The time is set at noon tomorrow.

    From the mountain gate to Wumei village, one morning is enough.

    Yang Yi can stay in the muliao for the night.

    "Drink!"

    In the hospital.

    A handful of purple poison powder was sprinkled all over the sky.

    Wearing a mask on his mouth and tightly wrapped in his body, Yang Yi went around to the rear and bullied his body to punch.

    Put your fist on the arm of the wooden man of the movable mechanism.

    The wooden man rotates and the other arm comes from the side.

    Yang Yi''s eyes are coated with protective liquid to prevent the powder from entering his eyes.

    He squinted, his elbows blocked.

    At the same time, pull the peak with one palm, clench your fist and hit it towards the wooden man''s abdomen.

    "Bang!"

    Under the blessing of the change of skill attribute.

    The outbreak of mountain hugging fist moves has risen a big step.

    The mechanism wooden man made of hardwood burst and the sawdust flew around.

    "Although I haven''t refined my bones, my lethality is comparable!"

    Yang Yi stopped.

    Very satisfied with everything in front of me.

    It''s no wonder that Kung Fu is the foundation of martial arts cultivation.

    Even if people use the same martial arts and practice different skills, the effects are different.

    The successful evolution of Cabernet Sauvignon skill with changed attributes naturally has many advantages over others in the same school.

    What''s more, Baoshan boxing occasionally steals the meat of monsters and animals to increase basic attributes such as strength, Qi and blood.

    Even the actual combat skills have been fed back many times.

    So that Yang Yi''s physical quality has been greatly improved compared with before.

    The combination of various achievements has created Yang Yi''s combat effectiveness today.

    Even if you are an expert at the bone refining level, you are not afraid at all!

    But compared with the real bone refining master, Yang Yi''s fighting ability is still slightly weak.

    That''s why he prepared so many auxiliary moves.

    We intend to implement flexible tactical ideas and not fight with each other.

    Of course, this is just to be on the safe side. The risk of this mission is not so high.

    Sprinkle some water in the yard to let the poison powder settle naturally.

    Yang Yi took off his tight coat, went back to the corridor and sat on the smooth floor.

    There is a low table next to it.

    There is a dish of green bull Python meat on the table.

    Yang Yi grabbed a piece of meat and ate it. Then he closed his eyes and meditated.

    Martial arts practitioners are lonely.

    We need to practice.

    Also calm down and slowly epiphany.

    The breeze blew through the hair tips.

    When you open your eyes.

    The courtyard was covered with red.

    The burning clouds in the sky are like blood, which is very beautiful!

    Yang Yi opened the property panel:

    Host: Yang Yi

    Realm: refining blood (403 / 500)

    Spiritual value: 400

    Enlightened martial arts: chixiagong and Baoshan boxing

    Uninitialized martial arts: None

    Number of scans: 1

    And watching the mountain hugging Fist:

    Martial arts: Mountain hugging fist (enlightened)

    Realm: Xiaocheng (13 / 300)

    Characteristics: competitive

    Quality: forging martial arts

    Feedback:

    Since Baoshan boxing broke through Xiaocheng.

    Yang Yi didn''t take the initiative to feed back, so the progress slowed down.

    He can only get 200 spirit accumulation value every day. He wants to save a little for the bone refining of Chi Xia Gong sprint.

    "Hey, I''m stretched! When I break through bone refining, I should be able to increase the maximum daily spiritual accumulation acquisition?"

    Yang Yi expressed his expectation.

    Meditate directly in your heart!

    [your chi Xia skill has been improved after a day of hard cultivation. Experience + 1.]

    [your chi Xia Gong met a group of friends in Lingquan mountain, learned something from them, and looked at the details.]

    [your Cabernet Sauvignon skill was practised by Zhao Heng under the magic tree. Your meridians were blocked and were eaten back. Experience - 4.]

    Ten feedbacks, two special events.

    One of them is actually an inverted experience value.

    Yang Yi secretly said bad luck.

    He tried to run the Cabernet Sauvignon skill, which was smooth, and there was no reverse obstruction of meridians.

    "I wonder if this description will be reflected in the form of hidden injury, or just deducting experience value?"

    Yang Yi is not sure.

    In fact, it doesn''t matter to deduct the experience value. Anyway, the overall increase is.

    What I''m most afraid of is the bad impact of practicing the Cabernet Sauvignon skill.

    "Zhao Heng? If you remember correctly, he is a disciple of Lizhu Academy. He only lost half of his moves in a competition with the eldest martial brother of daoyang academy not long ago. His talent can be seen. How can Chi Xia Gong observe that his cultivation will go wrong?"

    For a moment and a half, Yang Yi will not understand. Yang Yi looks at the last feedback.

    [Liuxi town on the north side of the mountains is not peaceful recently. Many nearby villages have been attacked by monsters and animals, and people are terrified.]

    This is a valuable piece of information.

    However, the Tianguang mountain Yang Yi is going to is in the south.

    Not afraid of its influence.

    Yang Yi looked at Chi Xia Gong.

    No more feedback.

    If you encounter negative effects again.

    It is likely to affect tomorrow''s task.

    Go to bed early tonight.

    The next morning, Yang Yi went to collect Lingyun first.

    Then he wrapped it tightly and set off for Wumei village.

    Many disciples met along the way, all of whom cast strange eyes.

    If Yang Yi also put on his mask, he might be caught as an assassin with the wrong intention.

    The mountain forest is empty and quiet, insects sing and birds sing.

    At noon, Yang Yi arrived at the east entrance of wumeizhuang as scheduled.

    I saw a hunter with half white hair and a bow and arrow behind him standing here.

    Seeing Yang Yi, the other party immediately greeted him and said gratefully, "thank you for your reinforcements, young Xia!"

    "Uncle, just call me Yang Yi."

    Although Yang Yi is in the sect, he is only a disciple of an outside sect, but in the mountains and towns, many people have to take a high look.

    "It''s young Xia Yang. I''m a hunter in Wumei village. I don''t have a big name. Everyone I know calls me Zhang Jiu."

    Zhang Jiu noticed that Yang Yi''s dress was a little strange, but he didn''t say anything. Then he said, "young Xia Yang, this time I asked Xianzong for help for my hard-working grandson. Six months ago, I don''t know why. My grandson couldn''t sleep normally. Even at night, he was in high spirits. It''s not good to see the doctor."

    "Is there such a strange thing?" Yang Yi was quite surprised.

    "My grandson has a hard life. He lost his parents when he was a child. He followed me around the mountains when he was a child. But since he got sick and became increasingly haggard, my wife and I can only take turns to look after him."

    Speaking of his bitter grandson, Zhang Jiu seemed to be several years old.

    His family was poor and depended on him to hunt in the mountains for a living.

    Now he has to look after his grandchildren, and Zhang Jiushan has fewer times to go into the mountain.

    On the other hand, the cost of taking medicine for grandchildren is increasing day by day.

    All this burden fell on the old man with several knife wrinkles on his face.

    "But." Zhang Jiu''s words turned, and there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Some time ago, a wandering Taoist passed by Wumei village and solved the evil spirit for my grandson. Next, just quote the morning dew condensed on the ghost grass to heal!"

    Ghost grass is a kind of poisonous grass. It is not rare to grow in deep mountains.

    Quoting the morning dew on it sounds like a folk prescription to fight poison with poison.

    Yang Yi didn''t know much about medicine, so he didn''t say much about it. Instead, he said, "I probably understand the situation. It''s to escort your grandparents and grandchildren to spend a night in Tianguang mountain, isn''t it?"

    "Yes, the Taoist priest said that Chaolu can only drink now and can''t collect, otherwise he won''t bother Xianzong to guard."

    Zhang Jiu saluted again.

    "Don''t be polite, Uncle Zhang. Where''s your grandson?"

    Yang Yizheng said, feeling a cold behind his back.

    Without hesitation, he jumped aside and put his hand into the poison powder bag.