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Chapter 24 Palace Master

Elder Shen snatched down the golden-winged bird and walked forward with Ji Xuanyou in his arms. Han Yi and Qiu Linglong followed closely behind and went to the bamboo forest at the end of the square. They walked along the path between the bamboo forests for half a quarter of an hour and finally saw a

A thatched house.

In the small courtyard, a middle-aged man was sitting at a stone table drinking tea, and the aroma of tea overflowed.

"Master." Elder Shen stopped a few meters behind the middle-aged man and bowed in salute.

The middle-aged man stood up and turned around. Only then did Han Yi see his appearance clearly. His face was handsome and as peaceful as an elder's. The vicissitudes of life could be seen on his temples. He looked at Han Yi and smiled.

"You are very good. You passed my test. The Ling Mansion has not seen a disciple as talented as you for many years. Now I have to fulfill my promise and accept you as my disciple. I just don't know if you are willing to be me.

Disciple?"

Han Yi didn't show any pretense, he immediately knelt down on his knees and bowed to salute.

"Student Han Yi, meet the teacher."

"Okay, okay, get up quickly." The middle-aged man waved his hand, and an invisible force lifted Han Yi up. There was a deep joy on his face, "Since you have become my disciple, you should also know that I

My name is Lei Lingyu."

"Yes, the student has remembered it." Han Yi handed over his hand.

"You go aside and rest first. I will help this little guy heal his injuries now. He burned his own spiritual power and will inevitably leave sequelae. He needs to be treated as soon as possible."

Lei Lingyu raised his hand to grasp it, and Ji Xuanyou in Elder Shen's arms floated up. He pointed in the air, and a few rays of silver spiritual power were injected into Ji Xuanyou's body, sorting out the injuries in his body, and the damage to the meridians healed quickly.

Leave no trace.

After a moment, Lei Lingyu waved his hand, and Ji Xuanyou fell into Elder Shen's arms again, but some color returned to her pale face.

"The spiritual techniques that this little guy cultivates are a bit strange. There are some thunder-attribute auras, some wind-attribute auras, and some earth-attribute auras. However, the spiritual powers of these different attributes are perfectly integrated together, possessing all attributes.

The characteristics seem to come from the same spiritual formula."

He frowned, as if he couldn't understand the strangeness of this spiritual art, but soon he stopped thinking about it. The mysterious spiritual world was vast, and it was normal even if there were some spiritual art that he didn't know about on Lanyue Island.

thing.

"Elder Shen, please take him down to rest first," the palace master ordered.

"Yes." Elder Shen led Ji Xuanyou out of the small courtyard and walked out of the bamboo forest.

After seeing Elder Shen leave, Qiu Linglong walked up to Lei Lingyu, knelt on her knees, and paid homage.

"I've met the Lord of the Palace."

"Okay, get up. If you follow your father's will, you won't have to do this salute in the future." Lei Lingyu said with a smile.

"This is the end." Qiu Linglong smiled happily, "By the way, where are my parents?"

"They've already left."

"Huh, how can there be such irresponsible parents in this world? They leave their daughter in an unfamiliar place and run away. What if I am bullied?" Qiu Linglong looked resentful, as if

Looking like she was about to cry.

Lei Lingyu smiled bitterly, this is really a little aunt, she is not easy to take care of.

"With me here, who dares to bully you?"

"No, it's the one over there." Qiu Linglong pursed her lips and looked at Han Yi.

Lei Lingyu turned to look at Han Yi and blinked.

"No way. Look at how honest my apprentice is. I'm sure he doesn't even know there is a difference between men and women."

Hearing Lei Lingyu's words, Han Yi's head turned dark, thinking: Do I look so childish? No, am I pure? Uh, that doesn't seem right, am I so innocent?

Qiu Linglong was amused by Lei Lingyu's words, "I'm sure you don't know the difference between men and women." She looked at Han Yi quietly, with an evil look in her eyes, which made Han Yi feel frightened.

"Well, that's right. Daddy really didn't lie to me. He said you were a very interesting old man who could make me happy. It seems true now." Qiu Linglong was in a good mood, sitting at the stone table and drinking Lei Lingyu's brew.

Tea.

Lei Lingyu rolled his eyes as he thought about that sentence. Qiu Fengying and Xiaoqing just wanted him to take care of their children. They were really two little white-eyed wolves. In order for them to be able to stay in Ling Mansion

When the war came to a head, he almost lost his fortune to provide all the training resources to train them.

But he didn't care about this. Qiu Linglong was so interesting, so he wouldn't be bored in the past two years. It was almost impossible for him to make a breakthrough in his current cultivation level, so he could just use it to give guidance on Han Yi's cultivation, and by the way, he could talk to this little

The girl has been together for two years, and it is considered as enjoying the happiness of a family.

He turned around and looked at Han Yi, smiling, the old naughty look no longer on his face.

"What kind of spiritual art did you practice before? Let me see if it works."

Han Yi nodded, secretly running the Feng Yan Jue, red and green spiritual power flowed out, and aura emerged on his body.

"It's a spiritual art with dual attributes of wind and fire. Unfortunately, the level is too low. If it's an intermediate level technique, it can be considered a good spiritual art." Lei Lingyu said.

"The teacher has a sharp eye."

"When you can skillfully use your mental power, you will be able to see through these things at a glance." Lei Lingyu said with a hint of meaning.

"Spiritual power, given the disciple's current state, it is too early for the spiritual body to take form and release its spiritual consciousness."

"Sooner or not, you'll know in a few days." Lei Lingyu gave up, "Okay, let's not talk about it for now. I have a spiritual art with the attribute of thunder called Thunder Seven Killing Art.

The high-level spiritual techniques are infinitely close to the top-level spiritual techniques and are powerful. They were obtained during my early travels in Canglong. I wonder if you are willing to practice them?"

"Disciple is naturally willing." Han Yi made the choice without hesitation. For him, what he lacks most now is attack methods. As a high-level spiritual art, the Thunder Seven Killing Art must have matching spiritual skills.

The supporting secret skills of Luo Shen Jue are indeed powerful, but they require him to break through a great realm and the seal of the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is lifted before he can obtain them. Moreover, the cultivation of the secret skills is not a simple matter, and it is impossible to enhance it in a short time.

of combat power.

As for Kui Long Jue, if he wants to strengthen his physical body again, it will take a very long time to hunt, which is not advisable. So now there is only one way to enhance his strength, which is to practice other spiritual techniques. He believes that with his own talent

, it won’t take long for your strength to increase greatly.

Lei Lingyu was very satisfied with Han Yi's choice, with a smile on his face.

"Very good. If you choose the Thunder Seven Killing Technique, you must wash away the traces of the Wind Flame Technique on your body and convert the wind and fire attribute spiritual power into the thunder attribute. This way you can practice the Thunder Seven Killing Technique more smoothly. Otherwise, coordinate the two

Bu Ling Jue will waste your energy."

When Han Yi heard Lei Lingyu's words, he didn't say anything for a while. He was actually very willing to do this. After washing away the Feng Yan Jue, his relationship with the Han family became more clean, but he didn't know why, but in his heart

A voice told him not to do this.

Feng Yan Jue is the only connection between him and the Han family other than blood. It is also the pride of the dead child and the proof that he has existed in this world. Han Yi cannot just annihilate it, no way.

"Teacher, I want to challenge you and try to practice two spiritual techniques at the same time." Han Yi looked at Lei Lingyu and said with firm eyes.

Lei Lingyu frowned, but when he saw Han Yi's eyes, he sighed slightly.

"Are you sure? Although it is not impossible for fellow practitioners to do the two exercises, the requirements for your control ability are too high. If you make mistakes in controlling your spiritual power when fighting against others, you will have to pay a heavy price.

It’s a price. And Feng Yan Jue is just a low-level spiritual tactic, so it’s not worth expending your energy on it.”

"Disciple has already thought clearly. Practicing these two exercises together can better train the disciple's mental strength, which will be more beneficial to his future growth." Han Yida said, "I hope the teacher can make it happen."

Lei Lingyu smiled.

"Don't say anything about success or failure. How can I not let you take the path you choose? As long as you have confidence in yourself, the teacher will support you."

He waved his hand, and a black iron ring appeared in his palm.

"The Seven Killing Techniques of Thunder are in this space ring. You must shed your blood to recognize its master now."

"Yes, thank you very much, teacher." Han Yi used his spiritual power to cut his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood and poured it on the space ring. The silver light flashed slightly, and the space ring immediately swallowed the drop of blood.

An inexplicable connection appeared in Han Yi's mind.

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