Ling Muyun strode out of the inner hall, and when he came to the courtyard, Ling Muyi had already set up a posture.

Seeing Ling Muyun come out, he asked curiously, "Ling Clan's Lei Fa, how did you learn it?" ”

"My father's surname is Ling."

As soon as these words came out, the junior's doubts were dispelled again.

Pingsuri, disdainful of being in the company of it, naturally knows very little.

There is a slight intersection, and every time he causes trouble, it is Wang Baquan's set.

Is there any sign of practice?

is to look down on this Ling Muyun who is not even a concubine, but he is really surnamed Ling.

Ling Muyun's father, Ling Hao, has a deep attainment in Lei Fa, and has chased Feng Shayan, the top of the wanted list, for thousands of miles, leaving a great reputation in the desert.

Then, as the heir of the Ling family, it is understandable to know some thunder methods.

But these words caused an uproar in the minds of Ling Ying and the other older generations: Ling Muyun was only four years old when Ling Hao disappeared, and as a concubine, he lived in the smallest courtyard and received the least monthly salary.

It was the family who moved away from the place of right and wrong, and it was he Ling Muyun who was abandoned.

Who left him without even a backing?

In the Ling clan, Ling Muyun's identity is not even as good as the son of the great housekeeper.

But it's such a wild child who has no one to take care of, and he has learned the thunder method!

You must know that during the thousand-year-old bloody war, Ling Tianjun ploughed the ground with red thunder, and when the alien race assimilated with the West Mountain, he used the "Taishi Thunder Rectification Method".

Thousands of years have passed, and the current Ling clan has very few people who can practice the thunder law chapter of "Taishi Thunder Righteous Law", and the thunder law chapter is extremely obscure, and no one has been able to understand it since Ling Tianjun.

That's the case, in the northwest of the Great Jin Dynasty, the Ling family also firmly occupied a place, even if the Great Jin was only a nominal Great Jin.

In Ling Ying's opinion, Ling Muyun's talent and comprehension have surpassed all the juniors present, if you add this forbearance, maybe ......

For the first time, Ling Ying faced this grandson who had never been in charge: under the raunchy attire, he pretended to be cynical but couldn't hide his heroic face, especially his eyes, which were clear and wise.

Ling Ying regretted a little whether He Yuetang's decision was too abrupt.

"Ling Muyun, don't let me down!" After Ling Muyi finished speaking, a trace of green light flashed on his hands: "As the eldest son of the Ling family, I am indeed a little ashamed that I didn't learn the thunder method, but there are thousands of spells, so why bother with the form." Extension. ”

As soon as the words fell, the breeze was already blowing in layers like waves, and with it, there was a strange fragrance like heather.

"What is this?" Ling Muyun couldn't guess the opponent's routine for a while, so he didn't dare to be careless, he held his breath for the time being, and ran the True Qi, and the thunder covered his whole body.

"It's a showdown! Now that I know that I use the thunder method, let me generously show you what I have recently obtained. Palm Thunder! ”

A thumb-thick thunderbolt emanated from the palm of his hand, heading straight for Ling Muyi.

"Palm Thunder!" Hearing these three words, Ling Ying's fingers almost buckled into his palm.

The primary application of the thunder method is to attach thunder to a certain place in the body, and when facing the enemy, it is blessed with the power of thunder and lightning, like divine help.

But the palm thunder is different, to achieve lightning ionization, in addition to the control of Qi requires proficiency, but also the application of thunder method to reach the realm of Xiaocheng.

It can be said that the palm thunder stuck the vast majority of the Ling juniors who wanted to practice the thunder method.

The mouth can also be stuffed with eggs, and there are a group of juniors, in this "high-grade no cold family, lower grade no warrior family" in the Great Jin Dynasty, it is a castrated version of the thunder law, and it will inevitably cause the crazy robbery of the cold family.

How many cultivation resources can an ordinary person have? More regardless of the guidance.

But in that dilapidated and sour remote yard, a concubine came out and used a palm thunder!

"Sinister villain!"

"Secretly cultivating behind our backs!"

"Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!"

The real mixed tastes were Ling Muyu, if she knew that her cheap brother had such a deep attainment in Lei Fa, she really didn't need to go to the trouble of slapping others up.

Sister and brother are expensive, it is enough for her to gain a foothold in the Ling clan.

The thunder in his palm fell in response, blasting a big pit on the ground, Ling Muyi didn't have time to dodge, he was covered in dust, his hair stood upright one by one, emitting black smoke, and his face was distorted: "Jiji, it really surprises me, with such cultivation, then I'm not welcome." Surgery and bone immersion. ”

Ling Muyun was ready for some earth-shattering changes, but now that the continuous breeze had disappeared, he was very surprised.

He once thought that maybe Ling Muyi was not good at learning, the spell was not activated, and he was even blown up by his palm thunder, and he was talking nonsense.

But when he used True Qi again, he found an anomaly.

Zhen Qi was in a disorder, but there was a piercing pain when he forcibly mobilized.

"Found out? Haha, my spell is called Gu Miasma, which comes from Miao Jiang, strictly speaking, it is witchcraft, the first form is like the wind, impregnating all things silently, and the second type is like a miasma, unconsciously launching a miasma, imprisoning the cultivator's true qi, making it unable to function and becoming a mortal. ”

Cultivation is very simple to say, but it is just to cultivate the true qi with the exercises, urge the magic with the true qi, and then condense the true qi with the technique, and the cycle repeats itself and complements each other.

For example, Ling Muyun used the thunder method to cultivate the first trace of True Qi, and when the True Qi could operate on Sunday, he could use the simple Thunder Method.

And the initiation of the spell, although it is based on the true qi, relies on the mysterious and mysterious understanding.

Ling Muyi looked at the stunned Ling Muyun with a smug expression: "Next, it's time to see the power of the Gu God Lord, Gu Bone Erosion." ”

The green light in his palm turned into an arrow and shot towards Ling Muyun.

The whole body True Qi could not be used, and Ling Muyun had to rely on instinct to dodge.

As everyone knows, a green light was dodged by Ling Muyun, but it inadvertently shot into Ling Muzhong's body.

In an instant, Ling Muzhong was like falling into an ice cave, the extreme cold flashed away, followed by a cry like killing a pig, rolling all over the ground.

Ling Muyun shuddered: "Ling Muyi, how can he be your brother born from the same mother, he is really like a centipede's siblings!" ”

"Humph! Ling Muyun, when you roll all over the ground for a while, don't call your brother! Gu Heroes. ”

Ling Muyi's five fingers opened, and the green rays on his fingertips were dense like raindrops, splashing towards Ling Muyun: "This time, I'll see how you hide!" ”

Although Ling Ying had already dodged to Ling Muzhong's side and persecuted the Gu worm with True Qi, the screams in his ears did not stop, Ling Muyun did not dare to slack off, and dodged a wave of "arrow rain" with an extremely indecent vicious dog pounced and rolled one after another.

"Lame nine, if you don't throw the ink blade over, the master will explain here." Taking advantage of the respite, Ling Muyun shouted to the lame nine lying on the wall.

Without permission, a subordinate like Cripple Jiu would definitely not be able to enter the Heyue Hall, but this rule did not affect his relishing on the wall, and when he heard Ling Muyun shouting to himself, he threw his weapon over in a panic.

"Bang!" The weapon was thrown over, but the lame nine fell to the ground.

I have to say that this skill of throwing weapons is not low, and the ink blade falls on Ling Muyun's hand impartially.

Ink blade, the blade is more than three feet long, one and a half inches wide, the handle is one foot long, the whole body is dark, and the knife guard is the Buddhist swastika.

Ling Muyun rolled up, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and the tip of the knife pointed at Ling Muyi: "I'll just say, the castrated Lei Fa is really unreliable!" If I had the whole book, I wouldn't be so embarrassed! ”

"Where did you get this weird knife? How did I not know? Ling Muyi stopped attacking and asked.

The faint black light made him shiver unconsciously.

"What do I need to know you about this? Wait until I don't poke you through, even if the master is merciful. The corners of Ling Muyun's mouth rose, as if he was sure that he must stab him.