"Little guy, aren't you tired of flying around all day?" Looking at Lin Song, who was flying around in the sky from morning to night, Cheng Xian was speechless. It has been more than a few days since Lin Song practiced the Wind Step to Dacheng, and after a few days of familiarity and tempering, Lin Song has become more and more proficient in the control of the Wind Step. Flying freely, the initial awkward and jerky state never appeared again. It can be seen that Lin Song has made rapid progress in the past few days. However, no matter how fast the progress is, it doesn't have to float in the sky all day long, right?

"Now that it's getting closer and closer to Tongye City, that kind of place where there are so many masters, even if I can't beat others, I always have some means of escape, right? Lin Song fell to the ground, stretched out his big hand, and said without shame.

"Roll the calf!" In response to Lin Song's request, Cheng Xian directly blew his beard, he squinted at the former, and only after a moment did he say angrily: "Greedy and chewy, you have now stepped into the Lingyuan level, isn't the volume of Xuanhuo Fist that your patriarch gave you just right to practice?

"Fist of Flame. Hearing Cheng Xian's words, Lin Song's hippie smile suddenly converged, this scroll of Yuan Ji was personally given to him by the patriarch Lin Yi when he was about to come out to practice, and the Lin family had the highest Yuan Ji. Lin Yi told him at the time that this scroll of Yuan Ji needed him to reach the level of Spirit Yuan before he could practice it, and this Yuan Ji was created by his father Lin Tang himself. For this volume of Yuan Ji created by his Lao Tzu, no matter how low the level is, Lin Song does not dare to slack off.

The palm of his hand poked into the plane bag, and a copper-colored card appeared in Lin Song's palm.

"My father created it himself. Lin Song caressed the scroll with great affection, and then gently pressed it on his forehead, and his eyes were closed.

After a long time, Lin Song opened his eyes, his hands suddenly sealed, and suddenly, he had green hair and no wind. Between his palms, a ball of energy light that was extremely bright converged at an extremely fast speed.

After the energy light ball was gathered, Lin Song's palms suddenly closed, and after a while, he turned his palms into fists and blasted out of the space in front of him without any fancy fancy.

"Boom!" a fist mark burst out, and the energy on it converged, and when it reached a certain place, it suddenly exploded. The countless violent energies above the fist seal suddenly turned into raging fire, scorching everything within a radius of tens of zhang until it was scorched yellow.

"This dazzling fire fist created by your father seems to be quite powerful. Seeing the damage caused by the Xuanhuo Fist, Cheng Xian immediately nodded appreciatively. He just wanted to talk to Lin Song about something else, but found that Lin Song was staring at him with a serious face at the moment.

"What's the matter, little guy?" Lin Song's sudden move also made Cheng Xian wonder in his heart, and asked at the moment.

"Teacher, this dazzling fire fist is weird. Lin Song said very solemnly.

"What's weird?" Cheng Xian raised his eyebrows and asked cautiously. Looking at Lin Song's serious face that he has never had, it doesn't look like he is lying.

"Teacher, I remember you seemed to say before that I have a special devouring power in my body. Straighten out his thoughts, Lin Song said.

"That's right, could it be that this dazzling fire fist has something to do with the devouring power?" his throat rolled fiercely, Cheng Xian asked, from Lin Song's words, he always felt that things might not be so simple.

"That's just my guess. When I read the information of Xuanhuoquan, the images of what I had experienced before kept flashing in my head. Among them, the most impressive is the scene when he tamed Chenlong. ”

Looking at Cheng Xian with a solemn face, Lin Song continued: "When I fought with Chenlong's Yuan Shen until I fell into a coma, and that violent energy condensed the Beast Yuan Dan in my body, it was not because of the strong tenacity of my Yuan Capsule that I carried the tearing force, but that tearing force was swallowed up by the devouring power in my body. ”

"You mean, it was the devouring power that helped you tame Chenlong?" Cheng Xian's face was heavy and his expression was shocked.

"Judging from the image that flashed into my mind just now, this is eighty percent like this. After a pause, Lin Song's eyes looked at Cheng Xian tightly, and after a while, he took a deep breath and continued: "There is another picture, which the teacher and I have experienced together. Teacher, do you remember when we were in the Shenhe River Valley, we once dived to the bottom of the clear pond and observed the image of the first human ancestors?"

"I remember it very well. Cheng Xian's face at this moment was so solemn that he couldn't be more serious, he didn't expect Lin Song to tell so many secrets that made him feel terrified after practicing that dazzling fire fist.

"Just now in my mind, one of the fragments appeared again. In the picture, the huge disc that we saw last time was full of dark golden light, and the moment the huge disc appeared, somehow, I always felt that the devouring power in my body had the same flavor as the devouring power emitted by the disc. What's even more peculiar is that when the disc was severely injured by the white-clothed figure and broken in half, I was even more like a lightning strike. It was as if I was inextricably linked to the disc. Lin Song frowned and said solemnly.

How could his father know what was happening in that image? Where did the devouring power in his body come from? What did he have to do with the huge disk? All these things made De Lin Song panic at this moment.

"What puzzles me even more is that this Xuanhuo Fist doesn't seem to be my father's original intention when he created it, it seems to be sending me a particularly important message. Because in the cultivation tips of this Xuanhuo Fist, there is also another set of cultivation tips for palm techniques, but this set of palm techniques does not seem to be complete. However, although the cultivation tips of this set of palm techniques are not complete, it still gives me a feeling of panic, I mean, this set of palm techniques seems to be able to evolve. Lin Song's brows were still tightly locked.

Ignoring Cheng Xian's ghost-like appearance at the moment, Lin Song's palms were sealed again: "This dazzling fire fist may be called 'Devouring Palm'." ”

With the movement of Lin Song's handprint, a large amount of dark golden light suddenly appeared on his right palm, and in an instant, Lin Song's right palm was tightly wrapped. The dark gold color, as if it came from the ancient wilderness, made people's souls tremble at a glance, as if everything would be swallowed up and disappear wherever the dark gold light passed.

The dark golden light shone brightly, and Lin Song lightly pressed his palm against the space in front of him. In the next moment, the dark golden light above his palm suddenly came out of his hand, forming an extremely strange dark golden aura, and then spread rapidly.

The dark golden aura spread, and what frightened Cheng Xian was that wherever the aura spread, anything was immediately devoured. It was not a destruction, but a real devouring, as if those things had never existed before!

When the dark golden aura spread nearly a dozen zhang along the way, it slowly stopped and finally disappeared. Cheng Xian looked at it, and in that dozens of zhang radius, there was nothing, and the previous giant trees and dense forests had all disappeared cleanly.

"The cultivation tips of this Devouring Palm are not complete, otherwise I am sure that the power caused by this Palm will definitely be ten times more than a hundred times greater than it is now!" wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, Lin Song said. Although the cultivation tips of this Devouring Palm were not complete, the damage caused at this moment was still comparable to that of the Swift Spirit, so the consumption of Lin Song was also quite huge.

Standing quietly in place, after a long time, Cheng Xianfang came back to his senses, he stared at Lin Song with a solemn face, and admonished: "Little guy, I'm afraid this matter is very involved. Don't mention today's events to anyone in the future, and as for the Devouring Palm, don't use it lightly unless you reach a point of life and death. I'm afraid that there is some earth-shattering mystery hidden here, and this kind of thing, if exposed too much, may bring us trouble that we cannot afford to provoke. ”

Nodding approvingly, Lin Song himself knew that what he had experienced today was too unbelievable, and it would not do him any good if it was exposed.

Gently stroking his face, Lin Song sat down cross-legged, formed a cultivation handprint, and absorbed the spiritual power of heaven and earth to replenish the yuan energy in his body.

"Where did the devouring power on the little guy's body come from? How could his father know these earth-shattering secrets? Could it be that his father had a connection with that huge disc?" Looking at Lin Song, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating on the side, Cheng Xian frowned and secretly guessed.

.......

"It seems that Song'er has initially comprehended the cultivation key of the Devouring Palm hidden in the Xuanhuo Fist. Thousands of miles away, in a secret space in Yingdu, the center of the continent, a handsome middle-aged man in a white shirt stood quietly, beside him, a beautiful woman sat elegantly, when she heard the words of the middle-aged man in white, her eyes suddenly flashed a touch of joy, but the next moment, it was still replaced by a thick worry.

Gently patted the beautiful woman's shoulder, the middle-aged man in white sighed secretly, and then he looked at a black-clothed figure in the center of the hall, and with a flick of his palms, two jars of spirits appeared out of thin air: "Come, Brother Wuji, drink some with me." ”