After Zuo Feng climbed the cliff again, the first thing he did was to destroy the rattan rope he had made with his own hands. The cave below is known only to the master and himself, and no clues must be left for outsiders to know.

Taking out the two soaked books from his arms, Zuo Feng looked at them carefully by the moonlight. From the outside, these two books are no different from the ordinary books in the village.

Zuo Feng carefully rubbed the surface of the book with his fingers, and found that its texture was extremely special, much softer and more delicate than ordinary paper. The ink on it doesn't look like it's written on it, but more like it's one with the paper.

He believed that the items that Teng Xiaoyun attached so much importance to, coupled with the special texture and the ink that did not disperse when it met water, all showed that this was by no means as simple as an ordinary martial art.

I opened a book of body martial arts called "Against the Wind", and after only a few glances, I couldn't help but frown Zuo Feng's brows.

Going against the wind, the king-level body martial arts, practiced to Xiaocheng can control the sky for a short time, and practiced to Dacheng soaring in the sky, and the speed is comparable to that of a flying beast. Originally, seeing that Zuo Feng was about to drip saliva here, but the small words on the back made his heart immediately fall into an ice cave, "Cultivators must reach the wind attribute aura release."

Zuo Feng knew that if he wanted to develop his own attributes, he had to break through the three stages of refining his body and enter the qi refining stage. The three stages of refining the body are strengthening the body, refining bones, and quenching muscles, and after breaking through, entering the stage of refining qi is divided into feeling qi, absorbing qi, and resisting qi.

The cultivation requirements of this martial art are extremely demanding, and Zuo Feng is now only at the fourth level of the strong body stage, and he has to break through the sixth level before he can enter the tempering stage. In order to reach the Qi Suppression Period, you have to cross at least four stages, you must know that each level has nine levels, and you also have to happen to have wind attributes.

Zuo Feng now feels like a poor man, standing in front of a mountain of gold, he can't take a little bit. Even so, Zuo Feng still took a cursory look at this martial art, and then focused on another martial art.

Yunlang palm, palm martial arts, the rank is unknown, you can open the mountain and crack the stone when you practice to Xiaocheng, and the power of Dacheng is also unknown. Zuo Feng briefly took a look at the opening introduction, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, this martial art is not too demanding for cultivation, but it has no requirements for cultivators at all.

This martial art should be very powerful, and the small achievement has the power to open mountains and crack stones, if Dacheng is not to move mountains and reclaim the sea. But the more advanced the martial arts, the higher the requirements, just as strict as the first part of "Against the Wind".

After a slight mutter, Zuo Feng decided to start practicing immediately. The situation in the village has become extremely delicate recently, and several village chiefs from neighboring villages have not come to participate in the coming-of-age ceremony, and they must improve their strength in a short period of time. I have just broken through the third level of the strong body stage, and it is difficult to break through in a short period of time, so practicing a strong martial art at the moment is undoubtedly the best choice.

Slowly turning the second page, there is a line of large characters. "The clouds float and the air, the shape is impermanent, and moves with the wind. The waver, floating in the water, stacks its shape, and moves with the trend. ”

Zuo Feng stared closely, these twenty-two big characters dragon flying and phoenix danced, and the majesty brought by them rushed to his face, as if he wanted to jump out of the book. It can be seen that these twenty-two words are not only the author's perception, but also the summary of this martial art.

Although Zuo Feng had never practiced martial arts before, he had heard of high-level martial arts and could only understand them, and as for the perception in them, he could not teach them. But this line of text clearly made him feel a little, and the twenty-two character stroke structure faintly contained the momentum of clouds and waves, it is difficult to imagine how the author of this book did it.

After making a slight adjustment, Zuo Feng got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind and began to concentrate on memorizing the meridians and several tricks used in martial arts. The introduction to this martial art is not exhaustive, and there are several pages of drawings that mark the meridians and knots in red so that practitioners can grasp them more directly.

When the entire martial arts were all read and memorized, a new problem arose. There are as many as three martial arts running routes recorded in the book.

"Could it be that the two fake modes of operation are mixed in to disguise the real method of operation?"

Zuo Feng studied it carefully again with a puzzled expression, and before he knew it, he had been studying here all night. Until the first rays of sunlight shone on the top of the cliff, Zuo Feng raised his head in shock, ignoring the dazzling sunlight directly into his eyes.

He said to himself: "Could it be that the three are really running methods, which means that if you want to send out the Cloud Wave Palm, you need to mobilize three spiritual qi at the same time, run through different meridians at the same time, and finally converge on the palm position." This...... How is this possible. ”

He didn't know that one of his whims had unexpectedly solved the mystery of this martial art that had been unsolvable for countless years.

Zuo Feng, who had a sluggish face, looked at the golden sun in the distance with only a corner exposed, and it was not until the sun stabbed his eyes with tears that he suddenly reacted. Reaching out and gently rubbing his eyes, suddenly there seemed to be a flash of light passing through his mind, Zuo Feng felt as if he had grabbed something, but it seemed that he had not caught anything.

Just as he raised his hand to scratch his head, his palm jerked in front of him. At this time, there were tears in his slender white palms that had just been wiped. Suddenly, an ecstasy rose from the bottom of his heart, and he suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.

"I see, so it was. ”

An epiphany finally made Zuo Feng understand the principle of the use of the three meridians, and it was also the tear stains in his hands that inspired him. He had never figured out how to use the three meridians at the same time to send the aura into the palm of his hand, and when he saw the tears that had been wiped several times merged into one in his hand, he finally understood the method of using it.

It is to send the aura out in turn, when the first wave of aura is sent to the palm of the hand, it is not released, and it is not completely spit out until all the aura is transported to the palm, so that the true power of the cloud wave palm should be exerted.

This is Zuo Feng's biggest gain since he cultivated, and he didn't know that since the day this book was written, there had been many amazing and brilliant people who had practiced this martial art, but in the end, they were all stuck in the first step and could not use it.

This is not to say that those people are really inferior to Zuo Feng's wisdom, it's just that this kind of martial art that uses the three meridians at the same time is too terrifying.

Most people who have seen this martial art will have the same first thought as Zuo Feng's original idea, and only one of the meridians is the real method of use. Even if an occasional whimsical person like Zuo Feng thought of the method of converging the three strands, it would be useless to not be able to complete the operation of the aura in an instant.

By chance, the biggest problem in practicing this exercise is no longer a problem for Zuo Feng, a person whose aura contains the power of thunder.

Zuo Feng tried to mobilize the aura in the sea of qi, and slowly sent it out in the order of the atlas, and the aura containing the electric current reached the palm of his hand almost instantly. Then the second strand and the third strand were sent out in turn, and Zuo Feng found that the aura had become extremely slow as it passed through the second meridian. And the third aura has not yet been delivered to the palm, and the aura that has gathered before has slowly dispersed.

After many fruitless attempts, Zuo Feng finally gave up, and he already felt that his cultivation was probably too weak. Looking at the sun that had risen in the sky, and feeling the hunger in his stomach, Zuo Feng shook his head helplessly.

It seems that if this martial art wants to reach the stage of small success, he still has a long way to go. He himself didn't know that an earth-shattering martial art had been opened by him, and in many life-and-death battles in the future, it was this powerful martial art that made him invincible.

For ten consecutive days, Zuo Feng went to the forest outside the village every day to practice Yunlang Palm repeatedly, and unconsciously seemed to have returned to the state of penance a year ago.

Although the power of the palm technique has increased slightly compared to the beginning, it is still far from the small maturity stage that can open the mountain and crack the stone. He had never been to that waterfall again, not only because of Teng Xiaoyun's warning, but also because it now involved his biggest secret.

When he got up early in the morning, Zuo Feng hastily ate breakfast as usual, and took two pieces of dry food on the table and put them in his arms, which the family was accustomed to, because he would never go home until the sun set.

"Brother, you promised to catch a little beast for me to raise, it's been a few days. ”

Hearing his sister's voice, Zuo Feng's whole face collapsed. In the past few days, he has been concentrating on practicing martial arts and has forgotten his sister's requirements for a long time, and at this time, his sister suddenly remembered when he mentioned it.

Looking back, a pretty red figure was by the door. A pair of large eyes are dark and bright, and the long eyelashes are thick and curled upward. The delicate melon seed face, the skin is like congealed fat, and the tall nose with the cherry mouth makes people feel a kind of heartfelt love at a glance.

Stretched out his hand and rubbed his little head, which was only a few points shorter than himself, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Tiantian, my brother will definitely help you catch a cute little beast these days." ”

Zuo Tiantian pursed his lips and shook his head, pretending to be angry and said, "Hmph, just lie." That's what you said three days ago, if you can't catch the little beast again, you will look good. ”

As he spoke, he raised his little fist and waved it twice in the air, and then jumped and ran away with a grimace.

Zuo Feng looked at his sister's back, shook his head helplessly and smiled, and strode out of the door, but a trace of warmth rose in his heart.

"Left Wind"

Zuo Feng, who had just walked out of the house, heard an anxious voice calling himself. Turning his head, an unfamiliar figure came into view.

This man was slightly older than Zuo Feng, about sixteen or seventeen. He is quite tall, almost half a head taller than himself. Dressed in light blue clothes, with a long knife diagonally straddling his waist. Zuo Feng vaguely remembered that this young man seemed to be cousins with Zuo Cheng, and his name was probably Zuo Peng.

Zuo Feng didn't have a good impression of their group, and said coldly: "Something." ”

He didn't care about Zuo Feng's cold attitude at all, and still said with a bright smile: "There is an operation on the young group's side, and we need to disperse to investigate some clues." ”

"The action of the young group, why is it not a hunting group. And I don't seem to be a member of the Young Regiment, so what does your actions have to do with me. ”

Zuo Feng was puzzled in his heart, the general actions of Zuojia Village were the responsibility of the hunting group, and the hunting group was composed of young people over the age of eighteen. And the Shaotuan is the teenagers who are after the coming-of-age ceremony until they are eighteen years old, strictly speaking, Zuo Feng did not participate in the joining ceremony of the Shaotuan, and he is not a member of the Shaotuan at all.

"The hunting group was also involved in this operation, mainly because Fujili's team had lost contact since yesterday. ”

Hearing Fujili's name, Zuo Feng's heart moved slightly. Fuji Li is the master's eldest son, and his personality is very different from that of the second Fuji Fang, and he also takes a lot of care of himself on weekdays. Since it was Fuji Li who had an accident, it was incumbent on him to help, and he asked eagerly.

"What happened to them, and what is the mission of the young group?"

The young man named Zuo Peng saw Zuo Feng's anxious look, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

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