"Yuan Magnetic" and "Building God" are just two techniques for cultivating Yuan Magnetic Power and Soul Power. They are just two branches among thousands of cultivation methods. They are just the cultivation and research of Xiangli by people in this world of Cathay.
are quite proficient, but they have ignored these two original powers contained in the world. Therefore, these two books are extremely precious and have become the only door to these two powers.
Ever since Han Feng got half of the Yuan Magnet, he felt like a little white mouse about to drown suddenly discovered that there was an open land in front of him that could not be seen at a glance. His cultivation was hindered, so he could only hope to find a new way, and besides, this
No matter how you look at it, the Tao of Yuanci is broader and more profound than the Tao of Xiangdao, as if it is really the great road in the world.
Although Han Feng cannot understand everything, he can probably understand a few things by imitating a cat and a tiger. If he tells Chen Yunsheng what he has learned in less than three days, he will definitely win the favor of his master. To be honest, Han Feng is on an isolated island today and Chen Yunsheng was then.
The painstaking efforts in cultivating Yuanqi have the same effect but different approaches.
Han Feng stretched out his finger, and on a stone half a foot away from him, a leaf vibrated slightly. Just this slight movement, Han Feng actually jumped up with joy. This kind of progress is like an ordinary person suddenly seeing
To the point that you can get off the ground without jumping, even if the height is only an inch, or to suddenly see that you can release hot flames in your hands, even if they are only as big as a wax head. This is a breakthrough that has never happened before, but it is far better than any other breakthrough.
All are gratifying.
Because he was too happy, Han Feng's head hit the stone wall above his head when he stood up, knocking down a piece of stone debris and making him dizzy for a long time. Due to the strong wind here, in order to practice Yuan Magnetism, he specially found a place where people's
cave.
Caressing his aching head, Han Feng's face was still full of giggles. This joy was no less than the first time he saw the flying sword in his hand fluttering crookedly. He was happy, but Han Feng couldn't see that.
What is the thing that touches the leaves? He doesn't have Chen Yunsheng's extremely powerful Yuan Shen, so he can't pry into the essence of Yuanci. But with a primitive perception, he can conjure up the Yuanci in his mind.
appearance.
There are very few people who practice Yuanqi in the world. Not everyone has a perverted Yuan Shen like Chen Yunsheng. Most people are still like Han Feng, relying on their own imagination to control Yuanqi.
This is also the initial form of Yuan Magnet. It cannot be seen, but it can actually work.
Looking at the low cave wall above his head, Han Feng took out the long black five-dragon sword from the Naxu Ring, and like a hoe, he made an empty hole about ten feet high above his head. This would count him as
Even if you jump up, you won't hit your head. What a sharp magic weapon in the hands of its original owner, it turned into a crude tool for digging mountains in Han Feng's hands, which really embarrassed the dead owner.
Touching the cold Wulong Ge in his hand, Han Feng suddenly had an idea. His soul was not good enough, and his cultivation was not good either. If he could drive this weapon with magic, what would happen if he used the power of yuan magnetism to drive the magic weapon?
What is the result? Following this line of thinking, is there a metamagnetic array that can make the resonance between the weapon and the metamagnetic force better, making the weapon more powerful? [
After rummaging through half of the Yuan Magnetism book he had obtained, there was no mention of a Yuan Magnetism Array in the entire article. Han Feng was a little discouraged. After a slight adjustment, he threw himself into thinking about the details of the method. At this moment, he really felt that it was too late.
It is an extremely precious thing, and I somewhat regret the time I wasted having fun with Le Xiang under the warm sun for so many years.
At this moment, Lexiang was walking on the path between camps with his hands behind his back.
Now a fanatical wind of spiritual practice blows through every wooden hut in the camp like the monsoon that prevails every summer in Jinsha. Everyone is keen on discussing and fighting. If they can't find detailed confirmation of ginseng, they squat in the house by themselves.
While practicing, this situation made Lexiang, who had never liked practicing, some words.
While muttering about the madness of these monks, I slowly enjoyed the warm afternoon sun. To be honest, summer feels very difficult in the city-states of Jinsha Kingdom, but this is not the case deep in the Lantau Mountains. Although the sunlight is strong, it is sucked away by the trees.
It saves most of the heat, and the moisture-filled wind does not flow into the woods, making it very comfortable.
As I was walking, suddenly a shrill cry came from behind me, as if a relative had just died, "Be careful of flying swords!"
Le Xiang felt an extremely ominous sound of wind coming from behind him. Without thinking about it, he drew his sword to block it behind him. He heard a loud "bang" sound, which shocked him so much that he almost dropped the sword in his hand.
Le Xiang opened his mouth angrily and cursed: "You don't have eyesight! You can't even control the sword well and accidentally cut off your own dog's head!"
Xu Bailu appeared from behind with an apologetic face, bowed and apologized: "Bailu accidentally surprised you, Le Si, Haihan, Haihan."
When Le Xiang saw the cautious and self-reproaching face of the other party, he lost his anger in his heart, but he was a little surprised. Xu Bailu was just a young monk in the early stage of foundation building, and the power of this sword was not small.
"Did you issue the sword just now?" Le Xiang asked suspiciously.
Xu Bailu nodded and thought to himself that this is nonsense. It was not mine. Why should I apologize? But he said: "It's me, it's me. I couldn't hold back my sword when I saw someone coming."
Yeah. I was too focused on practicing my sword."
Le Xiang was shocked. If he had restrained himself just now and made it, wouldn't it be difficult for him to resist if he didn't restrain himself? A pair of slender eyes stared at Xu Bailu for a long time before murmuring.
: "What a powerful sword. I can't believe that you have such abilities."
Xu Bailu said with a face full of embarrassment: "Le Si is laughing at you. Bailu is just learning. Please give me some pointers if you are not careful."
Xu Bailu's humility did not ring true to Le Xiang's ears at all. If he was so embarrassed when he first started practicing, then he was not in the same league. But who was Le Xiang? He was in Sitian Pavilion back then.
He is the best at judging people. He had a hunch that one day, Xu Bailu's achievements might not be as good as those of Chen Yunsheng.
Gently patting Xu Bailu's shoulder, Lexiang said with a smile: "Don't play music all day long, Lesi, I'm older than you, so it would be better to just call you brother Lesi. Don't let the blunt name of Tianleisi
The cry has chilled the friendship between the brothers.”[
Xu Bailu showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, thinking to himself, if you call my master a brother and then do this with me, wouldn't that mess up the seniority? Even if you say so, I can't say so. Tianqiong
The sect is the most "chaotic" sect he has ever seen in terms of seniority. The most important point in the inheritance of sects in the world is seniority and etiquette, but this is not seen at all in this young sect.
Le Xiang was extremely smart. Seeing the other party's hesitation, he rubbed Xu Bailu's shoulders and said, "You are being cautious. You are also a swordsman, so you should not be so cautious. The most important thing in swordsmanship is to be calm and unhurried.
, like mountains and flowing water, the sword follows the will of the sword. If you regard the etiquette of seniority as bigger than the sky, then why should you practice swordsmanship? You are far worse than your master in this regard."
Xu Bailu secretly curled her lips. Although what Le Xiang said made some sense, he still acted like a life mentor. It seemed that he was more powerful than his master.
He cupped his hands and said, "You are too stupid to ask Brother Le for some advice?"
Lexiang chuckled twice, waved his hand and said, "I'm going to have a discussion with your master later, another day, another day. You practice your sword in another place. There are so many people coming and going here, it's too dangerous."
After that, he walked away in a hurry, cursing as he walked. This Xu Bailu seemed gentle and honest, but was soft on the outside and strong on the inside. Except for his master and senior brother, he was repulsive to outsiders.
It is really difficult to get close to someone who is thousands of miles away.
He thought that as he walked, he unknowingly walked out of the inner circle of the camp. There were gradually more and more trees outside. Although there were monks from Longchuan guarding him, the level of security was much worse. He glanced at the thin responsible man in the distance.
The vigilant Longchuan monk, Le Xiang, shook his head and found a large rock in front of him, as flat as a bed.
He walked over and lay down. The sunlight was no longer very strong at the moment. A wave of warmth spread from his body to the bottom of his heart, making him drowsy for a moment. Just when he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt a cool breath coming into his calf.
Skin. Although his cultivation level is not very good, his basic immunity from cold and heat is no worse than other golden elixir monks. It can make him feel cold, which is definitely not the coldness that nature should have. Lexiang's first feeling was
When the enemy attacked, he jumped up quickly, stared at the surrounding woods and shouted loudly: "Who is that person?"
"Don't scream, it's me."
A woman's voice sounded, equally icy and cold, just like the wisp of cold air that hit Le Xiang's leg just now.
Le Xiang saw a young woman with a graceful figure and picturesque features walking out of the woods. It was Ye Sihan.
Lexiang rarely interacted with this iceberg beauty, so he asked slightly strangely: "Did you release that icy air just now?"
With a trace of apology on his face, Ye Sihan said: "Yes, accidentally, the injection of spiritual energy was too large, so the range was not controlled well."
Le Xiang looked at the ground and saw only a circular area about a foot in diameter on the ground. The inside was filled with long grass that was frozen, and a layer of hoarfrost hung on the grass stems. His own steps drooped to that area.
outer edge.
Lexiang felt depressed that today was an unlucky day for him. He had just been frightened by Xu Bailu, and now he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. Even the tiredness that had just come up was frightened away.
"Ye Sihan, you are practicing so hard, do you want to end up in the field?" Le Xiang blinked, he did not dare to boss this woman around like he did to Xu Bailu.
Ye Sihan nodded and said: "That's what I mean, I would like to ask the head of the music department first, can the little girl get the chance?"
Le Xiang glanced at her and said easily: "You can be considered the leading figure on Taibai Peak. If you don't go up now, then when. We can't just let outsiders help us solve the challenge."
Ye Sihan said with an expression on his face: "In this case, I will not discuss it with my uncle. Sihan's Fengwei is originally under your jurisdiction. Notifying you is equivalent to notifying the leader."
After saying that, the woman left without looking back. Le Xiang watched the woman's back disappear into the woods, then sighed leisurely and murmured: "I'm afraid the days of the Tianqiong Sect's rise and fall will continue for some time.