Chapter 17 The popular transportation technique ()
The young man yelled randomly, almost making Bai Sheng's hard work for most of the day wasted, but Bai Sheng also gave him a lesson. When practicing spells and practicing internal skills, no one can disturb him.
Bai Sheng still knew how to measure. Although the boy didn't know how to keep quiet after suffering a loss, he immediately started yelling again, but the happy Master Bai Niao Sheng did not do anything cruel again. He just picked up half of a stick.
I reached out and tore off a piece of clothing and wrapped it around it several times. The sound of shouting outside was like someone covering my mouth. After a few snorts, no louder sound could be made.
After Bai Sheng cleaned up the source of the noise pollution, he put his mind back on Chicheng Zashe's magical Yang Fu Jing. He thought to himself: "It turns out that practicing magic is so easy. It is not as mysterious as I imagined. But if I hadn't had
With the true energy cultivated by Chicheng's mental method, I'm afraid that even if I get this volume of Chicheng's Miscellaneous Yang Fu Jing, I can't practice any kind of magic. It seems that true energy is the foundation and spells are branches and leaves. You still have to have strong skills to do it.
Cultivation of magic to a higher level. This principle is similar to the principle that it is difficult to make money but easy to spend money."
If it were Duan Gui, he would have been practicing without any other thoughts, and would not even think about the principles of cultivation. He only knew how to follow the steps step by step. But Bai Sheng is a smart character.
He was able to become one of the most outstanding swordsman masters in Shushan 2. In addition to his hard work, his brain rotates quickly and he has many thoughts and ideas. This is also one of the reasons.
Bai Sheng roughly understood some of the principles of monasticism, and his understanding of magic suddenly reached a new level.
He had just mastered the Nightmare Victory Technique, and he was overjoyed. He wanted to try it again. But this technique was specifically designed to harm people. There was no one who could harm him on Jie Tian Peak, not even Wang Songchuan's nephew.
, and you can’t be too harsh.
"Forget it, since the Nightmare Victory Technique can't be tried randomly, I'll just change it to another spell. This time I want to practice the transportation technique."
Bai Sheng was practicing spells in the room and was having a great time, but the young man outside was suffering.
The birds raised by Gongye are all spiritually aware, and some of them are particularly dexterous and know some magic. They know Bai Sheng, so they just bark randomly and will not attack him, but the young man is very sensitive to these spiritual birds.
It turned out to be a strange face, but he didn't know what was interesting. He kept shouting and refused to say anything. His mouthpiece was sealed by Bai Sheng's Nightmare Victory Technique, and he still wanted to break in.
Chang Gongye recently wanted to practice a spell in seclusion, so after luring Bai Sheng in, he used a forbidden method to seal off the place where he practiced to avoid being disturbed by the outside world. Although Wang Songchuan's nephew screamed loudly, he couldn't stop him.
Gongye was alarmed. When these birds saw that their master was not coming out, they became bolder one by one.
They also knew a bit about the principle of being polite before attacking. Dozens of spiritual birds flew up together and hovered randomly over the young man's head for a while. They first rewarded the young man with bird droppings as a greeting gift. There were birds that could already learn human language.
, immediately shouted: "You idiot, we've given you manure to help it grow faster. It's not enough. You need to apply more fertilizer. Call someone to water it."
Wang Songchuan's nephew also had a bad temper. He came from a very good background and was pampered by his family since he was a child. So he wanted to learn Taoism, so he hid it from his family and fled to Chicheng Mountain. He originally thought that he had endured all kinds of hardships.
He is very sincere. When he arrives at Chicheng Mountain, he will definitely be praised by many elders. He will immediately start learning Taoism, and finally control the sword light to enter and leave Qingming, which is indescribable majesty.
He did not expect that Chicheng Patriarch Zhu Shang would never accept a disciple again after he accepted his youngest disciple Yun Wanzhou. The twenty-four disciples under Zhu Shang had not yet accepted a disciple, so his uncle
Wang Songchuan didn't dare to disobey his master. He just wanted to teach him some martial arts skills, so he didn't come here in vain. Wang Songchuan had something to do, so he entrusted him to Bai Sheng's disciple, but this guy didn't know what to do, so he provoked him.
Bai Sheng "looked at him differently" and left him to fend for himself.
This young man had a bad temper, and even Bai Sheng didn't take notice of it. Of course, he was not willing to be angry with these birds. He immediately picked up a few stones, used his hidden weapon skills, and threw them into the sky. These spirits
Birds have some abilities, how can they be shot down so easily? However, one of the few stones he threw accidentally hit the room where Bai Sheng practiced his spells.
Bai Sheng is sketching the talisman of the transportation technique. This spell is a spell that everyone knows in the side sect. Combined with the blinding method, it can be said that it is the sect of all illusions and tricks in the world. Although Bai Sheng had a legitimate occupation before time travel,
I am not an otaku, but for many lazy people, the idea that the kettle can fly up and pour water with just a thought, and the instant noodles can be automatically brewed with just a finger, is always popular. Of course, the transportation technique allows instant noodles to be cooked automatically.
It is completed by exchanging the instant noodles soaked by others with your own bowl of flipped pancakes that are still in a dry state. This method can also be used to turn egg fried rice into sirloin steak.
The carrying method is much easier to practice than the Nightmare Victory Technique. After practicing the Nightmare Victory Technique, Bai Sheng gained some experience, and the first time he sketched the talisman, he had a faint spiritual feeling. But at this moment, Wang Songchuan's nephew flew together.
Shi, interrupted all his cultivation. This time Bai Sheng was not so lucky. All the talismans he drew were scattered, and all the hard work he had just used was in vain.
The Nightmare Victory Technique is quite powerful among this kind of side spells, but the transportation technique is only average. The Nightmare Victory Technique recorded in the Yangfu Sutra of the Akagi Immortal Sect's Akagi Zashe Miaoyang has seven levels of restrictions, but the transportation method recorded is
There are only five levels of prohibition. These types of spells are relatively vulgar, so the backlash of failure in practice is not big, but even so, Bai Sheng's energy and blood surged for a while before he suppressed the annoyance.
"This kid is getting more and more outrageous. It's better to let him learn a lesson and learn the perverted principle that suffering a loss is a blessing."
Bai Sheng grabbed the half of the pen barrel and was about to use the Nightmare Victory Technique again when he suddenly heard a strange scream outside, and the clothes wrapped around the pen barrel fell apart. Bai Sheng was shocked and thought to himself: "
The Nightmare Victory Technique is not a brilliant spell. If you meet someone with a little bit of martial arts foundation, it is not impossible to resist with your own energy and will, but to be able to directly break the spell, there must be an extreme event. Even if I have the Nightmare Victory Technique
It's not a good idea to practice for a beginner, and it's not something that young man can crack. Could something have happened?"
Bai Shengyi jumped out of the window, only to see a strange python with red scales chasing the boy. Many spiritual birds on the treetops were preening their feathers, and a few sharp-tongued ones were still sarcastically saying: "
It’s biting your ass, it’s biting your ass! Aren’t you going to beat us? Let’s see who’s playing with who… Tough luck! Tough luck, you’re so unlucky!”