In the backyard of the prefect's mansion along Dongli Prefecture, Yang Ming got up very early and began to practice his dragon bloodline. Lao Lu drank too much last night because he seemed to recall some not-so-good past, so he didn't wait until around nine o'clock in the morning.

None of them got up.

This guy's sleep state is really not good, he is snoring and talking in his sleep.

He always slept very soundly, but Yang Ming, who slept in the same bedroom with him, suffered a lot.

On one side, Lao Lu was talking and snoring in his sleep, and on the other side, Mr. Lu was grinding his teeth and farting while sleeping, which really put Yang Ming in a dilemma.

I can't sleep anyway, so I might as well get up early and practice dragon bloodline.

There has been some progress in practicing dragon bloodline these days, and I have to say that I have gradually mastered the tricks of practicing dragon bloodline.

That's holding your breath.

The practice of the Dragon Bloodline requires the power of the Three Pure Qi. The Three Pure Qi is to control one's own blood and breath.

Regarding the control of blood energy, Yang Ming has long been familiar with it. Of course, this is not a difficult task. When he was practicing overseas, Yao Ming was already able to perfectly control the power of blood energy.

Because when he was practicing concentration in combat, he had already been able to firmly control the power of blood and energy, and now what he is practicing is to control his breath well.

This control of breath is a commonplace issue. Lin Ruo once taught him a method of practicing breath.

Although Yang Ming has not completely mastered this method until now, he has become somewhat successful in using the power of blood with the simple breathing method.

At least for now, Yang Ming no longer uses the dragon bloodline for a short while as before, and has to rest for a long time.

According to Lao Lu, he is a bit not durable enough, but men have to be hard, big and durable.

This was obviously talking about muscles, but once it was said in Lao Lu's mouth, it was a bit confusing.

In terms of teaching and practice, although Lao Lu has now become a qualified master, the things he teaches are, to be honest, not very serious.

"Good morning, senior sister, you actually got up so early."

Seeing Lin Ruo who had walked out of the room early, Yang Ming greeted him.

"I am forced to have no choice."

"You sound like someone is holding a knife to your neck and forcing you to sleep."

He looked helplessly at Lin Ruo, who at least had a relatively good sleep.

People like me who seek sleep amidst the noise of Lao Lu and Mr. Lu will be in real trouble.

It's true that the prefect knew that there were so many of them, but he didn't arrange a suite for them.

It would be unbelievable to have him, Lao Lu, and a donkey crowded into the same room.

In fact, it is also for the success of Lin Ruo and Hu Yue. After all, the two girls need to sleep more comfortably.

But Yang Ming really felt that his ears were suffering.

"Stop talking, I've been annoyed by Yue'er all night."

Lin Ruo said helplessly. Looking at the thick dark circles under his eyes, Yang Ming seemed to understand something.

"Senior sister, it turns out there is a reason why you don't like Boss Tang."

Yang Ming's eyes were quite malicious, and Lin Ruo came up and punched him in the chest.

"You kid, why are you always thinking about all kinds of random things in your head?"

Lin Ruo looked at Yang Ming with some boredom.

He also said that his uncle was not serious. Is this guy a serious person?

"Don't you want to practice? If you want to practice, just practice quickly and leave me alone."

I feel that the senior sister is not in a particularly good mood, well... the woman did not sleep well, and her gentleness turned into a lion.

So this gentle woman usually has a good sleep.

He no longer chatted with his senior sister, but stood in the backyard of the courtyard with his hands clasped together.

When he was practicing in Tianzhu, he discovered that the old monks in Tianzhu liked to do this posture. He tried it himself and found that, well, it can indeed help him concentrate and meditate.

Before using your dragon bloodline, it is definitely a good choice to meditate first.

He already possesses a very powerful ability to cultivate his mind.

It can even be said that as long as he understands the way of heaven and enters the realm of divine transformation, it will not be a problem.

Difficult things.

It's just that this way of heaven is really a bit difficult to understand.

"I always feel like Yang Ming is starting to look like a cultivator now."

After Chen Yueru got up, she went straight to the yard.

Looking at Yang Ming, who was clasping his hands together in the middle of the yard, regulating his breath and meditating, he showed a hint of approval.

Last night was another night of squeezing Xiao He.

It seems that the old man is right. There is no damaged land, only exhausted cows.

Brother Xiao's married life is indeed full of opportunities and opportunities.

Finally, he also lived the life of dire straits he had dreamed of.

"Sister Yueru, why did you get up so early?"

If you see Chen Yueru getting up, welcome him to your side.

"Isn't it because I have something to ask your uncle?"

Chen Yueru said that it was not convenient for him to reveal the specific matter to Lin Ruo.

After all, as the owners of two peerless spiritual weapons, there is always some kind of tacit understanding that goes without saying.

"Then you got up too early. Uncle Master usually sleeps until almost noon before getting up."

Hearing what Lin Ruo said, Chen Yueru was suddenly a little surprised.

"Why did he get up so late? Could it be..."

Chen Yueru thought that Lu Cheng would be like Tang Er, who stayed in a brothel last night and had fun all night long, forgetting to rest.

But the journey actually didn’t go to a brothel.

He is completely different from Tang Er, the head of the family, and is not very interested in the promiscuous women in brothels.

Lu Zhenren was just sleepy.

As a soul-forging practitioner, it is obvious that his sleep time is much longer than that of ordinary people, but such a long sleep time is still a bit excessive.

Watching Yang Ming gradually calm down his mind and stabilize his breath, he gradually activated his dragon bloodline.

A burst of tyrannical dragon power spread from Yang Ming's body. This aura reverberated for about a quarter of an hour, and then became calmer, but this dragon power did not disappear.

Instead, it blended into the aura he exuded, forming a natural harmony.

As the bloodline of the dragon clan was gradually developed, Yang Ming felt that his own aura and artistic conception gradually integrated into that wonderful feeling.

The original madness and accumulation of energy have now taken on a new color. It has to be said that the power Yang Ming now possesses has exceeded what he initially imagined.

Originally, he thought that the second level of concentration was already a very unattainable state.

And now he is confident that he will reach the realm of gods within ten years.

As the aura gradually calmed down, Yang Ming's temperament began to become pleasant.

It was as if he had completely mastered the use of dragon bloodline.

"You kid! I haven't seen you for a few days, but you actually made such a breakthrough."

Chen Yueru looked at Yang Ming with some surprise. She hadn't seen him for a while. Why did this guy make such a powerful breakthrough?

At that time, when he was competing against Yang Ming in the finals of the world competition, he just felt that this kid had an extraordinary understanding.

But now it seems that he has more than just understanding.

And he has a strong bloodline.

"You may not believe it, but Yang Ming has the blood of the dragon clan."

After Lin Ruo finished speaking, Chen Yueru was stunned for a moment, and then re-appreciated the momentum that Yang Ming exuded just now.

Indeed, that tyrannical and unstoppable momentum is indeed a bit like the dragon clan.

"Ah, I had such a comfortable sleep this time!"

Lao Lu walked out of the guest room in his nightgown, his eyes were sleepy and there were a few eye droppings hanging in the corners of his eyes.

"Hey, you kid actually mastered the dragon bloodline yourself?"

Lao Lu looked at Yang Ming with some surprise. His current aura could be said to have mastered his own bloodline.

"In this case, you can try to use the Shenlong Transformation."

Lao Lu suggested that Yang Ming's eyes started to look a little erratic when he looked at Lao Lu.

"Really? Can you use that kind of advanced martial arts in this state?"
To be continued...