After two months of penance, her Thousand Illusion Palms have indeed become more perfect, and in an instant, she can shoot twenty or thirty palms.

It's a pity that the power is still a little unsatisfactory, she always feels that something is missing?

What was the difference? She didn't know, it was a gut feeling.

She felt that if she figured it out, then her Thousand Illusion Palm would be the real Thousand Illusion Palm.

The current Thousand Illusion Palms are just in name.

Her "Nine Changes of Spirit Snake" has already cultivated to the third layer.

She can't find the missing part in the back.

During this time, she got up early every day to run, just practicing her body while thinking about how to increase her speed.

Let her body speed go further.

I don't know if it's because the opportunity hasn't arrived or what, her body is still stuck in place and has not improved.

Although the speed is a little faster because of the improvement of cultivation, the realm has not changed.

In addition to his palms and body techniques, Zishu also spent a lot of time pondering new sword moves.

There is still no progress.

Alas, it's a little sad!

The mountain road that had just rained a little was a little waterlogged and slippery, and Zishu's mind was still immersed in the thoughts of the new knife technique.

This morning, when she practiced the knife, she had a new feeling.

It's just that it felt so fast, so fast that she didn't even catch it, and it was gone.

Thinking too much, she didn't notice her feet for a while, stepped on a piece of grass, slipped under her feet, and almost fell.

I saw that her body twisted and slid out several meters away before she stabilized her body.

The wind with a bit of moisture blows through the cheeks, and it is exceptionally cool.

Tick.

A drop of water, dripping from the leaves overhead, landed on her hair.

Zishu raised his hand and touched it, and suddenly the raindrops dispersed and wiped wet in the palm of his hand.

The rocks underfoot, some of which are pitted, seem to have been knocked out by raindrops.

Zishu's gaze, looking at these small pits, was a little distracted.

Tick-tock, another drop of rain, from the tree, dripping into a small pit, and splashing small patches of water.

The water is soft, and it can drip or pierce stones.

Concentrate on one point, and the power will be stronger.

She realized, flipped her right hand, and the candle dragon war knife appeared in her hand.

The war knife in her hand was quickly swung out, only to see the shadow of the knife shaking, and in a moment, she slashed eight knives towards the same place.

In the end, these eight knives converged into a knife shadow, and when they brushed, the knife shadow fell, and a bluestone more than three meters high in front of it slammed and split into two halves.

The rubble that broke in half and fell to the ground and shattered into countless pieces.

The shadow of the knife slashed through the bluestone, leaving a deep knife mark on the ground before disappearing.

The power of this knife is the convergence of the eight knives and burst out.

"This move, let's call it Jinghong, the floating shadow is weird and changeable, and the Jinghong is explosive. ”

"My second knife technique is called Jinghong. ”

After two months of penance and no progress in the knife technique, she didn't expect an unintentional touch, but she created a second move.

Maybe it's not unintentional, it should be the accumulation of this time, which exploded under the touch of this moment, and then there was the birth of Jinghong.

Zishu turned his hand and put the candle dragon battle knife into the space, his eyebrows stretched, and he walked towards the moat under the mountain in a good mood.

Outside the tribe, by the moat.

The black panther, the big black, the second black, and the little wolf ran out of the dense forest one after another.

Above the little wolf's head, there was also a little black bird, needless to say, this was chirping.

When they reached the moat, the panther placed a black animal skin bag in his mouth on the ground.

Whoosh

A red light, a colorful light, a peach-colored light, and the last one was a green light, Xiao Jing, Ah Luo, Xiao Meng, and Aoyagi flew down from Da Hei and Er Hei respectively.

Planted himself by the moat.

The little wattle turns into a small, ordinary green thorn, mixed with the dreamy fairy bush, which is easy to ignore.

Aoyagi followed Xiaojing's side and planted himself honestly.

Ah Luo took root, quickly separated a vine, and pulled the black bag that the panther had placed on the ground.

Bang la blah

A pile of beast cores poured out of the leather bag.

The vines of the colorful flowers are very skillful in pulling these fierce beast cores to the edge of its root system.

After the panther put down the leather bag, he flicked his tail and walked towards the tribe gate with the big black, the second black, and the little wolf.

Not long after, a group of warriors who had gone out hunting came out of the dense forest.

They were a group of twenty people, and when they returned, they brought back ten ordinary wild sheep.

When they returned, they did not immediately return to the tribe, but came to the colorful flowers.

One of the warriors came over, stopped five or six meters away from Ah Luo, and shouted, "Ah Luo, we have brought ten prey back today. ”

As his words fell, Ah Luo's vines stretched out, pulled out five primary beast cores, and pushed them towards them.

Then, the vine lifted up and pointed to the right side.

"Haha, put these prey over there, you know. ”

The warrior bent down and picked up the five beast cores on the ground, wiped them, and carefully put them into his arms.

Then he waved to the warriors behind him, carried the wild sheep, walked along the moat, and when he saw a place where there was no blood on the ground, he placed the wild sheep three or four meters away from the flowers.

As soon as they put the wild sheep down and retreated, countless vines plunged into the bodies of these wild sheep.

It didn't take long for the wild sheep to dry up, and the vines of the Dream Fairy Rose were withdrawn, and the warriors quickly stepped forward and carried the blood-sucked wild sheep away and returned to the tribe.

Not long after they returned, several teams of warriors came out of the dense forest one after another.

Except for the exception, they all used the blood of these prey to go to Ah Luo to exchange the fierce beast core, and then carried the prey back to the tribe.

When it was almost dark, more than a dozen warriors also carried the fierce beast to Ah Luo's face.

What they brought back was all fierce beast-level prey, and the leading warrior saw that Ah Luo only pulled eight fierce beast cores.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "Ah Luo, what we brought back are all primary beasts, not beasts. ”

His words fell, and Ah Luo pulled the beast core out for another eight moments.

Then, he pointed in the direction to the right.

The leading warrior saw that this time, the number of ferocious beast cores was right, so he bent down and picked up the fierce beast cores on the ground, beckoned the warriors behind him, and carried the prey to feed the flowers.

Zishu is a little wolf they met at the foot of the mountain, and as soon as Chirp saw Zishu, he abandoned the little wolf and flew to Zishu's shoulder with his wings.

"Chirp~"

"Go back, and I'll go down and gather the willows. ”

Zishu waved his hand at the panther.