Yang Ning looked at Yang Shengfeng's pale face, turned around, and replied: "Grandpa Qingyu, this is the monkey wine we got while hunting in the Qingsong Mountains. It should be useful to my father." Yang Ning raised the wine in his hand. The wine jar exudes a faint aroma of wine.
"Monkey wine?" Yang Qingyu did not expect that Yang Ning and the others would be able to obtain this rare monkey wine during this hunting. His face was full of surprise, and at the same time he smiled slightly, feeling lucky for Yang Ning and others.
Yang Qingyu was not very clear about the miraculous effects of monkey wine, but monkey wine was a strange material that countless practitioners were crazy about. Many people tried to find it, but all failed. However, Yang Ning and his party met and obtained it. The old man smiled happily. Monkey wine contains a lot of spiritual energy, which not only allows people to feel the spiritual power, but also, for practitioners, a cup of monkey wine can be worth many days of hard training. As the saying goes, medicine is equal to three parts poison. However, Monkey Wine does not have any side effects, and the most valuable thing is that it can be taken directly. This is really one of the important reasons why countless practitioners want to find it.
But Yang Ning knows that monkey wine has another effect, which is to restore mental strength. This is only known to those who have reached the mountaineering level. That's why Yang Ning drank monkey wine for Yang Shengfeng.
Yang Qingyu took the monkey wine from Yang Ning's hand, put it to his nose, smelled it, and said with a smile, "The smell of wine is so fragrant. I can smell it through the mud seal, and there is also a faint aura floating around. Come out." Yang Qingyu sighed with great enjoyment, "You are really lucky." The old man sighed with a smile.
"Haha." A loud laugh came from the courtyard. It was Yang Yinghui's voice.
"I didn't expect that this monkey wine would have such miraculous effects." Yang Yinghui's body exuded slight fluctuations of spiritual power. It seemed that Yang Yinghui had broken through the mountain-watching realm and officially became a true cultivator. From then on, he embarked on a new journey. An incredible journey.
"It seems that this monkey wine is really well-deserved." Old man Yang Qingyu, who smelled the smell of monkey wine in the room, heard Yang Yinghui's laughter and sighed that the world is so big and full of wonders. Monkey wine can only be brewed by monkeys, and the higher the level of monkey beasts, the better the monkey wine will be. But no matter what kind of monkey wine, it has the miraculous effect of restoring the spirit.
"Breakthrough?"
"You also made a breakthrough?" Yang Qingjue and Yang Yingfeng praised each other, with no concealment of the smiles on their lips.
The two of them walked into the house smiling.
"A breakthrough?" Yang Zhen was also a little envious at the side. Due to their age, Yang Yingfeng, Yang Yinghui and Yang Qingjue are much stronger than Yang Zhen and other children, not only in strength but also in various aspects of training. Moreover, these people were only one step away from breaking through the window paper, but just now Yang Ning opened the mud seal of Hou'er Wine, which provided them with an opportunity. The aura contained in the aroma of Hou'er wine was introduced into their bodies through their noses. Although the aroma they smelled was thin, once the window paper was pierced, it was unstoppable. Only then did the few things happen. People hurried out of the house and behaved.
Yang Yingfeng nodded and said nothing, but Yang Qingjue on the side joked: "What, Xiao Zhen'er? Are you envious?"
"Hmph." Yang Zhen heard Yang Qingjue's joke and snorted unconvinced. There was even more envy and jealousy on his face.
"Okay, don't be angry at Yang Zhen." Yang Yingfeng looked at Yang Zhen's wonderful expression and comforted him, "Yang Zhen, don't be discouraged. After all, you are still young, and you are already nearly seven years old at the age of seven. The strength of a hundred kilograms is much stronger than that of me and your brother Qingjue." Yang Yingfeng spoke the truth, looked at the childish-looking Yang Zhen, and explained with a smile.
"Hmph." Yang Zhen raised his little fist, looking unyielding.
"Haha..." Seeing this, Yang Qingyu, who was watching the show, finally couldn't help laughing.
"Grandpa Qingyu, you're making fun of me too." Yang Zhenbao said aggrievedly.
"Okay, okay, don't laugh, I won't laugh..." Yang Qingyu seemed to want to hold back his laughter, but the smile on his face became thicker and thicker. Looking at the weird expression on Yang Zhen's face, he said As he spoke, he laughed again.
Yang Ning did not join them, but looked at Yang Shengfeng lying on the bed. At this moment, Yang Shengfeng's face was no longer as pale as before. It was obvious that the monkey wine that Yang Shengfeng drank had an effect. His face gradually returned to normal.
"Grandpa Qingyu..." Yang Zhen was completely at a loss and was teased by several people. He cast his eyes on Yang Ning, hoping that his brother Yang Ning could help him.
Yang Ning did not respond to Yang Zhen's gaze. Yang Ning glanced at the few people who had just broken through. He found that several people had broken through the Mountain Viewing Realm and became cultivators. He quickly congratulated them. Yang Ning actually felt very embarrassed about Yang Zhen's predicament, but Yang Ning did not participate. He did not want to be squeezed out by others like Yang Zhen.
Seeing that Yang Ning didn't respond, Yang Zhen knew that his request for help was ineffective, so he said with a straight face: "You guys..." After thinking for a long time, he realized that he was asking for trouble, so he hummed softly again, shook his sleeves, He walked out of the house angrily.
"Ahem..." A cough came from the bed.
"Shengfeng?" Yang Qingyu hurriedly approached the bed and looked at Yang Shengfeng, "You're awake."
"Yeah." Yang Shengfeng's expression has returned to normal, but he still feels a little weak.
"How do you feel now?" Yang Qingyu then asked.
"I didn't expect the restrictions inside this animal skin to be so overbearing." Yang Shengfeng sighed, still having lingering fears about the skin of the deaf-on-green beast.
"Restriction?" Yang Qingyu was confused.
"Restrictions are textures carved with a special technique." Yang Shengfeng thought for a while and realized that although old man Yang Qingyu was old and had seen a lot of the world, he had obviously never heard of such restrictions, so he simply explained.
Yang Qingyu did not ask further, "Shengfeng, you look very weak, you should have a good rest." Yang Qingyu looked at Yang Shengfeng's weak words and knew that even with the help of monkey wine, Yang Shengfeng's consumption was still huge. Didn't ask any more questions.
"Yingfeng, bring the monkey wine." Yang Shengfeng asked, knowing the efficacy of monkey wine.
Yang Qingyu hurriedly handed Yang Shengfeng the monkey wine he had just placed on the table. Yang Shengfeng didn't say anything. He slowly opened the mud seal and put it into his mouth.
Yang Shengfeng didn't expect that the restrictions on the animal skin were so overbearing that they not only swallowed up his mental power, but also swallowed up his life force unknowingly. This made Yang Shengfeng have to admit the power of the deaf beast in his heart, and he admired the person who portrayed such a restraint even more. Compared to this restriction, the restriction in his body is like that of a three-year-old child. At the moment when he was unconscious, he clearly felt that he had triggered the restriction in his body. The restriction in his body was placed by a peak expert in the ninth level of the Mountaineering Realm, but at that moment, the restriction in his body was restrained by the restriction in the animal skin. Even at this moment, the restrictions in his body seemed to be loosening slightly.
Yang Shengfeng took a few sips of monkey wine, then turned over and sat on the bed.
"You all get out." Yang Shengfeng said lightly.
Seeing that Yang Shengfeng was about to recover, Yang Qingyu hurriedly led the people out of the house and came to the courtyard.
Yang Shengfeng took advantage of the spiritual energy of Houerjiu, sat cross-legged, and slowly restored his spiritual and spiritual power.
"Yang Ning, how did you know that monkey wine is useful?" When everyone came to the yard and waited for Yang Shengfeng to recover, Yang Yingfeng asked the question in his heart.
Yang Ning heard Yang Yingfeng ask himself, and said what he had just thought of, "I did it blindly too." At the same time, Yang Ning scratched the back of his head. He didn't want to be studied like a monster by these people. Own. Pretending not to understand, trying to appear ignorant.
Yang Yingfeng saw Yang Ning's cuteness and didn't ask any more questions. After all, Yang Ning is only five years old and less than six years old. How can he know the efficacy of monkey wine? It seems that as Yang Ning said, it was a blind cat that bumped into a dead mouse. Yang Yingfeng dispelled his doubts. In fact, this is not to blame for Yang Yingfeng's suspicion. It is actually Yang Ning's performance during this period that has changed so much compared to before that it has to arouse suspicion. Seeing Yang Ning's cute expression, Yang Yingfeng gave up his doubts.
Yang Ning's hands were also sweating. I was extremely nervous just now. How dangerous. Yang Ning sighed inwardly. It seems that I still don't hide it well enough. Yang Ning said nothing, staring at the closed door. Feeling the waves coming from the house. Yang Ning found that the fluctuations in spiritual power were getting stronger and stronger. It seemed that Yang Shengfeng had gradually entered a better state with the help of Houerjiu.
Yang Ning is constantly thinking in his mind. Yang Ning is not envious of the unexpected breakthroughs made by Yang Yingfeng and others. Yang Yingfeng, Yang Qingjue and others are already in their twenties, and they have also developed various basic functions. As we age, we have grown. However, the various functions of Yang Zhen, Yang Ning and others still have a long way to go.
Yang Ning is also looking forward to the market in Qingming Town the day after tomorrow.
The body refining liquid lacked the most precious jade, and Yang Ning also hoped that the market in Qingming Town would not let him down. What needs to be strengthened most is the five internal organs of the body. The other eyes, legs, feet, arms, hands, waist, ears and nose will continue to be strengthened as they continue to break through the limits, but the five internal organs are only the five internal organs. I can wait for my age to grow up. But Yang Ning is not satisfied. After all, such growth is too slow.
Since Yang Ning's rebirth, he has broken through the limit three times in a row, and his strength has also broken through from 300 kilograms at the beginning to more than 500 kilograms. In addition to the five internal organs, other parts of the body have also been strengthened by Guanshan Fist and have kept pace with the increase in strength. Thinking of this, Yang Ning has become more and more respected for Guanshan Boxing, which is widely circulated in the mainland. The wisdom of the predecessors cannot be underestimated.
"Body refining liquid, Qingming Town." Yang Ning murmured to himself.
Yang Qingyu and others were attracted by the fluctuations coming from the room and did not notice Yang Ning's words.
"Grandpa Qingyu." Yang Ning saw that old man Yang Qingyu was also attracted by the fluctuations in the room, and called softly. The old man's face is filled with the traces of time. In the past few years, the old man has been tortured by his own self-blame day and night, and his health has become worse day by day. Although the old man recovered his cultivation with the help of Yang Shengfeng, the self-blame accumulated over the years made the old man's figure a little rickety.
"Well..." The old man came to his senses when he heard someone calling him, and agreed.
"Grandpa Qingyu, do you know the market in Qingming Town?" Yang Ning asked. Except for the old man Yang Qingyu, the other dozen people here are all under thirty years old. Yang Ning felt that he needed to first understand the so-called Qingming Town Market in Yang Zhen's mouth. It's also a good way to prepare yourself mentally.
"Ning'er, are you going to the market in Qingming Town?" Yang Qingyu looked at Yang Ning dotingly, and he also noticed Yang Ning's changes during this period.
"Yes." Yang Ning nodded. Yang Ning also had great hopes for this Qingming Town.
"Then do you know Qingming Town?" Yang Qingyu asked.
Yang Ning shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.
