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Talking about Weiran, he forgot himself completely, and naturally swayed the five elements of the dragon claw hand.

A claw blasts out, causing various popping sounds such as poof, swish, and so on.

"Five Elements Dragon Claw Hand, can it have such power?" Zhou Dapeng's eyes were straight, and he stretched out his hand to look at it, unable to figure it out.

Especially at a glance, Zhou Dapeng felt that there was a bit of unique charm in the moves. The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth take turns, each with its own distinctive characteristics.

When a trick was played, Zhou Dapeng's hair exploded and stood upright, and he suddenly had an illusion. It seems that the little junior brother's claw comes down, like a small mountain, and it is fascinating.

Mu Xinglong's claw hand, a move collapsed, the fingertips trembled subtly, and a unique amplitude force spread through the air. Zhou Dapeng was shocked, clasped his arms together, only heard a puff, and retreated three steps.

The arms seem to be fine, but in fact, the muscles and bones under the skin are faintly painful. It's an indescribable ruthlessness.

To cultivate skills, you must first practice its potential, and if you get one percent of it, it is the first order, and if you get ten percent, it is complete. Until the fire is perfect, and then go one step further above the potential, you can get the meaning.

The key to the potential is one word "practice". As long as you practice diligently, you will definitely be able to attain the Great Perfection.

The key to meaning is another word, "enlightenment". This requires a momentary inspiration, and it is impossible to tell when it will come, and it is not necessarily related to the level of understanding, and it is difficult to explain the key points.

In short, it is easy to practice, but it is difficult to achieve. This is public opinion. However, once you practice the true meaning, you can greatly improve your strength.

The comprehension of the true meaning of the trick is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say. It's just a coincidence, an opportunity. Maybe it's a whim, maybe it's a blessing.

At the age of talking about the future, once or twice to comprehend the sword intent and fist intent, it is not a coincidence that can be explained, it is bound to be the relationship of understanding.

With Old Ancestor Chen's heart and age, there are not many things that interest him in the sect, and discovering an extremely outstanding disciple is precisely his interest, and it is also the interest of most sect elders.

Most of the Taoist lineages are inherited by outstanding disciples, and even carried forward.

An outstanding disciple is often heartwarming!

In Chen Laozu's eyes, Tan Weiran obviously had this condition that made him feel tempted.

It was also when Tan Weiran's fist intent was being condensed that the horse protector arrived, and manipulated and changed the environment, replacing the desert environment with the deep sea at once.

It was like an ocean emerging from the ground, drowning the two of them in an instant.

In the face of annihilation, no matter how much you forget about things, you have to wake up. Tan Weiran was a spirit, and the fist intent that was originally being deduced was forced to be condensed in advance.

A claw blasted out, exploding a muffled thunder. Tan Weiran raised his eyebrows like a knife, Rao is heart was free, and he couldn't help but be angry: "Bastard!"

If he hadn't been interrupted, he would have had an epiphany at this time, and if he continued to comprehend it, he might not be able to condense seven or eight percent of his fist intent at one time, and it was even possible to recover ten percent of his fist intent in his previous life. And now, it's just a matter of condensing the fist intent into two percent.

The loss is to be interrupted, otherwise it will continue to be condensed, not to mention consummation, it will only be seven or eighty percent. Chen Laozu will treat him as a monster.

"Bastard!"

Chen Laozu was stunned when he saw this, and when he saw that the condensation process of the conversation was interrupted, he was stunned, and scolded bitterly: "Bastard!

I don't know which peak the people acted so recklessly. Chen Laozu was stunned in his heart, speculating that if he hadn't been interrupted, he would have been able to condense his fist intent to talk about how much. Think about the last time, think about this time, and get more and more annoyed.

"If you offend us and see Lifeng, can you have your good fruit to eat? "Ma Protector knows about Yan Bing, so it's not good to hurt people directly, but it's okay for disgusting people to vent their anger by the way. ...,

"The little secret realm cultivation is coming to an end, it's almost time to ask Wang Dinghai and them to do it, so I have to weigh that kid's ability. A Liu Chengfeng is ruthless enough, this kid didn't work before, but he was much more ruthless than Liu Chengfeng. ”

The two of them were adrift on the vast sea, and said smugly: "This time, I'll see how you cultivate! Hey, I should have done this a long time ago." He immediately regretted it.

Old Ancestor Chen's spirit swept over, wanting to see which bastard interrupted the disciple's enlightenment. Hearing these words, he immediately understood, and was furious: "Bastard!"

Rao is Chen Laozu, thinking of the intricacies of the five peaks and six veins of the sect, he couldn't help but sigh helplessly. Once there is an internal problem in any sect, it is never a day or two, but a matter of accumulation.

He sat on the position of sect master at the beginning of that year, and he was not full of ambition and wanted to revitalize the sect wholeheartedly. As a result, when you really sit in that position and really want to do something, you find that it is almost impossible.

There are the first and the disciples below, and the elders and Dharma protectors above. No matter how great his skills are, he can only be gloomy.

The problem of the sect is a mess that cannot be solved, unless someone can cut through the mess quickly. Chen Laozu squinted his eyes and said to himself: "In the final analysis, it is still the same sentence!"

Don't break it, don't stand it!

"Or, activate the cryptovein. Chen Laozu just thought about the hidden vein, and his face changed. After many hidden veins are activated, the first task is to ruthlessly kill everyone in the sect and clean up the original Dao system, which is not broken or established.

"Or, there will be a super strong person who is as unique as Zong Changkong, and he will be able to renew Vientiane under heavy pressure!"

Chen Laozu showed a smile. Perhaps, it's just talking about it!

At a young age, he condensed sword intent and fist intent, and this kind of understanding was very amazing. If you can occupy one of the three of the root, talent and meridians, then it is already worth cultivating as the core of the next generation.

As soon as the thought turned, Chen Laozu snorted coldly, blew a breath on his fingertips, and pointed at the void: "Seal!"

Seeing that the two of them were drifting on the sea, Ma Protector sneered, and secretly admired that he had thought of a good solution. At this time, suddenly an irresistible force came out of the small secret realm.

The Secret Art of the Golden Mansion!

The horse protector was suddenly shocked, his soul was not possessed, and he was helpless at all. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood on his face receded like a tide, leaving him with a pale face.

What was even more shocking was the discovery that his cultivation had been sealed and he had been reduced to an ordinary person.

"As an elder, I don't cherish my juniors, but deliberately harm them. The old man will punish you to be a mortal for a year!"

The horse protector was spinning, and his face was like ashes. Don't say that a year, enjoying the taste of excessive strength, even losing a day is unbearable. Even if you have the heart to plead, you can't do anything. No one would challenge the majesty of an extremely senior ancestor for the sake of a Dharma protector with limited achievements.

Accustomed to wanting to jump away, he found that he fell down hard when he jumped up, and the horse protector's eyes were sluggish and slumped on the ground, thinking of the sad place where he lost his strength, he howled for a while!

At this time, Tan Weiran and Zhou Dapeng were depressed in the sea, scolding repeatedly.

How can people cultivate in the sea? Zhou Dapeng exclaimed angrily: "I really didn't expect to see Lifeng doing this! How can we cultivate now?"

Tan Weiran scolded a few words to discourage, and said disdainfully: "Senior brother, you haven't seen anything worse." If you encounter something similar in the future, you're afraid you're not going to be angry. ”

"Don't worry, I have a way. Tan Weiran smiled and said, "Senior brother, cooperate and hold a large ball of seawater!"

Chen Laozu, who originally wanted to change the environment, heard this, his heart moved, and he was not in a hurry to change for the time being.

Zhou Dapeng didn't understand, concocted it according to the law, poured true qi, and took out a large ball of seawater from the ocean and hung it in the air. ...,

Tan Weiran smiled, crossed his two index fingers together, rubbed them slightly, and suddenly burst out of true qi. The index finger turned frosty white in an instant, and he grabbed one finger and swept the cloud of water, which quickly turned into a large piece of ice.

It is much more convenient to have a large piece of ice to pad the foot.

Chen Laozu couldn't help but smile and said, "Very good at improvisation, not bad." He didn't pay attention, otherwise he would definitely find that Tan Weiran's finger contained a little bit of the qi of the five internal organs of the body, which could only be used after the opening of the Golden Mansion.

As soon as he saw the scene of Wang Dinghai and the other eight people drunk and dreaming of death, Chen Laozu's seven senses were angry: "These disciples are here to enjoy or cultivate!"

Without hesitation, a thought directly swept Wang Dinghai and the eight people into the sea together, and ended up with the same fate as Tan Weiran.

Eight people were enjoying themselves, falling into the boundless ocean for no reason. Chen Laozu secretly changed the weather slightly, and it became colder, and everyone in this falling water was in pain, crying and grabbing the ground.

The eight people tossed back and forth blindly for a long time, and they were soaked and trembling, seeing that the horse protector had never improved, and they talked for a total of half a day, and they didn't come up with a way to talk about it in the end.

Chen Lao Zu was angry, and shook his head: "It's really not as good as the generation!" Can't really let eight people drown, so he had to concoct a few pieces of ice floe and a small island, and prepare some water and food.

Quietly changing the location, Tan Weiran and the two were also near the island, Zhou Dapeng said excitedly: "Boss, there is a small island." ”

Tan Weiran was thoughtful, and looked up at the sky: "Replaced?"

Seeing that the eight people who fell into the water rushed to kill the island, Tan Weiran stomped his feet and jumped dozens of meters high, and found that the island would be able to accommodate eight people, and he couldn't stretch his hands and feet at all, so it was obviously not suitable for cultivation on it. It's not so much an island as a reef.

"To rob or not to rob?" Zhou Dapeng asked.

"There's no need. Tan Weiran shook his head: "Let's get on a piece of ice floe by ourselves!"

Ice floes float almost exclusively around the islands. The eight people on the reef rested for a while, regained their energy, and soon had a playful conversation before the two pointed fingers.

"To be a man is to be down-to-earth, you see, some people are not motivated at all. ”

"How can you say that, people are self-aware, and they don't dare to humiliate themselves!"

Wang Dinghai stood on the highest reef and exaggeratedly, "No, people are going to participate in the sect competition...... Master!" The word "master" is extraordinarily elongated, and anyone can hear the mockery.

"Nonsense. Ning Xinyuan said contemptuously: "How tall can it be." Not as tall as me, but one short. ”

"Speaking of scattered skills, that's the real master!"

As soon as these words came out, he immediately angered Zhou Dapeng, urged the ice floes to kill him, and said angrily: "If you talk nonsense again, I'm welcome!"