Chen Jianxin was still very concerned about cultivation. He took Tian Hao a stick of incense in advance to a wide cultivation square, facing the east, and sat cross-legged.

Pure Yang Palace is like its name, and its exercises are pure Yang system. Even the Zixia Gong, which Yu Rui majors in, is also a pure Yang attribute internal skill.

Compared with Chaoyang's cultivation, it can achieve twice the result with half the effort, and the power of the sun is also a necessary energy for pure yang exercises.

Otherwise, the pure yang of the human body alone will not go far.

When the sun rises completely, many disciples stop practicing.

Pure yang is not the ultimate yang, it is the limit that ordinary people can carry. After the sun rises completely, the yang attribute will continue to increase, exceeding the human body's tolerance limit, and it is not suitable for absorption and refining.

At the same time, the extreme yang attribute is not only harmful to the body, but also difficult to control perfectly, and there are endless troubles.

Unless you can cultivate to the level of Yin generation of the Yang Pole and get extraordinary talents.

"Are you the new disciple Tian Hao who is closed?"

After completing the internal skills practice, when practicing sword skills, a burly figure walked over, with a giant sword like a door panel behind him.

"Have you met Uncle Zhuo!"

Tian Hao didn't do anything, so he bowed calmly.

After all, I have already joined Chunyang Palace, so it is natural to call him the word "Master and Uncle".

“Very good, very good!”

Looking at Tian Hao's body that was not shorter than him and his extremely thick arms, Zhuo Fengming was extremely satisfied.

Last night, he received a report from his disciple, saying that he had received a genius with a talent as talented as himself. Today, he came here to see it and found that he was indeed talented.

Although Chunyang Palace is the master of Taoist sect who is the main qi cultivation master, Lu Zu, is a contemporary Taoist immortal figure, and is also known as the best in the world.

But as his master's personal disciple, he is actually practicing external skills horizontally, and even if he practices internal skills, it is only an auxiliary.

He has always wanted to find a successor, but unfortunately none of them can be seen, and today he finally met one.

God helps me too!

"Bang!"

Suddenly, he slapped Tian Hao's shoulder, and the heavy force slapped Tian Hao's feet into the hard rocky ground.

"Have you practiced horizontal and external skills?"

Seeing that Tian Hao's expression did not change at all, Zhuo Fengming was even more satisfied while being surprised.

It’s good to practice horizontal and external skills!

Whether it is internal or external skills, you can only create a perfect foundation by practicing step by step since childhood.

When he was a child, he did not practice horizontal external skills to lay the foundation. He did not meet his master and joined him until he was fifteen years old when the root bone formed.

Even though the master taught both internal and external skills, it is still difficult to achieve a perfect foundation.

In recent years, his practice has felt a bit obscure and it is difficult to break through the bottleneck.

This is why I didn’t lay a solid foundation when I was a child.

"I have practiced some horizontal external skills."

While pulling out his feet, he replied that Tian Hao still has a good impression of Zhuo Fengming.

Such people who practice both inside and outside are rare in the world. If they really want to succeed in their cultivation, their potential will inevitably be far beyond those warriors who walk on one leg.

"Come on, let me have a few moves to let these unscrupulous brats know how powerful the warriors are."

After signaling to Tian Hao, Zhuo Fengming walked to the center of the martial arts training ground with itchy hands. The Chunyang disciples who were originally practicing swords quickly dispersed and gave up the venue.

"Junior Brother Tian's external skills are so powerful."

Chen Jianxin, who had never dared to speak, looked down at the two big footprints and had a further understanding of Tian Hao's external skills.

He was just around the side, and he could vaguely see that Master Zhuo Fengming's slap was not simple and his strength was amazing.

But although such amazing force hit Tian Hao's feet on the ground, he could not feel any vibration on the side.

Obviously, the force of that slap was perfectly endorsed by Tian Hao.

However, Chen Jianxin was shocked, but Tian Hao was not sure that he sighed secretly in his heart.

If he had put it in the past, the force of the slap could be perfected. Even if he stood on the egg, he would not break the egg, let alone make footprints on the rocky ground.

Unfortunately, Cang Tian's clone completely erased his skills and spiritual consciousness, making it difficult to perfectly control himself. Being able to control his own weight is already the limit.

Otherwise, his current body density and weight would be able to collapse the mountain.

Zhuo Fengming's slap just now faintly broke his own balance, leaving a pair of deep footprints on the rock.

However, it was precisely because of these pair of footprints that Zhuo Fengming felt a little relieved. Otherwise, he would not be able to keep any traces, so he would have to deeply doubt Tian Hao's origin.

"Use your all-out efforts, this is also an assessment of you by your teacher."

Punching the giant sword behind him on the ground, Zhuo Fengming reminded him seriously.

When he saw Tian Hao for the first time, he regarded it as his disciple and could perfectly inherit his own legacy.

The slap he had just made him more satisfied. Zhuo Fengming was about to settle this disciple.

He had a premonition that as long as he trained this disciple, he would definitely become the first person in the third generation of Chunyang, and would make him look fierce in front of his seniors.

"Disciple understand!"

Tian Hao also climbed up, becoming Zhuo Fengming's disciple would be more beneficial to his next plan.

After saying that, he stepped on his feet suddenly, and his body appeared in front of Zhuo Fengming like a teleportation, and punched him down.

Although the speed of the fist was not fast, the power contained on it made Zhuo Fengming's face slightly condensed.

Without any hesitation, he raised his right hand and simply raised his tripod with a move.

"when!"

The collision between the fists and palms actually caused a loud collision sound like a big bell, which made the Chunyang disciples watching the battle outside buzz and felt very uncomfortable.

"It's good, but the speed is a little slower."

Zhuo Fengming, who had already turned into a tripod with both hands, looked admiring, but his expression became even more serious.

The power contained in that punch just now exceeded his expectations, and it almost happened. Fortunately, the reaction was prompt and he raised his other hand to block it.

"The special effects are not fancy enough, play bigger!"

A voice came into my ears, and Tian Hao heard that it was Zhuo Fengming's secret voice transmission.

After thinking about it, he roughly understood what was going on. On the way he came, he asked Chen Jianxin about the internal situation of Chunyang Palace.

The Pure Yang Palace is divided into seven meridians: Jingxu, Yuxu, Lingxu, Qingxu, Zixu, Jinxu and Chongxu. Among them, Jingxu is slightly declining due to Xie Yunliu's affairs, and the remaining six meridians are the least prosperous.

The main reason is that the Jinxu lineage held by Zhuo Fengming requires majoring in horizontal practice and practicing external skills. It is extremely difficult to practice. Without great perseverance, it is difficult to achieve anything.

There are too few people who have the perseverance and hard work these days.

At the same time, Chunyang Miyamoto is a Qi Practicing Sect. The Jinxu lineage, who is a major in cultivating body, does look quite strange.

Even young people with this talent probably would not choose to join the Chunyang Palace.

I guess Jin Xu wanted to use today's battle to prove the power of the horizontal martial artists to these low-level disciples, so he attracted a lot of low-level disciples to invest in the Jinxu lineage, or even to change his cultivation.

Without words, I continued to punch and no longer perfectly control my own strength.

The vented force drove the air to form a strong wind, forcing the outsiders to take several steps back, and looked shocked.

"Good punch!"

The big eyes, like a copper bell, lit up, and Zhuo Fengming also swung his fist to meet him.

Two iron fists, one big and one small, collided, stirring up a more sharp and violent wind, making the disciples watching the battle on the outside unable to help but retreat again.

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Chapter completed!