Chapter Twenty-Eight: Psychic Skills

"Mountain Breaking Fist!"

Between the mountains and forests, a loud shout came. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Long Yi's figure roared past, and the phantom step was used to the extreme, and it was not much hindered in this wooded forest.

In the next moment, Long Yi stopped suddenly, and the whistling fist carried the profound martial energy qi and blasted towards the waist-thick trees in front of him, "Click!" The trees broke off at the sound of the sound.

"This Mountain-Breaking Fist is worthy of being a Xuan-level high-level martial art, and it has more than half of the power of the Cloud Splitting Hand before it is initially mastered!"

Looking at the broken trees in front of him, a slight smile appeared on Long Yi's face. This low-level high-level martial art did not live up to Long Yi's expectations. It's a pity that I haven't cultivated to my home yet.

In the past five days, Long Yi has continued to practice Mountain Breaking Boxing, but no matter how he cultivates, he still doesn't have much attainment, and he still stays at the stage of preliminary mastery.

"Now that I have just broken through the double level of martial arts training, it is a little impossible for my cultivation to improve. Now it seems that the only way to try to break through the orange-robed immortal spirit master is to try to break through!"

Long Yi stretched out his palm, looked at the power of the immortal spirit swimming in his palm, and lowered his head in contemplation.

Then, Long Yi walked straight to the cave, closed his eyes and breathed, today he was going to try to see if he could break through the orange-robed immortal spirit master.

After a while, Long Yi's body wandered around the power of the immortals, heavily enveloping Long Yi, and the spirit gathering technique was also running rapidly at this moment, constantly absorbing the power of the surrounding immortals, and then running in Long Yi's body for a week, all gathered into the spiritual root in his mind.

At this time, the spiritual roots are the size of a small tree, and the whole body is green, containing vitality.

Suddenly, the power of the immortal spirit began to surge violently, slowly converging into a vortex of spiritual power above Long Yi's head.

In Long Yi's mind, the power of the immortal spirit had reached an unprecedented expansion stage, and even the spirit root was difficult to absorb for a while. Long Yi frowned, the situation in his mind made him anxious, how could this be good.

At this moment, the spirit root was raised sharply, and the power of the fairy spirit in his mind was instantly absorbed by the spirit root, and at this time, the power of the spirit root turned orange.

Spiritual power turns into color, this is a sign of stepping into the orange-robed immortal spirit master.

After a long time, Long Yi slowly opened his eyes, looked inwardly at his physical state, and a wave of joy welled up on his immature little face, in the early stage of the orange-robed immortal spirit master, he finally reached it.

On the bed, Long Yi sat with his eyes closed, and the power of the fairy spirit in the air poured into his body from all directions, and then was absorbed by the spirit root, and then, after the spirit root quenching, the power of the fairy spirit was emitted, and then it wandered among the limbs and veins again, and so on.

"Whew~" Long Yi exhaled a breath of turbidity, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and his unprecedented refreshment made him feel particularly comfortable.

After a simple movement of his wrist for a while, Long Kun's surprised voice came from outside the door:

"Stinky boy, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and clean up, Master Ye is invited!"

"Master Ye?" Long Yi got up, hurriedly pushed open the door and asked:

"Grandpa, am I going alone!"

"Hurry, hurry, don't lose time. ”

Looking at Long Kun's anxious appearance, Long Yi smiled, and then did not delay any longer, and after a few simple questions with Long Kun, he left Long's house and went to the Qitian Chamber of Commerce.

Along the way, Long Yi couldn't figure out why Master Ye was looking for him, was it just because he was a fairy spirit master? Just thinking about it, he looked up and saw that Long Yi was already standing at the gate of the Qitian Chamber of Commerce. After the announcement, Long Yi entered it with the people of the Qi Tian Chamber of Commerce.

"Master Ye!" Walking forward quickly, Long Yi saluted to Master Ye who was drinking tea in the hall.

"Huh. Boy, you're here!" Looking at Long Yi's arrival, Master Ye slowly put down the teacup, and then said, "Come with me!" and then walked towards the side room at the back of the hall.

Entering the side room, Long Yi gently closed the door, and Master Ye said:

"Boy, let me see your faerie powers!"

Hearing this, Long Yi was very conflicted in his heart, he wanted Master Ye to admit himself and praise himself, but he also wanted to hide himself. Then, Long Yi gently raised his hand, and a wisp of orange fairy power quietly appeared, dancing in the palm of his hand.

"As expected, you have reached the orange-robed immortal spirit master!"

Master Ye showed a hint of surprise on his face, and instantly regained his composure. Thinking back then, it took him two years to step into the orange-robed immortal spirit master, and there was a master at the peak of the yellow-robed fairy spirit master behind him, but now Long Yi had entered the orange-robed fairy spirit master in less than a year, which really surprised him. If you don't think about it carefully, the last time I helped Long Yi to investigate his injuries, he had already found out that it was a matter of time before Long Yi broke through, and then Master Ye was relieved. If Master Ye knew that Long Yi was personally taught by the blue-robed immortal spirit master, he might not be so surprised.

"Since you are already an orange-robed immortal master, then the old man will teach you something today. Boy, have you ever heard of spiritual skills?" Master Grandpa said leisurely as he looked at Long Yi.

"Spiritual skills?" Long Yi couldn't help but frown, his mind was blurry. He became an immortal master or Master Ye introduced the door, and besides, Canghai City was a remote place, and he really hadn't heard of anything particularly strange.

Master Ye also saw Long Yi's confusion, and then explained:

"At present, people's perception of the fairy master is only stuck in alchemy, refining tools and carving formations, but as everyone knows, the fairy master also has his own unique attack method - spiritual skills. An invisible attack that cannot be seen by anyone but the Faerie. ”

After listening to Master Ye's explanation, Long Yi suddenly realized. For a long time, he only used the power of the fairy to explore the surrounding environment, but he never thought that the power of the fairy could also attack.

Then, Master Ye took out a worn-out parchment roll from his arms and gently stroked the parchment roll, Master Ye seemed to be a little reluctant in his heart. After struggling for a long time, he said, "Take it!"

Long Yi took it and carefully studied the parchment scroll. Master Ye's voice suddenly sounded again:

"Immortal masters themselves are rare, but this spirit skill is even rarer. This spiritual technique is called the Spirit Power Needle, and it was given to me by the old master. You kid have to cultivate hard, remember not to pass it on to others, if the old man knows, don't blame the old man for not being emotional. After you get a preliminary grasp of it, you must return it to the old man, remember!"

Long Yi hurriedly nodded and said:

"Master Ye rest assured, Long Yi keep it in mind!"

"Alright, let's go back to cultivating!"

Long Yi saluted Master Ye and slowly exited the door.

"Master, I hope you don't blame!" Master Ye looked at Long Yi who was leaving, and his face showed complicated feelings.

After Long Yi came out of the Qi Tian Chamber of Commerce, he rushed back to Long's house non-stop, and then closed the door tightly and carefully studied the spiritual power needle.

Flipping through the worn-out parchment roll, the more Long Yi looked at it, the more frightened he became. This spiritual power needle is to select a wisp of pure fairy power near the spiritual root, and constantly refine and compress it to make this wisp of fairy power have a strong hardness, and then quietly shoot out to achieve the purpose of injuring the enemy.

After Long Yi carefully understood the whole process, he said what he said. Holding his breath, his consciousness entered his mind, and it was full of orange. Dao Dao Orange's immortal power surrounded the spiritual root, and was then absorbed by the spiritual root.

"Pure immortal power!" Long Yi waited near the spiritual root, carefully searching. After waiting for a long time, Long Yi suddenly found that a wisp of dark orange immortal power emanated from the spiritual root.

"That's it!" Then, the big hand formed by Long Yi's consciousness hurriedly grabbed it, and then quickly pushed it out of his mind.

After opening his eyes, Long Yi found that he had the power of the immortal spirit he had just caught floating in his hand.

"Next, it's time to temper and compress!"

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