Seeing that Lao Wang seemed to be in a good mood now, Jiang Fang seized the time to fight for benefits: "Lao Wang, fifteen empty mountain tobacco leaves for a garbage magic weapon, this transaction is a bit of a loss! Why don't you add something more?"

"And what more do you want?"

Jiang Fang pondered for a while, with Lao Wang's iron rooster character, there is a chance that he will not succeed in asking Lao Wang for magic weapons, and if he doesn't get it, he will lose his good impression in Lao Wang's heart, but Lao Wang is poor, and there are no good things on his body except magic weapons, huh?

"Lao Wang, how about teaching me some more Taoism?"

"Daofa?" Lao Wang frowned slightly: "Don't teach!"

"Why?" Jiang Fang couldn't sit still, Lao Wang was rushing to teach him that day, how could he change his mind now?

"We live under the same roof more or less, and we are so speculative with each other, why don't you want to teach me the Tao? "Jiang Fang does not give up.

"You are too floating, you can't hold your breath, and teaching you is a waste of words. Besides, didn't I teach you some methods of meditation and qi training before?"

How to meditate and practice qi?

Lao Wang didn't say that it was okay, but when he said Jiang Fang, he was a little annoyed.

What else can I do besides practicing qi and meditating, what I want is a spell and a Dao method!

After being entangled by the yellow skin during the day, what Jiang Fang wants now is not enough qi and blood, but real combat skills that can play a role in the face of danger.

"I haven't eaten yet. Lao Wang wiped his mouth and handed the porcelain bowl to Jiang Fang: "You are close to the pot, add me a bowl of porridge." ”

"Do you still want to eat porridge because you don't want to eat porridge?" Jiang Fang put on a face: "Tell you, there is no porridge, and there is no tobacco leaves!"

Pretending to wave his sleeves,

Lao Wang's eyes were quick, and he grabbed him: "It's a good chat, why do you just say let's go?" Don't you just want me to teach you a little trick, it's simple!" Stretched out his hand and compared five fingers: "Let's take five more empty mountain tobacco leaves, and change one to lead the mine or make the fire." ”

Mine or fire?

It's thundering, and this skill sounds awesome.

Jiang Fang "turned anger into joy", and hurriedly made a bowl of rice porridge for Lao Wang, and asked Lao Wang to explain the advantages and disadvantages of the two skills.

Drinking rice porridge, Lao Wang told the story,

Guiding lightning and taking fire are one of the two major attack skills that a practitioner must know.

Guiding thunder, pointing to the sky when casting spells, taking the caster's own mind as a guide, stimulating the nine heavens of thunder and falling, according to the cultivator's cultivation for the level of different powers, the cultivators in the early stage of refining qi can trigger a single thunder, and the cultivators in the early stage of foundation building can trigger a group of thunder, as for the foundation building, those cultivators who are superb in cultivation, they have reached the realm of doing whatever they want, and they can swing the heavenly thunder with a gesture, and they can even transform the thunder and lightning into various patterns.

Taking fire, casting preparation is similar to guiding mines, the difference is that it is a group attack skill,

A large area of flames erupted, incinerating all enemies within the caster's cast range, which was the strongest killing move that a junior monk could use.

But it has certain limitations,

To take fire and take fire, if you want to take fire, the caster must have "raw materials" around him that match the attributes of fire, which can be open flames, fire-based magic weapons, or even anger in the practitioner's heart.

Similar to channeling thunder, as the cultivator's realm improves, the range of fire casting gradually increases, and it can be cast without the help of materials in the later stage.

"Both of these require a long period of practice. Only by striving for perfection can we exert our true power. Lao Wang put down the dishes and chopsticks: "Which one do you want to choose?"

Jiang Fang wanted to say that I want it, but seeing Lao Wang's serious face, he swallowed this sentence stiffly,

After thinking about it, I chose to guide the mine.

After all, most of the time is near the yamen, there is a city god temple and the government officials are in the town, it is difficult to encounter a large-scale enemy,

What's more, making fire requires the help of foreign objects, and in the absence of other means of self-protection, if there are no fire attribute items nearby, wouldn't it become pork on the board?

"I learn to lead mines. Jiang Fang smiled and said, "I want to master the thunder and lightning!"

"Now that the decision has been made, the old man will teach you the art of guiding thunder. Let's say it first, the old man only gives you three sticks of incense time, if you don't have enough understanding and can't remember what you have learned within the time of three sticks of incense, the old man doesn't bother to repeat. Lao Wang flicked the rice grains that fell on his shirt, and walked out of the door with his hands: "Look at it, the old man will make a sample first." ”

"Good. ”

Jiang Fang put away his cynicism and stood honestly under the eaves.

After a while, there was a light blue light visible to the naked eye from Lao Wang's chest and abdomen into his fingertips, and after a short period of stagnation, the dark clouds in the night sky gathered and thunder gradually rose.

"Thunder!"

Lao Wang snorted lightly, and his raised hand fell like a sword, pointing at the dead tree in the courtyard,

At the same time, thunder came from afar, and with a "click", the dead tree that needed to be hugged by two people was cut in two!

"it!"

Jiang Fang looked stupid.

Although I have seen all kinds of miracles of cultivators in the novel, the novel is a novel after all, and even if it is made into a TV series, it cannot directly hit people's hearts because of the lack of special effects.

Now that I am immersed in the scene and witness it with my own eyes, it is really my heart swaying.

"No matter. Jiang Fang clenched his fists: "No matter how hard it is, I have to learn this thing." ”

Strode up to Lao Wang: "I'm ready." ”

......

Cultivating immortals is practice, and practicing is cultivating the mind.

Cultivating the mind pays attention to understanding and talent, some people seem to be stupid, but they are the only geniuses in the sky, he can master the skills that others have practiced in a month, and he can master the stunts that others have taken a year to get started.

Such a person,

In other novels, it's often the protagonist,

And Jiang Fang is the protagonist of this book! He is the legendary cultivation genius!

Under the teachings of Lao Wang's "tireless", it took less than two incense sticks to master the basic principles of lightning channeling.

"Looks like you're not as wasted as the old man thought. Lao Wang yawned: "It just so happens that the old man also said that he is tired, you should practice by yourself first." ”

Give up the performance stage to Jiang Fang.

"Look at it. ”

Jiang Fang walked to the position where Lao Wang was before, and silently recited the wind and thunder chapter of "Yi Dao": "With my thoughts, lead the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder...", pointing to the sky with one hand, only to feel the breath in his body steaming, and the end of his fingers was faintly hot: "Thunder comes!"

There was no sound, not to mention lightning and thunder, and there was not even a sign of changing the sky.

"What's going on? Could it be that I did something wrong?" Jiang Fang was puzzled, and when he saw Lao Wang sitting in a rocking chair next to him, he couldn't help but say, "Don't sleep, Lao Wang, give me some advice!"

"Say you're floating, you're not convinced. Lao Wang's strange eyes rolled: "The old man is one-handed, that's because the old man is already proficient, you are a kid who has just started, and you haven't even understood how to meditate and practice qi, even if you use it with both hands, it may not be able to trigger the thunder, where does the confidence come from with one hand?"

I see.

Jiang Fang suddenly realized, quickly gathered his mind, and put his hands together.

This time, the breath fluctuations in the body were even more violent, and the heat at the finger ends was much greater than just now, but unfortunately there was still no success in guiding the thunder.

"You have a good talent, and you are said to be a good material for cultivation, but it's a pity that you have an impetuous personality and can't work steadily. Lao Wang hit the nail on the head and pointed out the reason for Jiang Fang's failure: "The meditation and qi practice that I taught you before can not only polish your skin and bones, but also accumulate the Taoist breath necessary for casting spells." Now that you haven't started practicing qi, your breath is obviously insufficient, and your fingertips can't resonate with heaven and earth, so naturally you can't trigger lightning strikes. ”

"I see. Jiang Fang gritted his teeth: "Just like a martial arts novel, no matter how awesome the tricks are, they also need to be attracted by internal force, and if the internal force is insufficient, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending have to become the king eight fists." ”

"What's the mess?" the old man frowned slightly, got up and walked towards the bedroom: "I told you everything that should be said, and it depends on you whether you can practice it or not." The old man was sleepy, so he went back to sleep first. ”

As he spoke, he quickly disappeared at the end of the hallway.

"Qi training has not yet started, the breath is obviously insufficient, and the fingertips cannot resonate with heaven and earth. ”

Jiang Fang recalled Lao Wang's words and walked under the dead tree by himself.

Things are man-made, in the previous life, because I didn't work hard enough, I was snubbed everywhere,

Since you have come here, you have to prove that you are not a waste with practical actions, and go all out! Brother is out, practice all night tonight!

Sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and recuperating, waiting for his mind to be stable, silently reciting the Taoist Qi practice introductory mantra taught by Lao Wang before, after a while, there was a trace of heat in the lower abdomen, Jiang Fang did not dare to be careless, concentrated, and imagined that the heat was a small mouse, and used his mind to control the little mouse from the lower abdomen to the chest, and then down the limbs and back to the lower abdomen.

After a toss back and forth, the little rat was a lot bloated, and the heat changed from wisps to softness.

Jiang Fang knew that it had reached the most critical point now, and if he didn't digest the heat in time, the heat would disappear after a while, and his previous efforts would be in vain.

With his hands crossed, he pinched his chest.

The back is straight, the qi of fantasy heaven and earth enters along the skull, keeping the eyes closed, the teeth are struck seven or seven hundred and forty-nine times, and when the saliva gushes out of the mouth, swallow the saliva in three times, and pause for five breaths for each swallow, so that the saliva and the heat can merge with each other.

After three times, I exhaled deeply, slowly opened my eyes, and since then, I have been practicing for a little week.

"And it worked. Realizing that he was clear-sighted, Jiang Fang was surprised and delighted, and he was sleepy.

I was absent-minded before, and I haven't been quiet to practice, but this time I worked hard late at night, and the effect was remarkable.

I tried to wave my fist, but I heard the punch style that I only heard on TV.

"Awesome!" Jiang Fang was very satisfied with his state: "Now I am at the level of Yin Zhiping in martial arts novels." Phew! There is no little dragon girl, what Yin Zhiping, I have to at least become Zhang Wuji. Keep it up!"

Close your eyes again...

Minutes and seconds passed.

Unconsciously, the sky has brightened, in the distance, in the direction of Linfeng Street, there is intermittent rooster crowing, the red sun is rising, the scenery in the yard is gradually clear, and Jiang Fang is still sitting on the ground.

If the old lady who cooks rice happens to pass by at this time, she will definitely be able to see the light and shadow around Jiang Fang, and the Shenhua is exposed, which is the most obvious feature of the entrance to the cultivation path!

Overnight, Jiang Fang went from a modern man who was powerless to become a monk who knew magic.