slightly stronger than him, was knocked to the ground after eight rounds.
Little Partner C used to be much weaker than him in strength, but he could still survive dozens of moves, and sometimes he could even survive a hundred moves. But at this moment, when the two of them looked at each other and tapped their hands and feet, this little friend
His partner was knocked down directly by him.
This makes no sense!
Then the elders come on stage.
They are all familiar elders, and the span of their cultivation ranges from the great achievement of Qi Condensation to the great achievement of Tongmai.
One elder after another took turns, repeatedly, and again, and finally, the result was that Chang Yansong's current combat strength was probably between the second and third levels of Tongmai.
Anyway, when he condenses his energy, he is almost invincible.
Even those who have just been promoted to Tongmai for less than ten years are basically unable to hold him back.
Those who are strong are not as fast as him, those who are fast are not as strong as him, and those who are stronger and faster than him are not as flexible as him.
It was like lying in a big trough.
Both the friends and the elders were all shocked.
Even Chang Yansong himself was stunned.
Yes, his cultivation has indeed increased a lot, and he has surpassed his previous friends in competition. This is a matter of course, but he is better than so many elders...
This was something he never expected.
The last thing he expected was his reaction during the sparring process.
Be quick!
Fast feet!
Quick brain!
Especially his brain, as his cultivation level increased, it seemed that his brain's thoughts became more flexible, too much more so.
There is also an inexplicable "intuition" that guides Chang Yansong's movements during the sparring process.
This elder is as strong and stable as a big rock.
For such a person, it is not advisable to fight with force, but to take advantage of him skillfully. His lower body is unusually stable, so the reaction of the upper body may be slower, or there may be a loophole somewhere.
That elder...
And so on.
This kind of understanding has not existed before.
But it was never as clear as it is now. It was so clear that Chang Yansong himself doubted whether his brain had been changed unknowingly.
I threw away the original one and replaced it with a much better one.
He couldn't tell his friends, elders, or even his father about this discovery.
Chang Yansong, who was given a gag order, strictly abided by the order and only explained that his cultivation level had increased a bit, and then he seemed to have "enlightened" and understood many sparring techniques that he had never had before.
This explanation is not so perfect.
But others had nothing to say, and even those who were very confused were only half-convinced at best.
Because Chang Yansong himself is a "genius", he is an absolute rising star in the Chang family and the Sihai Sect, and he is already the number one figure among the younger generation.
If it were another person, such as someone who had always performed mediocre or even poorly in the past, it would definitely cause a lot of controversy and suspicion at this time. But what happened to Chang Yansong only caused a small ripple in the surroundings.
Remembering that Chang Yansong's grandfather was the deputy sect leader, even this small disturbance was quickly resolved.
The deputy sect leader of Sihaimen, the beloved grandson of a local boss, has a little outstanding performance, is it normal?
Whether it's my grandfather's teachings, starting a small stove, or other reasons...
Nothing too surprising, right?
So right!
This is the consensus among everyone at Juxinglou.
So much so that Chang Yansong's father asked his own father if he could also open a small stove for him?
He has been in Tongmai for a long time, and his conscious accumulation has been very deep. He can bear the burden of enlightenment. At least, he is better than that little brat Yansong, right?
Chang Zhenhe didn't scold him, nor did he educate his son earnestly, but just gave him a gentle kick.
This person did not appear in Juxing Tower for many days.
When outsiders asked, Chang Yansong's answer was, "My father is in retreat."
The questioner may be envious or jealous.
Chang Yansong laughed in his heart. Of course, he also silently mourned for his father, "I wonder when my father's injury will be healed?"
It's extremely cold at high places.
Questions arise from high places.
Chang Yansong's coldness and Chang Yansong's questions can only be addressed to his grandfather.
"Then the script not only improves your cultivation, but also makes your brain work faster?" Chang Zhenhe was also a little puzzled.
Practitioners, from the beginning to the completion of Qi Condensation, indeed become more and more intelligent and clear-sighted in the process, but this process is very slow, and even those who have achieved Qi Condensation are not much better than ordinary people.
It's more about "talent".
Really big changes will have to wait until you enter the Tongmai.
Chang Yansong's current situation is that he is still far away from Chengdu in condensing energy, but he has a situation that only occurs when the channels are at a certain level.
I can't figure it out.
But the reason lies there, just reading the storybook!
"Grandpa, that...that senior Xu Tonghui, haven't you delivered the rest of the storybook yet?" Chang Yansong asked after the conversation between the grandfather and grandson.
In fact, he knew it.
That senior Xu has never been to Juxing Tower again.
No one came, how could the script be delivered?
And this day, two days, three days, four days, five days... passed by, and in the blink of an eye it was almost half a month. After waiting for so long, Chang Yansong became more and more anxious as he waited.
He wanted to know so much what was going on behind the storybook!