That's all for the future, there's nothing to think about.
He thought about the little assistant's situation.
Internal strength and magic power both appeared.
I thought they would not appear at the same time, but looking at the current situation, there is really no connection between the two.
Lin Fan opened his five fingers and activated his magic power for the first time. In the blink of an eye, many light spots emerged from his skin and condensed in his palms.
"Is this mana?"
He discovered that mana seemed benign, but it contained terrifying power. After experiencing it for himself, he fully understood how big the gap between internal power and mana was.
In the past, I fantasized about the gap between internal power and mana, thinking that there shouldn't be that big of a gap.
But now.
He can say with certainty.
It's really a world of difference, the gap between the two is astonishingly huge.
One sky and one earth.
Afterwards, he immediately sat cross-legged and meditated.
I already have the magic power, but I don’t know if I can practice it.
It didn't take long.
Lin Fan opened his eyes, and it was exactly as he thought, he really couldn't practice.
Spiritual roots seem to be really important.
Without spiritual roots, he really cannot practice. Even if he has magic power now, it is of no use.
It’s really quite deceptive.
It is completely sealing off people who have no spiritual roots.
But fortunately, these don't matter.
What he relies on for cultivation now is falling, which is the fastest. Whoever has a stupid idea will practice slowly and slowly.
Lin Fan came to the courtyard and performed Di Gang Fist. When he opened his arms, his bones creaked, and a little evil energy poured into his feet from the ground and gathered on his fists.
The basic boxing skills of Xianmen are not comparable to those of ordinary martial arts.
It can actually activate all kinds of wonderful energies in the world, and this evil energy is one of them.
Gradually.
The blood in Lin Fan's body slowly began to boil.
This is the function of Di Gang Boxing. Practicing it for many years has great benefits. It can make people's blood boil in an instant, and even more terrifying power can be erupted.
but……
That's what others need. When he dropped this boxing technique, he was already destined to be extraordinary.
"Brother Lin, are you here?" At this time, Qin Heng came from a distance.
Lin Fan stopped practicing, "What's wrong? What's going on?"
"It's okay. I just heard someone say that you went out with the headmaster and you just came back, so I asked out of curiosity." Qin Heng seemed to be fine, but for some reason there was always a sour smell wafting over him.
Lin Fan looked at Qin Heng and finally understood what he meant.
The sour smell of jealousy wafted over.
Lemon spirit reincarnation.
"Yes, the headmaster said that I am a genius and insisted on accepting me as his disciple. I didn't want to, but there was no way. The headmaster insisted on accepting me, so I reluctantly agreed."
"Brother Qin, you don't know, sometimes I don't like being too much in the spotlight."
"What do you think?"
Lin Fan didn't even notice how rich Qin Heng's expression was, and just talked to himself.
Qin Heng's expression changed from indifferent at first, to shock, to hidden envy and jealousy.
As Lin Fan's words continued to hit him hard, his expression completely turned sour.
"Hey! Brother Qin, you don't look very good. Could it be that you are sick?" Lin Fan asked.
Qin Heng blinked, feeling very sad. He originally thought that an outstanding person like himself was the most outstanding disciple in the headmaster's mind.
But now, he didn't expect that it would be Lin Fan.
Although he admitted that the other party was also excellent, he always believed that he was the best.
"No, I'm just thinking about something."
Qin Heng definitely couldn't say that his face was so ugly because he was too sour.
It's so sour and uncomfortable.
I even wanted to cry a little bit.
Lin Fan patted Qin Heng on the shoulder, "Okay, don't be sour. What's there to be sour about? I don't care about anything except getting stronger. You just work hard slowly."
"When did I get sore? Do you think I look like a sour person?" Qin Heng jumped up like a rabbit whose tail was stepped on, and his face turned a little red, as if he had been guessed in his heart.
Got it.
"Brother Lin, I admit that you are very good, but I, Qin Heng, am also a very good person. This is what the headmaster said personally. No one knows what it will be like before the end, so don't let me go.
I can get what I deserve based on my own excellence."
Qin Heng was very confident.
"Well, indeed, you are excellent."
What Lin Fan could say was to encourage Qin Heng, you are good, keep on taking revenge, and you will succeed one day in the future.
soon.
Qin Heng left.
Lin Fan can continue to devote himself to training. Not to mention, Di Gang Fist gives people a really good feeling. He is already familiar with Di Gang Fist, but when he practices it himself, there will be something different.
Feel.
External affairs are not too important to him.
Now he is also a man with magic power, and his cultivation level is not bad even if it is low, but it is not bad even if it is high.
If you are more careful outside, you may be able to develop it.
…
"Headmaster, are you here?" After Qin Heng left Lin Fan, he secretly swore that he must let the Headmaster know who is the most outstanding disciple.
He wants to impress the head coach with his excellence.
So he went to the kitchen and prepared a lot of pastries for the headmaster. These were his specialties.
How did you say it in one sentence?
If you want to get a man, you have to seduce him.
"Come in." Fang Jiuzhen's voice came from inside the room.
Qin Heng walked in with a smile while carrying the cakes. After entering the room, he saw the headmaster drinking tea. Then he felt happy and said, "Headmaster, my disciple has prepared some cakes for you."
Fang Jiuzhen looked at these exquisite pastries and couldn't help but have an appetite. "If you're interested, let's put it down."
Qin Heng happily put down the pastries and saw the headmaster twisting his neck gently, and then immediately said: "The headmaster must be tired from the immortal sect. It happens that the disciple has a lot of experience in massage and can help the headmaster relax his muscles and bones.
.”
"You still have such a specialty, that's great. I'll take a look at your skills." Fang Jiuzhen felt that he had found a treasure. The two newly recruited disciples were very capable.
Qin Heng was secretly proud.
He said that he would definitely let the headmaster see how outstanding he is.
And now he is expressing himself and letting his excellence be recognized by the master.
Qin Heng's technique was very exquisite, and Fang Jiuzhen felt very comfortable being pressed.
"Headmaster, where did you and Lin Fan go? This disciple is very curious." Qin Heng asked. You must ask clearly. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle.
He felt very sad.
So envious.
"Go to the Demon Plain for a walk." Fang Jiuzhen said, raising his shoulders casually, "Try a little more force here, sitting for a long time is not comfortable. Sorry, I didn't expect that your skills are good, and you will feel more comfortable in the future."
Received praise from the headmaster.
Qin Heng had a smile on his face.
As for where the Devil's Plain is, he has never been there and wants to see it, but now is definitely not the time to ask. He has to find an opportunity.