The withered palm was slowly raised, and Mu Chen reached out to help Qingliu who was bowing down.

"The old man has slightly modified this nine-fold mangjin, and the leather diagram is no longer needed, and the old man will pass on the new mangduan to you with his heart. Pointing his finger at Qingliu's eyebrows, Mu Chen's thoughts slowly flowed into Qingliu's sea of knowledge along his fingers, and he spoke.

With the inflow of Mu Chen's thoughts, a strange and clear information was displayed in Qingliu's mind, and the magical Qingliu of his mind was experienced in Mu Chen's body more than once, this thing was already ethereal, Qingliu also asked Mu Chen, but Mu Chen said that Qingliu's current background was not enough, and when he arrived at the waiting realm, he might barely be able to show some fur.

The Feng family's Ninefold Mangduan Qingliu had only seen it cursoly, and because of the glaze this time, he didn't have time to think about it carefully, and now compared the message from Mu Chen's mind slightly with the original Mangdu, Qingliu only felt that it was not much different in comparison.

"Teacher, you only slightly changed a few of the surging veins of Mangqi and the acupuncture points where Mangxuan gathered, how can the disciple feel that you haven't changed much?" Qingliu naturally didn't hide anything from Mu Chen, and asked incomprehensibly.

Mu Chen smiled and replied: "That's right, the old man's changes to this mangduan are indeed not big, but the old man's changes are definitely the most critical place, you don't have to think too much, don't you know the specific power by trying it yourself?"

Qingliu nodded suspiciously, and then pondered and comprehended the mangduan in the sea of consciousness.

Mu Chen didn't bother silently, maybe because his back was broken and he had been lying on his back for a long time, just a slight long standing had made his back sore, and after looking at Qingliu who closed his eyes and was concentrated, Mu Chen smiled, and then found a stone to sit down.

Qingliu closed his eyes and sank his mind, chewing on the mangdu in his mind repeatedly, and constantly practicing in his heart, when he participated in the trial in the Wind Death Waiting Mansion, Qingliu showed a strong ability to learn and comprehend, after all, he has a completely different understanding of the two worlds, although many things cannot be accurately known, but there is no problem with general understanding and integration.

That's how it was time for a few teas.

At a certain moment, Qingliu's eyes opened, his hands were slowly raised, and the mangqi in his palms slowly gathered, condensed into a mangwirl, and rotated in Qingliu's hands, which was very strange.

"One. Qingliu muttered, and continued to condense in his palm.

A Mangxuan Qingliu could do it earlier, but how to superimpose the Mangxuan, Qingliu didn't know, now there is a complete ninefold Mangjin, and Mu Chen has slightly modified it, how to overlap the Mangxuan method Qingliu finally has a general understanding in his heart.

Mangxuan overlaps, the most important thing is that the speed of the rotation of the two mangxuan is the same, and the mangxuan contained in the mangxuan can not be too different, Qingliu also tried earlier, but due to the difference in the condensation vein point, the mangxuan condensation is very different in terms of speed and the amount of mangqi, so it makes Qingliu feel difficult and abnormal.

Originally, the creator of the ninefold mangduel vein point was just a monarch realm, and there were still some differences in the vein points he was looking for, whether it was the tightness of the condensation or the overlapping degree of fusion, there were some differences in the mangxuan, and now Mu Chen changed all the vein points, and the overlap of the mangxuan was more condensed, and the power that erupted was naturally stronger.

"Four. Qingliu still kept condensing into the palm of his hand, and in just a few breaths, he had already condensed four mangwels.

"Whew" exhaled slightly, and Qingliu tried to slowly condense the fifth mangxuan.

A soft sound of "Zi" came from Qingliu's palm, and the fifth mangxuan slowly merged into the previous mangxuan.

At this time, Qing Liu's mang's consumption was not very large, and it was even much less than the mangqi consumed by him using the Smoke Luo Mang's Palm to condense the mangyan.

"How about trying the power first. Looking at the mangxuan in the palm of his hand, the corner of Qingliu's mouth hooked, and his calf suddenly made a force, and suddenly jumped up.

Qingliu's strength is not small, this slammed kick, it was actually jumping up, he pressed his hands down in the air, fell straight down, and slapped the mangxuan in his palm on the ground.

There was a soft "bang", there was no imaginary splash of dirt, and only a small hole was punched in the ground, just enough to accommodate Qingliu's palm.

Qingliu took a few steps back, and spit out a word full of expectation: "Burst!"

"Bang"

As Qingliu expected, there was a roar, bringing up a thick layer of dust, the turf on the ground tumbling, and mud chips flying everywhere, its power was far beyond Qingliu's imagination.

"Damn, it's only five mangxuan, and the power is so great? I'm afraid I can't stand this palm even if it hits someone in the third or fourth level of the monarch realm. Qing Liu was extremely satisfied with the power of the Ninefold Mangjin, he now lacked this kind of powerful Mangdu, if he had learned this Ninefold Mangjin earlier, what kind of fist would he fight with that Feng Jie, just like this, then Feng Jie would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Turning his head to look at Mu Chen on the side, Qingliu spoke: "Teacher, I think this mangjue is much stronger than the ninefold mangqi that was exerted from Feng Jie of the Feng family. ”

Mu Chen smiled and said: "The speed at which you condense the mangxuan is too slow now, the opponent will not give you time to condense the mangxuan at all, when can you condense the four mangxuan in an instant, you can go to someone to practice, the old man knows, you want to find the Feng family to practice, you have been thinking about it for a long time." ”

Seeing through Mu Chen's thoughts, Qingliu scratched his head and smiled, and without saying much, he continued to practice Mangjue and improve his speed of condensing Mangxuan.

Looking at the green stream that continued to condense the mangwir, Mu Chen nodded with a smile, and the expression of relief in his eyes became stronger.

According to Mu Chen's original estimate, it would take at least half a day for Qing Liu to be able to grasp his modified Ninefold Mangjin superficially, and even if it took a day of hard work, Mu Chen would not be surprised, after all, the vein points he changed were all in relatively remote places in the human body, and ordinary people did not refine their bodies at all, that is, Qing Liu's Bone Refining Ten Folds, so he dared to change it so unscrupulously.

Qingliu refining body quenching bones ten times is indeed true, but if you don't have a strong comprehension ability, it is impossible to master the overlapping mangxuan skills in a short time, Qingliu's comprehension ability has been seen in the wind and death Houfu Mu Chen, but he thinks he is overestimated, but now it seems that he is still underestimated.

"As long as you don't die, you must be a demon..."Mu Chen sighed softly and muttered to himself.

"Bang"

There was another roar, and the clearing of the woods was once again smashed out of a big hole by Qingliu, and compared to before, his current condensation speed was two or three percent faster.

"It's still a little slower. Qingliu shook his head, still extremely dissatisfied with the speed at which he was condensing.

Fighting with people, a slow move is a slow move, at the moment of life and death, slow moves, you may die, Qingliu is not a reckless person, and his requirements for himself are also extremely strict.

"Come again!" took a long breath, Qingliu shook his somewhat sore arm, and continued to practice Mangdu.

Time passed slowly with Qingliu's continuous practice, and before he knew it, it was dusk.

The sunlight slowly hid behind the deep forest mountain range, the twilight was heavy, and the night quickly enveloped the entire deep forest mountain range, and it was only a short time before the sky was completely dark.

After a long time of condensing mangxuan, he has not rested for a moment, even if Qingliu is so strong, it is still a little bottomed out at this moment.

Mu Chen took out the star stone from the mangring, threw it with his withered hand, embedded it in the trunk of an old tree, and sprinkled a soft light.

"Come and rest for a while. Mu Chen beckoned to Qingliu and spoke.

Wiping the sweat stains on his head, Qingliu let out a long breath of turbidity, and slowly walked to Mu Chen's side and sat down.

"Actually, you have almost mastered the essentials of this ninefold mangjin, and the speed of condensing mangs is the only thing that can make perfect, and you can't rush it. Mu Chen slowly spoke and taught Qingliu.

Taking out the dry food prepared in the Red City from the Mang Ring, Qingliu asked vaguely while gnawing: "Teacher, when can I cultivate that Emperor Realm Mangdu, and the Mangduel that you said is at least the Emperor Realm." ”

It's just that the power of the waiting level of Mangduel has made Qingliu so satisfied, and Qingliu can't help but start to recite the other two Mangduel that Mu Chen said, according to what Mu Chen said, these nine-fold Mangduan are just side dishes, and the next two Mangduan are big meals.

"Heh, you're greedy, don't you know the truth that you can't chew too much?" Mu Chen smiled angrily when he saw him like this.

After thinking about it, Mu Chen continued: "Judging from your mangqi reserves, that blazing condensation will at least have to wait for you to enter the Monarch Realm Triple Fang before it can exert some of its power, as for the prayer manghuang... There is no monarch realm four or five times, you still don't think about it first. ”

Qingliu couldn't help but shrink his neck when he heard this, and said with a wry smile: "Junjing four or five times, whew~ According to my current speed, I'm afraid it will take a long time." ”

After eating the dry food in his hand in a few bites, Qingliu patted the dust on his body, sat down cross-legged, and said, "The disciple has begun to take a look." ”

With Mu Chen by his side, Qingliu didn't have any scruples, so he began to cultivate mangs with such a big grin.

He has just practiced Mangdu, and the mangqi in the green fluid has been almost consumed, and in the past few days, because of the exhaustion of his mind, he has never been able to mang, and now that his mind has returned to its peak, it is time for him to continue.

As the mind was restrained and thoughts poured out, Qingliu began to slowly guide the red mangs between heaven and earth to flow into the body and strengthen their own Jundan.

In fact, Qingliu guides the mangqi of heaven and earth very fast, after all, it has the advantage of refining the body and quenching the bones, but now he has one more glass in his body to absorb mangqi, and the demand for mangqi is not only great, but also extremely picky, and the mangqi that Qingliu incorporates into the body has to be tempered again before it is absorbed, which makes most of the mangqi absorbed by Qingliu supply Liuli, and he can only get less than half of the mangqi he incorporates.

But even so, the speed of Qingliu Mang is still not slow compared to ordinary people, which shows how terrifying its speed of pulling the qi of heaven and earth is.

It is like a trickle, just a continuous repetition of accumulation, only to a certain extent, there will be a qualitative leap, this is an extremely slow process, but fortunately Qingliu is not an impatient person, even if he sits overnight, he has not complained in the slightest.

Because he knows that only He Mang Fang is the foundation of his foothold in this world, whether it is refining Mang, or practicing Mang, he needs He Mang as the foundation of all this, and only if his own strength is enough, he can live in this world safely.

Just sat down all night, Qingliu didn't move, just kept pulling the mangqi between heaven and earth to strengthen his Jundan, Mu Chen sat next to Qingliu, but he kept silent, as if he was afraid of disturbing Qingliu Yanmang.

It was almost dawn, and the long sunlight pierced the faint mist of the deep forest mountain range, shining on the bodies of Qingliu and Mu Chen.

His mind slowly retracted his knowledge, Qingliu opened his eyes, and ended the night, at this time, his clothes were wet with dewdrops, and his sword-like eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, dripping cold droplets.

Stretching his waist, there was a crisp sound between his bones, and sitting all night made Qingliu's muscles tighten, and it was a little numb when he twisted at this time.

"You Mang has finished cultivating, continue to practice Mangdu, today you must at least condense the four Mangxuan in an instant, if you can do it today, you should be able to find the trouble of the Feng family." Mu Chen opened his worried eyes, watched Qing Liu get up, and said without being salty.

Hearing that he could go to the Feng family's troubles, Qingliu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but look eager to try.

One of the main purposes of Qingliu's entry into the mountain this time is to find trouble for the Feng family.

Since Mu Chen gave Qingliu a requirement for practice, Qingliu naturally had to try his best to achieve it, yesterday Qingliu was already able to condense five or six mangxuan, but if he wanted to instantly condense into four mangxuan in his palm, it was still not difficult.

The limit that Qingliu can reach yesterday is only to condense into two mangwirls in his palm in an instant, if he condenses one or two more, his speed will be slowed down by one or two points, and to reach what Mu Chen said to condense four mangwarts in an instant, I am afraid that it will take some hard practice.

Since embarking on the path of Mang, Qingliu has gradually realized why the refiner and Mangdan are so sought after, because whether it is Mang, Mang, and the practice of Mangjue done by Qingliu now, they all have a common characteristic, that is, practice makes perfect, and if you want to reach an unattainable height, you can only endure the boring repetition day after day, and keep practicing and accumulating, so as to reach the level of accumulation.

But the most difficult thing in the world is still the Mang, the Mang not only emphasizes the accumulation day after day, but also the talent of the Mang, there are not many people in the world who have patience and perseverance after all, and a Mangdan, not only can replace the accumulation day after day, but can even break the barrier of the Mang, break through the limitations of talent, such a thing, the world is eager to forgive.

But Qingliu is different, he has a different vision from everyone in this world, he knows the truth of drinking water to quench his thirst, and he also has the ambition to be unwilling to succumb to others, he understands the importance of the foundation, which is how far he can go in the future, so he would rather be patient than take Mangdan.

One step at a time, you can go further.

Practicing Mangduel is as boring as Mangdue, and after the freshness of learning Mangdu, all that can be left is continuous practice over and over again, but Qingliu is not a pessimistic person, at least he knows how to make fun in suffering.

Practicing again and again, constantly reflecting on his previous shortcomings and correcting them, Mu Chen taught a few words from time to time, although Qingliu did not use this mang's determination at once, but the number of mangs and the speed of condensation were slowly approaching Mu Chen's set goal.

"It's slow, it's still slow, the moment you raise your hand, the mangxuan only overlaps three, and the power of this palm is only a lot weaker. Qingliu "banged" his palm, and before his fist was punched, he was already muttering to himself.

The number of the Nine Mang's Strength Mangxuan superposition is extremely important, this is the essence of this Mangdu, the Mangxuan superposition can make the power of Mangqi skyrocket, and four or five Mangxuan overlapping together can make Qingliu exert twice the power of his own Mangqi.

If the nine mangwirls are superimposed layer by layer, the power of the Qingliu mangqi can explode several times.

Qingliu asked Mu Chen, why can only nine mangxuan be superimposed, not a few more, Mu Chen replied that there is an upper limit to the superposition of mangxuan, mangxuan is extremely unstable, constantly superimposed together, several unstable mangxuan fusion, this instability will make it more difficult for people to control, nine mangxuan is already the limit of what this mangxuan can superimpose, which is why it can only be regarded as a waiting realm mangduel when it turns the sky, because its upper limit is too low.

However, Qingliu is now worthy of the monarch realm, it is too early to say this, at least this mangliu is enough for the current Qingliu.

"The superposition of Mangxuan needs you to find the points that coincide with Mangxuan, as long as these points can tend to coincide, the superposition of Mangxuan is not a problem, these points need to be found by yourself, the old man can only tell you the key, and cannot help you find it. Mu Chen looked at Qingliu, who shook his head again, and opened his mouth to teach.

"Is there an overlap?" Qingliu listened to Mu Chen's words and fell into deep thought.

Every time he stacked Mangxuan, he had a feeling that he was about to grasp the key to stacking Mangxuan, but every time it was time to make a move, he lost that critical feeling again.

The shot was only for a moment, as long as he could catch the feeling of superimposing Mangxuan once, then it would be much easier to stack it again, and after that, that feeling became a habit, then it would be much easier to exert this ninefold mang.

Taking a deep breath, Qingliu closed his eyes and sank into his mind, carefully feeling the flow of mangqi in his palm, and did not rush to make a move as before.

The flow of mangqi is like a murmuring river, extremely rhythmic, and the thoughts of Qingliu are tactful with the flow of mangqi, constantly experiencing the fluctuations of mangqi.

Mu Chen was both surprised and relieved to see Qingliu like this, and muttered to himself: "I actually know how to use my mind to sense the rhythm of mangqi, this kid's comprehension ability is really beyond the old man's expectations." ”

Qingliu stood in place in such a daze, neither condensing nor waving his palms, as if he was asleep, his thoughts slowly poured out, gathered in the palm of his hand, and moved with the rhythm of the mangqi in the palm, like a flowing filament.

Suddenly, Qingliu suddenly grasped the rhythm of the rhythm of mangqi in his mind, his eyes opened suddenly, he slowly raised his palm, and looked at his palm in a daze for a long time.

The slender fingers are slightly bent, and the palm lines in the white palm are clearly visible, and the mangqi is in the palm, like smoke and waves flowing.

As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, the mangqi instantly swirled, and he slapped the stone beside him casually, and beat the mangxuan into the stone.

"Boom!"

Qingliu muttered to himself, and the stones beside him exploded with a bang, turning into powder.

"Heh~ four mangxuan. Qingliu smiled softly and muttered in a low voice.