Zhong Xiong didn't seem to want to get too close to him, so he handed over a bottle of ointment and said, "This is the healing medicine of the clan, the Rejuvenation Cream, which is extremely precious and especially effective against your injuries. Seeing that the wind was easy to be surprised, he shoved him into his arms and was about to leave.

Feng Yi secretly wondered: "Who is so good to me, could it be Ji Li's house?" No, it can't be, it must be Yu Mo." Hurriedly grabbed him and asked, "Who asked you to send the medicine?"

Zhong Xiong seemed reluctant to say, and said, "I can't say." ”

Feng Yi was even more convinced that it was Yu Mo, and at the same time worried: "Why didn't she send Yu Mo herself? Could something have happened, no, I have to go to her." Just as he was about to fly out, he suddenly stopped and said secretly: "I don't even know where she is?" besides, if she rushes out like this, if she is discovered by the patriarch, Cangshu, and Yan, I am afraid that she will be locked up in the sky cliff again." ”

He smiled at the moment and said gently, "Zhong Xiong, tell me, has anything happened in the clan recently?"

Zhong Xiong was surprised: "No, everything is as usual." He was mistaken, and said, "Don't worry, this place is close to the Sky Cliff, and no one dares to come here in normal times." No one will find out about you either. ”

Feng Yi secretly scolded: "Lao Tzu is so treacherous, how can he give birth to a son who is so simple?" and couldn't help but ask directly: "What about Yu Mo? What has she been doing during this time?"

Zhong Xiong glanced at Feng Yi, did not doubt him, and said, "Sister Mo'er follows the patriarch to practice all day long, and rarely goes out. ”

Feng Yi was secretly relieved: "It's okay, I'm afraid she was stopped by her father." He smiled slightly, took the rebirth ointment, and said, "Okay, thank you." ”

Nakama nodded and left.

When he disappeared outside the door, Feng Yi opened the ointment, smelled it for a long time, and was sure that it was not poison before wiping it off his face. Suddenly feeling cool and warm, the slightest pain and swelling disappeared immediately, and he was surprised and delighted: "It's really an immortal medicine." Except for Yu Mo, I'm afraid no one is so good to me. ”

Feng Yi held the ointment all day long, wiped it when it hurt, and held it in the palm of his hand after wiping it, as if the bottle still had the warm aroma of Yu foam. At the end of the day, I didn't practice kung fu, just smiled blankly.

Another day, Zhong Xiong knocked on the door early in the morning and shoved in a new bottle of ointment. Feng Yi took it carefully, and couldn't help but say, "Didn't she let her bring anything?"

Zhong Xiong was stunned, and said, "No...... Nope. ”

Feng Yi couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but then thought about it: "I'm afraid she thinks it's a little inconvenient to let others talk."

People say that a girl is always a poem, lingering and compassionate, day and night. The young man seemed to be the same, Feng Yi sat in the house with ointment all day long, and when he was tired of sitting, he ran to the yard again, jumping up and down, and got out of his mind.

Day after day, for seven days, Zhong Xiong delivered a bottle of ointment every day. Feng Yi took it happily, and slowly, he also had a good impression of him, and his vigilance disappeared. On the seventh day, when Zhong Xiong was about to leave, Feng Yi grabbed him and asked, "Yu Mo, is she practicing every day?

Zhong Xiong replied honestly: "Yes. She was in the Double Pupil Hall with Brother Shaoqing all day long, and even I rarely saw them. ”

Feng Yi's heart instantly turned cold when he heard this, and he thought, "She and Yu Shaoqing?"

At that moment, he grabbed Zhong Xiong tightly and asked, "What are they doing?"

Zhong Xiong said: "They practiced together according to the order of the patriarch. ”

Feng Yi suddenly relaxed: "It turned out to be an order from the patriarch?" But he was always a little uncomfortable, thought about it, and asked, "Then why don't you go?"

Zhong Xiong said embarrassedly: "How dare I compare with Sister Mo'er, Brother Shaoqing, and Brother Bohu, my father always says that I am stupid and weak, I ...... I can't. ”

When Feng Yi heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy. This young man has such a father, and he can't imagine that he has such a pure temperament. Feng Yi smiled slightly and said, "That's it, how about you practice with me? My kung fu is also very bad, you have to be merciful." ”

Zhong Xiong nodded, "Okay." ”

Feng Yi snorted: "I'm here." After saying that, the palm condensed, and a thunderbolt was born, which made a whirring sound and sent forward. Zhong Xiong's eyes moved, as if he had changed someone, and he flew backwards lightly, and then kicked out quickly on tiptoe, like a sharp sword, stabbing directly at Feng Yi's ribs.

Feng Yi scolded secretly: "This kid seems to be honest, but he didn't expect to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger." He doesn't look weak, is it because I'm too weak?" for a moment, he was so competitive that he shouted, "It's a good time!" * moved, but suddenly swept downward, this move was wrapped in a swift wind, and immediately pushed the opponent's toes a few inches off. The wind is easy to be unforgiving, and it turns the palm into a finger, wrapped in majestic spiritual power, and converges at one point.

The human feet are covered with acupuncture points, which are connected to the five internal organs of the body, if this finger is hit, Zhong Xiong will inevitably be injured, and even if the point is wrong, it will be defeated due to the fluctuation of spiritual power in the body.

Feng Yi didn't want to hurt him, he just clicked at the intersection of the meridians, even if it was the middle finger, it was no big deal. Unexpectedly, Zhong Xiong seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and the soles of his feet suddenly constricted together, condensing the air cover to resist. Feng Yi's finger couldn't pierce it, he was shocked and angry, he didn't hide his selfishness at the moment, he used Yaoguang's spiritual power, his palm was flying, and his fist was scorching.

But Zhong Xiong is slow and fast, and he does not fall behind at all, and he seems to have a third eye, he can always see the weakness of his moves, and with just a light blow, he will dissolve his countless back moves into invisibility.

After fighting for a long time, the wind was tired and half dead, but he didn't touch the other party at all, and he was angry at the moment. Condensed a continuous web of spiritual light, hiding the sound and rhythm between his own moves, and the three spirits of Tianshu, Tianxuan, and Tianji were immature, so they could only use the spirit of Yaoguang to make moves. And Zhong Xiong is not in a hurry, the spell in his hand is not fast or slow, he handles it properly, and he lifts weights lightly, which is many times better than Feng Yi.

Feng Yi was unwilling to fail, so he had a plan and sent a few punches one after another, forcing Zhong Xiong to resist. When the strong wind came, the door suddenly opened open, and there was no defense. Nakakumamoto had no intention of hurting anyone, so he was taken aback and his subordinates were disrupted. Feng Yi saw the inadequacy between his "rhythms", and gently sent out a palm, which hit Zhongxiong's chest, and the latter snorted, jumped backwards, and turned a few heels before unloading the palm power.

Zhong Xiong stabilized his body and said with a smile: "It turns out that you can also use the Big Dipper Seven Spirits, and you have also comprehended the Heavenly Power Spirit." ”

Feng Yi was surprised: "Heavenly Power Spirit?"

Zhong Xiong said: "It's a trick you just used." The Heavenly Power Spirit is located in the center of the Big Dipper Seven Spirits, and it is not actually a spiritual power used for fighting. My father once said that the six spirits of Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang are all-encompassing, and they are the stars in the sky, although they are infinitely powerful, but there are traces to follow. And the heavenly power is the law of the operation of the six spirits, and only when the heavenly power is comprehended, the spirit of the Beidou can be regarded as truly complete. But having said that, I'm always a little bit off and miss the point. I don't know how many times my father has scolded me for this. ”

Feng Yi heard his words, and the monstrous waves turned in his heart, and he was surprised and happy. He finally knew why he had comprehended the Six Spirits, but he was always easily restrained. Why can't Tianshu, Tianxuan, and Tianji always be combined, it turns out that he has been wandering outside the door of the Big Dipper Seven Spirits, and he doesn't understand the root of it at all.

Feng Yi was extremely excited, and said to Zhong Xiong: "How can you not understand the essentials? I was seen through by you just now, isn't this the power of the Heavenly Power Spirit?"

Zhong Xiong said happily: "Really?"

Feng Yi nodded.

Zhong Xiong was overjoyed, and the wind went.

Feng Yi sat alone in the courtyard, painstakingly comprehending the spirit of heavenly power. Those who come and cannot be lost, time, luck, and life. From ancient times to the present day, everything in heaven and on earth, everything cannot be attributed to its time. If you can master this, you can win by skill. Because of this, Ji Li and Zhong Xiong can easily crack their own chain attacks.

Thinking about it at this moment, although his casual attacks are endless, there are too many weaknesses in them, and they are unorganized, just like a strong man punching and waving his palms at will. If there is a person with light skills, he only needs to dodge lightly, and then push it along his own strength, and he will be defeated without attacking.

However, the Heavenly Power Spirit seems simple, but it is actually very profound. If you want to fully grasp it, you must be able to see through the opponent's moves and spiritual power changes. Acquaintances are okay, know the roots, if you meet a stranger or a masterful person, the victory or defeat may be an instant, where is the time to see through other people's moves?

Feng Yi couldn't figure it out, and sat from dawn to sunset, and night fell. The stars are gradually appearing, and the stars are shining. Feng Yi stared at the Big Dipper Seven Spirits, but felt that his changes were already under control, but it was summed up by carefully looking at many geniuses.

However, since he already knew the mystery of the Heavenly Power Spirit, and had the help of the Nine Songs of the Son of Heaven, it didn't take long for him to slowly grasp the laws of the Big Dipper and gradually mature.

While rejoicing, he also thought that no matter how much he practiced, he was just picking up people's teeth. My cultivation in the Seven Spirits of the Big Dipper may not be comparable to Ji Li, or even Yu Shaoqing.

He was angry and hateful, angry that he was not angry, and took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the night, and shouted and cursed, until he scolded all the dirty words in his stomach. After scolding for a long time, Feng Yi gasped for breath, and suddenly felt a flash in the courtyard, as bright as day, he hurriedly raised his head, but saw a huge meteor piercing the night sky, and disappeared in an instant.

The wind is easy to see in amazement, but the meteor brilliance is fleeting and cannot last. He felt a little sorry, and suddenly saw that the flickering of the Big Dipper Seven Spirits was a little strange, not like what he had observed in the past few months, but became disorganized. It took a long time before it was restored to its original state.

"Beidou is eternal, connecting the past and the present. And the meteor is fleeting, and the comparison between the two is a world of difference. But a short-lived meteor can affect Beidou, if I am fighting with someone, I suddenly flash the momentum of a meteor, then how can the other party guess my moves, how to resist?"

As soon as the thought came out, he was overjoyed. At that moment, he studied hard, first used Yao Guangling to make moves, which were interlocking, and suddenly his divine sense flashed, sending out a different move of thunder and thunder. I tried for a long time before and after, but I always felt that it was not harmonious enough, although some of the strength was strong, but there were traces to follow, sometimes the traces were hidden, but it was useless, and I was distressed at the moment.

In the next few days, Feng Yi cultivated day and night, and gradually, he was finally able to turn that flash of attack into his own tricks without revealing a trace. He was pleasantly surprised, and thought to himself that with this move, he would never lose to Zhong Xiong again.

"Well, this trick was created by Meteor. The meteor was dazzling and gorgeous, just like a winged Pegasus. This trick is called imagination. ”