Chapter 439: Don't be like a fool

To be honest, but five or five points is better than completely gone, Mu Yang hurriedly put away all the spirit stones.
Muyang boiled some hot water and prepared to take a bath at night. After going out for so many days, he hadn't had a bath for a long time, and he was very uncomfortable.
While waiting for the hot water to boil, Mu Yang asked, "Brother Dog, how are the two martial arts researched?"
"I roughly understand that both of them are Xuan-level inferior martial arts, one is defense and the other is attacking."
"Defensive type?" Mu Yang really came into contact with this technique for the first time. Prior to this, his defense basically relied on the Profound Flame Shield.
But this is after all relying on external forces, not his own strength, and as the opponents Mu Yang needs to face get stronger and stronger, the Xuanyan Shield gradually loses its effectiveness.
The book currently selected by Old Xue for him is probably well thought out.
Brother Gou picked up one of them and said, "I suggest you practice this defensive technique for the time being. It's more resistant to beatings. The strong attack is a bit difficult, and you won't be able to learn it for a while. At present, the Chitian Heart Sword Enough for you to use for a while."
Speaking of Chitian Heart Sword, Mu Yang remembered another thing, "By the way, isn't there another martial skill left by King Mengluo?"
"Yes, but it's also a defensive one, and it's only a yellow grade. It's not as good as the one given by your master, so I suggest you either sell that one or give it away."
Mu Yang touched his chin and thought for a moment. Although he said that he didn't have enough skills, but now it is a waste of time to learn Huang-level martial arts. In this case, it is better to be personal and give it to the right person. .
There are also many juniors and juniors in the same sect who are in the fourth and fifth levels of spiritual veins, so it should be more appropriate to leave them to practice.
"Okay, let me see who is more suitable for these two days. You can tell me about this technique first."
Muyang poured all the boiling hot water into the bath tub, dripped a little spirit liquid, and soaked in comfortably, "Okay, you can start talking."
As a result, he saw Brother Gou’s eyes full of resentment, Mu Yang immediately understood, took a small bucket, poured some hot water for Brother Gou, released it from the trading space, and soaked it together. A bath.
"Huh, it's almost the same."
Sure enough, the hot bath is comfortable, steaming, dredging muscles and bones, relaxing and comfortable.
Brother Gou said slowly: "This martial skill, called Shuo Jin Wu Jia, to put it bluntly, is to condense a tortoise shell on you, so that you are more resistant to beatings."
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With this understanding, Mu Yang suddenly didn't want to learn what it looked like.
With a tortoise shell on his back, wouldn't he become a tortoise with a shrunken head?
This Nima is too degrading, right?
"No, can I refuse tortoise shell?"
Brother Gou licked his dog's hair and stepped on the splash: "I just use a metaphor for something, I haven't practiced, and I also know what it looks like after practicing. From the name, it should be a set. Handsome armor, it's just the same function as a tortoise shell."
"Well, you scared me to death, that's good, how do you practice this stuff?"
"It's a bit complicated, after all, it's at the profound level, and you have to suffer a little bit. You small body, I don't know if you can hold it. You need a kind of magical substance, glittering sand grains, to forge your physical body."
"Do you want to forge a physical body?" Mu Yang only remembered that he needed external force to forge the physical body when he was in the initial spiritual body state.
How can a mere martial skill have to be forged?
Brother Gou glanced at Mu Yang sideways, as if he was looking at a hillbilly who had never seen the world, "Don't be like a fool all day long, isn't this normal? Many martial arts techniques require physical training. "
Mu Yang rolled his eyes, he didn't understand this, how would he know if he hadn't been in touch.
However, Brother Gou said that practicing this martial art would be very painful, shouldn't he have to rub his body with sand? Mu Yang felt a bit difficult to think about it.
Brother Gou just finished despising Mu Yang, and sighed again: "However, I don't know where the Shuo Jinsha grains are going to be used. Without this, you can't cultivate at all."
Regarding this, Mu Yang is not worried: "Don't worry, since Lao Xue has chosen this martial skill for me, he will definitely help me prepare the supplies, maybe it will be given to me tomorrow."
"Well, you get on the right track as soon as possible, after pressing I can start refining the demon pill."
Judging from the previous experience, Brother Dog needs to fall asleep for a long time in refining the Profound Grade Demon Pill. If it is eaten now, there will be no dog teaching Muyang to practice.
After taking a bath for one person and one dog, they were relaxed, lying lazily on the bed, never wanting to move anymore.
This time, I slept directly until dawn.
咚咚咚!
"Muyang! The sun is basking, and I still get up!"
"Fuck!" Mu Yang woke up from his sleep, and quickly stuffed the confused dog brother into the trading space.
Mu Yang instinctively thought whether he was going to be late for class again, but after another thought, it was wrong. Didn't he give them a rest for these three days? So why is Old Xue knocking on the door now?
"Master, wait a minute~EbookFREE.me~ I will put on a dress."
After taking a shower last night, Muyang wrapped the bathrobe and lay on the bed directly. Now she hasn't worn any clothes.
In a panic, he could be regarded as putting on his clothes, and Mu Yang opened the door. As a result, Old Xue stared at him with a gloomy expression, causing Mu Yang to feel furry.
"Uh, Master, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"
Old Xue had another expression of hating iron but not steel. He vented his nostrils and turned around: "Hurry up and take you to a place today."
"it is good."
Mu Yang hurriedly ran in, and rearranged the messy clothes he had just worn. Then he walked out of the room beautifully and came to the stone table: "Master, I'm ready, where are we going?"
"Yunmengjie."
"Ah? Didn't all the battles of all directions come to an end? What else are you going to do in the snowfield?" Mu Yang had some set of thinking, thinking that going to Yunmeng Realm means going to the snowfield to practice.
It's just that I've been cultivating there for too long some time ago, and I'm a little dazed.
Old Xue shook his head and said, "If you don't go to the snowy field this time, you will know when you arrive."
So, under the leadership of Old Xue, the two again came to Medicine Mountain and entered the snowy field.
As soon as he came in, there was still a familiar desert in front of him, and Old Xue said lightly: "Take out your car and open your eyes as a teacher."
In fact, when Mu Yang used a small motorcycle during the Battle of the Eight directions, Old Xue was particularly curious. At that time, many elders had studied for a long time, but they hadn't worked out a reason. This time, it was only the two of them.
Mu Yang scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "I don't dare to be it, I don't dare to be it, it's not worth mentioning."
As he said, he took out the small motorcycle.