The back mountain of Diling Sect.

Between the bushes, Yang Qi waved his fists, and the dull sound emanated with the movements of his body.

The surging power spread from his body, shaking the air around him, and the branches and leaves hanging on the trees around him were shaken to fall to the ground.

"call......"

After breathing a light breath, Yang Qi calmed down his breath.

After his repeated battles and continuous practice, "Thunder Fist" has almost achieved great success and is powerful.

Sitting on the ground, Yang Qi took out "Fantasy Steps" and turned on the first page.

He savored the magic tricks of "Fantasy and Elegant Steps" word by word, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, which were his first feelings about Fantasy and Elegant Steps.

After a long time, Yang Qi put it away and stood up.

"The fantasy steps are intertwined with real and real, elegant and bizarre. Both offense and defense have excellent effects. The disadvantage is that it is difficult to support long-distance trekking."

As his eyes lit up, the practice method of "Fantasy Step" flashed through Yang Qi's heart.

With his feet slightly moved, Yang Qi's figure shook, and there was no change except for taking two steps forward.

Without being discouraged, Yang Qi's feet kept moving and his body shaking continuously.

If someone saw this scene, he might think that Yang Qi was just drunk and couldn't stand steadily, but only Yang Qi himself knew that he was constantly familiar with "Fantasy Steps", and every failure would bring him new inspiration.

He tried again and again, failed again and again. Gradually, his legs that were constantly moving seemed to flash a trace of illusion, leaving a faint shadow in the air, but it was fleeting in the blink of an eye.

Yang Qi's face was happy, this was the feeling!

He suddenly stopped and closed his eyes. What he replied in his mind was the scene just now, and he was about to find that feeling again.

After a while, Yang Qi opened his eyes again and moved his right foot.

Yang Qi's figure floated forward, leaving a phantom where he was originally located, although this phantom disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yang Qi looked happy. He had already reached the threshold of "Fantasy Step".

Perhaps his mood was a little fluctuating, and the next step, Yang Qi failed again. Yang Qi took a deep breath, calmed down his face, and began to practice again.

From this moment on, Yang Qi was able to succeed once after trying a hundred times.

As time passes, Mo Li doesn't know how many times he has failed, and the chances of success of "Fantasy Step" are getting higher and higher.

From one hundred successes, to fifty successes, to another thirty successes, to one ten successes, to now, Yang Qi's progress is obvious.

As the sky gradually became late, Yang Qi began a new round of attempts.

Standing on the ground with his feet, Yang Qi stood intently.

Rub click!

The dried yellow leaves under your feet shattered slightly, making a slight sound.

His right foot slowly raised, and a trace of illusion emanated from Yang Qi's body. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on him, making his body look even less real.

The right foot fell down, the left foot alternated, and a phantom appeared behind Yang Qi.

The afterglow fell on the phantom, and it took a long breath to fall on the ground, and the phantom disappeared.

Yang Qi kept walking, moving faster and faster. Phantoms continued to appear behind him, and then disappeared, forming a strange scene in the afterglow.

"It's done!"

Yang Qi's eyes flashed, his feet seemed to have opened up their shackles, and his movements became faster and faster.

His feet were on the ground covered with fallen leaves, but he did not break the fallen leaves at all. Not to mention Yang Qi's body of more than 100 kilograms, even a small stone fell on these yellow leaves, could make a hole in the yellow leaves.

Floating like the wind, meeting each other illusoryly.

Being able to walk freely on fallen leaves without letting a fallen leaf break, "Fantasy Step" can be considered a small achievement.

Yang Qi's face became more and more joyful, and his speed gradually accelerated. This feeling of being somewhat similar to flying made him feel novel and enjoyed.

The sun completely set, and Yang Qi finally stopped.

“Hu…Hu…”

Yang Qi gasped and continued to practice, which made his body a little tired.

The physical fatigue did not hide his inner excitement, but he also understood that in order to truly master "The Fantasy Steps", he still needed continuous practice.

Up to now, Yang Qi's success rate of full calculations is only one-half, which means that he succeeds almost twice. If this probability is put in a battle, he is seeking death.

Only after being able to master "Fantasy Steps" by 100%, Yang Qi will use it in battle, otherwise it will be a burden.

The sun had already set, and Yang Qi rushed back to his room.

To practice, you need to have the Tao and have enough rest to practice better.

......

Five days later.

"Senior, I'm here to return the books."

Yang Qi interweaves the "Earth Spirit Art" and "Fantasy Step" with the two old men.

Yang Qi has successfully practiced in "The Fantasy Story", and the rest is to gradually deepen his mastery and apply it to combat. Yang Qi has recorded the "Earth Spirit Art" and just wait for him to break through to the realm of escape from the mortal world.

The old man on the left glanced at the two books that were intact and nodded: "Intact, OK."

After a pause, he said to Yang Qi: "I don't know what you are doing with the "Earth Spirit Art", but remember not to spread the word or practice by yourself."

According to the old man's nature, he would not say so much, but Yang Qi was a genius who passed the Bronze Man Pass. The old man's intention of cherishing materials made him unable to help but say this sentence.

Yang Qi bowed to the old man with a grateful look on his face and said, "Thank you for your reminder, senior."

Yang Qi bid farewell to the two of them and walked straight towards the gate of the Diling Sect.

Today is the day we made an appointment with Guo Yue and Dingling.

Yang Qi's steps were neither too fast nor too slow. When he saw that he was about to reach the gate, his brow suddenly frowned.

As his footsteps changed, Yang Qi's body seemed to be illusory. In the blink of an eye, he came to the side of the road. When he was originally located, a figure hit him straight. If Yang Qi was still staying in place, he would hit his back heavily.

Yang Qi's face was calm: "Senior Brother Wang, you still have to have eyes when walking."

This person is Wang Ziqi, so it is natural to take action against Yang Qi so arrogantly.

Wang Ziqi's face turned angry, but Yang Qi was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned his attention behind Wang Ziqi: "Senior Brother Sun Xing, long time no see."

Among the four people behind Wang Ziqi, the leader is Sun Xing.

Sun Xing glanced at Yang Qi and sneered: "The strength has improved."

Yang Qi avoided Wang Ziqi's impact in an instant. Such reactions and speed are not something that people in the ordinary realm can do. No wonder they can kill Huang Cheng.

Wang Ziqi returned behind Sun Xing and looked at Yang Qi with an unkind look on his face: "As a junior brother, you are more likely to be evil spirits and heretics who have the strength."

"You have the final say whether Yang Qi is an evil demon or a heretic. Wang Ziqi, you should take care of yourself."

A cold voice came from behind, and Guo Yue and the other six walked over quickly.

It is Guo Yue, Ding Ling, Li Shuang, Ling Ziyue, Ji Yang, and Chen Baisai.

Several people approached and stopped beside Yang Qi.

Sun Xing looked a little bad and looked straight at Guo Yue: "Junior Sister Guo, I remember that your relationship with this kid was not so good before."

Guo Yue smiled faintly: "Senior Brother Sun is too concerned. It is my own business to whom I have a good relationship with."

Ding Ling grimaced at Sun Xing: "Sun Xing, stop beating your senior sister. A person like you is not worthy of your senior sister at all!"

Guo Yue patted Ding Ling's head and whispered: "What are you talking about!"

However, Sun Xing's expression became completely gloomy. Everyone knew that he was interested in Guo Yue. He was not the one who went to the mine at the beginning. He forced the task to change with others just to be with Guo Yue.

Seeing that something was wrong, Wang Ziqi hurriedly said, "Who is qualified except Senior Brother Sun!"

He looked at Yang Qi disdainfully: "This kid doesn't deserve to carry shoes to his senior brother."

Yang Qi rolled his eyes. This matter had nothing to do with him, so he had to take the blame.

Ding Ling curled her lips: "I think you don't deserve it if you carry your shoes to Yang Qi."

Wang Ziqi's face turned blue: "You..."

Yang Qi waved his hand quickly: "No, no, I don't dare to let Senior Brother Wang carry my shoes for me..."

He said with a disgust: "Who knows if he has onychomycosis or something, what should I do if he infects me?"

Ding Ling also looked disgusted: "That's right, then forget it."

"you!"

Wang Ziqi's face turned into a pig's liver, but he had no place to use it.

But Guo Yue and the others didn't care about his face at all and laughed.

Sun Xing's face calmed down and his cold eyes stared at Yang Qi: "We are not as powerful as you, I hope you can always be so arrogant."

His face suddenly became playful: "It seems that you are going to the Zombie Palace too, but are you serious about bringing such a scoundrel bottle? Don't be dragged down to ask me for help!"
To be continued...