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Chapter 2365 Want to practice magic

Xiang Laohei looked at Tang Ningyu's slightly fiery eyes and smiled unexpectedly.

Then he turned around and went out.

Before leaving, Xiang Que said something: "We are all friends, and I won't be too stingy. The rest... you know!"

Xiang Que disappeared. Tang Ningyu still didn't know why the other party left after squealing for a while, so she asked Qiao Yue'e suspiciously, "What did he mean?"

The Queen Mother sighed quietly and said earnestly: "You have been with him for so long, and you still can't figure out his temperament? You are greedy for such a good thing, so he will definitely not give it to you for free."

Tang Ningyu suddenly understood and said, "I have to come up with something to impress him?"

Qiao Yue'e said without looking back: "Be prepared for heartache. After all, your previous desire was too obvious, and then it all fell into his eyes. With his dark mind, he must be prepared

I'm going to kill you severely..."

After Xiang Que came out of the Taoist world, Kunpeng had already flown to him. He patted the bird's head and said softly: "Go back to Yunshan Sect!"

This time Xiang Que didn't go out for a long time, only a few months, so when he returned to Yunshan, there wouldn't be much change in the interior of Dongtian Paradise.

Faced with such a peaceful situation, Xiang Que chose to retreat directly, but instead of going to the lake, he went to the back mountain of Yunshan Sect.

It is said that since he became the swordsman of Qingshan and then the master of Yunshan, Xiang Que has rarely set foot on the back mountain, only two or three times. To put it bluntly, he may not even be called the ancestor of the sect.

Too complete.

The two sects merged, and the elders of Qingshan and Qingyun who entered the tribulation period all gathered in the back mountain of Qingshan to practice. The last time Zhao Ping came back for help, he took away most of the ancestors, and now the remaining ones from the two sects are combined.

, there are only about a hundred elders in the later stages of the Tribulation, so a large part of them have been taken away.

With the current strength of the Yunshan Sect, there is actually little need for strong men in the Tribulation Stage to maintain their appearance. And in another thousand years, Yunshan will definitely have many people entering the Tribulation Stage sequence one after another, so it is also

There will be no shortage of supplies.

Entering the back mountain, Xiang Que, like everyone else, came here for retreat, practice and enlightenment. This is a situation that every practitioner must face in the end.

On the contrary, Xiang Que's number of retreats over the years has been pitiful. First, he seems to be very busy and there are always messes to clean up. Second, Xiang Que's level of improvement is completely different from that of others. The retreats are at best

It's just an auxiliary, it won't have much impact.

After arriving at the back mountain, Xiang Que did not disturb any of the Patriarchs. On weekdays, these people stayed in their caves, and no one would come out for maybe one, two, or even three or five years.

Xiang Que randomly found a cave on the mountainside of the back mountain. The beds and utensils inside were quite complete, and he didn't know which sect elder left them.

First, for two or three days, Xiang Que was alone and allowed his heart to completely calm down.

Then Xiang Que took out the eighteen paintings that allowed the barbarian to reach the level of force and began to observe them carefully.

In fact, these patterns are not that complicated. On the contrary, they look very simple and easy to understand, just like children learning words by looking at pictures.

This may be an exaggeration, but the metaphor is definitely more appropriate.

The eighteen patterns are actually eighteen postures, but these postures may be awkward if you put them up by yourself. Secondly, in these postures, there are some lines marked from head to toe, and Xiang Que also tasted them.

The so-called circuit should allow people to use the spiritual energy in their bodies to move along with it.

Of course, if Xiang Que wanted to practice, he would have to use the breath of heaven in his body.

In the previous life, whether it was the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, the Nine Yin Manual, the Yi Jin Jing, etc., there seemed to be similar plots. The protagonist obtained a certain martial arts secret book and practiced according to the pictures on it, which also used internal force to operate.

Whole body.

In the end, the magical skill was mastered, and from then on, he was invincible in the world, and he became white, rich and beautiful.

"The only martial arts in the world is fast and unbreakable. The principles are the same. It doesn't seem to be difficult at all..."

Xiang Que watched it from beginning to end for a while, and was not in a hurry to try it out. After reading it all and understanding it, he seriously started to pose in a rather awkward posture from the first picture.

The first picture shows the old immortal master sitting on the ground, with his left ankle resting on his right leg, leaning back, his right hand coming back and placed on his neck, and his left hand moving forward in a sky-pointing pose.

Then extend two fingers.

Xiang Que imitated this posture, and after feeling that it was exactly the same, he let the breath of heaven start to circulate downward from the top of his head.

"boom!"

When the posture was completed and the breath came out, Xiang Que felt as if his head suddenly exploded. He fell directly from the bed to the ground, and large clusters of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth, nose and other seven orifices.

It splashed directly to the ground, and then became a piece of cake.

"Cough cough, cough cough..." Xiang Que coughed violently several times, with a look of horror on his face.

You know, Xiang Que is now a strong man in the tribulation stage. Even though his body is not as domineering and perverted as Barbarian, he is still quite tough. He really didn't expect that he would suffer such a disaster as soon as he started training.

The serious injury, even if he was caught off guard, is a bit unbelievable.

Xiang Que wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a few deep breaths, calmed down the surprise in his heart, and then got up again and assumed the previous posture again.

"boom"

Similarly, just after setting up his aura, Xiang Que suffered another heavy blow, but this time he was a little more mentally prepared. Although he fell down again, at least he was no longer spurting blood.

In the days that followed, Xiang Que kept trying to position himself and move his breath, but what made him a little frustrated was that as soon as he started to move, it was as if someone had hit him in the head, and he was immediately stunned.

Forced.

Blood was often vomited, people were tortured, and they were so miserable that they almost looked inhuman.

Just like this, Xiang Que had to hold on for a full month at the beginning, before he could barely start to move from his head. But when the breath reached his neck, the change came again, and Xiang Que's body had all the

There was a "crackling" sound coming from all the bones, just like fried beans.

It felt like someone was holding a boning knife and first removed all the flesh and blood from one of his arms, but his person was not dead yet, and then the other party started to hit his arm with a small hammer.

Bones on.

It was knocked for a while, and it seemed to have cracks on the bones. Then the other party began to clean the flesh and blood on his leg with a bone -picking knife, and then knocked.

Repeatedly.

Every time you run the breath to the neck, you will feel this way.

It was until it seemed that the whole body was picked up cleanly, and the small hammers knocked it all over again. This is the end.


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