Inspiration!

As the inspiration of the basic perception of the Martial Sect Realm, it is a rare and valuable perception ability, and even the existence above the Martial Sect may not know how to enhance the inspiration.

So far.

There is no way to practice inspiration in the world of martial arts!

And the grinding of life and death, which is often mentioned, is nothing more than a negligible way to enhance inspiration, and it is not an effective way to increase inspiration at all.

So.

Inspiration is precious!

After tidying up the short sleeves that were wrinkled due to sleeping, Han Dong sat up and got out of bed, his clear eyes flashing with a thoughtful look.

"The key to inspiration is sensing. ”

"But in addition to sensing danger, there are two major aspects: deterrence and harm. For example, my strong inspiration can permeate my body and cause great damage to ghosts. ”

With just one glance, you can see ordinary ghosts and ghosts.

Rao is a martial arts practitioner in the realm of martial arts, and he can't do it, which is a shocking move.

"Hmm. ”

"From this point of view, it is important to strengthen your senses and find a wisp of gray air, and you must plan accordingly as soon as possible. Han Dong frowned slightly, silently thinking.

For martial arts practitioners, inspiration is extremely important.

For example, in the realm of ordinary generals with inspiration, if you face a demon at the peak of the general level, you will definitely die, but there is still a glimmer of life when you encounter a ghost at the peak of the general level.

In a nutshell.

Inspiration can give martial arts practitioners stronger force when facing ghosts, and their strength can skyrocket up to 13 points!

Rao is a martial arts practitioner in the Martial Sect Realm, and he is also eager to enhance his inspiration.

Smack.

Han Dong exhaled deeply, put on the dark blue plastic slippers resting on the side of the bed with his bare feet, and became more cautious in his heart.

"A hint of gray air currents can strengthen the physical fitness in all directions, even if it is exposed, it is nothing. ”

"But the effect of a wisp of gray air flow is really a bit shocking. If the martial arts world learns that the inspiration can also be enhanced, I am afraid that it will be completely rioted. ”

Right.

Far from a sensation, it was a riot...... Because inspiration is so important!

"Still. ”

"As for the will alone, I am not as good as it. Besides, I am a master of the art Yun type!" Han Dong sorted out his complicated thoughts, full of confidence: "The gray air flow just helped me open the path of martial arts and let me rise above the world. ”

The road to the world is not only gray and white!

After all.

In terms of technique, it all depends on personal understanding.

"Well, think about it. ”

"There are three things that I need to accomplish at the moment, in order. The first is to teach Zhang Hao's book of martial arts pile skills, the second is to collect a wisp of gray airflow, and the last is to let the Qingshan Sect return to the sect sequence. ”

After clearing his thoughts, Han Dong's heart suddenly brightened.

It seems that there are a lot of complicated matters, but after being concise and concise, there are only three things left. Of course, he can't be in a hurry, and he moves forward steadily.

Down-to-earth is the right way.

While practicing martial arts, I can complete these things at the same time.

Moreover, the progress of martial arts practice in the martial arts realm is extremely fast. It is the most difficult to wash the marrow and turn into quenching the body, and you must carefully hone your muscles and meridians, and you can't be impatient.

"Hmm. ”

"Let's close the curtains first. Han Dong walked to the window with an indifferent face, closed the curtains tightly, and then stood in the bedroom to practice drawing mountain piles.

The secret of the Qingshan Sect is to draw mountain piles.

This pile skill can be called the most precious thing in the entire Qingshan Sect...... A total of four layers of painted mountain piles, each layer has extraordinary and mysterious manifest characteristics, Han Dong has only practiced the first mountain realm, and Ning Moli is only the second mountain realm.

Han Dong knew it in his heart.

Painting mountain piles to practice into the second mountain realm is the title of the three-step martial arts realm!

The achievement title of the three-step martial sect realm can be advanced through one's own body and fuse the power of heaven and earth, but it can also be fused with the power of heaven and earth with pile gong, and there is no difference between the former and the latter.

It's just that.

It is really difficult to get a pile skill that has been cultivated to the realm of the Title Martial Sect and adapt to it!

"Draw a stake!"

Han Dong's legs were slightly bent.

The soles of his feet glowed with a faint light, like a hundred-year-old giant tree, rooted in the ground bricks, if it weren't for the success of the first mountain realm, just such a station would have crushed this dormitory building.

Follow.

His palms rested in front of his chest, and he rotated and moved freely, flickering phantoms, pulling out a majestic force of nearly ten thousand jun, if ordinary people inadvertently touched it, he would not die or be disabled.

The palms of the hands continue to rotate, as if drawing.

After about two or three seconds, a huge black mountain that seemed to be illusory and substantial was formed between the palms, and the brilliant surface showed good attributes, which was enough to make people jaw-dropping.

Draw the mountain pile.

Draw a mountain.

"At this time, it is still the first mountain realm. Han Dong carefully appreciated the longevity and heaviness of the mountain pile: "If you can stack a second mountain on top of a mountain, you can achieve the second mountain realm on the ground." ”

It's a pity.

Only in the Martial Sect Realm can they reach the minimum standard of cultivating into the Second Mountain Realm...... Wait, seems to have overlooked something.

"Shhh

Han Dong took a cool breath.

The minimum standard of the martial arts realm and the minimum standard of the first mountain realm of the martial arts realm are actually the requirements for the form of internal forces...... His first-grade grade has the form of condensation fog and can be trained to draw mountain piles, and the martial arts realm has the form of liquid, and he can be trained to become the first mountain realm.

So.

The martial arts realm has a solid internal force, and it should also be able to train into the second mountain realm!

"I see. ”

"My subconscious mind has limited the possibility of practicing the second mountain realm of painting mountain piles, so I have been staying in the first mountain realm, wasting time. ”

Thinking of this, my eyes changed.

If it was idle before, it is like a bamboo at this moment, the face is solemn, the left palm trembles, and the right palm vibrates, generating an inexplicable frequency of reverberation, making the internal force bounce violently.

The pitch-black mountains are getting thicker and thicker.

Meantime.

The phantom glow is brighter, too.

But.

It was just as dusk and sunset, and the dark shadow light was so conspicuous that it actually penetrated through the neat curtains of bright yellow color.

"Wow!"

"What's that? On the fifth floor, the bedroom on the fifth floor is glowing black. ”

At the door of the men's dormitory building, coming and going, only two or three students saw this abnormal situation, and Han Dong listened to it when he heard it, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Buzzing.

He slowly loosened the anode pile.

Immediately after, Han Dong turned his arm, instantly converged all the internal force light, slowly walked to the window, and stared at the curtains of the school for some years.

"Inferior curtains?"

"Tsk, that's too thin. No wonder the curtains are always blown by the wind. Even my eyes can penetrate the curtain. ”

Han Dong dusted off the curtains with a little disgust.

Rao is disgusted, and he also needs to control his strength. Otherwise, it can really blow up the entire window, like the explosion of a disemboweled shell, I am afraid that it will shock the entire Jiangnan Academy.

Case.

Replace the curtains with thick fabrics?

Not feasible.

After all, the symptoms are not the root cause.

"Alas. ”

Thinking of this, Han Dong couldn't help but sigh.

It's like forcing yourself to leave your beloved and familiar dormitory...... The small, dusty, mud-drew, and dilapidated houses outside were no match for university dormitories.

Can't compare.

It can't be compared.

Although there are many disadvantages of university dormitories, most students miss their old dormitories after graduation.

"Alas. ”

Han Dong sighed again.

Everyone knows that college life is good, but in fact, he is reluctant to leave the independent dormitory where he has lived for more than half a year.

But it can't be helped.

He wants to practice martial arts.

Only martial arts can make oneself fight against terrifying demons and monsters, and can revive the prestige of the Qingshan Sect!

I pondered for a while.

Han Dong picked up his mobile phone, unlocked the screen, first dialed Yan Cangtu's number, and then discussed the details of the purchase of the house in a big way, and finally logged in to QQ.

QQ Contacts interface.

There is only one and only one pinned contact - Zhang Hazy Children's Shoes ( ̄▽ ̄)~*

"Oops. ”

"I'm probably going to move. Han Dong sent a text message with a sad face.

Less than three seconds.

The girl hurriedly sent a black and white cat with a small head that was split by lightning: "What's wrong??"

At first glance, pitiful.

This little kitten, white velvet, stared at round eyes, and the split white hair stood up, outlining a cute and dry look.

Smack.

Han Dong typed simply: "The dormitory of the school is not suitable for me...... For some reason, I may have to move out of my current dorm room and into a small house. ”

Huh?

Tiny house?

On the other side, Zhang Hao had just returned to the dormitory with his best friend Xu Jiawei, the cat was in the soft quilt, rubbing the pair of rather well-proportioned white legs, and when he saw the QQ message, he couldn't help but be worried.

"I don't want to live in a small house. ”

By the way, Han Dong posted a picture of a brown corgi dog rolling on the ground, which was full of desolation.

Less than a second.

The girl showed her extraordinary hand speed: "Don't panic yet. ”

"I'm here, let's figure it out together. She was also a little anxious, frowning, pursing her pink lips, and replied worriedly: "What is the reason, do you have to move?"

In fact.

The dormitory is pretty good.

Zhang Hao simply sent a voice message, and his well-proportioned white legs were tightly folded, staring at the screen.

After a while.

"Of course, I would like to continue to live in my current private dormitory. Han Dong sent a blank face dumpling lying on the table with a silently sad expression: "It's a pity, I can't, the reasons are a little complicated." ”

The girl asked, "Little house, is it small?"

“......”

Han Dong replied with a string of ellipses.

The other side.

Zhang Hao tilted his little head, trying his best to imagine.

If moving is inevitable, what small house will Han Dong live in...... As a result, the girl sketched a picture - dim lighting, cracked and yellowed earthen walls, simple and dilapidated furniture, coupled with the attributes of dust and cramped space.

Maybe.

From time to time, rats are rampant.

Oh, my God!

The wall is not sheltered from the wind, the tiles are not sheltered from the rain, and Han Dong is too pitiful~~(>_<)~~

And at the same time.

Han Dong also sat on the edge of the iron-framed bed, silently waiting for the picture of his small house.

Ding dong.

Han Dong's new mobile phone vibrated twice.

WeChat received a new message, which was from Yan Cangtu: "You take a look at these pictures first, a small villa of about 3,000 square meters, can you see it?"

This is a close second.

There are more than ten pictures of villas that are splendid, beautiful, and magnificent, comparable to Qionglou Yuyu, and even have an independent giant bathing pool, and there are about more than ten pictures displayed on the screen.

Isn't it easy to shower?

Although Han Dong didn't know why he built such a large bathing pool, he always felt that it was not simple, and his black and white eyes squinted gently.

At this very moment.

Ding dong.

Zhang Hao sat cross-legged on the bed, seriously edited a QQ message, and sent it to Han Dong: "Where is the little house, what does it look like, is there a picture, or will I accompany you to see the small house?"