Qu Luan disappeared around the corner, and after a while, Qu Xin pulled Qu Yi's clothes and asked in a low voice, "Brother, has Brother Luan gone away?"

Qu Yi shook his head, Qu Luan's steps were very light, and he couldn't tell where he had gone. However, since Qu Luan is gone, he must not come back, after all, it is more important for them to find their manuscript first.

"Presumably, but haven't you already learned the manuscript, what else is there to worry about?"

Qu Xin's eyes looked around, and then pricked up her ears to listen for a moment, and there was no one approaching the footsteps, before she pulled Qu Yi to a corner. Seeing her mysteriously, Qu Yi asked a little strangely, "What's wrong, it's weird." ”

Qu Xin didn't answer, but just took out a hidden scroll from his sleeve.

As soon as he saw the appearance of the scroll, Qu Yi was taken aback. The black cover does not have a trace of variegation, and there is no golden pattern hot edge on the top and bottom, this is a Xuan-level martial arts manuscript!

He quickly took Qu Xin's hand, covered up the manuscript, and asked in surprise, "......What is this thing?"

Qu Xin nodded and said, "That's right, it's a martial arts manuscript." ”

"How did you get this?"

Qu Xin pulled Qu Yi's clothes, and the two of them leaned in the corner, and then whispered: "Mother told me that if you can't find the manuscript hidden in Chang'e Running to the Moon today, the second target is this manuscript, which is hidden in the Pangu Open Heaven Painting." Fang Cai accidentally found Pangu Kaitian when he was looking for it, and he didn't know if he could find Chang'e to the moon, so he took it first. ”

"I see. ”

This manuscript must have been specially prepared by Ying for Qu Xin. Presumably it was Ying Ying who secretly told her how to open the mechanism, otherwise she wouldn't have gotten it so quickly.

Now Qu Xin took it out and the meaning was self-evident, that is, to give it to him. Qu Xin also looked at him and handed over the transcript.

"Brother, I'll protect the Dharma for you, you learn it quickly. ”

Looking at the precious Shangxuan manuscript in front of him, Qu Yi did not hesitate. Not to mention that now is not the time to be indecisive, and he doesn't seem to have a reason not to learn it.

This manuscript may be a consolation prize for Qu Xin, but now that he has helped Qu Xin get the white-level martial arts manuscript, it is not too much to get this manuscript as a reward. And this is a Xuan-level manuscript, although it is precious, but now that he has learned it, those elders should not have much reaction. In this case, if you don't learn, you will lose.

Having made up his mind, Qu Yi took the manuscript, sat down cross-legged in the corner, and placed the scroll in front of him. The three big characters on the cover entered his eyes: "Turning the Dragon's Palm".

Tear open the envelope and the scroll will be opened. Like the cover, which is barely decorated, the inside of the scroll is completely devoid of any decoration. The special paper with a slight beige color has a faint fragrance on the face. It was the ink fragrance of magic ink mixed with special animal blood and mineral powder, which made people feel the solemnity on their faces.

Pulling the scroll apart completely, Qu Yi glanced at the words on the scroll, which was probably only a little more than half of the martial arts Qu Xin had learned. This is the most intuitive gap between the white level and the Xuan level.

Even if it is the best Xuan-level martial art and the worst white-level martial art, the gap is huge.

The difference in the number of words in a mantra may only be half of a very intuitive one, but when it comes to power, the gap will be even greater.

Qu Yi picked up another manuscript in his hand, the Zhongxuan manuscript he had just found. He moved to open the manuscript, but Qu Xin hurriedly stopped: "Brother, no, a person can only learn a manuscript in the ancient tower, otherwise he will not be able to enter the ancient tower in the future." ”

He smiled: "You don't have to worry, I naturally know this." I just wanted to see what the difference was between the two manuscripts. ”

When he said this, Qu Xin was also a little curious. Although they were the eldest young master and eldest lady of the Qu family, it was the first time they had the opportunity to study such a thing as a manuscript so closely today. She was also curious about how big the difference between the two manuscripts would be.

Seeing that Qu Xin no longer objected, Qu Yi opened the manuscript. As he stroked the paper of the two volumes, he could feel the difference between the two.

The paper of the upper grade manuscript seems to be stronger to the touch, and it feels better and more comfortable to use. With a gentle stroke, it seems that one can feel the fluctuation of the power in it. The Zhongxuan manuscript is a bit worse.

The two manuscripts are also far apart in terms of the amount of text. The text of the Zhongxuan-level manuscript is only about half of that of the Shangxuan-level.

Although the amount of words in the mantra does not necessarily represent the power of the martial arts, the more words there are, the more information the codice contains. This one is undeniable.

It is also a Xuan-level manuscript, but the gap between them is so big that Qu Yi has a rough understanding of the levels between martial arts.

Reclosing the middle genocinal manuscript and setting it aside, he refocused his energy on the manuscript in front of him. Concentrating, he could faintly hear the sound of people moving not far away, and it seemed that more and more people were already coming up to the second floor of the ancient tower.

Putting these distractions behind him, he summoned the qi in his body. When the luck arrived in his hand, he began to come out of his body and enter the manuscript.

This is a strange feeling that Qu Yi has never experienced. Luck out of the body is that you need to go to a higher level and reach the level of cultivation before you can use the exercises. And this is where the material of the manuscript is strange. It has an excellent affinity with human qi, allowing it to operate in it as if it were in the human body.

In order for the reader to be able to read the information of the manuscript correctly, the writer of the manuscript will also use qi in the process of writing the manuscript to carefully construct a set of longitude and latitude systems similar to the meridians of the human body. The reader's qi enters into it, don't think about it, just follow the warp and weft in the manuscript, and slow luck can read the information of the manuscript correctly.

Qu Yi naturally knows the skills of reading manuscripts.

He closed his eyes and threw himself into the control of his qi. The rushing qi is like the rushing water in a great river, moving along the main trunk, straight through the manuscript into the other hand, and returning to the human body, building a cycle.

He was secretly taken aback, why didn't he feel anything, and his anger passed straight through? Could it be that he was in too much of a hurry and ran through?

Qu Yi was about to reduce the amount and speed of qi slightly, but at this moment he felt the change in the manuscript.

After constructing a weekly cycle with the reader, the rest of the manuscript seems to be activated, and the blockage of the tributary that had been dry for a long time is washed away, and qi is channeled through the main trunk.

The complex and subtle tributaries are filled with qi and resurrected. The mantra words filled in these tributaries were washed away, scattered, mixed together, and then mixed together by the flow of qi, and finally slowly widened the distance between each other in the race of tributaries of different lengths.

When it was finally merged into the trunk, all the words were rearranged before entering Qu Yi's body.

When the words entered the body, their fission began, and one by one the words began to split, from one to four, five, or six. In the end, all the words merged into the dantian, swirling in the whirlpool of qi.

Qu Yi felt that there was a trace of qi entering his body along with these words, which was the qi of the transcriptionist. The words swirled in the whirlpool, and the silk qi also swirled in it, and suddenly several words separated from it, and then strung together by the silk qi.

The strand of qi strung with words crashed into the core of the qi, and suddenly several big words "turning dragon palm" appeared in Qu Yi's mind. In a trance, Qu Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and was surprised to find that he seemed to be sitting alone on a lonely rock in the stream. The surrounding clouds are swirling, and you must not be farsighted.

Suddenly, a piece of text appeared, and then the text turned into a dragon and dived into the water, and then suddenly drilled out, making a splash. The water splash turns into a transparent human form, and the meridians around the body are clearly visible.

Around the dragon plate, the man began to play a set of palm tricks on the water. Qi came out of the dantian, and then traveled around Zhou Tian, and suddenly the qi penetrated outside Zhou Tian and entered some special meridians in the body that were not commonly used. The coiling dragon seemed to be activated suddenly, and a dragon groan, as the man began to dance, the offensive and defensive forces became even more domineering.

After a set of palm techniques, the qi suddenly merges into the palm, passing through a series of special meridians in the palm, as if forming a Zhengtian Beidou in the palm of the palm. A palm was violently pushed out, and the coiling dragon coiled around his body, and with this palm slammed out, it burrowed into the water and exploded a string of splashes more than a foot high.

After playing a set of palm techniques, the man sat down cross-legged, and the "bang" turned into a puddle of water and returned to the water. The deep stream returned to calm again.