Ye Feng sat quietly under the waterfall, letting the rushing water hit him. With the pure water that seems to come from the sky, spurring himself.

The defeat to Heifu was a bit of a blow to him. Ye Feng naturally knew that there were people outside the world, and there was a sky outside the sky. Although he has a good talent, he still has a long way to go to dominate his peers. This defeat, instead of hitting him, aroused his inner fighting spirit.

Heifu was four or five years older than him, and it was not unusual for him to have such a result. If he was given time, his accomplishments would never be lower than those of Hero. He was absolutely sure of that.

Of course, the premise of this is that we will cultivate to the death! Spiritual cultivation is one way, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. Sometimes gritting your teeth and taking one more step, the realm you have entered will suddenly become clear.

"This kid is not complacent because of his small achievements, but it is quite rare. The old man nodded slowly, revealing a faint smile, "However, it's time to teach him some decent spiritual arts." ”

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"Six-Rank Spiritual Technique......" Ye Feng swallowed his saliva, a little unbelievable.

The old man squinted at him and said, "Well, I said to teach you a six-grade inferior spiritual technique, Explosive Palm." Do you want it?"

Ye Feng's eyes were full of stars, and he hurriedly said, "I definitely want it! I can't ask for it!" The progress of spiritual cultivation is not in a hurry, so if you want to become stronger, then another way is to learn powerful spiritual arts. Ye Feng hadn't been in the seventh order for a long time, and if he didn't have any adventures, it might not be easy to make progress. But if he learned the sixth-rank spiritual technique, then he was sure that he could fight against the ordinary ninth-order masters!

"Well, but you have to be prepared. The sixth-rank spiritual technique and the seventh-grade spiritual technique are two completely different concepts, and the difficulty of cultivation is far from being comparable to the seventh-grade spiritual technique. "The old man gave Ye Feng a preventive shot first. In fact, the seventh, eighth, and ninth grade spiritual arts belong to the inferior spiritual arts, the fourth, five, and sixth grade spiritual arts are medium spiritual arts, and the first, second, and third grades are the superior spiritual arts. This division is not meaningless, and there is an insurmountable gap in each level of division.

The seventh-grade and the sixth-grade are medium, and there seems to be only a thin line between them, but in fact, the gap between the two is extremely terrifying. Even some of the famous people on the continent used most of them were medium spiritual arts. As for the first, second, and third grade spiritual arts, only some big forces have that kind of background to practice!

The old man condensed the technique related to the blasting palm into a spiritual imprint, and then flicked his fingers and smashed it into Ye Feng's forehead. Ye Feng's body trembled suddenly, and a complex and subtle magic decision flashed through his mind quickly, and then left an extremely deep impression.

"It's so powerful, I'm afraid the complexity of this move is several times stronger than the Wind Splitting Leg. Ye Feng smiled bitterly, but at the same time he was very happy. Because the power of the Blasting Palm is far greater than that of the Splitting Wind Legs!

In the days that followed, Ye Feng followed the demon, immersed in the cultivation of the blasting palm every day. Sometimes when I have an understanding, I go directly to the mountains to confront the demon beasts to confirm my opinion. And the advantage of doing this, in addition to the perception of the blasting palm itself, is also of great help in the improvement of one's own aura.

Under such rigorous training, Ye Feng even clearly felt that his aura was expanding day by day!

There are many treasures in the mountains, and if Ye Feng defeats some guardian beasts, he can also unexpectedly get some treasures to consolidate his aura. Of course, there are certain risks when taking spiritual objects to improve oneself, such as causing unstable breathing. But under such high-intensity training, Ye Feng condensed that aura into reality, and he didn't have this worry.

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"Drink!" Ye Feng kicked out violently, kicking the black bear monster in front of him to the ground. Then he fell to the ground and gasped for breath violently. This was the first time he had defeated a ninth-order demon beast with his strength, and the price he had paid was naturally heavy.

Originally, it was difficult to drag this bear monster to death with the Drifting Ghost Steps, but as long as you spend a little more time, you can always do it. And in order to test the power of the blasting palm, Ye Feng shook the black bear hard, and in the end, because of his imperfect skills, he fought to lose both, which made him so embarrassed.

And under such a high-intensity struggle, Ye Feng felt that he had touched the barrier of the eighth order of the Condensation Realm! This made him extremely happy, and he cultivated even harder.

In the end, Ye Feng broke through the limit in the fight again and entered the realm of the eighth order. Despite the assistance of the elixir and Ye Feng's own efforts, this breakthrough still took more than a month. Ye Feng said that he would defeat Heifu in three months, but he was indeed exaggerating. That wouldn't have happened if it weren't for the great chance.

But even so, Ye Feng was still very satisfied, because this speed was already amazing for his peers. If it is said that against Zheng Shan now, Ye Feng is sure that he will not use the Floating Ghost Step, and his strength will be enough to suppress him.

"Well, I don't know what kind of power it will be when you use the Blasting Palm now?" Ye Feng's heart moved, and he planned to give it a try.

A flower snake crawled slowly in the tree, trying to get close to a bird's nest, intending to devour the unhatched eggs in the nest as food. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, followed by a wave of shaking of the mountain, which shook the unprepared flower snake from the tree and saved a nest of birds' eggs.

The serpent looked angrily ahead, wondering what had happened. In front of a stone wall, a stunned young man looked at everything in front of him with disbelief in his eyes. I don't know what is on the stone wall, and a big hole three zhang square has been opened, which is five or six meters deep. The ground was covered with splinter stones, as if it had just been hit by an extremely powerful impact.

Only Ye Feng knew that this big pit was made by him with one palm. This is still not a perfect blasting palm, if you can use it with all your might, then I am afraid that a small mountain can be destroyed! Of course, the premise is that there is enough strength.

Ye Feng's current strength was only barely launching an immature blasting palm. A feeling of prostration invaded his whole body, and he lay limply on the ground, waiting for his strength to return.

"Boy, it's been a lot of progress. The faint laughter of the old man came.

"Master!" Ye Feng was overjoyed, and said, "Not bad, right? At this speed, you can quickly practice into a blasting palm, right?"

The old man joked, "Soon, if I told you that you didn't even use the power of the Blasting Palm now, would you still think so?"

"Sancheng?" Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned, in his opinion, no matter how powerful the blasting palm is, there is a limit, and he can hit such a deep pit with a palm, but it is not even the power of thirty percent?

"It's because you're taking the Six Grades of Spiritual Technique too simply. But don't be discouraged, you can learn this trick sooner or later. The old man said solemnly, and then smiled: "But it's not easy for you to enter the eighth order so quickly, so I'll give you a gift." ”