Sigong's real name is Lei Siyi, please forgive me, when Ye Feng heard this name, he smiled unkindly, because this name was too amusing.

Lei Siyi, isn't it just thunder that kills you? Is there anything more thunderous than this? Of course there is.

Originally, the old man Lei Gang had been incognito all his life, and he only knew that the old man's surname was Lei, and he was called Lei Gong, but he didn't know what it was called.

Before dying, the old man wanted to leave a thought for the fourth prince, but he couldn't end up, and his righteous son didn't even know his name.

So I picked up the pen and wrote a Lei Siyi.

One is under four, the orthography is not finished, the old man is not good, the pen is thrown, and the name is vaguely said on the paper.

Of course, Ye Feng wanted to come, he should have said my name, but he didn't finish speaking.

Coincidentally, the fourth prince was still young at that time, and he didn't have a name, and his father was uneducated, so he gave a potato name, one is to feed, and the other is that year, just a potato, and the fourth prince's mother can survive that year.

also couldn't swallow a mouthful of resentment, so his father gave him such a name.

Lei Gang took him to the north and south, for fear of accidents, he didn't dare to name him, so as not to be taken away by the king of Hades.

As a result, Sigong thought that his father-in-law was helping him give him a name, knew a few simple words, and began to say to people that his name was Lei Siyi.

Later, I followed Lao Xiucai to read books for a few years, and inadvertently turned out a few secret books left by my father-in-law, and then I figured out that it was not my own name, but my father-in-law's own name was not finished.

In addition, when I got older, I felt that the name Siyi was not good, but no matter what, it was a little thought left by my father-in-law.

In addition, I haven't been able to please my daughter-in-law, so I haven't changed my name, but I gradually stopped mentioning this name to others.

Slowly, young people, don't know the real name of Sigong, occasionally listen to it, I don't know how, the name Sigong came out, and then gradually got used to it.

Listening to Sigong telling his story, Ye Feng was not idle at all, and quickly drew pictures that others couldn't understand on a pile of scrapped newspapers.

Fortunately, Ye Feng was passed on by his grandfather in his last life, and when he grew up, in order to have more skills in picking up girls, he studied hard and practiced hard for several years.

It took about half an hour or so, and I was almost done. At least the direction of the pattern is clear, and it is time to practice.

Seeing that it was already dark outside, it was estimated that Uncle Jianxing's house was about to cook, and Ye Feng didn't dare to delay.

According to the luck route interpreted by the four princes, he silently exercised his skills, picked up the prepared new brush, dipped it in cinnabar red ink, and drew on a piece of yellow table paper.

Ye Feng found that this luck drawing talisman was a hundred times more difficult than when he practiced it just now.

And the internal force in the body, as if opening the floodgates, ran from the dantian, along the tendons and veins all the way to the palm of the right hand, and then rushed straight to the tip of the pen, condensed on the tip of the pen.

With the condensation of internal force, the tip of the brush faintly exudes a little light, and the red cinnabar ink is also like a flame.

Ye Feng had a feeling that the internal force lost in his body was like sticking to the talisman as if it had been attached to it.

Two fingers clamped the spirit rune, silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and then threw the talisman into the air, with a soft bang, the spirit rune turned into a fireball, and smashed directly on the small tree outside the door.

Fortunately, Sigong had already prepared, and the water in the scoop in his hand was also splashed out, directly extinguishing the fire.

"Yes, you kid has talent. This first official drawing was a success, and it also fulfilled one of my old man's wishes. My doubts have finally been solved, and this internal strength is basically the same as Qi training. Qigong disappeared, but the path of cultivation was not broken, which is probably similar to my inference. ”

"People who practice martial arts consume too many resources, and they often fight, and it costs a lot, and the cultivation in the end of the law era can't keep up with the consumption, so it is naturally difficult to progress. Cultivators can only hide in the mountains to cultivate, fortunately there are not so many gods and ghosts now, otherwise those Taoist priests would have to break the true law. ”

After hearing this, Ye Feng nodded and said yes, this simple experiment can indeed prove this truth. There are few ghosts and gods in the world, but there are many wicked people.

People who practice martial arts often fight with others, and the aura of heaven and earth becomes less, just like a car, there is less and less oil at the gas station, and the car can only drive slower and slower, or even not drive at all.

And the cultivators originally drove less, refueling at the gas station every day, and even if the oil was less, they could slowly fill up, so the inheritance of the cultivators was not broken, but the martial arts masters changed their cultivation methods.

"Sigong, I found a problem when I was reciting the mantra just now, this spell actually doesn't have much effect, it just makes the spirit concentrate a little, and the power increases a little, but the speed is reduced too much. ”

"If I directly transport the internal force through the talisman method, I can directly attack. Of course, if you want to achieve the effect of chanting the mantra, you need to consume a little more internal force, but this is not a problem, and speed at critical moments is more important. ”

"Well, what you said makes sense, I can't answer this question for you, maybe there are other differences between cultivation and qigong, and your way of exercising may be different. ”

"Since you think you can play the charm directly, then try it, and if you can, then chant the spell. When it's time to use the spirit rune, the speed will definitely get better and better. ”

Sigong shook his head, it seemed that he didn't understand this question either.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, you can continue to experiment.

Ye Feng drew the talisman again, but this time it was unsuccessful, and a piece of yellow paper was invalidated.

Throw it away, continue to draw again, and it will be successfully drawn.

Draw the talisman three times and succeed twice, and the chance of success is not bad.

Ye Feng was quite satisfied with himself in his heart, but he didn't know that if his success rate was known to other cultivators, he would definitely die of anger.

I was able to draw talismans after just half an hour of practice, and I could draw them, which was simply unreasonable.

This time, Ye Feng did not recite the spell, and according to the exercise route he had just experienced, he transported the internal force to the talisman.

It's like lighting a cannon twist with a match, and when it is lit, it is thrown out, and it is instantly stimulated and thrown, and sure enough, when the fire talisman is about to fly to the tree this time, it explodes into a fireball.

Subsequently, Sigong splashed out with another scoop of water.

"Okay, yours is yours. It seems that you have practiced. It's not early, give you these things, and go back and practice more. Let's go. ”

As he spoke, Sigong took Ye Feng a few new pens, a few knives of yellow paper and two pieces of cinnabar.

Together with the previous wolf pen, millennium cinnabar, etc., it was placed in a small cardboard box. He turned around and went to the inner room, took out a small wooden box, and handed it to Ye Feng.

"These are some magic weapons left by my father-in-law back then, a thousand-year-old lightning strike wooden magic sword, a bronze coin magic sword of the Five Emperors, and a gossip mirror, you can take them all. ”

Sigong said, suddenly remembered something, groped in his arms for a while, and took out an eyeball-like pendant, which looked like an obsidian pendant, it should be a year.

"Fourth Prince, I'm here, I can't ask for this, these things are too precious. ”

Although I don't know the value of these things, it is not ordinary to think that they can be treasured by the four princes in the back room and carried by them.

"Come on, what can I do? Why do I keep these? Bring them into the coffin? Hurry up, take the things and get out, don't wait for your Uncle Jianxing and his family to run away from me. ”

Ye Feng still wanted to continue to shirk, but suddenly felt that the heirloom jade axe pendant that his mother had hung on him since he was a child on his chest exuded a scorching temperature.

The chest hurt faintly, and it seemed that his own pendant was very interested in the obsidian pendant. When Ye Feng took the obsidian pendant and hung it around his neck, the jade axe was as warm as jade in an instant.