"Naturally different!" Hongrui replied coldly, "The low-altitude environment is very simple, but the high-altitude environment is very complicated, there are often all kinds of eddies, strong winds, and even the coercion of a certain force of law. ”

"Huh? So weird? "It seems that I have really made things simpler, thanks to the great god!" ”

After saying this, he quickly gathered all his smugness and continued to practice flying honestly until he was able to fly skillfully at a low altitude of three hundred feet.

Next, he tried to fly at an altitude of more than 300 zhang, and sure enough, he felt that the air flow there was very unstable, and it was difficult to control his body posture. After hundreds of attempts, he only mastered some rules, but he still didn't fly very smoothly.

It was only at this time that he realized that with his current cultivation, he did not have the ability to fly smoothly in the air. Flying may seem simple, but it's difficult to do.

So, he decisively gave up on further attempts at flying, and began to think about how to transform the butterfly piercing hand into a stick technique.

After thinking for a long time, he fused the practice of wearing the flower hand with some of the techniques in the mixed yuan qi gong, trying to form a coherent set of stick techniques, and tested its feasibility while slowly dancing the flower stick.

Fa impermanence, especially the primary stick method he is now creating, there is no fixed routine, as long as he thinks it is appropriate. After more than an hour of trying, he finally determined the basic routine of the stick method, and immediately cast it, throwing the flower stick whirring.

Because he was too serious and too hard, after several consecutive performances, he was already out of breath and sweating, so he put the flower stick on the ground to rest.

Hongrui sensed his condition and said, "Boy, if you use a stick like this, sooner or later you will exhaust yourself to death!" ”

Xiao Yanzi responded: "Great God, I just created a set of stick methods, why don't you practice them well?" I'm not very proficient yet, so I feel very tired after performing it a few times, but when I become proficient, I may not be tired. ”

"Huh!" Hongrui sneered, "If you keep doing this, you will be tired at any time, and not only will you not be able to destroy the demons, but you will be tired." The key to the use of all kinds of weapons by a warrior is to resist the power with qi, not to ram and brute force. It is common for high-end martial artists to fight for ten days and a half months, if they are all like you, wouldn't they all have to die of exhaustion? ”

Xiao Yanzi used his brain to create a set of stick methods, is on the rise, and thinks he has a plan, at this moment he was splashed with a scoop of cold water on the head of Hongrui, a heart suddenly sank down, frivolous, impetuous, carefully pondered, and thought that Hongrui's words were indeed reasonable. In the future, when facing the big demon, if he blindly rams hard, he will definitely not be able to support it for long.

So, he humbly asked Hongrui for advice on how to resist the power of qi.

Hongrui said: "Boy, I have actually taught you the relevant methods, the problem is that you are not good at thinking and have not been able to draw inferences from each other. All you have to do is see your body and the weapon in your hand as one, and you can apply the breath and luck methods you have already mastered, and you can use it with ease. At that time, the flower stick in your hand feels as light as a feather yourself, while the opponent feels as heavy as a mountain. The blow generated by Gain's rammed sticks is limited to the rammed force you inflict on them, while the sticks powered by qi will have their own aura and cause great pressure on their opponents. ”

"Ah, I see!" Hearing this, Xiao Yanzi smiled and said, "Great God, your words are like an initiation, which makes me suddenly open, I must seriously comprehend it!" ”

With that, he immediately sat down on the grass by the stream, closed his eyes and thought.

He is a former scholar, and after two rounds of marrow and dust, his mind is not stupid, and it is not difficult for him to draw inferences from one another, but the difficult thing is to find the wrong direction. Now, now that Hongrui has shown him the way, the next thing is relatively simple.

After the meal, he suddenly got up and waved his stick again.

After performing it a few times, he felt that the effect of using qi to resist power was still not obvious, so he sat down and thought about it again.

After thinking and rehearsing repeatedly, after a few hours, a relatively ideal effect was finally achieved.

In his excitement, he cast it from the earth to the sky, and from the sky to the earth, and so up and down, so that the birds in the mountains chirped in a hurry, and scattered in all directions.

"Dude, I'm sorry to frighten you!"

Looking at the birds that were far away, Xiao Yanzi couldn't help but feel a little apologetic in his heart.

He kept practicing stick skills, and before he knew it, it was getting dark, and his stomach was rumbling.

Although he has the ability to open valleys, after all, he has not eaten for several months, and he is flying and practicing sticks, so he feels hungry.

He took out some dry and hard food from the lakeside people from the cloth bag, and jumped up and down to pick some wild fruits and eat them, so that he could barely satisfy his hunger.

There were no ready-made houses in the valley, and though there might be some caves, he feared poisonous insects and wild beasts, so he ran to the branch of a towering tree, where he planned to spend the night.

Sitting on the branch, he was still pondering the stick technique, thinking that he should give it a name. So far, he doesn't know much about the exercises, but they all have a name. Now, he has created a stick method by himself, and he should also have a name, and if the name is not right, it will not be good!

This stick method was modified from the hand of the butterfly who wore flowers, so it was decided to call it the flower stick method.

It's a bit of a pity that this stick is too short. If it grows a section, it may look better and be more effective against the enemy.

Just thinking about it, I heard the sound of the flower stick sticking out of the ground, and it was a foot long. When the sticks stretched, they poked the leaves with a rattle.

This sudden change could not help but make him stunned.

Ah, this seemingly ordinary flower stick, it turned out to be a wishful stick, if you want to be short, you can be short, if you want to be long, you can be long! If that's the case, wouldn't it be possible to beat the opponent from afar?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly jumped down from the branch, first holding the flower stick in his hand and measuring it carefully for a while, and then silently reciting the length of the flower stick in his heart, which did not work well at first, and finally found some rules after the tea work, and the flower stick began to become longer and shorter according to his mind, and the longest time reached about five zhang.

After receiving the stick to its original length, he stared at it with joy and said, "Flower stick, flower stick, you will only get longer now, not thicker, which is already magical." If you can get thicker again, it will be more amazing, I don't know if you have such magical powers. ”

When he said this, he sincerely hoped that the flower stick would become thicker with what he said, but he failed to do so, and the flower stick was still as thick as it used to be.

"Alas, forget it, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants. You're good enough, I can't expect you to get coarse any more. ”

Talking to herself, Xiao Yanzi put away the flower stick, ran to the branch again, and closed her eyes to rest.

He thought that early tomorrow morning, he would carry a flower stick in the mountains to look for those fierce beasts, beat ten or eight of them, and take them home to skin and eat meat, and have a good year.

It was already winter, and he was still wearing single clothes, but he didn't feel cold. However, what he pondered was that in such a season, walking in a single coat, others would look a little strange after all, and if the skin of a beast was made into a winter coat and worn on his body, people would not say anything.

It would be even better if he got his mother and sister Xiaohua another animal skin clothes, so that they would not shiver from the cold in winter.

Thinking about it, he fell asleep unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, but he was woken up by the chirping of the birds, and when he opened his eyes, it was already dawn.