() Throughout the morning, Yan Lan and Yan Lingyu competed and exchanged ideas at the nearby martial arts field. Yan Lan did not hide her secrets and taught each other all her understanding of the martial arts techniques. Yan Lingyu was sweating profusely from practicing.

Very happy.

"Sister Ling Yu, let me go. The sun is right now. What I taught you has only scratched the surface of your cultivation, so you are clamoring for new teachings. Do you want to practice hard or do you want something new?" Yan Lan's pleading eyes

Looking at Yan Lingyu who was clutching her tightly in front of her, her tone was full of helplessness.

"Oh, brother Xiaolan, just teach me everything at once. There is still one month left, and my sister is too embarrassed to go to you every day! You teach me everything, and I will let you practice peacefully this month. How about it? Hmm...

If you are afraid that I will defeat you in the family competition, then I swear, if unfortunately I meet you in the competition for the top eight, I will give up my qualifications. Isn't this okay?" Yan Lingyu's eyes were earnest, if it weren't for Yan Lingyu

Lan knew her very well and actually thought she was so wronged that she cried.

Unable to resist Yan Lingyu's insistence, Yan Lan smiled bitterly and said: "Okay, I will have to train hard in the afternoon. Unlike your female group, you only need to practice the techniques quietly every day and don't have to suffer from the physical training.

"

Yan Lingyu then raised her eyebrows and smiled and said: "If we girls become so dark and muscular through training, who can get married? What's more, girls only want longevity and self-preservation in martial arts. The sky is falling.

, isn't it supported by brave men like you! Without the tenderness of our daughter's family, how can we highlight the domineering power of your men..."

Yan Lan gave Yan Lingyu a sharp look and said angrily: "Whoever wants to marry her in the future will not only be unable to offend her sharp teeth, but even the base of her ears will be smoothed out."

Afterwards, Yan Lan casually poured out the last bit of understanding she had retained.

After finally getting rid of Yan Lingyu's entanglement, Yan Lan arrived at the training ground. Before she could take a breath, the afternoon training began.

In front of the young team, Yan Muxiong shouted loudly: "Everyone, can anyone break through to the third level using Chen Jue?"

Dongchen Jue is the core spiritual secret of the Yan family. It is divided into nine levels. Only the core disciples of the family can practice it.

The more than fifty teenagers suddenly started to stir slightly. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. Only a few of them made a slight sound.

"The third level? I seem to have just broken through some time ago!" Yan Lan fiddled with her clothes a few times with her fingertips and thought to herself.

"snort!"

Seeing only a few people nodding slightly, Yan Muxiong shook his sleeves with dissatisfaction and coldly snorted: "Young men, Dongchen Jue is a third-level mid-level spiritual jue with huge power. You guys?"

Do you know what the concept of third-order mid-grade is?”

Many young people looked at each other, only a few of them were thoughtful.

Yan Muxiong took a deep breath and said sternly: "Perhaps you are not clear about the relationship between the level of the spiritual art and the realm of cultivation. Then I will tell you now that the third-level mid-level means that this level of spiritual art has been cultivated.

With cultivation, you can reach the third level of intermediate level."

"The third level!" Hearing this, Yan Lan's heart skipped a beat.

"There are countless clan sects scattered on the sky. Among the one hundred clan sects, more than ninety clans have first-order and second-order spiritual arts, but only four or five clans have third-order spiritual arts.

There is no clan that possesses the legendary fourth-level spiritual art."

"So, the spiritual arts you are practicing now are top-notch and rare spiritual arts in Tianlu. Young people from some families are struggling to learn the third-level spiritual arts. And you, you have been practicing the middle-level third-level spiritual arts since the beginning.

If you can't compare to others in Pinling Jue, then it will be a shame not just for you."

Yan Muxiong's eyes flashed sharply, and his voice was full of solemn majesty.

"I need to remind you that only by cultivating the Dynamic Chen Jue to the third level can you hope to compete for the King's Weapon in the family competition. Everyone should meditate for three sticks of incense first and reflect on your own cultivation."

Afterwards, the young men sat cross-legged on the ground, with thoughts rolling around in their minds. However, Yan Lan did not think about those messy things, but comprehended the Hongming Art over and over again in order to find the elusive secret.

Secret meaning.

"Dongchen Jue is the third-level mid-level. I wonder what level the Hongming Jue my father taught me is?" Yan Lan suddenly thought about it, "But according to my judgment, the Hongming Jue must be no less than

Dong Chen Jue, and it seems that its origin is quite mysterious, my father has never allowed me to reveal it, but I don’t know why?”

After three sticks of incense, Yan Muxiong performed his family's unique skills, so that many young people could see its power, feel its power, understand its secrets, and then practice and use it to learn from each other's strengths.

Yan Lan's eyes drifted between Yan Lingyi and Yan Lingrui. Yan Lingyi had a slender figure, elegant and agile movements, and was sharp and restrained in his movements. He was indeed a person who kept his secrets to himself.

Looking at Yan Lingrui again, his figure has both the thickness and stability of Yan Lingshan and the gracefulness and agility of Yan Lingyi. It can be described as a combination of strength and softness. If you don't look carefully, you would think that his strength is neither soft nor strong, and it is difficult to enter.

Where is Dharma Eye!

"I'm not afraid of the late Yuan Dan cultivation, but the peak Yuan Dan is a bit tricky." Yan Lan secretly speculated.

Although the late stage and the peak are both high in the realm, the strength of the peak is much higher than that of the later stage. The peak means reaching the limit of a certain realm, and it is possible to break through to the next level at any time.

During the afternoon training, Yan Lan secretly observed Yan Lingyi and Yan Lingrui, and found that their training did not show their full strength. He couldn't help frowning. His goal was to obtain the King's Weapon as soon as possible and help his father regain his strength.

.Due to the decline in strength, his father was always looked down upon by his clan members. He saw this, and although he didn't say anything, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

Although the tribe respected Yan Li because of his outstanding performance, they were still cold in their hearts. If he couldn't get the King's Weapon this year, he would have to wait another year, and his father would have to bear the ridicule of the tribe for one more year.

, Yan Lan was a little impatient.

Therefore, in every training, Yan Lan exerts his full strength and never hides his secrets. He knows that hiding secrets will make others unable to see his depth, but in the long run, it will inevitably affect the quality of his training. Instead of hiding it,

Personally, it is better to train with all your strength. Any small means is not as reliable as absolute strength.

Among the onlookers, a tall man stood proudly, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"My son Lingshan has indeed lived up to my expectations. If he trains accordingly, he will come first in the family competition a month later, and his chances of winning the King's Weapon will be greater. The family will usher in the selection of a new generation of clan leaders.

With my strength and Shan'er's first place result, I am even more sure of becoming the clan leader." The man is Yan Lingshan's father - Yan Mufeng.

Yan Mufeng is one of the strong candidates for the patriarch of the family. Before running for the patriarch this time, it coincides with the annual competition among the younger generations of the family. Yan Lingshan's outstanding performance will definitely be a big boost for him to run for the patriarch.

Yan Mufeng smiled slightly and turned to look at a lonely figure in the distance. It was a burly middle-aged man. He stood far away, looking at the training with clear eyes, motionless.

"Yan Li, although your son Yan Lan is extremely talented, your strength is no longer what it was before. In addition, no matter how outstanding Yan Lan is, after all, he is three years younger than Shan'er. The three-year gap means that he is destined to fail in this year's competition.

Better than Shan'er... And although you are an illegitimate son, with your original strength, you are the most qualified person to become the clan leader in the Yan family, which respects strength. But now, your strength has been greatly reduced.

, the position of clan leader has been insulated from you..."

Yan Mufeng sighed and shook his head. Then he gave a look, clenched his fists, and said secretly: "The quality of the next generation only determines who the next clan leader will be. The most critical factor in running for clan leader is your own strength. I

It’s better to practice..."

His eyes stayed on Yan Lingshan for a few minutes, and with a satisfied smile, Yan Mufeng slowly retreated.

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