"There are two kinds of Dharma divisions, three for the Taiyin and one for the sun. ”

This is followed by a detailed explanation of the eight variants, the corresponding drawings, and so on.

On the way down the mountain.

"Daddy, which do you think it's better for me to start studying?" Mo Xing asked a little confused.

"It's very simple, which one you are most familiar with, the most common, which one you see at a glance, you take it as a starting point. Mo Kongchen replied.

"But ......"

"This is what you kid has to do by himself, and it's inconvenient for your father and me to do it for me. Mo Kongchen smiled.

"Okay......" Mo Xing calmed down his excitement, covered the book, closed his eyes, and then turned a page casually.

"Let me see what it is...... Uh, fly attack?"

"Did you pick a fly? yes—" Mo Kongchen gloated.

"No, no, no, where can I learn this first!" Mo Xing was in a hurry, and he was about to turn the page in a hurry.

"I advise you not to learn anything else first—not to mention that there are ghosts and gods in the underworld, I personally think that the cultivation order of two, three, two, and one is the most suitable for you. ”

"Why?" Moxing was puzzled.

"I'll do the math for you - if you learn three first, beginners like you can easily get lost in the messy techniques and find it difficult to coordinate themselves; learn one first, it's easy to follow the rules, rigid and inflexible; it's best to learn two first, there are variables but not complicated, and it's easiest to get started. ”

"Then why not two, one, two, three?"

"This is the most in line with the order of cultivation - you see, you first contact for the first time, then gradually generate more changes, and finally hold the yuan and return to one, and finally achieve great success, fast and good, isn't it beautiful?" Mo Kongchen looked at his son seriously.

"That'...... Okay!Let's start with flies!" Mo Xing finally made up his mind.

Back home, Mo Xing held chopsticks in his right hand and flipped through the booklet in his left hand.

"That big monk is talking nonsense! Obviously there are only two sub-formulas for flies -- fly attack and fly resistance, but there is one more variation of fly resistance! It's called - fly touch! It's flies rubbing their hands!"

"Okay, okay, you kid will be content, people have worked hard to summarize the method of creation, but it seems that it is worthless to you. It's like being in the midst of happiness and not knowing the blessings. Alas, cultivate hard! you still have a long way to go!" Mo Kongchen shook his head and sighed.

At night.

Mo Xing lay on the bed, thinking about the two fractions and one variation of "Less Yin Fly".

"Fly attack is to imitate the fly during flight by observing the movement of the surrounding air flow to avoid attack;" Mo Xing recalled the fly he had just observed while covering his nose on the garbage pile at the foot of the mountain, "Fly attack is the method of protecting itself by bending three pairs of feet to slow down the impact when the fly is about to hit an obstacle during flight;"

"Fly touch, is to imitate flies rubbing hands, what does Daddy say...... Cross your limbs, use a small amount of True Qi to perform a "semi-extracorporeal circulation", reduce the time for accumulation and demobilization, and maintain the dynamic balance of the body - right......"

"This "fly touch" feels good, and it is very easy to use...... It's really a variant.,And the fly is to use the control of the limbs to strengthen the skills...... Daddy is right, it seems that "less yin flies" is indeed the most suitable skill for me now...... How do you feel that it sounds weird......"

"Sleepy, sleep...... Sleep ......"

............

"Why are you calculating me?!"

"Why?!"

............

Ink Star found himself in a dim, scorching rocky plain. The plains were maroon red, with torn marks crossed over them, like the claw marks of some giant monster. The ground is full of broken swords and broken swords, and there are large and small rock blocks and rock pillars sparsely distributed on the ground, and from time to time thin pillars of steam will suddenly erupt around, and there are hideous humanoid monsters everywhere, carrying all kinds of weapons, wandering around. In the distance, there seemed to be distant mountains, and the entire space was filled with a blood-red mist, blocking the view.

"Pss

"Uh-"

Just as Mo Xing was stunned, he suddenly had a rusty long sword pierced through his chest.

"What...... Who'......"

The long sword was drawn, and Mo Xing fell to the ground weakly. The vision quickly dimmed, and Mo Xing only barely rolled over before falling, and saw a humanoid monster with a gray-black body, only the whites of his eyes, and a large scorch mark on his skin, clutching a long sword dripping with his own blood.

"I ...... Is it dead...... Woo-ah-ah-ah-ah......"

An indescribable pain nearly tore Moxing apart. Mo Xing finally struggled for a while, and finally there was a scene in front of him.

It's still that plain.

However, at this time, Mo Xing's back was against a pillar of rock, and he was not immediately attacked by humanoid monsters.

"I'll give it a try...... the footwork of "Tengyun Longitudinal Method" can be used...... The floating true qi can be used ...... the "Insect Walking Small Method" can be used to reduce the yin and flies...... But they are all very unskilled......"

"Cluck-cluck-cluck-roar-"

A hoarse roar that almost pierced Mo Xing's eardrums suddenly sounded, and Mo Xing was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out. When he looked closely, a humanoid monster with scars and gray skin was only a dozen feet away from him.

"Oh my God—" Mo Xing was almost stunned again, but fortunately reacted in time, and casually pulled out a rusty sword inserted in the rock, and saw that the tip of the sword was broken.

But at this time, Mo Xing couldn't take care of much, and the monster had already rushed over, waving its claws at him with his bare hands.

"Drink!"

Moxing swung his sword, blocking the monster's claws with the blade of his sword. A huge force struck, and Ink Star's back slammed into the rock pillar.

"Whew-" Mo Xing gritted his teeth, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. But the monster didn't give him a chance, and the other claw swung over.

Mo Xing didn't know where he got the strength, and his body slammed to the side, and the monster's claws actually plunged into the rock.

Mo Xing was so shocked by this brute force that his eyeballs almost bulged.

"It's not an opponent, run!"

Mo Xing shook his sword, turned around and left. Sliding left and right, drawing two semicircles, and at the same time, the black crescent moon pattern passed through the right eye, and the ink star actually soared into the air in the nervous escape.

"Next is the word "leap"-"

Mo Xing strode in mid-air, and his originally stumbling flight stabilized, and his flight speed increased rapidly.

"Huh-" With an angry roar, Mo Xing hurriedly turned around, and the monster jumped three feet high, looking like it was about to catch itself.

"I-go-" Mo Xing's body twisted, and he deflected violently in the air, narrowly avoiding the monster's jumping attack.

"I was just that...... Did I use it?" Mo Xing was overjoyed, but he immediately realized that it was not the right time, and immediately accelerated to escape.

"Hmm...... My back hurts...... Is this what Daddy called twisting his waist?" Mo Xing clasped his palms, "Fly Touch!"

A little bit of True Qi silently began to circulate in Mo Xing's body and body surface at the same time, and the pain began to ease.

The book says...... The fly touch is practiced to the fullest, and it only needs two fingers to recover on its own...... I don't know when I'll get to that point......" Mo Xing thought as he flew.

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