Chapter 13: Calm
readx;?? The old man grinned, this kid is really crazy enough, receiving this kind of apprentice is enough to make people worry, but it is also enough to make people worry, a disciple with this kind of qualification, who doesn't treat him as a baby, who doesn't feel distressed when he sees this kind of crazy cultivation energy?!
"Okay, but this set of marksmanship is not easy, don't rush it, it's really practiced to the point of going crazy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" is a good old man.
Ye Zhengfeng nodded seriously, remembering the set of Five Elements Secret Codes passed down to him by the old man, and now he hadn't even cultivated half a move, and asked: "Won't it be the same as the Five Elements Secret Classic, then I really don't have the ability to achieve that quick success?"
"That's one of my ancestors' master's learning, I don't have many marksmanship on my body, of course the top ones don't, only this set of Dao Yun martial arts is pretty much the same. The old man replied lightly.
"Well?!What is Daoyun Martial Arts?" Hearing a new word in the mouth of the famous elder, Ye Zhengfeng immediately asked.
The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, he said that he had missed his mouth, and he had to explain a lot again, and said helplessly: "The martial arts you have here are only at the holy level at most, as your strength advances, the power of martial arts advances, and in fact, there are still higher-level martial arts, these martial arts are completely driven by the Tao, and the power that erupts is enough to shake the sky, and the power that is conjured up is more like the substance, which is extremely terrifying, this kind of martial arts is called Daoyun martial arts." ”
Ye Zhengfeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and the power that sounded seemed to be very terrifying, it seemed that this old guy was finally generous!!
Seeing Ye Zhengfeng's appearance, the old man knew what this kid was thinking, and pouted and said: "Don't be too happy too early, you kid, the power of Dao Yun martial arts is indeed great, but it is completely driven by the Dao of the comprehension, it can almost be said to be a unique martial art, the latter takes a lot of effort even if you want to cultivate, and the power is not as powerful as you think, it is probably about the same as the power of your "Ba Fist" six or seven styles." ”
Ye Zhengfeng's eyes lit up again, according to the old name, the power of the sixth or seventh style is about the same, that is also the move at the beginning of that set of marksmanship, where can the power of this set of marksmanship be small, at least it can be used as a hole card!!
The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, this kid is really greedy, I have belittled martial arts like this, and I can still be so happy, this thick-skinned degree is really not ordinary.
"This set of marksmanship is called "Blood Dragon Seven Styles",I got it unintentionally on it.,After flipping it over, it feels too rubbish.,If it weren't for your kid to use a gun.,I'd really forget this set of marksmanship.,Powerful.,So-so.,You just make do with it.。 The old man shook his head and replied helplessly.
Then he passed the "Blood Dragon Seven Styles" directly to Ye Zhengfeng, and the phantom in Ye Zhengfeng's sea of consciousness seemed to have blurred a lot, making Ye Zhengfeng's brows suddenly frown.
Although the amount of information is quite large, it is only a little pressure for Ye Zhengfeng, and he can still ask steadily: "Old Ming, are you okay?
"Even if you kid still have a conscience, but don't worry, the consumption of this set of marksmanship has been passed on for a hundred years, I will take a break now, you can cultivate slowly by yourself, don't ask me if you don't understand anything." The old man replied with a weak voice.
"You always rest slowly, and it's better for me to cultivate by myself. Ye Zhengfeng hurriedly replied.
Then, the spirit of the old man fell silent, it seems that the consumption is very large, after all, the old man is just a remnant soul, if the soul power is consumed too much, there may not be salvation in the future?!
Ye Zhengfeng closed his eyes, quietly browsing the set of marksmanship engraved in his mind, and then gradually simulated the cultivation situation in his mind, and gradually comprehended the marksmanship.
However, after comprehending it for a while, Ye Zhengfeng's brows furrowed, the cultivation difficulty of this set of marksmanship is indeed not low, it is even more difficult than when he was in the sixth style of Baquan, and the difficulty is much higher!!
When "I am the only one" is cultivated, I only cultivate it after I comprehend boxing, and when I understand the hegemony of "Overlord Dancing Tiange", I can use the seventh form after comprehending the domineering way.
And the difficulty of "Blood Dragon Seven Styles" is much higher, according to his talent, only after the gun path reaches fifty percent, the first type of marksmanship can be started, and after the meaning of the gun path is perfected, it can be regarded as a cultivation, which is more advanced than the seventh type of tyrant boxing.
"I'm afraid that the sixth and seventh forms of hegemony have already reached the level of Daoyun martial arts, but the power is a little less, the level is the same, and the level of cultivation is much higher, I'm afraid it will really take a lot of effort to practice." After Ye Zhengfeng muttered for a while, he shook his head and sighed, and then stood up.
"It's useless to talk on paper, it's better to practice your feel with a gun first. ”
Ye Zhengfeng directly took out a spear Dao holy weapon from the storage ring, with a gurgling Dao fluctuation on it, Ye Zhengfeng also forgot that he got it when he killed someone, the weapon was just a cultivation tool for him, and if he hadn't even taken a gun, how could he practice a gun!!
After that, Ye Zhengfeng practiced spears in the martial arts room like crazy, and his moves were extremely commonplace, just some ordinary spirit-level martial arts, all of which he learned by watching the memories of others fighting with himself since he broke into the mainland, and with his martial arts wisdom, he quickly mastered the entire set of marksmanship of others.
Of course, occasionally Ye Zhengfeng would also practice the Blood Dragon Seven Forms, but just like when he cultivated the Tyrant Fist, without the Dao intent in his body, he would not enter the door at all, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate, and the progress was also very slow.
But Ye Zhengfeng naturally remembered the old man's sentence "let it be", so he was not as crazy as usual, just a little crazy.
Sometimes he would go out, walk around Xifeng Peak, and when he saw those new disciples who were cultivating, he would occasionally give him a word or two, and his life was much more leisurely than before, which could be said to be the most relaxing period of time since he cultivated.
In the past, he was either fighting and killing, or cultivating frantically, he didn't even have much time to rest, and the only easy time was in the hurry, and he didn't have any leisurely days to live at all, just like a cultivation machine, even his junior brothers felt that he was too tired to live.
Even if they kept scolding and persuading, Ye Zhengfeng was still the same, he agreed at the time, and then completely left it behind, the entire Xifeng Peak knew the crazy strength of his cultivation, and no one didn't feel sorry for him.
The honor and fame that Ye Zhengfeng has at this time can be said to be completely fought with his own blood and sweat.
Now Bai Jianyin and the others saw Ye Zhengfeng living so leisurely and quietly, and their hearts were like a sigh of relief, Ye Zhengfeng was too crazy to cultivate before, and it could be said that he was miserable at all, but now he can be regarded as a normal person.
But in this quiet day, Ye Zhengfeng felt that his understanding of the gun path was gradually thorough, although the speed of progress was slower than before, but after all, there were still four domineering Dao intentions in his body that were dragging him, which was already considered to be a rapid progress, which made Ye Zhengfeng slowly understand what the old man said and let it be.
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