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Chapter 1237 Hey, this doesn’t seem to be difficult

"You are too weak."

The medicine monk curled his lips and rolled his little eyes, expressing the sarcasm vividly.

"..."

Qin Shiming was embarrassed and depressed, but he had nowhere to vent his bad breath. In front of the medicine monk, he was indeed as weak as a newborn baby.

"What? You're not convinced, are you?"

"without."

Qin Shiming shook his head, "I am just reflecting on a question. There is not much difference in strength between Yang Fan and me. Why is he not afraid of fire?"

"You are quite clever, kid."

Yao Monk was slightly surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he was not surprised, "Yes, whether you are afraid of fire has nothing to do with your strength. However, I want to point out the controversial point. With your current strength, it is not that different from Yang Fan, but it is different.

Very far away.”

"You just look down on me so much?"

Qin Shiming was a little unhappy.

It doesn't matter that Yao Monk looks down on him. He has the strength and high level. But Qin Shiming can't bear it when Yao Monk exalts Yang Fan and belittles himself.

What happened to me? Haven’t we started fighting yet?

"Yang Fan deliberately suppresses his own strength. He can advance to half-step land immortal at any time. Can you?" Yao Monk said with a hint of amusement.

"I...can't."

Qin Shiming's voice suddenly became much quieter.

Is Yang Fan really that strong?

Why would he deliberately suppress his own strength and not break through?

Isn’t the purpose of practicing ancient martial arts just for breakthroughs?

"Boy, you still have a long way to go, and this beating seems inevitable."

The medicine monk smiled and said: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. If I tease you again, the Holy Lady will cause trouble for me."

"Is there anyone else you're afraid of?"

Qin Shiming cursed secretly, turned around and looked at Yao Monk seriously, waiting for his answer.

"Actually, the reason is very simple. Before playing with fire, the energy keeps flowing on the surface of the palm, forming a firewall that can block the spread of heat. This requires multitasking."

The medicine monk explained and performed the movements at the same time.

The palms of the Yao Monk's hands seemed to have been smeared with alcohol, and every inch of the skin was bathed in the light blue firelight. However, the Yao Monk's hands were neither red nor swollen, and there was no sign of burns.

"First, you need to activate the energy to provide a steady stream of power for the flames; second, the protective film formed by the energy on the palm also requires you to continuously provide energy, otherwise it will be destroyed in the next second.

Got burned.”

"In the early stage of practice, I suggest you not to activate the flame, but first learn how to use your strength to form a protective film. Now, when you are ready, put your hand into the stove."

"good!"

Qin Shiming subconsciously activated his energy. After the energy filled his entire palm, he slowly stretched out his hand.

It doesn't hurt, but you can still feel the temperature of the fire, as if you were too close to the fire, but the burning sensation is still bearable.

"This doesn't seem to be difficult."

Although he could clearly feel the rapid loss of energy in his body, Qin Shiming was extremely excited to be able to play with fire.

He held a ball of fire in his palm and slowly took it out of the stove.

"Hey, you kid can do it so quickly?"

Seeing the flames beating in Qin Shiming's palms and the colors of the flames constantly changing, Monk Yao was very surprised. The little bastard's brain is pretty good and his talent is really good. He actually succeeded on the first try!

Although the flame is not particularly stable.

"Hey, thanks for the compliment..."

Qin Shiming was a little proud, but suddenly, the flames went out.

"I……"

Qin Shiming is extremely embarrassed, why can't he let me be embarrassed for a while? Even if it's just a minute, isn't this a slap in the face?

"Don't be discouraged, keep coming."

The medicine monk said it was a small flaw, nothing serious.

In fact, this is already very good, at least better than myself back then. Although I mastered the trick, it took a few days before I could control the flames at one time.

He has already surpassed himself back then, given time... it's incredible.

"call!"

This time, Qin Shiming was much more cautious, and the flame in his palm gradually stabilized and stopped beating.

However, every time Qin Shiming wanted to turn the flame into blue, it was easily extinguished.

"This is because you don't have enough stamina. Don't think about eating a fat man in one bite. First, change from orange flame to red flame, and then upgrade it bit by bit."

The medicine monk reminded from the side: "Although fire is fun, it requires a lot of strength to support. After all, you are indeed too weak now."

"..."

Qin Shiming endured the blows, failed again and again, and kept trying again and again, getting more and more energetic as he played.

In a flash, the afternoon passed, and Qin Shiming was able to turn the flame into purple and briefly into blue. This was a great breakthrough.

"Not bad, not bad. If you can activate the blue flame tomorrow and it lasts for more than three minutes, you can start practicing fire control with both hands. This will require double the strength. Keep up the hard work, kid."

Yao Monk is very optimistic about Qin Shiming's future development and his talent is too strong.

"Can you control fire with both hands? It doesn't seem difficult."

Qin Shiming scratched his head and disagreed.

"snort!"

Hearing this, the smile on Monk Yao's face instantly turned to frost, and he snorted coldly and said: "Young man, be humble and don't pretend too much. I remember when I learned to control fire with both hands, it took me more than a month...

…”

"Really, I didn't lie to you. Look..."

However, Qin Shiming performed live, with two flames on the left and one on the right. Although not very stable, they were really two flames.

"this……"

The medicine monk was embarrassed.

This guy is either a genius or a monster.

He really did it!

The old monk needed a month, but he only needed a few hours. He could learn by drawing inferences from one example and without a teacher.

"How's it going? I didn't lie to you."

As the medicine monk said, controlling a ball of fire with each hand consumes a lot of energy on the mind and body. It is a process that increases exponentially. It will be possible, but Qin Shiming cannot sustain it for too long.

"No, I'm not lying."

The medicine monk had a stern look on his face and didn't know what to say.

If this little kid follows me for three to five years, wouldn't he surpass himself?

The medicine monk was a little panicked, but at the same time he was very relieved.

Longmen, another genius has emerged.

"Yao Lao, I still have a question."

Qin Shiming asked again, "Why did the flame come out by itself when you flicked your finger? It's like it was hidden in your fingertips and came out by itself as soon as you opened the door."

"But I can't. I can only make fire from the furnace. How can I be like you and make things happen with just a snap of my fingers?"

This has always troubled Qin Shiming.

When controlling the fire in the future, you can never tell your opponent, you wait a moment, I will light a cigarette to get some fire. In that case, you might as well carry a lighter with you.

No, it's two.

One is windproof and the other is not.

"Haven't you heard of friction fires?"

The medicine monk smiled enigmatically, "The moment you snap your fingers, the two fingers rub together, and the temperature rises. Driven by the strong energy, the flame is automatically generated. Of course, energy is very important. Remember, it is a large amount of energy.

Pure energy, your energy is still a bit lacking..."

"is that so?"

Qin Shiming flicked his finger, and his fingertips caught fire.

"Hey, it really lit it up. It doesn't seem to be difficult."

"..."

The medicine monk's face darkened, and he was shocked again. How could this little brat master it so quickly?

evildoer!


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