The only small tree left in the courtyard was swinging desperately in the wind and rain, as if it was dodging this sudden storm.

The two brothers ate something casually and went back to their rooms.

The fat senior brother hadn't rested yet, the upstairs was clanging, the voice came intermittently, and the corners of Cheng Xiaoxi's mouth twitched, he wanted to take advantage of this moment to comprehend the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but now he couldn't calm down.

The floor slab kept shaking with the jingle sound, and a lot of dust fell, Cheng Xiaoxi patted off the dust on his body and the quilt, and said to himself: "Senior brother always fiddles with those inexplicable things, doesn't he practice?"

With that, the upstairs became louder, and he lifted the quilt, covered his body completely, and finally retracted his head.

I still remember that the senior brother said that the academy advocates heaven and rewards hard work, and he should be qualified if he is so tinkling, right?

It's just that in this world where spiritual power is supreme, how useful are those things he pondered......

"Senior brother's identity must not be simple, but if he is not doing his job like this, Master will not take care of it. ”

The wind and rain outside the house gradually receded, and Cheng Xiaoxi was full of cranky thoughts, but he hadn't fallen asleep yet.

After about a quarter and a half, when the upstairs was finally quiet, he got up and swept away the dust, blew out the oil lamp, and soon fell asleep.

......

In the early morning, the sky had not yet cleared, and it was gloomy, as if the sorrow of heaven had not yet ended.

Cheng Xiaoxi came to the yard very early, doing the strengthening movements that his father taught him, and exercising over and over again.

......

At the end of the fifth pass, he collected his movements, stood his body straight, and kept it like this for about half a moment.

Since he was a child, his health has not been good, as long as it is not a special situation, he will insist on exercising every day, and he has long since remembered how old he started.

Upstairs, the fat senior brother was lying on the window, eating the spirit fruit, while commenting on the junior brother's movements in his heart, looking leisurely.

After standing still, Cheng Xiaoxi began to meditate, getting rid of distracting thoughts, reciting psychic tips in his mouth, and adjusting his body and spirit to the best state.

The fat senior brother was puzzled, this is psychic thaumaturgy, right?

Although he does not practice, he has seen many psychic, which of these people have not been prepared for a long time, carrying rare treasures, and then looking for a place with abundant spiritual power, so as to greatly improve the grasp of psychic.

What the hell is this doing?

Didn't he know the limits of psychic thaumaturgy?

When practicing spells, it is most taboo to be interrupted, at least the qi and blood retrograde and break through the meridians, and at the worst it will hurt the internal organs, or even die of exhaustion.

Although the fat senior brother was puzzled, he didn't dare to interrupt the psychic of the stream, so he had to widen his eyes and watch this scene nervously.

I saw that Cheng Xiaoxi finished the psychic thaumaturgical movements, and slowly sat on the ground again, his eyes closed, and an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"Is this a success, or a failure?"

"Isn't there a backlash?"

Seeing this scene, the fat senior brother jumped up immediately, how could the junior brother's psychic be so simple and casual?

Just by eating a fruit, he is finished channeling, and he has not been swallowed by the psychic backlash!

He carefully observed the state of the stream, his mouth wide open, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Doesn't this fool know how much preparation a psychic takes?"

"If psychic were so simple, would there still be ordinary people? Or is he a genius in the first place, so he is not different from others at all?"

Cheng Xiaoxi didn't know that Senior Brother Fat had been observing himself from the beginning, maybe even if he knew, he wouldn't care, he had been practicing psychic thaumaturgy like this all these years, and in his opinion, it was nothing special.

The surrounding spiritual power was swarming as before, but the amount was much less than that on Longquan Mountain, but it was richer than that of the Central Plains.

His expression became solemn, and the last step came, Na Ling entered the body!

He carefully dragged a spiritual power, felt the strange fluctuations of that spiritual power, and brought it into his body step by step.

"Alas......"

With a long sigh, as always, there was no accident at all, and he still failed!

That spiritual power swam around his body, and finally it came out of his body and returned to the air.

"Something must be wrong!"

Cheng Xiaoxi thought carefully about Fang Cai's feelings, trying to find the place where there might be a mistake.

After a moment of silence, he walked over to the little tree in the middle of the courtyard and sat down on the ground.

He closed his eyes, skillfully made movements with both hands, and continued to chant the psychic trick in his mouth.

The second attempt began again.

"I'm afraid you don't want to live...... Uh......"

The upper half of the fat brother's body had completely leaned out of the window, maybe he felt that the closer he was, the clearer he could see.

Cheng Xiaoxi's expression of enjoyment just now made him think that his junior brother had succeeded in channeling, but he didn't expect that this product would change places and transport psychic thaumaturgy again!

Who doesn't know that psychic thaumaturgy can only be run once?

If you fail, you fail, and if you force yourself to try a second time, you will definitely end up with a dead end.

As a senior brother, he would never let this kind of thing happen, so he scolded angrily, but as soon as he said half a sentence, the junior brother finished the psychic action.

"The tricks are so proficient, I'm afraid that no one is faster than him, right?"

How can people stop this, without saying a word, the junior brother's magic is completed again, and at this time he has nothing to do, he can only watch the junior brother continue to channel, I hope nothing bad happens......

The fat senior brother hurriedly went downstairs, the speed was so fast, it was the first in his life, and he knew that he could be so agile.

When he came to the courtyard, he could only get a little closer, staring intently at his junior brother, and did not dare to make a sound at all, for fear of disturbing him.

Time passed slowly in the tension and anxiety of the fat senior brother, and Cheng Xiaoxi finally opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity. He didn't sleep very well last night, and he stretched out, but suddenly found that his senior brother was staring at him tightly.

Tilting his neck and glancing at each other, he felt that the senior brother was very strange, but he was just psychic, and he had failed, what was there to look at.

Senior Brother Fat didn't think like this in his heart, Cheng Xiaoxi's behavior had broken his perception of psychics, and the two fat hands rubbing each other expressed his mood at the moment.

"Are you alright?" he asked, incredulous.

Cheng Xiaoxi didn't expect anything wrong with his behavior, patted the dirt on his buttocks, he stood up, and said with puzzlement: "It's just a sense of spiritual power, what can it do?"

Hearing this answer, Senior Brother Fat was even more puzzled, he no longer looked at Senior Brother, just shook his head and walked around silently, constantly thinking about everything that had just happened in his heart.

Cheng Xiaoxi touched his head, he couldn't understand what kind of nerves he was getting when he was spinning around, the senior brother was already a little mysterious.

Well, it's a bit of a mental abnormality.

Throwing these thoughts out of his mind, Chengxi regrouped his state, and he took a step and walked into the distance.

The psychic could not be disturbed in any way, and his intuition told him to stay away from his senior brother.

Walking a distance of dozens of steps, he nodded secretly, this place is almost far enough.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, calmed down, and recounted the previous psychic situation in his mind, and regardless of anything else, began to run the psychic thaumaturgy again.

On the other side, the fat senior brother was still thinking about the matter of two consecutive psychics, but unexpectedly, with this dazzling kung fu, the junior brother actually tried it for the third time.

"This idiot, it's already a fluke to not die twice, and he dares to be psychic, I really don't want to live!"

Angry, frightened and frightened, he took three steps and made two steps, like a mad bull, quickly rushed to the front of his junior brother, he thought to himself that this time he must be decisive to stop, and he can't let him die again.

After a few breaths, he came to Cheng Xiaoxi again, he stretched out his right hand to pull his junior brother up from the ground, but as soon as his hand was halfway out, he stopped in mid-air.

"It's... This... This ......"

"Again... Late ......"

It's no wonder that he is incoherent, you must know that psychic thaumaturgy also has a few formulas, and when he recites the decision, he also has to perform specific gestures, and he has to use dozens of breaths or so for ordinary people.

Cheng Xiaoxi is so fast that anyone who sees it will be surprised, and even doubt life.