Updated: 2013-06-27

The cultivation of the Spiritual Palm can be divided into three stages, the first stage is the spirit, the second stage is the illusion, the third stage is the force, and the three stages are practiced.

"The phantom palm, with the power of the palm wind, controls the enemy invisibly. ”

Xun Qiu once again looked at the cultivation essentials of the Spiritual Palm, and then came to the front of the pile, ready to practice the operation, during this period of time, with his extraordinary comprehension ability, he has a good understanding of this Spiritual Palm.

"Smack. ”

Xun Qiu suddenly made a move, trying his best to urge his hands to speed up the speed of waving his palms, only to see that his palms suddenly turned into several phantoms, and slapped away at the top of the machine pile.

But at the moment when he was about to hit the stake, the phantom of the Dao Dao driven by his palm suddenly dissipated, and the two palms smashed on the surface of the stake sonorously, leaving two shallow palm prints.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Xun Qiu muttered in confusion, and focused on the change of the palm shadow before the palm fell, this time the shadow did not dissipate, but the palm strength that fell on the stake was not painful.

At this moment, Xun Qiu couldn't help but be stunned, and then said with an extremely wonderful smile.

"It's worthy of the martial arts that has always been able to stump many heroes in the martial arts hall, which is indeed a bit interesting. ”

Knowing the many essentials of the Psychic Palm by heart, Xun Qiu then tried several times again and again, but found that his cultivation of this martial art had fallen into a wonderful circle.

Illusion and power don't seem to be able to have both.,When you use your palm to create a phantom.,The strength of the palm will be attenuated.,And when you pay attention to improving the palm power.,The attack line will be exposed.,So you can't have both.,The cultivation of martial arts is a bottleneck.。

Just when Xun Qiu was alone in the practice room and meditating, in the library with the same practice room only next to a wall, another young figure broke in.

The old man, who had previously dissuaded Xun Qiu from giving up, was sitting quietly on a chair, and the quiet environment was interrupted by a rush of footsteps.

The corners of the old man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he raised his head and glanced at him suspiciously, before he was about to say something but was interrupted by the comer.

The wind was on tiptoe, and it instantly floated from the entrance of the second-floor pavilion. Today, the girl who changed into a white disciple costume is less coquettish, but she is more heroic.

"Grandpa Mo, hurry up. ”

Feng Ayaluo didn't care about dealing with the old man's cultivation, went up and grabbed his hand, and said before the other party had time to speak.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "Great Ancestor, what's wrong?!"

The Great Ancestor is the joking name of some of the older generations of the martial arts hall for Feng Ayaluo, don't look at the eldest lady as the chief of the martial arts hall, in front of many disciples, but looking in front of these older generations can reflect her girlish temperament, and the older generation who are not less bullied by her have to call her so.

The corners of Feng Ayaluo's mouth were a little displeased, and then she crossed her hands on her hips, half-leaned down and glared at the old man: "Who is the old man's name!"

The old man smiled, then glanced outside the pavilion, and said in surprise: "Little Ancestor didn't come with you this time?" Speaking of this, the old man's eyes were a little happy.

"No, Xin'er and Fengju went to Fangyuan City. Kaze's head shook like a rattle, and her hair was beating happily on the ground.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and his expression was like escaping death, and he looked a little big: "Is Xin'er so terrible?"

Waving his hand again and again, the old man obviously didn't want to mention the experience that life was worse than death, every time the little girl came to visit, she would turn over all the books she could touch, of course, this was still when she was in a good mood. In case the little ancestor sulks one day, he will directly push down the bookshelf as a domino, don't look at her now that she is only ten years old, but when she provokes evil, she has a lot of strength.

Since the little ancestor didn't come, the big ancestor in front of him was relatively easy to deal with alone, the old man got up from his seat, pretended to be yin and yang, and said, "What's the matter, hurry up and leave after speaking." ”

"You ......" Feng Ayaluo saw it in her heart, glanced at him angrily, and then said, "I'll take a look at the Phantom Palm." ”

"Hey, I'm looking for it anyway today. The old man said in a low voice, then turned his head, and swept around the wind with some contempt, if his eyes were on a young man, he would definitely be an extremely obscene existence.

"You've tried, it's not that you haven't succeeded, why are you always reluctant to let go, young people don't be too persistent. As the saying goes, cultivation is the most important thing to cultivate the mind, and the way to cultivate the mind is even more ......" The old man shook his head and said, like a monk reciting scriptures, or a private school teacher chanting it.

Feng Ayaluo's eyelids rolled, and her head grew in an instant: "Come on, you stop here, don't read any further, Miss Ben's head is about to explode, you have said this set of rhetoric no less than a hundred times, and I am tired of listening to what you say if you don't bother me." ”

"A hundred times? No! Ninety times at most. The old man pinched his fingers and calculated, and then asked himself.

Seeing that he deliberately made fun of himself, Feng Ayaluo's heart became angry, but she still suppressed her anger, bit her silver teeth and asked, "Just one sentence, do you give it or not?"

Hearing her say this, the old man shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then slapped his butt on the chair, and said lazily: "It is your right to choose martial arts, the old man has no right to interfere, if you don't want to listen, then take it." After saying that, he closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were secretly hooked.

"That's pretty much it. Kaze Ayaluo snorted coldly, turned around and went straight to the back bookshelf.

"Alas, the children have grown up and are disobedient. ”

"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you......" Lao Ran lay on the chair and didn't stop, sighed vigorously, listened to Feng Ayaluo blocked his ears with his hands in disgust, and quickly ran to the back bookshelf, looking for the martial arts he needed.

Before half the ring, the old man's ears moved, and even a shocking sound of stomping came from the pavilion, and then the girl slapped her palm on the table in front of the old man, and the teacups on the table jumped with it.

"Where did the Phantom Palm go, did you hide it?" asked Feng Ayaluo angrily, and only then ran to the bookshelf where the Phantom Palm was placed, only to find that the martial art had been taken away by someone else.

The old man knew that she would ask this, and he hurriedly protected himself: "It's not me, a disciple came early this morning, and if he had to practice that martial art, I let him take it, and it's been almost five hours now." ”

The old man nodded, and said to himself, "Well, it's been so long, presumably that kid should have practiced." The old man's words, with that wonderful expression, made people want to go up and lift him from their chairs.

Feng Ayaluo clenched her small fists, tried her best to resist the urge to step forward and pull the old guy up from the chair, and patiently asked, "Which disciple is it, tell me the name." ”

"What's the matter, you want to get revenge?!" the old man glared.

Feng Ayaluo is really a little crazy at this moment, this old man always says that she and Xin'er bullied her, who is bullying whom.

Seeing that the eldest lady was very anxious, the old man didn't have the heart to make fun of this junior again, and his shriveled mouth grinned, revealing a sparse mouthful of teeth: "The record book is registered as Xun Qiu, but I haven't seen it before, it should be a new disciple who came recently." ”

The old man said to himself while digging through the materials on the table.

"By the way, Great Ancestor, do you know this disciple?" After thinking for a long time, the old man raised his head and spoke to Feng Ayaluo, but found that the girl had long since disappeared.

"Alas!"

The old man closed the record book in his hand and sighed helplessly: "The children nowadays are really getting more and more rude, and they don't say hello when they leave." ”

The Library Pavilion fell silent again......

I ran out early in the morning to cultivate, and I haven't bothered to eat breakfast yet.

The Spirit Illusion Palm, created by Yun Ling, the fourth-generation head of the Giant Seal Martial Arts Pavilion, is extremely mysterious in itself, and the difficulty of cultivation is naturally very high. The reason why he was called the most difficult martial art to cultivate in the second-story library pavilion by the old man guarding the pavilion was indeed not without reason.

However, after this morning of cultivation, Xun Qiu has gradually understood the characteristics of this martial art.

In order to make this Psychic Palm play a practical role, it is necessary to solve the problem of speed and strength, but this is obviously not something that can be solved in a while, because he has tried many methods repeatedly during this time and still has not found a way to solve the problem.

After practicing for a while, his stomach began to rumble in protest, Xun Qiu packed up his things and opened the door of the secret room, but he was surprised to find that the dense flow of people in the practice room was much less, he casually pulled someone over, and found that it was already noon.

"Let's go find something to eat first, and if you're full, you might be able to think of a solution. ”

Packed up the leather scroll of the Illusory Palm, Xun Qiu walked down the stairs of the practice room, he needed to go to the Human Pavilion first, put the leather scroll of the Spiritual Palm, and then go to the cafeteria to eat, these precious martial arts and martial arts halls have always cherished very much, and there is no room for loss.

"Ahh

As he walked forward, Xun Qiu couldn't help sneezing, he subconsciously touched his head, and for a moment his heart was beating drums, as if he was being targeted by some evil ghost.

"Hehe, it can't be a big beauty who misses me, right?"

Xun Qiu laughed at himself, then shook his head and smiled, and didn't think about anything more......

After leaving the library on the second floor, she rushed all the way, Feng Ayaluo started with all her strength, and once her footwork was used, she was much faster than ordinary cultivators, and in just half a pillar of incense, the courtyard of the Human Pavilion had already appeared in front of the girl's eyes.

"Xunqiu, you damn bastard, it seems that you really plan to get along with me, and even so, Miss Ben doesn't have to talk to you bastard anymore!"

Feng Ayaluo's silver teeth clenched, and he didn't know that he had scolded Xun Qiu thousands and hundreds of times, all the disciples in the martial arts hall understood the difficulty of the cultivation of this spiritual palm, and only he had tried to cultivate, and now this kid just arrived in the martial arts hall a few days ago to grab the martial arts that he was optimistic about, isn't it obvious that he can't get along with himself?

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