Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

Chapter 3 As a senior brother, you must take good care of your junior brother

Xiaocang Mountain is vast and lofty, with dense forests that cannot be seen at a glance.

At the foot of the mountain on the northwest side, in a gloomy and dense forest, the crisp sounds of "do" and "do" could be heard from time to time.

In front of the tall, dark iron heart tree, Ning Yan, who was wearing coarse linen clothes, raised his arms and chopped down with the axe in his hand.

With every swing, the axe blade would sink deeply into the wood.

This is not only about cutting down trees, but also about exercising your hands.

Fang Bei Hand is not just a palm technique, it also contains a kind of advanced power-using skills.

It can quickly mobilize muscle groups throughout the body and instantly burst out extremely powerful force.

Although the transportation routes explained by Old Li always gave him a feeling of chaos and disorder.

But maybe this is what advanced techniques should be like.

Otherwise, how could he have mastered it?

What Ning Yan needs to do now is to further deepen his practice and turn it into his instinctive reaction.

This is also a kind of practice.

Half an hour later.

Accompanied by a loud "boom".

The tall and tough iron heart wood fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The rocks that landed on the ground shattered instantly, turning into countless pieces of gravel that flew in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Ning Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt extremely excited.

After felling ironwood for three days in a row, he had mastered certain felling techniques and was able to cut down the wood skillfully.

Even so, it would take at least half a day to cut down a tree of ironheartwood.

But since I learned the Fangbei Hand, I have shortened the felling time to half an hour.

The progress is simply amazing.

If I become a warrior, I'm afraid this time will be shortened drastically.

Thinking of this, Ning Yan couldn't help but look forward to joining Xiao Yuan Sect more and more.

He then put away his axe, stepped over the dark ironwood, and headed into the mountains.

If this iron heart wood is chopped into firewood, at least five cents can be exchanged from the Black Wolf Gang.

With his current efficiency, earning twenty cents a day is no problem at all, and he can raise enough money to practice martial arts in less than two months.

But he had been disgusted by the Black Wolf Gang, and even if he had the ability now, he would never chop wood for them.

Not to mention, he has other ways to make money.

Ning Yan was agile and moved like the wind, running quickly towards the mountains.

The original body's father was a hunter and often took him into the mountains, leaving him with many memories of the mountain's products and ways to deal with crises.

It was only because he had just traveled through time and had a natural fear of danger that he had never entered the mountain.

Now that he has mastered Fang Beishou, Ning Yan has gained some confidence.

He decided to go to the nearest place where the purple grass was produced first.

Zixiacao can be used to stop bleeding. Many pharmacies are purchasing it on a long-term basis, and the market price is four hundred coins per plant.

This means that as long as he finds three plants, the cost of learning martial arts can be immediately solved.

Ning Yan moved forward all the way, carefully avoiding any poisonous insects or ferocious beasts that might appear everywhere, and soon arrived at the place in his memory.

Among the lush green weeds, two shades of purple stand out faintly, swaying in the wind.

"Two?"

"Two plants are not bad. If we can find a way to put them together, it should be enough."

Just as Ning Yan was thinking, a grey shadow passed by his eyes quickly, and the purple in the grass disappeared in an instant.

"How brave!"

He rushed forward suddenly and saw a gray rabbit leaping into the grass at an incredible speed.

"court death!!"

Ning Yan threw the sharp axe, and the axe blade cut through the air, setting off a sharp whistle, and instantly nailed the gray rabbit to the ground.

When he got closer, the gray rabbit was almost cut into two pieces, and its hind legs were still twitching.

Looking at the purple grass in its mouth, Ning Yan's heart was bleeding.

Once the juice of Zixiacao flows out, it will soon become ineffective if not dealt with in time.

This left him 400 coins short. "Can't waste it."

Ning Yan pricked the blood blisters on his palms, even the ones as small as rice grains, and then squeezed the juice of Zixia grass onto the wounds.

Feeling a faint itch coming from the wound, he immediately returned to the purple grass and carefully picked it off intact.

I had just packed up the four hundred coins when I suddenly heard a noise nearby.

Ning Yan picked up the axe and looked in the direction of the sound with a vigilant look on his face.

Two figures immediately came into view.

They were wearing navy blue coarse cloth clothes, and they were very strong. Their hands were slightly black, they had a short haircut on the left side, and long hair on the right side. They all looked like martial artists.

The two were obviously surprised to see Ning Yan.

The crew-haired man looked at the gray rabbit on the ground and asked:
"This rabbit..."

"Twenty cents."

The crew-haired man choked.

The long-haired man said quickly:
"My friend, please don't misunderstand me. We got lost in the mountains and came here because we heard some noise. We don't want to steal your prey."

Ning Yan picked up the rabbit and was relieved to see that the other party did not react. He said:
"Do you want to go out? I can take you out."

The long-haired man shook his head and said:

"On the contrary, we were going into the mountains, but we got lost on the way and didn't know how to get to Xianren Cliff."

"Immortal Cliff? Is it the cliff with a human-shaped stone wall?"

The long-haired man was overjoyed:
"you know?!"

Ning Yan pointed to the mountain and said:

"Go forward a mile along this road and you will see a landslide. Slide down the slope, cross a stream, go north through two gray feather forests, then turn east and go around a huge rock, and you will see it."

The long-haired man was confused and said in embarrassment:
"We are not familiar with Xiaocang Mountain. Can you take us there?"

Ning Yan hesitated for a moment.

The mountains are not like the outside world. Poisonous insects and ferocious beasts are rampant. It is very dangerous.

"One hundred coins."

"it is good."

After agreeing on the price, the three of them set off immediately.

After talking on the way, Ning Yan learned that the long-haired man was named Xu Ruosong and the crew-haired man was named Zhou Feifei.

To his surprise, these two people were actually disciples of Xiao Yuan Sect, and they went into the mountains to look for a precious medicine.

Knowing the identities of these two people, Ning Yan immediately became enthusiastic and asked about the situation related to Xiao Yuanmen.

Upon learning that Ning Yan was actually planning to join Xiao Yuan Sect, they were both very surprised and immediately answered his many questions.

The relationship between the three quickly became harmonious, and they soon called each other brothers.

Time passed quickly while we were chatting.

Soon, they arrived at their destination, Xianren Cliff.

Ning Yan saw a medicinal herb nearby that could be sold for thirty cents, and hurried over to pick it.

Seeing him leave, Zhou Feifei with a short haircut asked Xu Ruosong:

"Is it around here?"

Xu Ruosong pinched the bloody soil on the ground and said in a deep voice:
"No doubt about it, I chased him all the way here yesterday and just lost track of Xu Zhao.

When he arrived here, he was already seriously injured and poisoned, and there was no way he could escape far.

This time I brought a scent-seeking bee with me, I will definitely be able to catch him and take away the two secret books."

When Zhou Feifei heard this, her expression became a little strange:

"I never thought that after we were expelled from the sect, we would still have the opportunity to learn the secret techniques of the Yuan Master. Fate is really unpredictable."

Xu Ruosong looked indifferent:
"Master Yuan owes us this. We have paid tuition fees, so he should teach us all the skills."

Zhou Feifei looked at Ning Yan, who was very happy after harvesting the herbs, and asked:

"What about that kid?"

Xu Ruosong couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly:
"He's quite good at finding the way. Keep it for now. Maybe it can be used later."

"As a senior brother, I must take good care of my junior brother."

"Once we find Xu Zhao, we'll bury him together."

(End of this chapter)