In the open space in the backyard of Partridge Viewing, two figures stood facing each other.
One was more than two and a half meters tall, with a burly build and a black cloth mask. He was like a giant. He was Biaozi, the god who protected the temple.
The skin of the other one was dark gold in color, as if made of pure copper, and it was Ye Xuan.
"Punch at me!" Ye Xuan gave the order, and Biaozi punched directly without any pretense.
call!
The iron fist drove the fist wind and instantly hit Ye Xuan in the face!
Bang!
Like defeating leather!
A dark golden color appeared on Ye Xuan's face. Although he blocked most of the damage caused by the punch, he was still beaten half a step back and his mind was dizzy.
The joy of having just reached the copper-skin realm was instantly dissipated.
There was no obvious injury on his face. He shook his head, looked up at Biaozi's exposed eyes, and said helplessly: "You don't want to be gentle? Are you a tiger?"
"Easy, gentle?" Biaozi looked at his fist.
There was great excitement in the master's words just now, which made him mistakenly think that he could let go of his hands and feet and punch the opponent.
But it would obviously be wrong.
But Biaozi can't be entirely blamed for this.
At the moment when Biaozi punched, if Ye Xuan could also use his fists at the same time, he could offset 20% of Biaozi's punch power again, and the hit on his body would be better than nothing.
But after all, he couldn't afford to be distracted.
Biaozi's main consciousness has not yet been fully consolidated, and most of the time it has to be instructed by Ye Xuan to make various actions.
In short, it means that the consciousness and the body are not completely matched yet - this also needs training.
Ye Xuan also knew this and stood there, holding his chin in his hands and thinking.
In the past, some novels said that a certain hero could do two things at once, drawing circles with his left hand and squares with his right hand, and even developed profound martial arts by using this to fight each other.
Although the novel is also fiction, you cannot force yourself to do two things at once.
But it should be possible to work hard and barely achieve "pseudo multitasking", that is, the reaction speed of the body is faster than the consciousness, right?
...From this point of view, why do you think that this pseudo-task multitasking is more difficult than true multitasking?
Practice brings true knowledge.
Ye Xuan thought to himself that this skill could not be mastered in a day or two, but he finally got the idea to practice, and now he had a good training partner - Biaozi, so he refused to let it go.
He took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, and waved to Biaozi: "Punch me with 50% of your strength!"
Bang!
A punch came, and Ye Xuan couldn't avoid it at all, and was immediately hit again on the face.
"Don't slap me in the face! 30% of your strength, punch me!"
Bang!
"Hey! That's it, continue!"
Bang!
The scorching sun was shining in the sky, and in the small courtyard, Biaozi caught Ye Xuan and gave him a heavy hammer, punching to the flesh. Ye Xuan almost never succeeded in counterattacking Biaozi's punch at the same time.
While he was distracted, he controlled Biaozi to punch him, and at the same time he had to block it. This was not as simple as one plus one equals two, and the difficulty increased by countless levels.
If you want to become stronger, how can you do it without enduring hardship?
Fortunately, the beating was not without any gain. Under Ye Xuan's order, Biaozi's punching speed increased instead of decreasing, becoming faster and faster. Although Ye Xuan was still unable to perform even one or a half moves under its iron fist attack.
Counterattack, but occasionally subconscious dodge movements can be seen.
The two kept sparring until the sun was fading, and then they finally stopped.
Ye Xuan ordered Biaozi to go to the coffin room to rest. He sat back in the main room, drank a few bowls of tea, pondered over the previous gains and losses, and then went to prepare dinner.
Tomorrow he was going to explore the River God Water Mansion with Yuan Feizhou and his party. Ye Xuan informed Uncle Qian and other big demons in advance that they would not come tonight.
The demons in Sishan Mountain have also begun to prepare for relocation in the past few days. Calculating the time, it will be the day after tomorrow.
After dinner, Ye Xuan called his daughter and gave her a few words, telling her that he was going out tomorrow and might not be back until the evening.
Nannan naturally refused, and made a fuss about going with Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan persuaded her to coax her.
After dinner, he played with Nannan for a while, until she was so sleepy that she went to the bedroom to sleep. Ye Xuan began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets, sorting out things that would be useful for exploring the River God Water Mansion tomorrow.
The magical weapon is a tiger cassock.
A ninth-grade high-ranking Yin Fire Sword.
All it takes is one final sacrifice tonight before the powerful Flying Nightmare Nailed Soul Skeleton can appear.
A recently carved sword talisman.
A set of talisman hanging around the neck provides a little blessing to oneself.
Twelve fire drinking charms, six golden light magic breaking charms, and more than twenty spiritual mirror charms.
The flying sword and many talismans must be brought with him. What Ye Xuan is really undecided about is the magic weapon Tiger Cascade and the Flying Nightmare Nailed Soul Skeleton that will be refined into a magic weapon.
The tiger cassock is a magic weapon that he has used most frequently. Its power is not bad, and it is comparable to ordinary ninth-grade magic weapons. However, the side effects are also powerful. If you are not careful, you will have to face being snatched away by the devil.
situation.
As for the Flying Nightmare Nailed Soul Skeleton, there is no need to say more.
This magic weapon is entirely made from the head of Lord Yunze. This time I happened to visit the headless body of his old man. Who knows if he is waiting for Ye Xuan to deliver his head to his door?
Even if the nature of the magic weapon has changed after it is refined, there is no guarantee that the gods will not have other means to change the nature back again.
This magic weapon cannot be taken away under any circumstances, but tonight I must complete the last sacrifice to make it completely my private property.
Ye Xuan made a decision about the Fei Ma Nai Soul Skeleton. He looked at the tiger cassock folded into squares on the stone table. After hesitating for a long time, he picked it up and put it in his bag.
When I go to explore the secrets this time, it's not just Lord Yunze who threatens me. Liu Qinghou's family and Yuan Feizhou's family may also be secretly taking action against me.
Although I also have countermeasures, they are not foolproof.
This is a situation full of dangers. If you still worry about whether the demon will take over the body or not, tomorrow you will bring Fat Tiger with you and let Nannan control Biaozi as protection.
With the decision made, Ye Xuan set out to complete the last sacrifice of the Flying Nightmare Nailed Soul Skeleton.
He opened his palms, and the Flying Nightmare Nailed Soul Skeleton whirled and expanded in his palms, instantly turning into the size of an ordinary human head. The scales were densely covered with dark gold patterns, and there were two faint and uncertain rays of light, one white and one red, in his pupils, which looked evil.
Different and noble.
This Flying Nightmare Nailed Soul Skull can be big or small. As long as Ye Xuan makes a thought, it can be as big as a millstone or as small as a fingernail.
Ye Xuan only let it grow to the size of an ordinary person's head before stopping. He breathed out the tiger's energy and swept the Feimen Nailed Soul Skeleton. The tiger's energy flowed through its seven orifices and was absorbed and fused by it.
After half an hour of this sacrifice, Ye Xuan began to sprinkle the auxiliary materials such as Ghost Bone Powder, Blue Abyss Heavy Water Essence, Scale Armor Powder on the Fei Ma Nailed Soul Skeleton, and slowly blended it with it.
After seven rounds, his mind moved, and he saw the talisman in the eyes of the flying nightmare soul skeleton completely condensed, and was completely refined into a magic weapon by him, connected to his own mind!
The magic weapon of the eighth grade!
Ye Xuan was overjoyed and took the Fei Nai Nailed Soul Skeleton out of his hand.
The head of the dragon flew straight into the air, turned around, and swelled up to the size of a millstone in the wind. A white-gold light flew out of the left eye, flew through the air, and cut off the left corner of the Taoist temple's front hall;
A cloud of black and red smoke enveloped the backyard. When you were in it, your mind was immediately lost!