The principle of nine-nine-to-nine return not only shortens the time of moves, but also enhances the power of moves. This is equivalent to superimposing the power of the previous moves to the last move to release it.

Of course, this move mode is not as simple as connecting all movements, because the mind method of Yang Family Quan is destined to be nine moves in one move, so if you want to connect all moves into one, you must change the mind method, which is the so-called creation of the tenth style, and the method of creating the tenth style, but the principle of ninety-nine to be unified.

In the next few days, under the guidance of Lei Hun, Ye Wutian carefully studied the tenth style of creation.

With the guidance of a master-level figure like Lei Hun, it will be no difficulty to create. In almost a week, the creation of the tenth style of Yang Family Fist has been basically completed, but such hasty completion will inevitably lead to many imperfections, which will be slowly compensated in the future.

On the mountain behind the villa, Ye Wutian's body was not moving, but his body was shaking. The first fifty-three movements of the sixth pose are all completed by the soul body, and the last move of the sixth pose is still performed by the body.

He punched out in the air, and a figure broke out from Ye Wutian's body like a ghost, rushed towards a cliff ahead.

"Boom!"

With the explosion, the ground under your feet trembled violently. The cliff dozens of meters high in front of him was hit by a crack, extending from the bottom of the cliff to the top of the cliff.

"Not only the time of the move was reduced by half, but it even doubled its power." Looking at his fist, Ye Wutian was ecstatic. Then, he said to Lei Hun: "Little kid, now the power of my fifth style of Yang Family Fist is probably beyond Thunder Slash."

Lei Hun seemed a little dissatisfied with Ye Wutian's comments, "Boy, you have only exerted one or two of the power of the Thunder Slash. If you can exert all the power of the Thunder Slash, it will be beyond the Yang Family Fist."

"But after all, practicing thunder spiritual power is not a matter of one day or one night. Maybe I may not be able to exert all the power of the Thunder Slash in my lifetime." Ye Wutian seemed a little depressed.

"That's why I advise you to be struck by lightning more." Thunder Soul said.

"I never wanted to do this, but it's not something I can control when it hits thunder and rain." Ye Wutian said depressedly.

"I have reminded you to see what weather forecast is, and you can run wherever it thunderstorms or rain." Leihun said.

Ye Wutian wiped his sweat, "Am I full and full?"

"That's because you are too lazy, who can you blame?" Lei Hun accused.

"It's not that I'm lazy, but the method you said is not feasible at all. Let me tell you the truth. This weather forecast is not as accurate as the old genius who watch the star constellations on the streets at night." Ye Wutian complained.

"Actually, there is no need for you to be so frustrated. After your cultivation level breaks through to the ground and the true qi advances to the vital energy, it will be relatively easier to practice the thunder-type spiritual power." Lei Hun comforted him.

"Little kid, this vitality should be much stronger than the true energy, right?" Ye Wutian asked curiously.

"Of course, in the spiritual world, practice is divided into three stages: Qi refining, Yuan Cultivation, and Spirit Cultivation. Once you enter the Yuan Cultivation stage, it means that the power in your body is closer to the spiritual energy in the world, and its power will naturally be stronger." Lei Hun explained carefully.

"Then after my cultivation reaches the heavenly realm, I can practice the second level of the Thunder Control Art, right?" Ye Wutian said expectantly.

"That's right, the second level of the Thunder Control Art is the Thunder Control Art. This Thunder Control Art is the same as the Thunder Control Art. It has two attack moves, namely the Thunder Control Art and the Thunder Step. These two moves can be used as killing people and as escape." Leihun replied.

"It sounds quite amazing, it's really exciting."

"I am looking forward to the second level of your Great Nirvana Sutra. If the true energy soul splits, it will be of great benefit to your practice." Lei Hun said with anticipation.

"From my current progress in spiritual cultivation, I'm afraid I'll have to practice for a few months before I can advance to the second level of the small Nirvana realm." Ye Wutian said.

"Isn't there a saying in your world that hasteness means not reaching it! So there is no need to rush it, just let it go. After all, the most important thing in practice is opportunity." Lei Hun taught.

"It's all that is the case now." Ye Wutian sighed, looked up at the sky, and saw that it was not too early, so he left and ran towards the villa.

As soon as I arrived at the villa, I saw Ye Wuqing and Su Mengli sticking the word "Fu" in front of the door.

"What are you doing?" Ye Wutian walked up to him and asked in confusion.

"Senior brother, the Spring Festival will be in two days. You see that other people's homes are so beautiful, so of course we have to make some arrangements." Ye Wuqing replied.

"Spring Festival? It's the Spring Festival so soon." Ye Wutian was filled with emotion for a moment.

Before we knew it, the new year has passed one month, and two months are coming soon, and in two days it will be the most solemn festival of the Chinese nation: the Spring Festival.

This traditional festival that has lasted for thousands of years has not faded due to the development of the times. It is still dazzling and still has an unprecedented grand occasion.

Every year before the Spring Festival, every household cleans up the house, hangs red lanterns in front of the door, and pastes Spring Festival couplets on the door. The festive atmosphere spreads throughout the streets and alleys.

In the past, when I was living overseas with my master, every New Year's Eve, the master would personally cook a table of dishes, and then the master and apprentice gathered together to enjoy this reunion night.

The master said that this is a festival for the motherland and a festival for my hometown. Even if I am overseas, I cannot give up the fundamentals.

Ye Wutian hopes to spend this family reunion day, but...

"Wutian, what's wrong with you?" Su Mengli shouted when she saw Ye Wutian standing in a daze.

Ye Wutian came to his senses and smiled and said, "It's okay, I just remember some past events."

Su Mengli said with a sad expression: "Wutian, I don't want to go back during the New Year."

Ye Wutian certainly understood Su Mengli's thoughts. He walked up to him and held her face up and advised softly: "Even if it's for your mother, you should go home happily."

Su Mengli nodded gently.

At this moment, the phone ringtone rang, and it was Zhao Lihong's call.

Respond to the phone, "Hey! Sister."

"Wutian, it's New Year's Eve in two days. Come to my sister's house for the New Year's Eve dinner." Zhao Lihong said straight to the point.

Considering that he and his junior sister were indeed quite lonely on New Year's Eve, Ye Wutian agreed, "Then I'll bring my junior sister here."

"No problem, then that's it. Because Xiangxiang is going home for the New Year, so my sister cooks by herself," said Zhao Lihong.

When Ye Wutian heard this, he hurriedly said, "Ah? Sister, I think I can eat at a hotel, otherwise my stomach would be pitiful when I was eating during the Chinese New Year."

"Boy, what are you talking about? Is my craft so bad?" Zhao Lihong scolded.

"Sister, I'm not skeptical about your skills, but I don't have much confidence in my stomach." Ye Wutian explained with a smile.

"That means that your stomach is lacking tempering. You will get used to it when you come to my sister's house for a few more times. Like your brother-in-law, now you like to eat the dishes you cook." Zhao Lihong said proudly.

"I see that my brother-in-law is probably flattering you." Ye Wutian exposed it.

"Then can't you flatter your sister like your brother-in-law and make her happy?" Zhao Lihong said angrily.

"Chenchengcheng, on New Year's Eve, I will satisfy your vanity." Ye Wutian agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wutian said to Ye Wuqing: "Girl, go to my sister's house for the New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve."

"Is it the sister I went to last time?" Ye Wuqing asked.

"Yeah!" Ye Wutian nodded.

Then, Ye Wutian returned to the room. As soon as he closed the door, he frowned suddenly because he found that there seemed to be someone on the balcony.

"Who?" Ye Wutian shouted coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the curtain on the balcony swaying, and a red shadow flashed into the room. Before he could react, the red shadow had already struck in front of him.

Ye Wutian took a deep breath, undeniable that if the other party had murderous intentions, he would be afraid that his life would be gone.

At this time, the figure was standing two meters away in front of Ye Wutian. She was wearing a bright red robe and a red hat connecting the robe on her head. Her face was covered mostly and her mouth was only exposed. Judging from this mouth of the surname Yan, she should be a woman.

Ye Wutian couldn't see her appearance clearly, nor could she see her cultivation. It's certain that she should be a powerful person in the heavenly realm.

Ye Wutian quickly calmed down and asked again: "Who are you?"

The woman in red robe did not answer Ye Wutian’s question, but asked back: “Where is Cheng Bing?”

"Cheng Bing?" Ye Wutian frowned and asked cautiously: "What's your relationship with her?"

"You just need to answer my question." The woman in red robe's voice became a little cold.

"Okay, okay, you are better than me, you are the boss, but girl, judging from your voice and this beautiful little mouth, you shouldn't look too ugly, why should you cover your face with a ribbon?" As she spoke, Ye Wutian tilted his head, trying to peek at the woman's face from under the brim of the hat.

However, before he could see the other person's face clearly, a dagger was placed on his neck.

Ye Wutian quickly straightened his neck and smiled, "Beauty, this sword is so sad. Besides, the sword does not have eyes. If it accidentally penetrates my neck, how do you let me celebrate this New Year?"

"I count three times. If you don't say anything, you will never have a chance to say it in the future." The woman in red robe warned coldly, and then began to count: "One, two."

"Beauty, you're counting too fast, right?" Ye Wutian complained.

"If you think it's fast, then you still have time to talk nonsense!" the woman in red robe said speechlessly.

"Although you are better than me, we are all civilized people who are reasonable and should sit down calmly and chat slowly. How can we cultivate feelings when you press a knife against my neck like you?" Ye Wutian persuaded.
Chapter completed!