The night is blank, the stars are lonely, and the bright moon is in the sky

A lamp is like a bean, the shadow of the lamp sways

Under the dim light inside the house, the delicate fingers gently stroked the bones in front of you.

"If I read these patterns correctly, they should be spiritual patterns. I didn't expect that this is a monster that is about to evolve."

The so-called spiritual patterns are actually runes that are naturally generated. This is not a secret in Panwu Continent. Creatures with spiritual patterns are naturally powerful and can even generate wisdom and have spirituality no less than humans. They are called monsters in Panwu Continent, and those tamed by humans and serving humans are called spiritual beasts.

In other words, the wild boar they cooked was actually a monster, but it was not capable, so the unlucky one was caught and peeled and eaten.

A monster with spiritual patterns sounds very powerful, but the word "monster" is actually the same as a warrior, and its strength is as strong as a barrier.

The spiritual patterns in front of him don’t look much, not big, and not complete. In addition, the owner of the spiritual patterns was caught by more than a dozen Zhuang Dings, which shows that this is just a low-level monster that has just generated spiritual patterns and has not evolved completely. This is why he is cheap.

The bone in his hand should be part of his skull. Although it seems a bit incomplete, it can still distinguish the properties of the spiritual pattern and strengthen the film.

This is also the most common order in the evolution of most monsters. First, strengthen the membrane, then muscles, bones, qi and blood, complete the evolution of the body, form unique magical powers, and finally, wisdom is born.

To put it bluntly, this wild boar is actually just a little thicker skin. Calling a monster is a way to praise him.

Under the light, several messy broken bones were scattered on the orange-brown broken bones scattered on the table. This was selected by Yu He from a large number of bones. In addition to the pure white skull fragments, there were six pieces, of different sizes and shapes. These are also bones with spiritual patterns, but they are more incomplete than the skull, and some have just been formed.

But this is not important. What is important is that the quality of these bones can carry spiritual patterns, which is enough!

Jingxin focused for a long time, and Yu He opened his eyes, slowly calmed down his excited heart, and took one of the smoother bones in front of him.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the broken bones and felt the broken bones with his skin, and felt the faint and almost unsensible spiritual literature on the broken bones. In his mind, stripes emerged, intertwined a mysterious pattern.

Yu He's eyes became deeper, he gently put down the broken bones, picked up a thin needle pen, and gently tapped the needle tip, and began to outline fine and complex lines along the original pattern on the broken bones. The lines gradually increased, intertwined with the original spiritual patterns on the broken bones, and moved towards the pattern in his mind bit by bit.

After about half an hour, the surface of the broken bones was covered with fine lines, and Yu He's forehead began to be covered with fine beads of sweat. At this time, he felt that his spirit was getting worse and worse, as if he had not been asleep for several days, and even his eyes became blurred.

The needle pen in his hand hovered for a while, and he rubbed his stubborn eyes. The needle pen fell down again. I don’t know how long it took, but he finally completed the last stroke. Sweat soaked his whole body, and he seemed to have been fished out of the water.

He sat upright, his eyes becoming bright and bright. The broken bones on the table also changed strangely at this time. The broken bones that were originally standing still began to tremble slightly, with a faint, faint buzzing sound spreading around. He could even feel the air around him flowing at this moment...

A breeze suddenly rose, came suddenly, and disappeared suddenly.

Suddenly, the fine lines covered with broken bones were filled with extremely subtle, but there was a conspicuous silver light. The silver light flowed like flowing water, flowing along the lines, like a river returning to the sea, gathering the center of the broken bone spirit pattern, and flashed suddenly, and then disappeared like fireworks. At the moment when the spiritual light disappeared, a light gray stream of light shot out from the broken bones and shot into Yu He's forehead. With a light "bang", the broken bones broke open and scattered on the table, and the color became darker, as if it was weathered.

Yu He's body trembled slightly when he was sitting upright. After the gray light shot into his forehead, it began to merge into his bones. What followed was a numb and itchy feeling, slowly spreading from the forehead to his whole body.

A strange feeling filled his whole body. His muscles and muscles began to twist, his fists were clenched, and fine beads of sweat poured out again, and then there was a trace of black body fluid that smelled smelly.

This feeling disappeared after about a quarter of an hour. He then stood up and stretched his waist wide. As he moved, his bones began to "splite" like fried beans, and his body grew several inches taller.

"It's so comfortable!!" After stretching, he felt nothing in his body, and nothing in his body was unwell.

Sure enough, the improvement of time travelers still depends on golden fingers, hard practice, etc., which are all evil ways! Ten years of cultivation have not yet achieved the success of this moment!

He shook his hands and the dark sweat was dark. He looked at the broken bones on the table with some regrets, swept it into the trash can, then put away the remaining six broken bones and packed everything in an orderly manner. Then he shook his body, stretched out his whole body, and rushed into the yard like a spirit ape.

Huhuhuhuhu...

The fist stood up and moved, like a shadow following the shape, and the movement was like the wind, changing the fist into a grab. The strong wind teared and every step was taken, leaving a shallow foot mark on the hard land. After a few breaths, his movements gradually slowed down. Sometimes, every punch, every kick, every step, would pause for a long time...

"Is this kid going to break the realm?!"

Outside the courtyard, a figure appeared silently. Looking at Yu He's movements, he nodded slightly. Although Yu He's movements were slow, he was not unskilled, but was calibrating his own movements. Every movement was about to be standardized and turned himself into a spiritual ape.

Lingyuan Foundation Building Fist, the top-grade Foundation Building Fist inherited by Yangwu Hou Mansion. Although it is just a concubine, in terms of foundation building boxing, it is at the same starting line as all the children of the Hou Mansion. Unfortunately, they have reached the end and he has just started.

As the boxing posture was calibrated bit by bit, he felt his movements become smoother and more comfortable. Every time the boxing wind was made even, the strength of his body gradually formed a whole, the muscles and bones were mobilized, and the dispersed power was also concentrated. The messy and scattered force became uniform, regular and harmonious. Each force turned into a trickle of stream and finally returned to the sea.

With a "boom", it seemed as if something exploded in his mind. At this moment, the whole body was condensed into a whole, and there was no difference between them.

"Break the realm?!" The middle-aged man outside the courtyard raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, he sighed lightly, shook his head and left.

"I'm just getting to know it now, don't you think it's too late?!"

"It's broken!" Yu He did not notice the figure outside the yard. He slowly put away his fist style, and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The next moment, he raised his head and shouted loudly, "Come here, young master, I want to take a shower!"

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The martial arts of Panwu Continent are divided into three levels and nine grades.

To strengthen the body is the lower realm, qi and blood are the middle realm, and qi control is the upper realm.

Each realm is divided into three levels, namely, breaking the realm, small success and great success, so there is a saying of the nine levels.

Above the ninth grade, he is the master.

Just like today, there are many warriors, but only a few masters.

Only by shaping the body and breaking the realm can one truly embark on the path of martial arts. They are qualified to be called first-class warriors, and the rest are all miscellaneous items.

Although it is only a first-class, it is already qualified to be called a warrior.

As the name suggests, the body-building realm is mainly to exercise and strengthen one's body. If one is not strong, everything is illusory.

If you want to strengthen your body, you rely on hard training and a large amount of resources to build up. Only by taking two steps can you achieve the right way.

Needless to say, Yu He gave up and lie dormant for more than ten years because he couldn't bear that pain.

The resource pileup is to use various rare medicinal materials to clean one's body, not only to wash it outside, but also to refine it inside.

Washing outside depends on the medicinal bath, and washing inside depends on the elixir.

This is not something that ordinary people can bear, so there is a saying that there is a wealthy and rich man.

Of course, in the absence of resources, you can also be included in the product by relying on the right method to temper your body. However, this way, you have to suffer more and more time.

All such martial artists who are included in the grade are strong-willed people.

Yu He will definitely not succeed.
Chapter completed!