Click!

The condensation of the Xuan Ling Power is not as simple as imagined, and the Xuan Ling Power of a grain of rice is condensed in the palm of his hand, and a slight sound is heard, and the condensation of the Xuan Ling Power of the grain of rice is shattered with the sound.

For the first failure, Xiao Wuxian had already expected it. If such an easy condensation was successful, he would not have chosen this mystical technique.

After tidying up your mind and getting back to your state, move on to the beginning.

Click!

The second time, when the Xuan Ling Power condensed to the size of a bean, it shattered.

Click!

The third time, when the Xuan Ling Power condensed to three times the size of a bean, it shattered.

Again and again, Xiao Wuxian didn't know how many times he had failed, but he didn't feel bored and irritable as the number of failures increased, but became more and more convinced.

The seals, which were originally a little rusty, became more and more skillful and faster as the number of times increased.

Bang!

I don't know if it's the first time I've failed, but this time the failure was when the Xuan Spirit Power condensed by one-third of the size of a palm. The greater the condensation of the Xuan Spiritual Power, the greater the fluctuation of the Violent Spiritual Power inside, and the more terrifying the damage caused when it fails. Therefore, there will be many disciples who blow up their hands when they condense the Xuan Spiritual Power.

This time, fortunately, Xiao Wuxi's eyes were quick, and at the moment of the explosion, he withdrew back in time, but the powerful fluctuations generated during the explosion still shook Xiao Wuxie's arm violently, and a tingling sensation followed.

Xiao Wuxian couldn't help but rub it, his face showed a solemn feeling, this is only the condensation of the Xuan Spirit Power to one-third of the palm, and when it is condensed to two-thirds or all of it, if it explodes, how powerful will it be, maybe the hand will be abolished.

I want to think about it, but Xiao Wuxian is not a person who gives up so easily. Take a deep breath and your eyes flash.

After the knot, his right hands stretched forward, his five fingers opened slightly, and the Xuanling Sea in his body churned like a tsunami wave. As soon as his mind moved, a thick dark blue Xuan Spiritual Power rose from his palm.

Slowly, the spiritual power in the palm began to condense towards the palm. With the condensation of the Xuan Ling power, the Xuan Ling Power in the body also continued to flow into the palm.

This time, the condensation was much smoother than the previous one, and the condensation was already half the size of a palm, and it was slowly continuing to expand.

It's not good! Xiao Wuxian snorted. When the Xuan Ling Power condensed to four-fifths of the size of a palm, the condensed Xuan Ling Power suddenly began to become unstable, fluctuating in size and size, and was sharply unstable, and there would be an explosion at any time.

The foot stomped violently, and the figure retreated backwards for the first time.

Bang!

A violent spiritual storm raged in the room, and the tables and chairs around it creaked under this powerful spiritual storm. I heard a commotion again, and the tables and chairs around me fell apart. The whole room became extremely messy in the blink of an eye.

And Xiao Wuxi's hand was once again shocked and numb, and he felt a little out of control.

Xiao Wuxian looked at the messy room and showed a wry smile, this Xuanning Ice Spirit Palm was really not so easy to cultivate.

In addition to the size of the condensation, the power of condensing the mystical spiritual power is also related to its own occult spiritual power. The more domineering the mystical spiritual power is, the more powerful the mystical spiritual power is after condensation.

And Xiao Wuxie's current Xuan Ling Decision has all been cultivated from the Xuan Sheng Ice Spirit Decision, he doesn't know how high the level of the Xuan Sheng Ice Spirit Decision is, but judging from the days after cultivation, this Xuan Sheng Ice Spirit Decision is really not simple, and the Xuan Spirit Power he cultivated is also more powerful and domineering than the Xuan Spirit Power he cultivated before.

After this failure, Xiao Wuxian did not rush to condense the Xuan Spirit Power again. The numbness of his arm made him unable to condense his Xuan Ling power well in a short period of time.

After resting for a while, Xiao Wuxian deeply comprehended the cultivation method in his mind.

After calming down, I quickly made a seal on my chest again. The Xuan Ling Hai Xuan Ling Power in his body surged up like a huge wave, and a cold Xuan Ling Power surged out from his palm.

The mind and spirit were united, and the cold Xuan Spiritual Power slowly condensed in the palm of his hand. The expression on his face did not change at all, calm as water, completely immersed in it.

One-third the size of a palm, two-thirds, four-fifths, the size of a whole palm. The originally translucent dark blue Xuan Spiritual Power turned into a dark blue viscous liquid when it was completely condensed, and at the same time, a terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power that made people palpitate emanated from it.

And Xiao Wuxian didn't have a trace of joy on his face, but instead dropped the condensed Xuan Spiritual Power, and his body swept backwards, quickly flashing away.

Boom!

Before Xiao Wuxian could flash two feet away, a breath of destruction came from behind, and a terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power rippled out.

This time, even the whole room creaked, and it could be demolished at any time.

Xiao Wuxian's back was shattered under the impact of powerful spiritual power fluctuations, his robe was torn, his skin was torn apart, and his entire body was slammed against the pavilion wall.

The blood churned inside the body, and only a snort could be heard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of its mouth.

Ahem, Xiao Wuxian couldn't help coughing. I thought it would be successful this time, but unfortunately, when it was finally stable, there was a slight mistake, which caused the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations in it to start raging again.

Looking at the attic wall with a slight crack around him, he couldn't help but shake his head, if he did it again, he was afraid that this attic would be demolished by him. When the next Yutai Hongya came back, she didn't know what to say.

This time, he rested for half an hour, and after sorting out his state, the conviction in Xiao Wuxie's eyes became even stronger. This time, he believes he will succeed himself.

The hands of the seal were like vague shadows, and the right hand stretched forward, and a steady stream of Xuan Ling power poured from the Xuan Ling Sea into the palm of his hand.

Once again, the mind was united, and the Xuan Ling Power quickly condensed in the palm of his hand. Time passed little by little, and without being in a hurry or impatience, the dark blue translucent Xuan Spiritual Power turned into a dark blue viscous liquid.

There was a hint of fierceness in his eyes, and a strange chill erupted on his palm, and a dark blue viscous liquid flowed between his palms. Although there were terrifying and palpitating spiritual power fluctuations, there was no trace of rage.

Seeing this, Xiao Wuxian showed a bright smile on his face. The figure swept out one by one, and slammed out a palm at the already cracked attic wall.

Just as he was about to touch the attic wall, a dazzling blue light erupted from his palm.

Bang!

Originally, the attic wall that had cracks before, under Xiao Wuxian's palm, the cracks opened bigger and bigger, and spread to the entire attic at a speed visible to the naked eye. The attic fell apart and shattered under so many cracks.

When Xiao Wuxian was about to collapse the attic, his figure was blurred, appearing ten zhang away from the attic.

Looking at the falling attic, I don't know whether to be happy about the power of the mystical technique I cultivated first, or because of the destruction of the attic, and I don't know how to explain it to Hongaya.

Now that the attic is ruined, and Yutai Hongaya hasn't come back yet, I don't know what I'm going to do now. Xiao Wuxian decided to wait another half an hour, and if he didn't come back in half an hour, he decided to go to the rest of the sect first.

After all, he had been in Fengyun Valley for some days, and he hadn't seen the rest of Fengyun Valley properly.

Half an hour passed quietly, and there was no sign of coming back, Xiao Wuxian shook his head, so he had to wait and come back to apologize to Yutai Hongya, now go and see the prosperity and strength of Fengyun Valley.

Generally, the activities of the disciples of the sect are probably in the Heavenly Martial Academy of Qingyun Peak, because it is the place where the disciples of Fengyun Valley compete, and there are many disciples fighting in it every day to improve their actual combat ability, so this Heavenly Martial Academy is the first place that Xiao Wuxian wants to go to.

Tianwu Academy and Tianlu are in the south and north of Qingyun Peak, so Xiao Wuxian quickly found Tianwu Academy.

As soon as the person appeared outside the courtyard of the Heavenly Martial Academy, there were many cheers and fighting voices from inside.

Xiao Wuxian straightened his robe a little and walked towards the courtyard of the Tianwu Academy with a smile on his face.

I saw that on the first ring, a burly round-bellied boy and a girl in a purple shirt were fighting, and the realm of these two people was the seventh layer of Xuanling.

The burly round-bellied boy shouted, and a layer of silver-white Xuan Ling Power rose from his fists, and there was a trace of thunder flashing above the Xuan Ling Power, giving people a sense of powerful destructive power.

"Thunderbolt"

The foot stepped forward, and the whole body was like a silver lightning bolt rushing out towards the purple-shirted girl.

On the other side, the purple-shirted girl did not show weakness, her two clenched fists shook domineeringly to both sides, and the fiery red spiritual power rolled out like a blazing flame.

"Blazing"

With a stomp of his foot, he turned into a stream of flame and greeted him.

Boom!

Fist to fist, thunder and flames intertwined, and a huge wave of qi blew up the robes of the surrounding spectators.

The people watching around subconsciously thought that the weak purple-shirted girl would be a little weaker, but the result was beyond people's subconscious.

Both of them shuddered and stepped back. The burly round-bellied boy took a step and a half back, while the purple-shirted girl only took one step back. Although there was only a half-step difference, it still showed that the two of them were fighting just now, and the girl in the purple shirt was slightly better.

After that, the two launched a series of confrontations, but the result was undoubted from the beginning, and the burly round-bellied boy was defeated.

"Xiao Wu Hate!"

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him, and there was a faint hostility in his tone.