Reiki can make him powerful and agile, but he can''t attack the enemy directly.

    However, how could the function of Reiki be so simple.

    Practitioners can move mountains and fill the sea and incarnate thousands of people.

    It would be nice to have a cultivation skill, even the lowest level.

    After calming down, Yang Xuan put aside this unrealistic idea and began to sort out his ideas again.

    As the only cultivator in the world, everything has to be explored by yourself.

    Yang Xuan''s eyes fell on the firewood knife in his hand,

    The firewood knife chopping firewood is because the strength of the human arm is added to the firewood knife, and the firewood is cut by the firewood knife, because the firewood knife is made of iron and harder than firewood

    Yang Xuan suddenly felt a flash of light in his brain, as if he had grasped something, and what it was and what was the key thing.

    Strength is added to the firewood knife. The firewood is cut off by the firewood knife. The firewood knife is made of iron

    Firewood knife is made of iron!!!

    Suddenly, Yang Xuan''s eyes brightened. Yes, that''s it.

    Yang Xuan became excited. On the contrary, he thought that if people''s strength and firewood remained the same, the decisive factor was the firewood knife.

    The thought became clearer and clearer. Yang Xuan couldn''t help breathing.

    The idea produces ideas. The aura is like an arm, and the crescent moon is like a firewood knife. The reason why the crescent moon he sends can not damage the locust tree is because he only sends out his strength without a carrier. How can he cut the locust tree?

    After realizing this point, Yang Xuan was immediately in a great mood. Then, there is only one question left, where to find the carrier.

    The locust tree is wood and the firewood knife is gold. Can you turn the aura into firewood knife?

    At this point, Yang Xuan''s idea suddenly became like a sharp blade, and a breath of killing surged out.

    Suddenly, Yang Xuanmin sharply observed that the aura in front of him suddenly changed: it was hard to see the aura with the naked eye, but suddenly a little light gold appeared, emitting a trace of metallic luster.

    Yang xuanqiang hid his ecstasy. His mind was like a knife. The aura that sent out a faint golden light suddenly turned into a crescent moon.

    "Go!" Yang Xuan drank softly.

    A foot sized Golden Crescent Moon disappeared in an instant. The next moment, it gently crossed the rusty leaves of the locust tree. The castration still kept going, and then crossed a huge bluestone behind the locust tree.

    Time suddenly stood still at this moment. Yang Xuan was nervous. His eyes didn''t blink and stared at the locust tree.

    When a gust of wind blew, the cup of thick and thin locust tree suddenly broke from the middle. The crown fell slowly and hit the ground hard. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

    Great joy filled his whole body in an instant. Yang Xuan laughed wildly, his voice soared into the sky and startled countless flying birds.

    The unspeakable joy of laughter and the depression in my heart were swept away.

    Without personal experience, who can understand his inner humiliation and desire for power.

    The laughter gradually stopped. Yang Xuan clenched his fists and showed a firm look in his eyes. From this moment on, he won''t bear it anymore.

    I will take back all that I owe; I will pay ten times for all that is imposed on me; All those who despise me and laugh at me, I want you to keep your eyes open. I am Yang Xuan, not a waste.

    I will be stronger than you, and I will become the only myth in the world.

    "Pa!" a light sound came, and the hard bluestone was suddenly divided into two parts. Yang Xuan''s eyes swept over, and the fracture was neat and smooth, as if it had been cut by a stone knife.

    Suddenly, Yang Xuan said faintly, "since it''s so, I''ll name you golden moon chop."

    "Squeak..."

    When the wooden door rang softly, Qian came out and saw the scene in the hospital. He suddenly widened his eyes in surprise and swept between the locust trees and bluestones on the ground, "this... This... Xiao Xuan, what''s going on?"

    Yang Xuan hurriedly said, "Mom, it''s nothing. I can''t plant locust trees in the yard. I''ll cut it down. This stone, er... It may have been weathered for too long! Hehe, hehe!"

    With that, Yang Xuan even felt too far fetched and could only smile awkwardly.

    He quickly turned off the topic and said, "Mom, why are you back?"

    Qian said, "Oh, look at me. I almost forgot. There''s no firewood in the kitchen. Let''s send some quickly."

    "Oh!" Yang Xuan answered and hurried away, leaving Qian''s face full of doubts.

    Then for a while, Yang Xuan''s life was busy and full. He absorbed aura at night and practiced Jinyue chop secretly during the day.

    With the passage of time, the three cyclones in his body were more than twice as large as at first, and he absorbed Reiki more and more quickly.

    With his diligent practice, Jinyue chop became more and more handy. In the end, Jinyue broke through the air and could hit the target in an instant. Until this time, he felt that he had completely mastered his first Taoism.

    It was sunny that morning. Yang Xuan was carrying water when someone called him.

    "Yang Xuan, the fourth manager is looking for you!" the person standing far away shouted.

    Yang Xuan looked up slightly, but he was an acquaintance. It was Wang Wu who followed Niu Yuan that day.

    At the moment, he looked at Yang Xuan in horror, his eyes flickering.

    Yang Xuan put down the barrel and looked at Wang Wuyi slightly.

    Wang Wuteng took a few big steps back, turned pale and said in a trembling voice, "you... You... What are you doing? Don''t come over!"

    "Where is it?"

    Wang Wu''s voice trembled: "in... The bamboo forest at the foot of the back mountain!"

    Then he ran away in a panic.

    Although Yang Xuan is a direct descendant of the Yang family and the 12th young master, he is naturally disabled. After nine years of cultivation, he has less than one level of internal strength. Therefore, he is reduced to a servant under the jurisdiction of the fourth manager Yang Jing.

    Niu Yuan was Yang Jing''s right hand and was relied on as his right hand.

    Originally, Yang Xuan thought that Yang Jing would immediately make trouble, but he didn''t expect that Yang Jing could bear it so much. He didn''t make any action until today.

    However, at this time, Yang Xuan would not shrink back. He was worried that he couldn''t find someone to try, so someone sent him to the door.

    Thinking of this, he flashed a trace of cold in his eyes and walked back to the mountain.

    The bamboo forest in the back mountain is secluded and inaccessible. Yang Xuan used to dig bamboo shoots and wild vegetables there, so he was familiar with it. He arrived at his destination in a moment.

    When he entered the bamboo forest, he saw Yang Jing standing with his hands on his back to him, as if appreciating the green bamboo.

    Hearing Yang Xuan''s footsteps, Yang Jing slowly turned around with complex eyes. After a long time, she said, "twelve young masters, I remember holding you when you were just born! In a twinkling of an eye, fifteen years have passed!"

    Yang Xuan did not answer, but looked at Yang Jing coldly.

    Yang Jing didn''t care and said, "at that time, the fifth master was still there, and you were also a young master with gold and jade, just..."

    Yang Jing shook her head as if she were sighing, "but there is an unexpected situation in the sky. Who can think that the fifth Lord will die in battle?"

    Yang Xuan''s heart moved. The cause of his father''s death had always been a mystery. No one had ever told him. He also asked his mother, but his mother kept silent and talked about him.

    "How did my father die?" Yang Xuan asked.

    Yang Jing didn''t answer, but then said, "originally, even if the fifth master died, with your Yang family''s direct blood, you wouldn''t fall into such a field, but..."

    A trace of ridicule appeared in Yang Jing''s eyes: "you are a natural waste of body. You are a waste of nine years of cultivation, but you still can''t reach a layer of internal strength!"

    "A Yang''s lineage is a waste. I don''t think even the fifth master thought of it!"

    Yang Jing''s face became strange and seemed to be unbelievable. She continued, "but this waste killed Niu Yuan! Niu Yuan with three layers of inner strength!"

    Yang Jing''s eyes became sinister: "can you tell me why?"

    Yang Xuan ignored him and asked again, "how did my father die?"

    Yang Jing suddenly laughed: "do you want to know? Ha ha ha, you''d better go down and ask him yourself!"

    Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed into a seam: "are you going to kill me?"

    Yang Jing smelled the words and said, "how have I treated your mother and son over the years?"

    Yang Xuan was silent, but his eyes showed a trace of killing.

    He remembered the scene of Yang Jing beating him and his mother when he was a child.

    At that time, he was still young. It was a critical moment of development. He was easy to get hungry.

    At that time, Yang Jing was only an ordinary steward who often withheld Qian''s monthly money and food. Once, Xiao Yang Xuan couldn''t stand being hungry. After eating the last steamed bread at home, he was still hungry and faint. Qian had no choice but to beg Yang Jing, but he was beaten by Yang Jing with a whip.

    Yang Xuan followed his mother and saw it with his own eyes. In a hurry, he rushed up, but was beaten several times by Yang Jing. Seeing this, Qian tightly protected Yang Xuan in his arms, but he was beaten all over.

    He has always kept this matter in mind and will never forget it!

    Yang Jing looked at her words and expressions with a cold heart.

    Aware of the killing in Yang Xuan''s eyes, he understood that the contradiction between himself and Yang Xuan was already irreconcilable.

    Even if he doesn''t kill Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan will kill him.

    It''s better to start first and suffer later.

    At this moment, he finally made up his mind and took risks.

    He smiled and said, "you and I know how I treat your mother and son. Now, I don''t know why, you can practice. When you get the attention of the family, my end can be imagined, so..."

    Yang Jing''s eyes were as gloomy as water: "if you don''t die, it''s hard for me to rest!"

    Yang Xuan said coldly, "kill me, aren''t you afraid of my Yang family?"

    Yang Jing sneered: "kill you, bury it anywhere, and then kill your mother. As long as you don''t know what you do, who will investigate your mother''s status in the Yang family? Over time, it will fade away!"

    Yang Xuan sneered: "it''s stupid. Although my mother and son have a low status, they are directly related to the Yang family and suddenly disappeared. Do you think someone will ask? This investigation is bound to find Niu Yuan. Do you think you can hide it?"

    Yang Jing was stunned. He really didn''t expect so much. When he thought about it carefully, what Yang Xuan said is very reasonable.

    However, at this time, he could not help but stop. It was on the line and had to be sent.

    He put his heart in a horizontal way: "you don''t have to worry about these!"

    While talking, the inner strength of the sixth floor had been running rapidly, and the surrounding green bamboo suddenly shook.

    At the next moment, Yang Jing''s legs were slightly bent, and the whole person was like an arrow off the string. In an instant, she crossed two feet away, appeared in front of Yang Xuan, and hit Yang Xuan''s neck with her backhand.

    Earth martial arts, Boulder fist.

    "Go to hell!" Yang Jing''s face was ferocious.

    Under the full operation of the internal force on the sixth floor, Yang Jing''s fist made a huge roar. Centered on the two people, the dead leaves on the surrounding ground flew out like a strong wind.

    Under the strong wind, all the green bamboos around them bend back, as if they would break at any time,

    It has six layers of internal strength and is so powerful.