Chapter 2 I Feel Like Flying
In the next period of time, Mu Yang continued to test his speed and explosive power, and the data he got surprised him. Although he was not very proficient in manipulating this body, his physical fitness was far Exceeding his previous life, this result has made him very satisfied.
"In short, the physical quality of this body is really scary." Mu Yang thought happily.
"Huh?" Suddenly, his brows frowned, a sharp sting began to spread, and his brain seemed to become a broken paste.
After that, as if in a whirlpool, the memories of the two worlds were mixed in his brain, and the fragmented pictures converged into different fragments, flashing in his consciousness.
This is the memory of this body.
Tianxinliu is located on the edge of the Daqingshan Mountain Range, and further into it is a majestic mountain range that stretches for hundreds of kilometers, including some very dangerous wild animals.
After spending some time sorting out his thoughts, Mu Yang gradually calmed down.
There is no doubt that he did pass through, but whether it is a soul piercing or reincarnation, he has not yet figured out. In short, most of the memories of this body have been received by him, but these memories are usually buried very deep and messy. , He needs to explore further.
Just as I blurted out before calling Mejia a "baby", it is a subconscious conditioned reflex.
After wandering around in this yard for a while, Mu Yang returned to the house, and then rummaged through the cabinets, trying to find something that would trigger his own memory.
Unfortunately, the room was so simple that Mu Yang did not find anything useful.
But when he opened the drawer, he found a mirror. From the work of this mirror, he judged that he did not live in ancient times at least.
It's not the ancient times. For him who is accustomed to modern life, he cannot accept the inconvenience of ancient times.
Making an expression at the mirror, Mu Yang grinned and laughed.
Mu Yang's face appeared in the mirror, with black hair and eyes, and his facial features were straight and clear, that is, his face was thin, and his spirit was slightly sluggish. This is because of his initial recovery from a serious illness, but it does not affect his handsome appearance. If you take care of it. If so, a handsome guy with a standard standard.
"He looks pretty handsome."
Mu Yang couldn't help nodding in the mirror, he was extremely satisfied with his current situation.
She has good skills, looks handsome, and is a big disciple of a genre. He has a status. With such conditions, Mu Yang feels that this wave is stable, and a proper one is a good starting point. Even if it's not the protagonist's treatment, as long as you don't encounter the massacre of killing the door, or "set into the villain mode" to die and be the enemy of the protagonist, there is no problem with mixed eating and death.
But how could Muyang only have such a little ambition? As a traverser, I'm sorry for my identity if I don't do anything, right?However, all of these have to wait for him to figure out the structure of the world, and then it will be time for him to show his ambitions.
Just as Mu Yang was dreaming of a better life in the future, a long and clear voice of the oriole came from far and near.Mu Yang heard the sound and walked to the yard. After a while, Mexia's small figure appeared in front of him again, and there was a burly man beside her.
The man had a beard on his face, his hair was messy, and his clothes were very simple, but he exuded a compelling aura, especially his piercing eyes, which made people afraid to look straight like a falcon.
The moment he saw the person in front of him, Mu Yang immediately recalled the identity of the other party in his mind.
He is the head of the "Tianxinliu" martial arts genre. Mejia's father, Issaf, is also the teacher of Mu Yang's current body.
"Teacher!" Mu Yang bent down slightly and greeted him sincerely.
Issafar nodded towards Mu Yang, and asked with concern: "How is it? You just woke up, is there anything uncomfortable in your body?"
Mu Yang shook his head.
Seeing this, Isaaf pressed different positions on Muyang's body with his hands. After confirming that there was no major problem, he exhorted: "The body is no longer a major problem, but the overdraft was severe before, so remember to take good care of it, and remember it when you practice martial arts. Don't work so hard anymore. Our'Tianxinliu' pays attention to solid cultivation of vitality, and the vitality of the body is the foundation of the body."
"...You will only run counter to the main purpose if you practice so random. This time your luck only caused a physical loss. Next time you will not have such good luck."
Of course Mu Yang couldn't remember the profound meaning of "Tianxin Liu", but he couldn't show it in front of Issaf, so he nodded hurriedly.
"In the future, I will let Mejia supervise your cultivation. There are not many people in our genre, and we have to rely on you to pass it on. As a senior, we must lead by example."
"The disciple knows." Mu Yang could only nod his head again, and was trained obediently, while Mejia smiled idiotically.
After seeing him, Issaf told him to take a good rest, and then left. Tian Xinliu was supported by Issaf. He had several other disciples who needed guidance, so there was no time to delay here.
After Isafor left, Mu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Although Isafor had just stopped there, the strong sense of oppression still made him feel flustered.
This is probably the aura of the warrior.
Raising his eyebrows, Mu Yang bit his lower lip, and looked back and saw Mejia who was smirking with his mouth tilted.
"Baby, you seem to be very happy?"
"Where, I didn't laugh, brother, you must be looking at the flowers." Mejia immediately put away his smile and said solemnly.
Mu Yang glanced at her, but did not say anything, and immediately made Mejia a little discouraged.
"Well, I just laughed for a while..."
Mu Yang hummed twice, and stopped looking for Mexia's problems.
For the next ten days, Mu Yang slowly adjusted his body under Mejia's care. Finally, when he was well taken care of, he also relearned the "Tianxin Liu" cultivation method from Mejia.
Because of the scattered memories in the brain, Mu Yang, who "on the road again", quickly mastered the method of Tianxin Flow.
So far, Muyang and Mejia are still cultivating very basic things. According to Issaf, the early practice of "Tianxinliu" is to lay the foundation. After the physical training is completed, you can only come into contact with it later. More advanced content, in short, is a method that is difficult before easy.
Thanks to the foundation laid by the body, after Mu Yang took over, he didn't have much effort, and he quickly integrated what he had learned before.
One month later, Mu Yang, who was thoroughly familiar with his physical condition, began his normal practice.
As a school of martial arts, all the disciples of Tianxinliu lived in semi-reclusive lives. They were located in the green mountains, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.
And behind the big green mountain lies the primitive mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles. The primitive mountain range has no specific name, but there are countless dangerous creatures hidden in it.The edge can be used as a place for experience, but without the guidance of a teacher, Tianxinliu disciples are ordered not to go deep into the primitive mountain range.
One day, the sun was shining and the wind was beautiful.
In the small courtyard.
Mu Yang was sweating his punches, constantly practicing basic movements, punching and closing his fists, raising his legs and kicking, and in constant movements, he adjusted the strength of his body muscles.Every time he practiced, he felt a reborn feeling, and the progress visible to the naked eye made Mu Yang happy.
Drops of sweat dripped from between the bridge of the nose, and countless cyclones were immediately triggered between the body's whirlpools. These cyclones rubbed against the air currents, and there was a sudden sound of "peng", "peng" and "peng".
Mu Yang's body moved extremely fast. He turned his body quickly, and there were a few more vague afterimages in the air, just like Mejia’s speed that day, but compared to Mejia, Mu Yang The speed of Yang seems to be even faster.
After a long while, Mu Yang calmed down the airflow and stood in place to adjust the breath in the body.
Tianxinliu's early practice gave him a feeling as if he was practicing martial arts secrets. He was obsessed with this, and a warm air flow gradually formed in his body.
This airflow is said to be the vitality cultivated by Tianxinliu martial arts, which has the effect of nurturing the body and breaking the potential. Muyang does not know how much of it is true, but from the current performance, it is clear that Tianxinliu martial arts is indeed very unique.If it were to travel to the world of martial arts, with his current strength, he would be no worse than the martial artist of the innate realm.
This is only the result of his training for more than a month, and it will definitely be more powerful in the future.
Involuntarily, a gleam of light flashed in Mu Yang's eyes, and his eyes became more determined.He felt like he was about to fly,???! (??????)??!