C354 Dragon Soul Art
C354 Dragon Soul Art
"For example?"
The old man asked. "Do you see that small mountain over there?"
Yang Xuan immediately opened his eyes. He looked over the wall of the courtyard and saw a hill in the distance.
That was the mountain closest to the Yang family. There were a lot of ores in it. The Yang family had been mining that small mountain as an important economic support.
A few decades had passed, and the small mountain was still the same as before. It hadn't changed because of the mining of the Yang family.
This matter wasn't very magical, but it was often mentioned after meals in the Yang family.
"What's wrong with this hill?"
"The Dragon Soul Spell is divided into three levels. When you reach the highest level, the third level, you will be able to shatter this mountain with a single punch."
Yang Xuan's heart was immediately stirred up. He then said doubtfully, "Do you know how special this mountain is?"
"Of course I know. It's just an auxiliary energy vein. You will see a lot of such mountains in the future. They are not worth mentioning at all."
Although he didn't know what the supplementary spirit vein that Black Panther was talking about, his meaning was very clear. The Dragon Soul Spell had such a powerful physical strength!
Retracting his gaze, Yang Xuan focused all of his attention on the scripture in his mind and began to carefully read it.
The words on it were very obscure, flowing with a golden color. Every time Yang Xuan struggled to recognize a word, the word would immediately disappear, deeply engraved in Yang Xuan's memory.
It took Yang Xuan ten days to decipher this short hundred words scripture, and it was under the condition that the Black Panther couldn't bear to watch anymore and helped him.
However, Yang Xuan had also gained a lot from it. When he had just comprehended the last word, he had already mastered the Dragon Soul Spell and stepped into the first level.
After walking out of the courtyard, Yang Xuan looked around but couldn't see anyone. He followed the stone path to a thick banyan tree and took a deep breath.
This tree was planted when the Yang family came to the Qingzhou City. It grew rapidly and had become the thickest and largest tree in the entire Yang family.
Yang Xuan raised his right hand. A faint white light surrounded the tree. Just as he was about to strike out the Yang Spirit Essence Breaking Hand, it suddenly stopped.
"It seems like using the Yang Spirit Essence Breaking Hand will affect the results of the Dragon Soul Spell test. I think it's better if I don't use the Spiritual Force."
With this thought in mind, Yang Xuan withdrew the Spiritual Force. In an instant, he seemed to have become an ordinary, weak scholar who did not even have the strength to truss a chicken.
Immediately after, Yang Xuan clenched his fist and punched the banyan tree. He used his most savage long fist.
"Crack!"
The next moment, the banyan tree broke into pieces. Countless wood shavings burst out and broke into pieces, collapsing with a loud bang.
A huge cloud of dust was sent flying into the air. Yang Xuan stood rooted to the ground, staring blankly at his own fist.
He didn't even use a tiny bit of the Spiritual Force. He was in the state of an ordinary person. How could he be so powerful?
In an instant, Yang Xuan felt like he had become more barbaric, and his understanding of the Dragon Soul Spell had become clearer.
The sudden collapse of the banyan tree immediately alerted Yang Dingshan, who was lecturing a junior of the Yang family. He immediately walked out of the hall and looked at the direction of the collapsing banyan tree.
When he saw that it was the sound coming from Yang Xuan's courtyard, a trace of anxiety appeared on Yang Dingshan's face. He hurriedly rushed over with a few elders.
A group of people arrived in front of the great banyan tree. When they saw Yang Xuan, who was deep in thought, they knew that he was cultivating. Yang Dingshan heaved a sigh of relief.
If Yang Xuan was chased by someone just like the last time and disappeared for a few months, Yang family would be in big trouble.
Waving his hand to dismiss the people behind him, Yang Dingshan slowly walked to Yang Xuan and looked at him with his hands clasped behind his back.
Yang Dingshan didn't say anything. He knew that Yang Xuan must be thinking about something very important, so he didn't disturb him.
By the time Yang Xuan woke up, it had been two hours. Even though Yang Xuan had a cultivation base, he still felt a little sore standing there for a moment.
Seeing Yang Dingshan standing quietly in front of him and looking at the tree next to him, Yang Xuan immediately reacted. His face turned red with embarrassment.
"Sorry, Eldest Uncle. I was too engrossed in my cultivation just now, so I didn't notice... Sigh! That's not right!"
As he spoke, Yang Xuan felt some changes in Yang Dingshan in front of him. After taking a closer look, Yang Xuan was immediately delighted.
"Eldest Uncle, you have finally broken through to the Third Stage!"
Yang Dingshan's Qi was steady and powerful. The Spirit Aura had become purer and purer. There was a spiritual altar spinning above his Dantian. If it wasn't a Third Stage, what else could it be?
Yang Xuan was undoubtedly very happy with his progress. This did not only mean that Yang Dingshan had made a breakthrough in his strength, it also increased his life by half a sixty-year cycle.
Yang Xuan had a strong sense of belonging to his family. He would be happier if Yang Dingshan could live longer.
Looking at Yang Xuan's sincere smile, Yang Dingshan couldn't help but laugh along with him. He stretched out his hand and patted Yang Xuan's shoulder gently.
"Thanks to that bottle of pill of yours, I feel full of life now! I even feel like I can continue to break through!"
"This is naturally a fortunate thing, it's only a matter of time before it comes to light!"
Yang Xuan's first thought at this moment was to have a good drink to celebrate. He didn't know when he had fallen in love with drinking. It seemed that after drinking Wine Sword Immortal's wine that time, he had this hobby.
Yang Dingshan immediately nodded his head in satisfaction. He took Yang Xuan to the pavilion at the back of the mountain to have a good drink with his nephew.
Yang Xiao hadn't appeared for a long time. At first, Yang Dingshan felt a heartache, but later on, he had thought it through. With a junior like Yang Xuan, the Yang family could be considered as having a successor.
The two of them arrived at the pavilion. A moment later, a few servants brought over some good wine from the altar. Yang Xuan looked around and vaguely felt that they looked familiar. They were the juniors of the Lau family and Bai family.
Yang Xuan didn't know how Patriarch of Lau family and Bai Sanzhong were arranged by Yang Dingshan, so he didn't need to worry about them. He took the wine with a smile and poured it into his mouth.
The sweet liquid washed over his taste buds. His mouth was filled with a pure fragrance, and there was a slight spiciness in his throat. Yang Xuan wiped the wine at the corner of his mouth and called out.
"Good wine!"