For three days in a row, Yang Qi sneaked out quietly and practiced the "Immortal Elephant Prison Suppressing Power" at night.
During the day, he pretended to be recovering from his injuries and kept it hidden, making everyone feel that his skills were being exploited.
Destroyed and cannot be restored.
After all, people whose skills have been abolished are basically unable to recover.
If he suddenly recovers and makes rapid progress, he will definitely be noticed by many people.
At least the masters of the City Lord's Mansion will pay attention to him, which is not a good thing.
If the "Immortal Elephant Prison Suppression Power" is exposed, I am afraid that the entire Yang family will be devastated.
For flat ground.
The more he practiced, the more he felt that this technique was profound, profound, unbelievable, and truly unparalleled.
In order to reveal the fact that one's skills have been restored, one must cultivate to a higher level.
During these three days of practice, his strength has really improved by leaps and bounds.
His Qigong cultivation is deep and powerful, and he can crack gold and stone with every movement of his hands and feet.
Although the second tiny particle has not been awakened to the level of two ancient giant elephants, it is already many times more powerful than the average fifth-stage "violent energy" level master.
It can be said that if ten masters of the fifth level of "violent energy" come to surround him, they are afraid that they will be killed by him one by one.
The terrifying power of the divine elephant to suppress the prison is far more than that.
When Yang Qi uses this qigong, as soon as it is restrained, the meridians in the body will dry up, all the vitality will disappear, and the sea of qi will also be in a dry state, without any sign of vitality.
But in fact, all his vitality has been hidden in the tiny particles of awakening.
His body is as deep as hell, and the darkness is bottomless.
No one can detect the depth of his true cultivation.
This is a perfect cover-up.
As powerful as a god, as deep as hell.
This magical skill is really terrifying.
During these three days of practice, Yang Qi became much more proficient in Qigong than before, and was able to use this magical skill to perfectly conceal his aura.
Even if a master used Qigong to probe deeply into his meridians, he would still think that he was A waste.
After experiencing this great change, he deeply understood the importance of hiding one's clumsiness.
If he continues to practice like this, he will soon enter the sixth stage of Qigong and the realm of military energy.
Condensing Qi into a weapon, gathering it into substance, sending out sword Qi from his hand, and shooting out with a sword, piercing through the iron armor.
The realm of the sixth stage of "military energy" is many times stronger than that of the fifth stage of "violent energy", and the lethality is not comparable to that of violent energy.
Some masters of the fifth stage of violent qi cannot enter the realm of "military qi" throughout their lives.
Even the most talented and powerful people need at least ten years of hard training before they can condense their qi into a soldier.
Although Yang Qi is a young talent, he has never seen the power of a master in the martial arts realm.
In the past three days, Yang Qi also tried to communicate with the little golden man between his eyebrows with his mind, but the golden man was motionless, like a god, and ignored him at all.
Although this little golden man is in his body, he seems to be in an alien space.
Only his thoughts can communicate with him, and even the most powerful people cannot see him.
"What kind of divine being resides in the center of my eyebrows?
It can teach me such supreme qigong as the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power.
It must be a living creature.
Why is it ignoring me?
Is my state not enough to communicate with him now?"
Yang Qi I was very confused.
However, the little golden man ignored him, and he had no choice but to look at him and sigh.
Sitting in his house, he once again entered into deep meditation, trying to figure out the mystery of the gods' power to suppress prisons.
Early on the third day, it was just dawn.
Many carriages appeared at the eight gates of Yandu City, and caravans rushed to the Yang family's residence in Yandu City, which attracted many people's attention.
"What happened?
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Why are so many caravans going to Yang's house?
Who are these people?"
"You probably don't know yet, but these are branches of the Yang family in other cities.
You see, that caravan is a branch of the Yang family in Chaolu City.
The person in charge is Yang Zhen, the cousin of the family leader Yang Zhan, and The caravan with the white tiger embroidered on the flag is a branch of the Yang family in Baishi City, and Yang Shi is the leader."
"A big thing happened in the Yang family in the past three days.
The son of the family leader Yang Zhan stole an important treasure from the city lord's mansion.
That boy Yang Qi was deprived of his martial arts skills, and now he wants to order the Yang family to compensate for the treasure.
That treasure is worth a fortune, and the Yang family cannot afford to pay for it.
Now we need to hold a family meeting to discuss how to compensate."
"The elders of the Yang family will compensate for this matter.
The Yang family looks good this time.
Not only will they have to compensate the city lord's mansion for a large amount of property, but there will also be internal strife within the family.
I'm afraid it will be the beginning of its decline."
"Who made Yang Zhan give birth to an unfilial son?"
Crunch.
The carriage wheels made of fine steel rubbed against the ground, making a sharp and ear-piercing cry.
A caravan with a white tiger embroidered on it stopped in front of the Yang family's mansion.
As soon as the curtain of the magnificent carriage moved, a pair of mighty and noble leather boots stepped on the ground.
The owner of the leather boots is a middle-aged man, with a body as straight as a javelin, wearing a large cloak sprinkled with gold.
The sun is blazing in the sky, and the climate is hot, but with him as the center, there is a cold air radiating outwards, a hundred paces in radius.
Inside, there is a cool breeze.
This person's ice qigong has been cultivated to the point where it is almost at its peak.
Yang Shi, the branch leader of the Yang family in Baishi City.
"Father, our opportunity has come this time.
Heng Yangzhan has led the family for ten years.
This time I want to see if he still has the dignity to sit down as the head of the family."
After Yang Shi came down, a young man and woman also came out of the carriage behind.
They were his sons and daughters.
They were all young talents with long breaths, bright eyes, and advanced Qigong cultivation.
"We've arrived at the door of the house.
If you have anything to say, let's go in."
Yang Shi waved his hand to stop his children's cynicism.
He looked at a pair of stone lions in front of the Yang family's residence that were as tall as five or six people and were as tall as giant beasts, his eyes twinkling.
The edge.
"Yang Shi, it seems that you also have an interest in the position of the head of the family."
A faint voice came over, and a caravan stopped on the other side, and a middle-aged man also walked out, but he was wearing armor. , the armor is like jade, like silk, but it is a rare soft jade armor that can withstand the penetration of any magic weapons and even qigong.
The person in charge of the Yang family in Chaolu City is Yang Zhen.
"If you don't move Yang Zhan down, nothing will happen."
Yang Shi flicked his finger, and a finger shot out, showing the light of blue ice crystals, and honeycomb-like holes immediately appeared on the stone floor.
Layers of ice condensed and took shape under the scorching sun.
"Okay, Ice Qigong, you have already practiced to this level.
You have reached the seventh and eighth stages of Qigong.
I can tell you, don't take it lightly.
Yang Zhan's cultivation has already entered the realm of Qi transformation in the eighth stage of Qigong.
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He is so superb."
Yang Zhen, who had "Soft Jade Armor", had a stern expression on his face, and seemed to be intimidated by Yang Shi's Ice Qigong.
As soon as he held it up with his hand, the spring breeze suddenly blew in his face, and the ice on the ground melted one after another.
"You two, let's discuss it here.
Let's go to the mansion first, so as not to make outsiders laugh."
Another caravan stopped in the square in front of the Yang family's mansion, and a man who looked like a scholar with a folding fan in his hand walked up.
The Yang family's mansion is a wealthy family.
The square in front of the door is very huge and can accommodate thousands of people.
It is made of solid stone slabs and is cleaned spotlessly by servants every day.
"Yang Xu" Yang Shi moved, as if he was going to compete.
"This time because of Yang Zhan's bastard son, our Yang family has suffered huge losses.
The family is facing a crisis.
I don't know how many people have seen our joke.
We must first settle the internal affairs before going abroad."
Yang Xu opened the fan and said, "Why should we start fighting among ourselves first?"
Question Yang Zhan."
"Let's go."
Yang Shi's expression softened a little, and he walked into the Yang family's mansion with his head held high.
Afterwards, caravans from branches of the Yang family continued to stay in the square, and masters from the Yang family appeared one by one.
Even some elders of the Yang family who were traveling and practicing cultivation came here.
This family meeting is a real gathering of dragons.
In the room of the Yang family mansion.
Yang Qi was meditating and comprehending the mysteries.
Suddenly the girl Xiaoyan ran in in a hurry and said, "Master, it's not good.
Many masters from our Yang family branch have come to the square with great momentum.
They want to question the master.
Now the master wants you to Go to the parliament hall."
"Are you here?"
Yang Qi stood up and walked out: "It's time to see Zhenzhang."
"Master, you have to be careful," Xiaoyan said quickly.
Yang Qi nodded and came to the center of the mansion again, the spacious parliament hall.
There are already more than thirty people sitting in the hall.
In addition, behind these people sitting upright, there are still young talents standing one after another, hundreds of them.
Fortunately, the parliament hall is very large.
There are hundreds of people in it, so it is not crowded and it is very spacious.
Although there were many people, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and the air was so dull that it seemed to be dripping with water.
Swish Yang Qi stepped over the threshold and entered the parliament hall.
Suddenly, hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring straight at him, almost burning him up.
Among them were strong men with profound qigong, super strong spirits, and bright eyes.
It can kill people, and one look can make people collapse.
However, as soon as these mental pressures hit Yang Qi's body, the "Immortal Elephant Prison Suppressing Power" began to operate in the deepest part of his body, and all the mental pressures were resolved.
The idols suppressed hell, and the terrifying mental pressure of various demons and ghosts in hell were suppressed one by one.
Although Yang Qi has only just awakened Weiwei a small step, the pressure to deal with these people is already enough. snort At this moment, Yang Zhan, who was at the front of the hall, snorted coldly, and a mighty Qigong burst out suddenly, turning into a Qigong light curtain and covering Yang Qi.
Then, before Yang Qi could barely react, he was already standing next to his father.
"My son's martial arts have all been abolished, and you are actually joining forces to put pressure on him.
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Are you trying to kill him?"
Yang Zhan's voice echoed through the entire parliament hall.
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