Gang Qi poured into his fingertips, dotted on the scroll, white light flashed, and the figure with the same Liuyan technique jumped out instantly, and the figure moved with the rhythm of the white light.

With only the first action, Qin Hao had a feeling of sudden enlightenment, the movement was like an eye, Qin Hao's mind was clear, the previous feeling of disharmony disappeared in an instant, and everything was smooth.

There weren't many Xiangyun Technique movements, but with the previous one hundred and eight movements, it suddenly seemed much more complicated.

But there is no sense of disobedience, a series of actions are done in one go, and the flow is as perfect as a cloud.

Qin Hao recorded these actions in his mind, and then spliced the two scrolls together, the sawtooth break just closed, and with a soft sound, the brilliance on the scroll flowed.

First a white light came out, then a white light faded into a clear blue.

The white light changes to the blue, making the scroll more transparent.

The blue light constantly jumps above the reels, as if outlining the characters.

Gradually, a line of small characters appeared above the scroll: Yan Guo did not leave a trace, and the cloud walked without leaving a trace.

Looking at this line of small words, Qin Hao's heart was beating rapidly, and his eyes were staring at the scroll for fear of missing something.

At this time, the blue light is a little more intense, and the blue light merges with each other, gradually outlining a figure, the figure is rickety on the back, old as a fashionable old man, just look at it and feel extraordinary.

The figure stretched out his hand and lightly touched on a blue light, and the blue light was sucked into the body like a whale absorbing water, and the light on the figure shone brightly.

The scroll trembled under his feet, and suddenly exploded, turning into countless points of light and scattering.

He slowly looked up at Qin Hao, suddenly moved, and his body turned into a streamer "whoosh", rushing into Qin Hao's eyebrows.

An old voice exploded in Qin Hao's mind, "This method is called Liuyan Xiangyun Technique, which is divided into three parts: one is Liuyan, but Xiangyun, and the third is difficult to find, what is difficult to find? People stand quietly, but everything in the world cannot be captured, and ghosts and gods are difficult to find.

If it is difficult to find it when you reach the third layer, it will be difficult to find thunder and lightning, it will be difficult to chase after wind and rain, and why is it difficult to teleport in the air?"

When Qin Hao heard this, his heart hurriedly sank into his mind, this figure should be an obsession left by the master of this exercise, and he opened this exercise by mistake, and at the same time woke him up.

"Destined people, I will only demonstrate this method once, and you can take a good look at it. With that, the voice fell silent, and then the figure moved, and slowly took a step.

It was just this step that Qin Hao's heart was shocked, and at this moment, he couldn't feel the breath of the figure at all, as if the whole person had disappeared out of thin air in his mind.

At the moment, he hurriedly held his breath and concentrated all his attention on the figure.

As the figure completed more movements, the beads of sweat on Qin Hao's forehead became denser, and soon sweat rained down.

It's too complicated, every step he takes, it seems simple, but it is incomprehensible and mysterious.

Although the trajectory of the figure is exactly the same as those two exercises, he has undergone all kinds of changes when he performs it, and just one turn seems to contain the truth of heaven and earth.

The sea under his feet, the sun and the sky above his head, his feet on the waves, his wrists reversed, and a piece of brilliance.

Like the vast starry sky, the stars change, and like flowing water, the willows are dark and bright.

Qin Hao was dazzled, and there seemed to be some kind of magic on the figure, which made people sink into it involuntarily.

At this time, Qin Hao had already fallen into this wonderful realm, his mind was empty, sometimes he heard the sound of stormy waves, and sometimes it was the sound of fists hitting the air with a bang.

I don't know how long it took, the figure stepped down at the last step, and the sound of the 'bell' was like a bell swinging, and everything was calm.

Qin Hao was shocked, and retreated from that thought, and there was a sense of loss in his heart.

"People who are destined, this is all the Liuyan Xiangyun Technique, remember more and remember less to see your creation, you are so good to cultivate, don't bury it. ”

The old man's voice sounded again, only this time there was a little more melancholy in his words.

As the voice fell, the figure slowly faded, and after a while, the last obsession disappeared along with the dissipating blue light.

Qin Hao opened his eyes, bowed deeply to the front, and said: "The merits of the seniors are complete, go all the way, the juniors will not live up to the expectations of the seniors, and will definitely let this exercise carry forward in my hands." ”

The obsession disappeared, and at this point, the master of this exercise finally completely ceased to exist.

Thousands of years of waiting, just to wait for someone destined to inherit the mantle, Qin Hao sighed for a while, and secretly swore that he would not bury this exercise.

He grasped the glimmer of realization in his mind, and his mind sank into it again.

Feet open and shoulder width apart, bend knees and squat, find the front of the abdomen, the middle is comfortable, breathe naturally, the mind is calm, and the intention is to keep the dantian,

Hand holding Tianli Reef, up and down, right bow like an eagle, hand climbing foot solid.

In an instant, a wind hung in the courtyard, and the wind followed the people, and Qin Hao's thoughts gradually sank into this wonderful realm.

In the courtyard, the wind and grass were blowing, Qin Hao rode the wind, and a faint blue light appeared on his legs.

......

A few days have passed, except for the fresh breeze that keeps blowing in Qin Hao's small courtyard and the flickering of people, everything is normal.

In the mountain behind Qin's house, it was early in the morning, Qin Hao sat cross-legged, and a few rays of sunlight penetrated the gaps in the leaves and fell on the boy's upper body, forming a beating light.

Everything is quiet, the morning dew hangs on the tips of the leaves, a few birdsongs in the distance, far and near, and a thin mist diffuses from all over the woods, adding a bit of tranquility.

He sat cross-legged, his heart facing the sky, a few wisps of white air came out of his mouth, circled for a week, and then inhaled through his nostrils like a whale sucking water, forming a beautiful circle between exhalation and inhalation.

After a while, Qin Hao opened his eyes, the golden mang fell into his eyes, his pupils were suddenly dyed with a piece of gold, the essence of light flashed, his hands supported the ground, his body jumped up suddenly, and after his toes touched the ground, a few flashes had already appeared a zhang away.

With a soft snort, he reached forward with his fist in his hand.

"Bang"

There was a roar in the air ahead, and a circle of visible ripples spread out in all directions.

After the punch was made, Qin Hao stomped on the ground again, twisted his body and blasted backwards, and another punch was punched, the fists were connected, the fists were fierce, and bursts of explosions were constantly heard in the air.

The dew shook off, the mist dispersed, and everything gradually woke up to the crisp roar.

After a set of punches, Qin Hao was already faintly sweating, and his limbs gradually became active.

Driving away the stiffness caused by a night's sleep, he withdrew his hand and pressed down, feeling the surging qi in his body, exhaling a breath of turbidity, and the light in his eyes skyrocketed again.

With a shake of his body, the pace of his feet changed sharply, and he instantly shifted a distance of three meters to the right, and on his right hand was a big tree hugged by three people.

Qin Hao sank his waist and accumulated, and then punched out at the big tree, he handled this punch very well, but the shaking leaves did not hurt the tree, the leaves trembled, and countless leaves fell down one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Qin Hao's body moved rapidly, passing through several big trees in front of him, and ten punches were blasted out one after another, and the leaves fell like a torrential rain, densely packed, leaving no gaps at all.

He shook his body, a blue light flashed on his feet, and his footwork suddenly became illusory, and with a slight click, he rushed into the leafy trees......

He was very fast, so fast that he only saw an afterimage, like a swift shuttling through the storm, and in the afterimage, he could faintly see a golden light illuminating.

In the blink of an eye, the leaves had already fallen to the ground, and Qin Hao's figure suddenly stopped, and a gust of wind blew, raising his clothes.

Looking at his position again, he had already passed through the rainstorm of leaves, and there was not a single leaf on his body, leaving only ten identical footprints on the ground.

The leaves do not stick, leaving ten seals on the ground.

Gently exhaling a cloud of white gas, the golden light in his hand has become more and more intense, he raised his hand, and the mark in his hand has been formed, and the golden light flashes wildly

"Master. Qin Hao shouted.

"It's coming. Qin Lao said, and a figure appeared in front of Qin Hao.

With a wave of his hand, he saw a boulder weighing a thousand catties on the ground slowly rising as if it were nothing, the boulder rose one meter high, and Qin Lao moved forward to make a light throw.

The boulder "roared" and flew straight towards Qin Hao like an arrow from the string.

Qin Hao was stunned when he saw it, he swallowed his saliva, he couldn't help but scold, how powerful was this old man before? This boulder weighing a thousand catties was like a piece of paper in his hand, as light as nothing.

He slowly closed his palms on his waist and abdomen, staring at the boulder that was speeding towards him, his expression was a little solemn, a thousand catties of boulders, at least a sixth-stage monk could smash it with all his strength.