Thinking of the Yang family.
A series of memories flashed through Yang Lin's mind.
It was a heroic woman dressed in red. In my memory, the woman's hands were very warm, and she led her out of the door of a large and spacious house.
An old man behind him had a white beard and a face as deep as water. He just watched quietly without any restraint. He just said lightly: "Qiluo, I can't go against the ancestral teachings of the Yang family, so I can only wrong you."
Next to them, there were several luxuriously dressed women making sarcastic jokes.
"What kind of promise does a wild woman want? The Yang family is a wealthy and scholarly family. The master has served as an official in the Ministry of Rites. Now that he has returned to his hometown, he has to take his reputation into consideration. How can he behave like a peasant in the countryside? rule."
"Hmph, if I hadn't had some friendship with the master back then, how could I have allowed you to act wild at home?
As a bastard, if you don't abide by your duties and dream of things that don't belong to you, if it were others, they would have been beaten to death by sticks. How could they let you go so easily..."
Several women laughed mockingly.
The two little boys, who were slightly younger than him and wore gold sutras and jade Buddhas around their necks, looked at him coldly, with a hint of hatred in their eyes.
Maybe there is a little bit of pleasure.
The emotions in my memory include sadness, sorrow, and humiliation, but I can't tell what they are.
However, Yang Lin knew that the original person was really not doing well.
The following days were lackluster.
After my mother left the Yang Mansion, she seemed to be in a worse mood.
In Yang Lin's impression, his mother had always suffered from serious internal injuries, and she often lay in bed struggling for her life between midnight and noon.
One day later, he finally called me to the bedside. After a few hurried explanations, he turned into a ray of light and shadow and walked away in the air.
He remembered that that day, there was lightning and thunder, and a long crack seemed to open in the sky. When a thunder struck, the light and shadow of the idol shrank countless times, and it plunged into the crack and was never seen again.
There was only a blue handkerchief left in the room.
That was the only relic left by my mother.
While crying, the original person dug a hole in the Western Mountains, buried his mother's handkerchief in it, and started to travel around the world at such a young age.
Of course, he is not without skills.
I learned a set of divine elephant and prison-suppressing techniques from my mother, and also practiced the prison-suppressing sword technique.
Sometimes, I would hear my mother murmuring, "It's a pity that I only got a small part of this set of exercises, and I didn't get the general outline of the previous article. Problems will arise if you are not careful when practicing. You shouldn't be too greedy." , If you don’t enter the ruins, you won’t break into this damn place.
Unexpectedly, even the honest scholar is also a wolf-hearted person, and I actually misjudged him. "
Memories are like phantoms.
When Yang Lin saw it, he felt the same way and sighed.
Each world may have its own grievances and entanglements. People's life experiences are always so wonderful. Different environments will create different characters and different endings.
From this sad memory that the original person deliberately forgot and no longer remembered.
Yang Lin learned several pieces of information.
That is, first, the Yang family is not a thing.
Secondly, my mother broke into a ruins and accidentally came here. She didn't know how she left afterward. Anyway, she looked quite miserable.
Thirdly, the Divine Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique was only a fragmentary version without a general outline. She was not very good at practicing it, and she suffered internal injuries from practicing it.
Later, he seemed to have experienced some dangers, probably related to the official career of Mr. Yang of the Yang family. Anyway, before the injury healed, he was kicked out of the house and took his original body to the wild to survive.
Later, the original person continued to work hard until adulthood, joined the Chengtian Escort Agency, and became a martial arts master by relying on the divine elephant prison-suppressing skills he had practiced haphazardly.
Later, he adopted Hu Ya and after being injured, he opened a small martial arts gym in the city to make a living.
Relying on cheating and recruiting a few apprentices to make a living, life is boring.
An ordinary life, a life of failure...
Just think about it, a thirty-three-year-old young man who is not yet married, drinks eight cents a pound of low-quality wine every day, cooks some beans to get himself drunk, and doesn't even know how to take care of himself. You can imagine how miserable this life is.
Huya was used to living a hard life by following him.
Most of the time, this girl would carry a stick and go hunting in the mountains in the suburbs, get some meat, beat teeth for the father and son as a sacrifice, and also go to the street to sell some money to make ends meet.
In the first ten years, it was Yang Lin who raised Huya. It is estimated that in the next few years, it will be the little girl who will raise the master and father.
Fortunately, Hu Ya has grown up and can show off her talents and earn more money to support herself.
"Bah, what was I thinking?"
Yang Lin suddenly woke up.
I am no longer the injured and hopeless master of a run-down martial arts gym, but a famous emperor killer. Does His Majesty, Emperor Wu, need a little girl to support him?
I was almost dragged into a ditch by the original person's negative emotions.
The original person was naturally useless, a loser who was waiting to die, but it was not without its benefits.
The half-book Divine Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique that he firmly memorized in his heart could still be of great help to him.
Or, the "mother" back then would have practiced so hard that she was covered in injuries because she only practiced half a book because she didn't have a general outline.
However, Yang Lin is different.
Because he doesn't have to practice from scratch.
Rather, by absorbing the profound concepts and following a certain method, you can get started directly.
Without the general outline, what is missing is actually a set of exercises to solidify the foundation and cultivate the innate origin.
Therefore, directly practicing the Divine Elephant Prison Suppression Kung Fu will extract the body’s potential.
The faster and stronger you practice, the more depleted your body will be. No matter how much medicine or resources you use, it cannot be replenished.
That kind of injury is the original injury. It seems to be nothing, but it will rebel at the critical moment, making it impossible to save even if you want to save it.
To compare, it is like building a house directly on the beach without laying a foundation. You will see that the house is majestic and the temple is dense. As long as a strong wind comes, the house will fall down.
Because the foundation is weak, the higher the house rises, the faster it will fall.
But Yang Lin is different.
He walked through several worlds.
Fellow practitioners of Jing, Qi, and Shen, not only are their spiritual cultivation not weak at all, but their spirits are strong, their Qi Yuan is strong, and their foundations in the realm of generation can be said to be as thick as any.
Especially the physical essence.
His energy and blood have reached an incredible level.
That's something you learned bit by bit from the mortal world.
From the martial art of transporting Qi and blood, to holding elixirs and refining Gang, to seeing the gods as indestructible, and finally through the infusion of essence from the Evil Emperor's relics, the He's Jade Wall was completed with extraordinary powers...
To say that this body has become an innate Tao fetus or a Yuan fetus may be a bit exaggerated.
However, among acquired bodies, he is already considered a first-class talent.
Let's practice the Divine Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique. This strange technique with mythological characteristics is not afraid of stimulating potential and regenerating energy concretely.
He has a lot of capital, and he can directly train a huge elephant, even a dragon elephant, and a primal elephant, until he becomes a divine elephant.
Now that he is far away from the late stage of the third level, the perfection of heaven and man is still short of the Marquis of Fire. Yang Lin is confident that he can use the divine elephant prison-suppressing technique to directly train his essence into the third level Yuan Xiang, directly in his primary golden body. On top, add a layer of Dharma.
In Yang Lin's view, the human body described in the technique is composed of 840 million particles. After practicing and stimulating the potential, each of the 840 million particles can become a giant elephant, or even Practice the divine image.
Then join forces, and just think about it and you will know how powerful this power will be.
It really shakes the stars, penetrates the sky, and reaches the moon with just one move.
At Yang Lin's stage, he has understood that material power is really powerful to a certain extent, but in fact there is not much difference from energy attacks.
In myths and legends, when Pangu struck out with an axe, there was no distinction between matter and energy, virtuality and reality, truth and falsehood.
Directly distinguish the clear from the turbid and create the world.
Of course, the boss is the boss, and ordinary people should not imagine that realm.
Yang Lin still honestly stimulates his potential.
First, train the Yuan Xiang to give your body an extra 100,000 kilograms of strength out of thin air.
When he first reached the divine realm, he gained the ability to see gods and be indestructible. At this time, he could directly see the particles inside his body.
Eight hundred and forty million, that is a false reference.
In fact, once a certain number is reached, no one can count them.
Yang Lin operated according to the technique and discovered that from his own perspective, it was cells.
There are more than hundreds of millions of cells in the human body, and if we use the power of seeing God to be indestructible, it would be meaningless to look closely.
Because, in his view, cells are the smallest biological units that can move.
There are dead ones and there are living ones, they are being created and destroyed every day, they are dividing and growing.
They are also divided into different groups, some fighting each other, and some cooperating with each other, just like independent and united countries.
The Divine Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique is to train these living cells without any thought to become extremely strong, with the power of dragons and elephants.
Seeing the big from the small.
Combined with the mighty power of the cells in the whole body, whenever the intention comes, the sky will shake and the earth will shake. The power is simply immeasurable.
"Good technique."
Yang Lin was also well-informed, and he couldn't help but marvel when he saw such a grand and ambitious technique.
Therefore, the only difficulty is to supplement nutrition.
Absorption of energy.
I want to practice the technique to perfection, but now, not only can I not keep up with the speed of eating with my mouth, but I can't keep up with the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth even if I set up a formation to swallow the energy.
Just one step of training will take a lot of time to accumulate.
