Qin Zhengfan made up his mind, so he came to the courtyard and concentrated on reading the boxing book of "Bull and Tiger Refining Boxing" twice.

It's strange to say, he just looked at this boxing book twice, and the moves and charts in the boxing book were deeply imprinted into his mind, even if he didn't look at the boxing book with his eyes closed, Qin Zhengfan could play back the boxing book page by page, and it was exactly the same.

"This ......" Qin Zhengfan was first shocked, and then surprised.

Qin Zhengfan wants to do scientific research, he doesn't know how many boring materials he has to read every day, and he doesn't know how many numbers he has to explain to him, if he has such a memorable ability, then it will definitely be much easier in the future, and he will have more time to study and practice, and even enjoy life.

Soon, Qin Zhengfan suppressed the surprise in his heart and calmed down to imagine the move of "Iron Bull Pulling Horns".

A map clearly came to mind, Qin Zhengfan squatted slightly without thinking, bent forward, clenched his hands into fists, raised them like a pair of bull horns, and slammed it forward.

When Qin Zhengfan made this action, he could clearly feel that the muscles and muscles in his body were moving at this moment, and there was strength to squirm with the ups and downs of the muscles in his legs, rapidly flowing upward, and then to his waist, and then to his arms.

"Bang!" a blasting sound from the rapid and vigorous compression of the air suddenly sounded in the small courtyard in the quiet early morning, although the sound was actually small, but it was extremely harsh.

Even the orange trees not far from Qin Zhengfan shook and dropped several leaves.

Qin Zhengfan couldn't help but be startled, and then stared at his fists for a long time, he couldn't imagine that the first time he practiced the "Ox and Tiger Bone Refining Boxing", he could make a popping sound.

This shows that he has a strong ability to control the strength of muscles and bones, which can make his fists push out like horns, produce a lot of explosive force, cause air turbulence, and produce sound.

"According to the records in the boxing book, to reach this level, it will take at least three or five years of hard training. It seems that I was able to reach this level for the first time, which should have a lot to do with the phantom in the center of my eyebrows. It allows me to clearly sense the changes in my body, which naturally makes it easier to control the burst of muscle and bone strength. However, in addition to that illusory shadow, it also has a lot to do with the skills that Master passed on to me, after all, I am now in the third-layer realm of soul collection. ”

Qin Zhengfan quickly figured out the reason and settled down to practice boxing again.

"Bang, bang, bang!" "Bang, bang!" The small courtyard soon resounded with the sound of bursts of air being rapidly and vigorously compressed.

Every time Qin Zhengfan punched out, the muscles of his whole body fluctuated like waves, and the strength of his whole body fluctuated with the fluctuations of his muscles, quickly flowing towards his arm, concentrating on his fist, and then suddenly "banging" out, and the air shook, as if it had suddenly exploded.

Not only that, when Qin Zhengfan punched and kicked, the bones of his whole body seemed to be moving inside.

Although he could not see it, he could faintly feel a terrifying hardness and piercing force, as if his flesh was wrapped not in bone but in steel.

I don't know when the east has turned red, and the purple morning glow is churning, like an angry sea.

Under the rising sun, a young man who looked thin and weak, sometimes raised his fists above his head, like the horns of a fierce bull, and sometimes jumped high and pounced down, giving people the feeling of being fierce and fierce, like a tiger pounced.

"Whew!" Qin Zhengfan finally put away his fist.

Sweating profusely, his muscles bulging one by one, full of masculine power, if it weren't for his pale skin and elegant and delicate temperament, he would simply be a steel man.

Qin Zhengfan had a happy and confident smile on his face.

Last night, he had little idea of the power he had, and he didn't know how to use it.

Now he not only has a clearer understanding of the power he possesses, but also knows some ways to use it.

Of course, he hadn't had time to delve into the use of spiritual power.

Even so, if Qin Zhengfan was allowed to face those two murderers again, he would definitely not have the slightest apprehension.

Of course, in the face of thermal weapons, Qin Zhengfan still has to be weak-minded.

After taking a shower, Qin Zhengfan, who felt refreshed, deliberately entered the space of his eyebrows again, and found that the phantom was still erratic, giving people a feeling of malaise, as if it was about to disperse at any time.

"It seems that after a lot of exhaustion, it will take at least a few hours, or even a good night's sleep, to really recover. Qin Zhengfan was a little disappointed when he saw this, he still thought that he could distinguish between aura and turbidity anyway, even if the aura was thinner and turbid in other periods, he would always be able to increase some power by slowly "picking".

Now it seems that this road is naturally impassable.

"This phantom has a mysterious relationship with the consumption of gods, I am now a spiritual cultivator, it is better to name it Lingshen. Qin Zhengfan quickly put away his disappointment, and then gave his Purple Mansion Yuan Shen a name.

......

The sky has completely brightened.

The quiet fishing village becomes noisy and lively.

Qin Zhengfan listened to the noisy sound coming from outside and shook his head secretly.

In the past, the fishing village was not so noisy and lively, but since the number of tourists has increased day by day, it has never returned to the quiet it used to be.

However, everything has gains and losses, and although it is not possible to return to the previous tranquility, the villagers' lives are becoming more and more solid day by day.

Qin Zhengfan casually ordered a bowl of noodles and made a breakfast with an egg.

After breakfast, Qin Zhengfan sat on a rattan chair under the orange tree in the small courtyard, took out the books left by the master for himself and studied them carefully.

Although the books left to him by his master did not contain any records of the space in the center of the eyebrows and the phantom shadow that he named Lingshen, they did contain many other methods related to cultivation, including alchemy, talisman making, formation, spiritual magic, body refining, and even divination.

Qin Zhengfan is now a newcomer in the spiritual cultivation world, except for knowing the cultivation method of "Flame Transformation Dragon Technique", he doesn't know anything about other spirit runes, casting spiritual skills, etc., so he naturally wants to seize the time to study.

Otherwise, if he has a body of spiritual power passed on to him by his master, but he doesn't know how to use it, wouldn't he be sitting on a treasure mountain and not being able to take it?

Qin Zhengfan is now looking at the "Elementary Hundred Techniques True Classic", which records some primary spiritual magic methods.

"Fireball!" Qin Zhengfan said silently in his heart, according to the record in the "True Classic", pinched the magic trick, operated the spiritual power, and followed by, a fireball as big as an egg appeared on his palm, but he didn't feel any pain from being burned by the fire, and even had a mysterious connection with this fireball, as if this fireball was a part of his body.

"It's amazing!" Qin Zhengfan was surprised and excited when he saw that he had really changed into a fireball.

"Collect!" Qin Zhengfan said silently again, and the fireball disappeared out of thin air.

Qin Zhengfan performed it a few times with great interest, and then continued to study other spiritual techniques.

The spiritual techniques recorded in the "Elementary Hundred Techniques True Classic", every spiritual technique, Qin Zhengfan can get started almost only after reading it a few times, and it doesn't seem to be difficult, and Qin Zhengfan doesn't feel anything abnormal about it.

After all, this is only a rudimentary spiritual technique.

But if Fang Hong was still alive, he would definitely be stunned.

Although the primary spiritual technique is simple, it is definitely a difficult spiritual technique for cultivators in the third-layer realm of soul harvesting, and it is absolutely impossible to become proficient without years or even decades of hard practice.

Of course, the biggest reason why Qin Zhengfan got started so quickly was that he had the Purple Mansion Yuan God early.

Time passed quietly in the practice of spiritual arts, and Qin Zhengfan was about to practice the next spiritual technique called "Spark Burning Plain" when he suddenly felt a familiar breath fluctuation.

"Second uncle!" Qin Zhengfan's heart moved, and he hurriedly put the "True Classic" into the Tianfeng Law Ring, and then got up and opened the door.