I woke up the next morning with a headache still ongoing.

It seems that this headache has not weakened in the slightest because Zhou Ang understands something.

It hurts a little more than yesterday morning.

But fortunately, when he got dressed and got out of bed, and even had breakfast and went out after breakfast, Zhou Ang has always experienced it carefully, and he has not found any signs of being irritable for the time being.

But Zhou Ang still felt that it was necessary for him to find something to do as soon as possible.

It's obviously not a way to keep having such a headache.

After breakfast, Zhou Ang went out with five copies of the Diamond Sutra as usual, first went to receive the remuneration and new paper and ink, sent them home, and then went out again.

When you come to the mountain gate, the first thing is still to refine the body.

Uncle Zheng Huan is not fat, but he looks very rich, and nowadays he is beautiful in being strong and rich, and his big belly is a serious word of praise - he doesn't have a little family background, he doesn't eat enough oil and water, or he has a bad mentality, in this era, he can't eat a big belly.

But this did not affect the agility of Uncle Zheng's movements in the slightest.

His demonstrative movements are always unusually fast and graceful, and sometimes show an inexplicable sense of sharpness.

This is already an extraordinary treatment - Zhou Ang claims to be reckless, and he is helpless, and has demonstrated it several times.

Zhou Ang had no foundation for practicing martial arts before, and he started to practice hard from a few days ago, and in the first few days, every time the body was refined, he couldn't help but feel unbearable soreness, and he had to finish copying the scriptures carefully after going down the mountain, and with the nourishment of the aura on the body, the soreness gradually disappeared unconsciously.

However, by now, the soreness has weakened, and it seems that the tendons have been stretched, and it seems that the muscles have begun to adapt to this intensity.

Uncle Zheng Huan finished the demonstration, so he didn't care, went into the house to take a nap, and Zhou Ang practiced in the yard.

In fact, it is a set of punches, Uncle Shi said that this does not play much role in real battles, because the moves have been seriously routine, and they can't be used at all when they really fight, but when they are used for refining, the effect is good.

As for the incomplete simplified version of Taijiquan that Zhou Ang brought from the earth, one day he once showed it to his uncle, who said after reading it: Don't practice it in the future, it's useless.

After punching a few times, his whole body began to ache as usual, and Zhou Ang stopped and entered the hall.

Ao Chun was reciting the book, and Zheng Huan squinted his eyes and took a nap.

Zhou Ang leaned over and brought the things he had considered last night to ask Uncle Zheng Huan.

Uncle Zheng squinted his eyes and listened, touching his beard, "Oh, skill...... What skills do you need?"

Zhou Ang said: "A lot, I want to learn a lot, for example, when I stand here, can I blow a breath, and the candle over there will be lit? For example, is there that kind of spell, for example, through the wall or something? By the way, there is also a stealth technique." It's all right, right?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at his uncle with anticipation.

But Uncle Shi's eyes were a little strange.

In fact, what Zhou Ang wanted to learn, the cause and origin were very simple, he saw that the fox demon actually blew that night, so he lit the candle, thinking that this was good, thinking that he should also be able to learn.

As for wall piercing and the like, I feel like if I learned it, it would be very good.

Uncle Zheng asked, "The front is simple, but what do you want to learn to pierce walls and stealth?"

Zhou Ang was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained, "Of course not." I'm mainly thinking about it, if I encounter some emergency situation one day, such as wall piercing or stealth, will it be ......?"

As he spoke, Zhou Ang's voice became smaller unconsciously.

I didn't think anything about it when I thought about it, I was quite excited and looking forward to it, but when I asked Uncle Shi at this time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong when he was talking - it seemed that he wanted to learn both of these purposes, both to facilitate escape?

Uncle Zheng Huan looked at him for a moment, touched his beard, and said, "It's easy to light candles, it's easy to light paper, it's a little difficult to light firewood, but it's easy to learn." Because it's all flammable. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the half-cut candle on the desk where Ao Chun was studying, and said, "Look!"

Zhou Ang looked over, and suddenly, the candle spontaneously combusted without a fire.

Zhou Ang was very excited and said, "Yes, this is it!

Zheng Huan said simply: "After entering the visualization, just sense and call the aura closest to the candle, and ask them to help you light it." ”

Zhou Ang was stunned for a moment - it was a typical Uncle Zheng's teaching method.

But the general meaning is still understood by Zhou Ang.

Reiki is free between heaven and earth, and the practitioner can sense and even see its existence, so just "connect" with that trace of aura, send it, and let it help you accomplish what you want to accomplish.

Of course, how to contact it, how to tell it your will, how to get it to carry out your will, and ...... Does Reiki really have a heating function?

Zhou Ang didn't open his mouth to ask again.

For Uncle Zheng, he may feel that he has already understood Xiaochang very well when he talks about it to this extent, and if he asks again, he should be a little too stupid - it will not be too late to ask again if he can't figure it out later.

So he sat cross-legged on the futon and entered that strange state of "visualization", and suddenly those colorful silk threads appeared in front of him.

The candle flame had been lit, and Ao Chun didn't endorse the book anymore, so he lay on the bookcase and looked at his uncle.

There are several threads of aura closest to the candle flame.

Zhou Ang thought about it, selected one of them, and began to try to sense it.

It's as if I sensed it—I felt it directly.

But before Zhou Ang could pass on his thoughts, he saw that the silk thread actually turned in a direction and "swam" towards him.

Zhou Ang subconsciously thought: Don't come here!

This is purely a subconscious thought, and at that time, Zhou Ang didn't think of anything like "passing on his own thoughts to it", but the strange thing is that the aura seemed to sense Zhou Ang's thoughts all of a sudden, swayed twice, and "swam" away.

Zhou Ang sat for a moment, summed it up, suppressed the excitement in his heart, tried to "connect" another thread of spiritual energy again, and tried to think in his mind: go and extinguish that candle!

With a "poof", the candle went out.

Lightning fast.

A puff of smoke then rises.

Zhou Ang was stunned for a moment: This is ...... It's done?

Sure enough, it's so simple.

Ao Chun smiled and said, "Grandpa, my uncle is so smart!"

Zhou Ang turned his head to look at Uncle Zheng Huan, only to find that he had already taken a nap again.

At this time, he opened his eyes and glanced at it, and he only gave a faint "um".

Zhou Ang couldn't help but be a little happy when he saw the hunt, before and after two lifetimes, this was the first time he had so truly experienced the existence of "spells" - killing the fox demon that night was not counting, it was a curse. And it turned out to be shocking, but the process was really unpleasant.

So, although he didn't win much of his uncle's appreciation, he couldn't help but try to mobilize another beam of aura again, and tried to let it "light the candle" according to the method just now.

Sure enough, the candle was lit again.

Suddenly I felt so good.

So he extinguished and ignited and extinguished.

I changed several bundles of aura, and played back and forth several times in one go.

Ao Chun just lay on the bookcase, stopped reading at all, and watched his uncle's performance with a smile.

After Zhou Ang played it several times, he felt that this should be something that Ao Chun would have known a long time ago, and he actually played so vigorously that he seemed a little uncompulsive, so he stopped in a daze.

But after stopping, he turned his head to look at his uncle Zheng Huan and asked, "Uncle Shi, what about the wall-piercing technique?"

Zheng Huan said: "The basic principles of spells are the same, although they have their own tricks, but the use of them is wonderful, and you can slowly figure it out by yourself in the future." But these things are all small spells, and they are really not worth learning deliberately. ”

After a pause, he added, "The aura in your body is too little now, and it is difficult to use anything else. ”

Zhou Ang thought for a moment and asked, "Uncle Junior, how far am I from the aura I need to perform the stealth technique now?"

Zheng Huan thought for a while and said, "What is the scope of invisibility? How many pairs of eyes are in front of you? Is it purely to cover yourself, or is it to blind every pair of eyes that see you? The stealth technique you mentioned is simple to say, but when it comes to doing it, it is actually very different." It's a very simple trick to pierce walls...... By two months' time, that's pretty much enough. ”

Two months......

Zhou Ang had an idea, suddenly got up, took a cup cut out of a bamboo knot on the bookcase, returned to Uncle Zheng Huan, and asked, "If you use the aura needed to perform the wall-piercing technique...... Ah, no, if the aura that needs to be accumulated to advance to the eighth rank can fill this big cup. Uncle Shi, how much do I have in my body now?"

Zheng Huan looked at him, thought about it, reached out and grabbed the wine gourd, pulled out the stopper, carefully dropped a drop into his hand, threw it into the bamboo cup, and a small drop of wine fell into it, he said: "So much!"

Zhou Ang opened his mouth and didn't speak.