Suddenly, the voice sounded again, "Lonely people are not timid, because there is nothing more terrifying than loneliness. Observing you for six years should also let you understand something."

As the sound disappeared, several black fragments flashed in front of Zhang Yang. The fragments floated like leaves, slowly gathering, and finally turned into a substantial human body!

Finally, Zhang Yang cleared the true face of the person who spoke. This was a young man in black robe with black hair shawls. The other party was completely trapped in an extreme sense of loneliness, and his temperament was nothing but loneliness.

This temperament made Zhang Yangxin feel a sense of mutual appreciation.

The young man's eyes seemed to have no pupils, and his eyes looked like small black holes. With the young man's eyes, Zhang Yang felt that his soul was almost swallowed!

He could clear the face of this young man in black robe, which was a kind of weird beauty and a kind of weird handsomeness. The faces of men and women seemed to be constantly changing. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yang still had two faces on his face again and again.

alternately!

"What's going on?" Zhang Yang said in confusion, then closed his eyes and recalled which one was real, but he actually forgot about the appearance of the young man! He closed his eyes again, but he still forgot about it! The situation was very strange!

The young man in black robe emerged from Zhang Yang's doubts and shock and said calmly: "No need, with your low cultivation level, you can't remember my appearance even if you have a thousand times."

"Which martial arts master is Senior?" Zhang Yang said respectfully. Since he rarely talks to others, his way of speaking is a bit immature.

He didn't want to mention the other party's appearance anymore. The other party said that his cultivation was low and he was not clear, so why bother asking for trouble?

But he also knew to be respectful to this master. After all, the black fragments turned into human body. This move was unprecedented in Zhang Yang and never seen. However, no one of the more than ten masters from Zhang Yang came to Tianmen Island to know this move.

"People in the mountains and fields are insignificant. Your "Taiyin Remnant Body" is very good." The young man in black robe said calmly, with Zhang Yang's eyes showing great interest.

When he met a strange martial arts master, he might have the opportunity to solve his problem of destroying his body. At this time, Zhang Yang seemed very excited.

He hurriedly asked, "What is the physique of the residual body of Taiyin? My dantian cannot condense the cyclone of the Yuan energy. If you become a warrior, can you tell the reason?"

The young man in black robe said: "All things in the world are divided into yin and yang, and human physiques are also divided into yin and yang. There are many kinds of yin energy in the world. Taiyin is the Tai Chi Yin energy formed by heaven and earth, and it must be the ultimate of yin energy."

"But your "Taiyin Remnant" is an extremely incomplete physique. Because the yin energy is extremely strong and swallows the yang energy, the yin and yang are incompatible, disrupting the original bloodline, causing the Dantian method to condense the original energy. For others, it is just a waste body and is even more unsuitable for others.

Cultivate the energy of the essence.”

"It turns out that I am still a useless body, and I still have the magic to cultivate the Yuan energy." Zhang Yang's originally bright eyes dimmed again, and he murmured with a little discouragement.

The young man in black robe said calmly again: "Yin Qi represents death, Yang Qi represents life. Your physique is extremely incomplete. The Yin Qi is too strong and the Yang Qi is lost. The dead Qi has already filled your soul. You will not live to be eighteen years old."

"Ah? I'm almost dead! You lied to me, I'm a young man, how could I have the energy of death? The road to heaven is so great that I can definitely become a warrior, so what if I'm useless? I can definitely break this confinement, life span

It will only increase, not decrease." Zhang Yang retorted loudly.

It was a little discouraged, but the young man's words aroused the tenacity in Zhang Yang's bones. For the past sixteen years, they did not make Zhang Yang surrender, but instead developed his tenacious and unyielding character.

In order to become a warrior, he had failed to condense the Yuanneng cyclone for more than fifty times, but he still firmly believed that he would succeed and still worked hard without venting it. This was a crazy perseverance and his biggest gain in 16 years!

Hearing Zhang Yang's unwavering words, a dark light flashed in the eyes of the young man in black robe, nodded, and thought to himself: "The tenacity in his bones is a good seedling."

He continued: "You understand for yourself that from ten to sixteen years old, your body is getting weaker and weaker, and you often have a conscious trance, right?"

The young man in black robe said the truth. As he grew older, Zhang Yang would always feel inexplicably that his consciousness was about to leave his body, and his body became less and worse than before!

In theory, if you often practice the energy of the essence, even if you cannot condense into a cyclone, you will be tempered, but Zhang Yang's is gradually declining!

As soon as the other party said that, Zhang Yang also discovered the seriousness of the situation. No one wanted to die, and Zhang Yang didn't want to die even more. He was unwilling to die just like this. He wanted to become a warrior!
Chapter completed!