"Oh, I see! They see that your spiritual method is good and your spiritual power is high, so they ......."

"Uncle, uncle," Sanskrit interrupted.

"What are you doing!"

"It's okay, I mean, my uncle thinks that my current body is not good, so what is more suitable for my body to teach me?"

"Of course I have. Leng Che said disdainfully.

After Leng Che, he taught Sanskrit Yin's body style to be soft and delicate, which does not hurt the body, is easy to dodge, and the moves are like fine grass in the water, tight and continuous, tenacious and powerful. Sanskrit is clear that this body method is really suitable for girls to practice, and it doesn't look like my uncle is a person who can practice this body method.

Although this kind of body method does not require much strength, it is not easy to practice for a long time.

"Uncle, this set of your body is refined and meticulous, and it is indeed very suitable for girls to practice, but how can you have this body?"

"This is a set of postures that I came up with for your aunt before. Leng Che said to Sanskrit without hesitation.

Although Leng Che's words are simple, those who are familiar with the body method can know at a glance that this body method is extremely exquisite, and it is by no means something that can be imagined in a few days, and it must be a master who has studied for a long time to be so flawless, precise and stoic. Sanskrit admired it in my heart.

"Uncle is so nice to aunt. "Sanskrit sounds from the heart.

"Well, you still understand this girl, better than your brothers and aunts!"

Sanskrit smiled but did not speak.

For a few days, Fanyin's spiritual method of body was effective, and then she prepared to leave for Lingdu in the next two days, after all, it is not a trivial matter to meet the people of the Jiuxiao Military and Political Department, and she has to report to the main general face to face as soon as possible.

After lunch one day, Sanskrit and Leng Che explained their intention to leave.

"Then you pay attention to safety along the way, I won't keep you any longer, it's really strange for the people of Jiuxiao to appear here, I will definitely find out later." Leng Che was also quite worried.

"Uncle, on the day I met Tu Kite on the mountain, I found a spiritual method similar to the one used on the gate of your Huashi shop at the entrance of a cave, so it should have been laid by you, right? In the past few days, she has been practicing spiritual law in the mountains with her uncle, and Fanyin has forgotten the strange "defense technique" that made her wonder at the entrance of the cave and in the store before.

"Even if you're careful, you haven't forgotten this one. Leng Che was very proud, and Sanskrit Yin discovered his ingenious spiritual method.

"That spiritual spell is not a defensive technique, it is a trapping technique that I created myself. Leng Che's tone was slightly conceited, and the corners of his mouth tilted upward.

"What is the trapping technique for?" asked Sanskrit curiously.

"The trapping technique is the opposite of the defense technique, the defense technique is to prevent the invasion of foreign enemies, and the trapping technique is to bind the spiritual power of the person or thing sealed in it, so that the law is useless and the power is useless. ”

Sanskrit was amazed and amazed

"It's the same as a clavicle key. ”

(Clavicle Key: A secret weapon commonly used by the Hearing Department and the Prison Division, which can lock all the spiritual power of the prisoner under trial.) ）

"And it's much more convenient to use than the clavicle key, as long as you cast it on the enemy like a defensive technique, but the sturdiness of the trapping technique directly depends on the level of the caster's spiritual power, and it is indeed not as good as the clavicle key. Leng Che said frankly.

Sanskrit knew that for a master of spiritual methods like Leng Che, the spiritual methods he used could rarely be broken by outsiders, and for others, there were still some loopholes in his spiritual methods, but for the caster himself, he was almost invincible and had no flaws. But time is pressing, and it is almost the end of the year, Fanyin has no intention of learning more spiritual methods, and she is not a person who is ambitious, even if she learns more spiritual methods, it is in vain if she is not proficient in learning.

Leng Che said to Fanyin: "With your current spiritual power, you are not enough to control a variety of spiritual methods, and it is important to practice the cold shield well. ”

"The niece understands, and the uncle is relieved. ”

Leng Che said and took out a roll of parchment from his backpack, few people use parchment anymore these days, and people have long been accustomed to writing on blank paper. Fanyin looked at the paper roll in her uncle's hand, the light brown parchment roll was tied with thin leather rope, and she knew that it was something that needed to be kept safe.

"Well, this parchment roll is for you. Leng Che said and handed the parchment to Sanskrit: "I have written in detail some of the spiritual methods and body methods that I have taught you, and if there is anything you don't understand after you go back, you can ponder it carefully, and the trapping technique is also written on it." ”

Sanskrit took the parchment, grateful but no more. She took out a roll bag from her side, six or seven inches long, shaped like a flower branch, and shook it lightly with her hand, and the roll bag unfolded just to put down the parchment roll, and then she tightened the bag and pinned it to her waist. The two set off to descend the mountain.

When parting, Fanyin asked her uncle not to tell Leng Yi about their relationship, and she also wanted to secretly observe what secrets this brother was hiding, and Leng Che readily agreed.

Fanyin traveled all the way at full speed, passing through several small cities in Dongling, and stayed until three days later, and just returned to Lingdu at nine o'clock in the evening.

The street was brightly lit and there were many pedestrians, and no one noticed her whereabouts, so she went straight to the high mountain north of the city and walked to the headquarters of the Ministry of Military Affairs at the top of the cliff. When she came to the more than ten zhang high city wall outside the headquarters, she regained her strength and walked inside. When the soldiers standing guard in front of the gate saw Fanyin coming back, they immediately unloaded the blade they were holding, stood at their side, raised their right hand to salute Fanyin, and said loudly and powerfully

"Hello Minister!"

Sanskrit raised his hand in return

"Fall. "The voice is loud and short.

Passing through the large courtyard of the Ministry of Military Affairs for several hundred meters, and coming to the front of the building of the Ministry of Military Affairs, the headquarters of the Ministry of Military Affairs is magnificent, and 72 huge ancient wooden columns have erected the eaves of the impressive cornices, and the building is towering into the clouds. The court is solemn and solemn, soaring, layered and orderly, and you can reach the zenith when you look up.

"Hello Minister!" said the pre-court guard.

"Fall. ”

Fanyin walked upstairs in an instant, came to the sixteenth floor, in front of the door of the main general's room, she knocked lightly on the door, only to see that the defense on the door was immediately withdrawn, it seems that there are people in the main general's house, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to hear the sound in the house. The moment the defense was withdrawn, a deep voice came from inside the room

"Enter. "It is the main general Beitang Muren.

In order to practice the ability to distinguish voices through the door, it took several years to achieve a little success, not only using the eagle eye, but also focusing the spiritual power in front of her, through the weak air flow and strong inspiration to distinguish the tone of the people in the room, so as to know whether she was allowed to enter. Of course, no matter how much content she has, she doesn't know. It took her most of her hard work just to do this, although it was okay to wait for others to open the door for her, but she didn't want to add half of the trouble to others.

Sanskrit twists the brass doorknob and pushes the door in

"Lord, I'm back. ”