"Senior Brother Lu, why did you have to wait so long in front of that Spirit Grass Field just now?"

Lu Jie and Jun Mianchen were speeding in the forest, Jun Mianchen remembered the situation not long ago when Lu Jie used the aura cloth bag to pick the spiritual grass, and couldn't help but ask.

When Lu Jie heard this, he immediately laughed.

"Senior brother, do you know what that piece of spiritual grass heaven just now, what is it called?"

Jun Mianchen frowned slightly, and carefully recalled that the faint fluorescent spirit grass just now, to be honest, he really didn't know it.

Seeing that Jun Mianchen didn't speak, Lu Jie laughed again.

"It's normal for junior and younger brothers to read a lot of books, and it is inevitable that they can't remember clearly. The spirit grass just now, called the spirit gathering grass, the faint fluorescence emitted by those emitted is actually all transformed by the aura, this kind of grass is very strange, there is a spirit king grass in each piece, and the spirit gathering king grass is picked, and the spirit gathering grass field will wither on its own in a short time. ”

Jun Mianchen's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

In this world, there is such a strange spirit grass?

Silently remembering the name, general appearance, and characteristics of the Gathering Spirit Grass, Jun Mianchen asked again.

"Then how was this Spirit Gathering King Grass born?"

The corners of Lu Jie's mouth were slightly raised, as if he had noticed something interesting, and when he flew past a huge tree, Lu Jie suddenly stopped flying, and landed on the branch of this huge tree with Jun Mianchen.

Lu Jie turned around and looked at Jun Mianchen with interest.

"Senior brother, aren't you curious, my method of picking that Spirit King Grass?"

Jun Mianchen's eyes flashed, seeing that Lu Jie saw through his careful thoughts, he didn't have too much embarrassment, since he was recognized, he just admitted it generously.

Jun Mianchen nodded without changing his face, Lu Jie looked Jun Mianchen up and down, and immediately laughed.

"Senior brother is really hearty, dare to act! However, my technique is ancestral and not passed on, so if you want to learn, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult. ”

After Lu Jie smiled, he stretched out his right hand, Jun Mianchen looked at it fixedly, and saw that in the palm of Lu Jie's right hand, there were many silk threads formed by spiritual energy constantly churning around.

These auras are very pure, and they are already presented in the form of substance on the palm of his hand, this technique is the same method that Lu Jie used to turn the aura into a cloth bag before!

Seeing those spiritual qi constantly interspersed, beating, floating, and surrounding, without any sense of collision and obstruction, everything was so soft, Jun Mianchen's pupils suddenly shrank.

This Lu Jie has such a strong control power, such a subtle aura control, I have to say that Jun Mianchen is ashamed of himself.

He said it was an ancestral practice...... Jun Mianchen will not be able to tell whether this sentence is true or false for a while, but Jun Mianchen can be sure that this method of controlling the aura must be extremely mysterious.

Lu Jie looked at the stunned Jun Mianchen with a smile, narrowed his eyes slightly, and moved his right index finger imperceptibly.

However, it was Lu Jie's inadvertent move that made Jun Mianchen, who had been staring at his palm, widen his eyes.

On the palm of Lu Jie's hand, the silk thread of aura that originally surrounded and shuttled, at this moment, it was as if the aura itself had been given life, and it was actually transformed into a villain-like appearance, standing in the palm of Lu Jie's hand.

The villain who came out of the aura was not rigid at all, but full of agility, with a smile and every move, like a real person, full of indescribable charm.

Jun Mianchen was shocked, his eyes could see the aura, even if Lu Jie didn't transform into such a substantial aura at this moment, Jun Mianchen could also see it.

Lu Jie moved his fingers lightly just now, and this slight move was actually the finishing touch.

On Lu Jie's fingers, there was a very, very thin silk thread, which connected the aura villain on his palm.

That silk thread is not an aura, nor is it the power of blood, but a very special thing.

Jun Mianchen's eyes flickered and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This Lu Jie, I'm afraid that the origin of the identity is really extraordinary, and this kind of aura control method is simply unheard of.

"How about it, Senior Brother Jun, you should believe it now, this is my ancestral method of Lu Jie. ”

Seeing Jun Mianchen's thoughtful look, Lu Jie smiled, withdrew his right hand, and looked at Jun Mianchen with both hands behind his back.

Jun Mianchen nodded slightly, and then didn't ask Lu Jie about the aura cloth bag anymore.

The two chatted with each other, then got up and continued to gallop through the woods.

At night, Lu Jie and Jun Mianchen found a place to rest.

Here is a huge broken stone underground, just formed an area that can shelter from the wind and rain, around this broken stone, the dense forest is towering, the spirit grass is all over the field, the faint fragrance of grass and trees, people want to sleep all night.

Lu Jie meditated cross-legged at the bottom of the broken stone, slowly exhaling, Jun Mianchen also meditated cross-kneeled on the side, opening his eyes to look at Lu Jie from time to time.

This land festival is different, and even the method of cross-kneeling is different.

So far, Jun Mianchen has never seen anyone like Lu Jie, except that seeing Rubai Tuna is more special.

If you are white and cross-kneeled, you are feeling the Dan Qi, if all the avenues you have built are related to the Dan Dao.

And when this Lu Jie crosses his knees and breathes, there will be fluctuations in aura around his body.

This aura fluctuated slightly, as if the aura appeared spontaneously outside his body from the inside out, and then converged outside his body to form a barrier.

Jun Myanchen's eyes showed a strange glow, and the way of exhaling this Lu Festival must have something to do with the exercises he practiced.

The method of controlling the aura that Lu Jie showed himself during the day is really mysterious, and at this moment, looking at him, these aura are not controlled, but they are spontaneously surrounded by him, which is really incredible.

After looking at it for a while, Jun Mianchen silently closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Lu Jie's eyes opened a slit, and he glanced at Jun Mianchen, and the corners of his mouth flashed a faint arc.

......

In the middle of the night, Jun Mianchen opened his eyes, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright in this dark night.

Lu Jie was still meditating on his knees, Jun Mianchen stood up quietly, walked out of the bottom of the broken stone, and looked at the world in front of him in a daze.

After a while, Jun Mianchen frowned slightly, as if he remembered something.

Jun Mianchen stretched out his right hand, looked down at his palm, and twisted it with his index finger and thumb together, looking thoughtful.

Lu Jie had already sensed it the moment Jun Mianchen got up, but he didn't get up, he sensed that Jun Mianchen seemed to be thinking about something at this moment, and under the strong trend of curiosity, Lu Jie also gently opened his eyes and looked at Jun Mianchen.

After thinking about it for a while, Jun Mianchen's mind moved, and he released his aura along his right hand.

A faint aura filled the air, and Jun Mianchen could see it clearly, these auras were released by himself.

This process, Jun Mianchen didn't know how many times he had done it, and his water prison technique and water knife technique were all formed by manipulating the aura.

In this night, Jun Mianchen performed this familiar action again, which made him suddenly feel a little dazed, feeling like he was returning to Taiyimen, and it was also at night, as if he was repeatedly practicing the art of water control.

After a faint smile, Jun Mianchen took his mind back and focused on the next thing.

He wants to try Lu Jie's aura control technique!

Jun Mianchen's eyes flashed, and his right hand continued to control the appearance of aura, causing the concentration of aura above his right hand to become higher and higher, as if a faint blue appeared in the night.

Lu Jie's eyes shrank slightly, and when he saw this Jun Mianchen's movements, he knew that Jun Mianchen wanted to imitate his technique.

Lu Jie was quiet and didn't say anything, but he involuntarily stopped spitting.

He was very curious about how far this Jun Mianchen, who was extremely valued by the sect, could imitate.

Above Jun Mianchen's right hand, the concentration of aura became stronger and stronger, gradually forming a aura balloon, but this sphere was not rounded, but constantly emitting aura smoke, looking from a distance, it looked like a blue fireball.

In fact, as long as Jun Mianchen uses the water system spell at this moment, then this spirit balloon will immediately form a water ball, or even a water prison.

In other words, the aura sphere in Jun Mianchen's hand at this moment is a structure, and starting from this structure, water can be added to form a water prison, or fire can be added to form a fire prison.

The architecture is there, so next, Lu Jie seems to be flexible with these architectures......

Jun Mianchen thought about it and began to do it.

With bated breath and concentration, Jun Mianchen had even forgotten the wind and grass around him, and all his mind was on the sphere structure of the aura conjured up in his right hand.

After a while, this aura began to change, Jun Mianchen first dispersed these aura and slowly transformed it into a spiritual energy silk thread, and then his mind manipulated this spiritual energy silk thread to begin to shuttle and fly on the palm of his hand.

This scene is naturally imitating Lu Jie, but on Lu Jie's palm, there are countless threads of spiritual energy, and Jun Mianchen has only one at the moment.

Seeing that the spiritual energy silk thread in his hand was swirling very smoothly, Jun Mianchen nodded silently.

This level of control of the aura, he was already very natural, because this was the basis for using the water prison and the water knife technique, and this level, he would be able to do it during the qi cultivation period.

Next, Jun Mianchen split the spiritual energy silk thread in his hand into two and turned it into two whole silk threads...... Then, there are four ...... Next, there are the eight of a kind.

Lu Jie's eyes widened and widened, and his eyes seemed to be full of incredulity.

This Jun Myanchen glanced at himself in the daytime, and he was already able to imitate it to this extent???

Eight Reiki Lines...... This...... Is this genius?

Lu Jie was a little surprised, he didn't know that Jun Mianchen had been studying how to control the aura as early as the qi cultivation period, and the current eight aura lines were not his limit.

Jun Mianchen didn't know that Lu Jie was watching, but he was just controlling the spiritual energy silk threads wholeheartedly, and now there were more than ten of them, for him, these spiritual energy silk threads have always been kept without collision and contact, and the perfect flow is quite draining.

......

In the end, in Jun Mianchen's right hand, when thirty-two silk threads were perfectly surrounded, Lu Jie had already stood up and walked to Jun Mianchen's side.

Looking at the same spiritual energy threads, perfectly wrapped around different palms, Lu Xiu was dumbfounded.

Jun Mianchen was sweating profusely, and the whole person was a lot haggard.

It was too difficult to control the thirty-two threads of spiritual energy and circle perfectly in a small range without colliding or touching.

Jun Mianchen only lasted for a few breaths, and there was something that he couldn't take care of, causing the two silk threads to collide.

Jun Mianchen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly withered.

Lu Jie was still dumbfounded, and in his mouth, he was still muttering something in a low voice.

"Make ...... He's making ......"