Chapter 194: The Nine Thunder Falling Technique Can't withstand the temptation
After chattering for a while, the carefree girl on the side had long since fallen asleep, Duan De got up to help her measure her spirit, unfortunately there was no spiritual root, but maybe it was lucky.
Meng Huangyi is also a fire spirit root, it seems that it is all inherited from the ancestor of the Meng family, although Duan De will stay here for a while, he doesn't want to get too involved in Wei'er's life.
People who are not in the world can't fulfill her dreams after all, and his arrival has changed the trajectory of her life to a great extent.
Wei'er slept beautifully, and woke up to find herself already in her own bed at home, holding a beautiful necklace in her hand, and a small and delicate jade bottle.
opened it and poured out three small fragrant balls the size of soybeans, picked up the paper that was originally pressed under the jade bottle, and there was a stunned message on it;
The necklace can be taken off if you take it on defense, you and Aunt Kuang have one pill, pay attention to go to the beach to eat, leave one at your disposal, I will not leave for the time being, if you have something, go to the national teacher to find me.
This elixir was left by Duan De to his father, but unfortunately Duan Tuzi was not blessed, and last time he used some in another mortal realm that had some connections with him, there were only three left.
Meng Huang taught him to practice qigong, although the aura is thin, but if you don't want to follow yourself, it is not a problem to prolong your life.
Duan De, the royal family of Zhang Wuguo, also had the past, and gave them a few magic weapons that were casually refined, which were enough for them to use as the divine soldiers of the Zhenguo, and Han Guang also got a sword that was as sharp as clay, and he was overjoyed.
Duan De will no longer participate in the affairs of the mortal realm, and he has clearly explained to the lord of Zhang Wu that this emperor is still a Ming monarch, and he has not acted immeasurably.
Duan De not to mention that he expanded the country by more than half, and he was still sitting in the mountain behind the royal family, how could he get another inch?
Duan Deqing was idle and arranged a spirit gathering array on the mountain behind Meng Huangyi's house, so that Meng Butong could lay the foundation for the little guy, and at the same time, it was also convenient for Meng Huangyi to cultivate.
At the peak of Jindan, he no longer needs too much aura, he just needs to realize the Tao with peace of mind, it is estimated that it is unlikely to advance to Yuanying here, and the aura of the entire continent may not be able to satisfy his advancement.
Therefore, while Duan De was teaching Xiao Butong knowledge with his heart and guiding him to cultivate, he had been studying the "Nine Thunder Falling Heaven Technique".
The essence of seizing heaven and earth to strengthen one's body, and taking the spirit of the four seas to increase one's soul, the focus is on the first two words 'seizing' and 'shooting', the composition of heaven and earth in the past is completely different from the present.
This essence of heaven and earth is not only the essence of heaven and earth that exists in heaven and earth like aura, but the essence of all spirits is the focus of this work.
Although he still doesn't know much about it, Duan De can imagine that this skill can only be classified as a line of magic skills, and the 'shooting' is more direct, and it is simply to use himself as a soul banner to refine, and this exercise is the same as the attribute of the pig killing knife?
There is no shadow of the righteous path exercises in the bloodsucking soul, that era may work, if this era continues like this, the monk of the Demon Guardian Dao, one person will be able to drown him with a mouthful of foam, and before he started to cultivate, Duan De's heart has already begun to feel a little disgusted.
In the later stage, even the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth can be absorbed into the body and turned into nutrients, that is to say, this exercise is to continuously strengthen the physical soul, and the supernatural power is self-generated, and with his current physical strength, he can reach the level of cultivating this skill.
Naturally, this thing can't be handed over to Xiao Butong to practice, and at the same time, Meng Huangyi also destroyed most of the exercises, he was afraid that this exercise method would cause uncontrollable consequences after people got it.
Duan De has always been with him, after all, although there are less than two hundred characters on it, a single character can represent quite a lot of meaning.
Meng Huangyi's understanding of the ancient characters of the sages is far better than that of Duan De, but he doesn't know how to cultivate, and the two of them can complement each other by participating in research together.
Duan De's pig-killing knife entered his physical practice route, and some of the talents of the pig-killing knife were not reflected in him, which was also a doubt he had for a long time.
According to Lao Dao, this exercise is also an ancient exercise, and it seems that it is indeed true, maybe what he practiced is an improved version of the middle and late ancient periods.
And "Nine Thunder Falling Heaven" is an early version, and the route of this exercise is far inferior to the miscellaneous ones that I practiced, just running on several main meridians, twelve canons, and eight meridians, not so fine.
But the rough and simple route of luck made Duan De deeply fascinated, which itself contained a wonderful Tao rhyme, and as Duan De became fascinated, his exercises began to change by themselves, trying to run according to his feelings.
Meng Huang, who was sitting on the side and studying the exercises, didn't feel it at first, but just caught a glimpse of Duan De being a little distracted, and his face was a little painful, so he didn't care.
The originally clear sky above the ancestral house of the Meng family gradually began to gather clouds, becoming more and more intense, and the two palace maids who looked at Meng Butong's cultivation in Houshan watched the sky slowly darken with some inexplicability.
The mountain breeze slowly began to get bigger, from flying flowers and leaves to flying sand and stones, but a stick of incense, the second girl who noticed that something was wrong hurriedly hugged Xiao Butong and ran into the room.
Xiao Butong looked out in amazement, the darkness that could barely reach his fingers, and the surroundings that were blown by the wind and ping-pong everywhere, curious.
"Auntie, is this a monster doing it?"
The palace maid was also frightened and said: "Little boy, no, your master is here!"
As soon as Meng Huang noticed that the sky was getting darker, he pinched his fingers and didn't figure out the reason, and suddenly caught a glimpse of his pores that began to bleed, and the trend was getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
Turning his head, he saw Duan De's face with pain but an excited expression that could not be concealed, so he didn't know what was going on?
"Immortal Duan, stop quickly!"
Duan De didn't react or say anything, and the light objects around him began to fly towards him, sticking to him, and some kind of paper and the like changed into powder and disappeared as soon as it hit him.
Meng Huang saw that he had become a bloody man, and the blood was sucked into Duan De's body, how dare he be crooked, he turned around and snatched the door, unable to see in the dark.
But with the familiarity of his life for decades, he still quickly touched the room where his great-grandson was, and as soon as he left Duan De, the strange suction force slowly decreased.
But Meng Huangyi's heart didn't let go at all, if Duan De didn't wake up and stopped by himself, I'm afraid that this continent would have to be refined and cleaned for him.
The palace maid in the room heard Meng Huangyi shouting, opened the door and saw his appearance, and almost fainted with fright, but he and the other maid were also scared enough, Meng Huang knew that it was not the time to explain.
"Quickly follow me to discredit and leave this place, and you will be like this in a few moments, and don't even think about running when the time comes."
quickly stepped forward to take the little pass, stuffed it into his clothes, and comforted him softly.