"If you enter the psychic, you can be psychic, and with every gesture, there is the power of nature, which can break the flow of water and break the boulder. ”

Yang Shaotian is not very clear about what kind of power the psychic realm has at this moment, although it is recorded in the Taichu Dao Recipe, but it is still difficult to truly understand the power of psychic without feeling it personally.

He decided to go out and experience the power of channeling for himself.

It was lunch break now, so Yang Shaotian didn't meet anyone along the way, because most of the team was on their way to the cafeteria.

Tian said in his knowledge of the sea, "You go find a place with trees and water." ”

Yang Shaotian thought for a moment, and then remembered that he had indeed passed by such a place a few days ago, so he went to that place according to his memory.

Soon, he came to a pond, there was a small forest on the edge of the pond, if it weren't for Yang Shaotian's boring and houndant wandering, ordinary people really couldn't find such a place.

"Alright, now you use your fingering to match the true element in your body to paddle this pond. ”

Yang Shaotian didn't ask why, but he knew that Tian must be a person from the past, and he must be helping him realize how powerful the psychic power is, so he put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, made a sword finger, and then stroked towards the pond, in an instant, the pond was under Yang Shaotian's finger, the water was divided into two, and it could not be combined, the whole process lasted about ten minutes, and the broken water flowed back together.

He couldn't help but be amazed at this power, in the conventional perception of water, water, which could flow anywhere unless it was separated by a solid one, but now he had just used his psychic power to draw a finger in the air, and the water in the pond was separated out of thin air, and it had not been closed again for ten minutes.

Tian was surprised and said, "Is this a big fuss? That is, your current level is not enough, and after you have 100% comprehension of the Taichu Dao Technique and the Great Perfection of Psychics, you can just stroke a finger, and the water of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River will not be able to meet for three months." ”

Yang Shaotian now understands why the psychic power can break the flow of water and break the boulder, although he has not broken the stone yet, he knows very well that this is definitely not the deceptive trick of breaking the boulder on the street, but can really break the rock with strength.

Tian asked Yang Shaotian to stand in the woods, attracting the true yuan in the body, only to see that the leaves on the tree seemed to be attracted by something, large pieces fell from the tree, and then hung in the air, to be exact, hanging in Yang Shaotian's body, and then Yang Shaotian made a fierce force, drinking the true yuan in the body to do the outward release, and those leaves were like rainstorm pear blossoms, like sharp arrows.

Yang Shaotian sighed, "The power of psychic is really not comparable to the foundation building, if I don't break through to psychic, I'm afraid I will really be killed by the head of the Hou family with such power." ”

Tian said nonchalantly, "They are martial artists, and they don't have such skills, that is, their physical strength is similar to that of the psychic realm, but even so, if you suppress ten guises, the absolute crushing of your strength will make your skills unleashable." ”

Yang Shaotian also agreed with such a statement, although these skills seem cool and powerful, but if the opponent is really strong to the extreme, the Gang Qi released by himself can carry his own attack, and if the speed and strength crush him, I am afraid that he will be killed in seconds without even having the opportunity to release the skill.

But now Yang Shaotian is not afraid, because according to the classification, a martial artist at the peak of the tenth level can only be compared with the first entry into the spiritual sea, not to mention that he is not an ordinary psychic, he is a psychic monk with the comprehension of the Taichu Dao Technique, and the first entry into the psychic can be compared to the martial artist who has just entered the eighth level, then he is confident that after he has 100% understanding, the psychic small achievement can beat the peak of the tenth level or the person who has just entered the spiritual sea.

Yang Shaotian now completely comprehended the power of psychics, so he planned to return to the grove where he had cultivated before and continue to hone his strength and the degree of compatibility of psychics, but he didn't know that everything he did here was seen by one person.

Mo Lao.

After all, Mo Lao was asked to protect Yang Shaotian, although he would not usually appear by Yang Shaotian's side, but he would still pay attention from afar, and it was the same when Yang Shaotian and He Jiazheng competed before, but at that time, Yang Shaotian easily defeated He Jiazheng with only three strengths, so Mo Lao did not pay special attention to these, what he wanted to pay attention to was that Yang Shaotian was not worried about his life.

But today is different, how long has it been, Yang Shaotian has gone from a kid who is only five or six levels to a seventh-level peak and even a first-level eighth level of strength, and he has unique skills, not like a regular martial artist. Even a well-informed person like Mo Lao was shocked, because Yang Shaotian had achieved many things that martial artists had been difficult to do for decades in the past few days.

You must know that martial artists also have bottlenecks, although they are not as terrifying as monks, but once they fail to break through, they will be injured at least and they will no longer be able to practice martial arts, so many martial artists must make a lot of preparations in advance in order to break through safely, which also causes the cultivation of martial artists to take time and money.

Mo Lao was in the distance, looking at the pond that had returned to calm, and thought to himself, this kind of power is not something that a martial artist can do, it is more like the ability of those secret sects, could it be that Yang Shaotian is actually a disciple of a certain secret sect?

Looking at the distant back, Mo Lao stroked his white beard, and said with a slight smile, "Young hero." And then it disappeared like the wind.

After practicing in the grove for a long time, Yang Shaotian was finally able to completely combine his own strength with the cultivation of the psychic realm, although the process was also very difficult, but for him, he was already very lucky to be able to achieve his goal before tomorrow's competition.

Yang Shaotian looked at the sweat-soaked clothes on his body and decided to go back to take a shower quickly, but because it was too hot, Yang Shaotian took off his clothes on the spot, shirtless, and decided to rest for a while before going back.

At this moment, the mobile phone in Yang Shaotian's pants pocket rang.