Early the next morning, Qing Yiran came to Zhao Qianfeng, ready to be taught. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Let Qing Yiran demonstrate all the martial arts he knows and what he is good at, and Zhao Qianfeng carefully pays attention to the changes in the aura on his body.

The aura around the body began to be evenly distributed, as Qing Yiran began to demonstrate, the aura began to swim in a loop, and the distribution around the body began to be uneven, many force points and the aura at the force point are more, the intensity of the aura at the force point is to protect the body, and the aura at the force point goes out with the power sent out, forming a greater power.

The uneven distribution of aura made Qing Yiran's body begin to absorb aura to maintain balance, and then because of Qing Yiran's martial arts, it was uneven again, and it was repeated over and over again.

It wasn't until Qing Yiran started to rest after the demonstration, and after the aura was re-evened, the excess aura slowly diffused out.

"Is it also a kind of masochism?" Zhao Qianfeng thought.

"Brother Feng, can I learn your kind of 'martial arts'?" asked Qing Yiran.

"Absolutely...... But it's a stupid idea, and it shouldn't work for you. Zhao Qianfeng said hesitantly after thinking about it.

Qing Yiran was excited when he heard it: "What kind of way, maybe it's suitable for me." ”

"Generally speaking, the aura of a martial artist is not enough to cast a spell, but what if your aura is enough?"

Qing Yiran rolled his eyes, it was just not enough to find a way to find a way, but you said this.

Zhao Qianfeng ignored his expression and continued: "When you use martial arts, you will consume the aura, and then the body will take the initiative to replenish and absorb it for you, but it is a little slow, but when you use your most proficient skills, the aura runs quickly, consumes quickly, and replenishes quickly, and the replenished aura is far greater than the consumed, and at that time your skills are the most handy." ”

"This is the so-called practice makes perfect, then if there is a kind of martial art that consumes a lot of spiritual energy, and you finally practice it, there will be a moment when your body has absorbed enough spiritual energy and has the basis for casting spells. ”

"Really?" Qing Yiran's eyes lit up.

"Not for you. Zhao Qianfeng shook his head and said: "Because this requires gradual practice, keep practicing skills, and gradually increase the difficulty, so that the body can absorb more aura, and persevere." ”

"And you ......" Looking at Qing Yiran, Zhao Qianfeng unconsciously showed a hint of mockery: "If you can really persevere, you don't need to learn my 'martial arts', you can achieve excellence in the ring." ”

Qing Yiran suddenly collapsed, and it took a long time before he asked unwillingly: "This is the only way?" It seemed that he was ready to give up.

"I just said, this is a stupid method, there are two ways of thinking, but they are not mature yet, I still have to sort it out, don't be discouraged, now you can find a few spell skills to learn. ”

"I can't do it, how can I learn?" asked Qing Yiran.

"Do you understand the words on paper? In the past few days, I have memorized the skill steps and operations of spell casting, as well as the operation of aura. Zhao Qianfeng finished speaking and walked out.

"I'm going to find a solution to the idea, you're coming in the evening, and I'll take a leave of absence today. ”

Leaving the academy, Zhao Qianfeng went straight to the blacksmith shop.

When I arrived at the door of the blacksmith shop, I still heard the sound of beating inside, judging by the sound, it was not the uncle, it was still Ahsan striking iron, the sound didn't sound like noise, but the uncle's was like music, and Ahsan's was now a single note.

In fact, Ah Shan's progress is great, and the uncle has said that Ah Shan's skills are enough to open his own shop, but Ah Shan would rather continue to follow the uncle, he is waiting for the enrollment of the college.

When he entered the workshop, he saw that there were only Ah Shan and the uncle's apprentice, and seeing Ah Shan's focused expression, Zhao Qianfeng quietly retreated.

The spiritual power of Ah Shan's whole body is much thicker now than half a year ago, and the aura of his arms is also obvious when he strikes iron, and even he can feel that the iron hammer in his hand has begun to be infused with a trace of aura.

When I went to the backyard, the uncle was drinking the wine he brought from the last time he came to the chair, and when he saw Zhao Qianfeng, he smiled and pointed to the chair opposite, which meant that Zhao Qianfeng also came to the two cups.

"Uncle, I'm here to ask you something. ”

"Yo, the top students of the academy still come to me for advice?" the uncle quipped.

"Uncle has practiced martial arts!"

Uncle nodded, "Decades ago, when I was young, I repaired weapons in the canyon passage and learned martial arts in the army. ”

"Are you still practicing?" asked Zhao Qianfeng.

"Forget it, there are a few skill moves I use on iron. ”

"That'...... Does Uncle know spells?"

Hearing this, the uncle deliberately sank his face: "What's the matter, squeeze your uncle, why is your kid becoming more and more disagreeable!"

Zhao Qianfeng hurriedly waved his hand: "It's not a run, if you want to, I'll teach you how about it." ”

The uncle was amused when he heard it: "People who learn martial arts can't play spells, if you teach me, I can't learn it, even if I learn it, I can't use it, you kid still says it's not an uncle." ”

"Uncle, I'll teach you a 'water archery'. ”

"Don't learn. ”

"Uncle, please, you will, let's try it first...... I beg you ......"

"Okay, okay, you teach me to learn, or I'll beat you kid. Uncle said.

Zhao Qianfeng was happy, condensed a water arrow with his hand, and then carefully explained to the uncle how to use the aura to condense the water arrow, and asked the uncle after speaking: "Learn to operate!"

"You remember what you said, but do you think it's useful?" the uncle spread his hands, but there was nothing.

"It's okay, now I say 'water archery' Uncle will perform it once and start 'water archery'. ”

The uncle spread his hands, but there was still nothing.

"Uncle, is your aura working correctly?"

Hearing this, the uncle glared: "How do I know, I can't feel it." ”

"It's okay, I'll tell my uncle again. After giving the uncle a detailed explanation: "Water archery." ”

The uncle spread his hands, but there was still nothing.

"Uncle, is your aura working correctly?"

This time the uncle didn't even bother to stare at it.

"It's okay, I'll continue to tell my uncle again. After giving the uncle another detailed explanation: "Water archery." ”

It lasted like this hundreds of times, and the uncle wanted to get angry several times halfway, but he was persuaded by Zhao Qianfeng's sweet words.

Still no effect.

"Uncle, is your aura running correctly?" asked Zhao Qianfeng repeatedly.

"Stop. The uncle opened his mouth and began to repeat the spell-casting textbook taught by Zhao Qianfeng, word for word.

"Then let's move on, 'Water Archery'. ”

"Boy, uncle, please, don't toss, let the uncle go" The uncle almost burst into tears.

"That's it, just help me get another weapon with my own hands, it's still Tang Dao. ”

"You kid wanted a weapon and said it earlier, why torture uncle with this method, what academy did you go to, boy, why did you learn badly?"

The uncle stood up angrily, ran directly to the workshop, waved his hand away from Ah Shan, took out a red iron ingot from the stove and began to knock it, the appearance of gritting his teeth seemed to be not iron, but Zhao Qianfeng's kid.

However, soon the uncle's expression became focused and serious again, and the music-like percussion sound sounded in the workshop, but Zhao Qianfeng looked at the uncle intently.

A Tang knife was formed, and just as the uncle put down the hammer and was about to press the handle of the Tang knife, Zhao Qianfeng shouted coldly: "Water archery." ”

The uncle spread his hands out of his habit, and then prepared to scold Zhao Qianfeng......

But at this time, a water arrow began to condense and form in the uncle's hand.

"Look, no...... hissed...... "Uncle didn't expect that there was really a water arrow in his hand, and when he shuddered, the water arrow cracked, and a puddle of water remained in his hand."

Looking at the water stains in his hand incredulously, the uncle looked at Zhao Qianfeng in surprise.

"I said I'd teach you how to spell, uncle. Zhao Qianfeng showed a smile on his face, but one side was a little big, and it looked a little mocking......