The material is not good, and Wu Xiaohua has no choice.

Cultivation could not build a foundation, and the refining weapon went to the Wai Dan Dao without materials, so Wu Xiaohua had no choice but to cultivate the punch on the broken and lonely book.

Because of Wu Youdao, Wu Xiaohua, who has the inheritance of the Flying Centipede, should be able to learn this punch soon.

After all, in this world, space can be said to be the foundation of everything. Everything in the world is nothing less than space and time, and Wu is no different.

But in fact, he practiced for more than a month, and he still felt that he had not obtained the essence of this punch.

That's weird. Unless this punch has a law similar to the law of space, it shouldn't be!

Wu Xiaohua didn't know how much time he had been standing outside the swamp, he just had a feeling that his punch was wrong.

What Wu Xiaohua didn't notice was because he had captured a space. Time warp had already occurred between the two spaces, and his punches over and over again were constantly bringing up the spatial power of the two spaces.

In other words, the more he swung his fist, the more he was affected by both spaces at the same time. And this is called "enlightenment" in the term of monasticism. For example, he perceives fire in the crater and water in the sea, and he is a little more advanced, and he perceives space at the intersection of two spaces.

Swinging your fist over and over again, feeling that something is wrong over and over again, is to realize, when you are right, when you will be enlightened.

He has been practicing this punch for more than a month, which means that his body has been cultivating for a month under the effect of the power of two spaces, and he feels that it is wrong, in fact, it is precisely because he feels the existence of this trace of space power.

The thousandth cultivation, the thousandth ...... Ten thousand and one ......

Finally, this punch made Wu Xiaohua feel like she had rolled up everything in the space. Obviously, the fist is still his own fist, and there is nothing, but Wu Xiaohua has a feeling that this punch gathers all the killing momentum he wants and controls this space.

The fist seemed to roll up a giant mountain out of thin air, and it blasted out with Wu Xiaohua's fist.

This is the breath of space? Wu Xiaohua followed the ecstasy in his heart, this punch that burst out in a hurry was what he wanted to find for more than a month.

When the fist is slammed down, it directly makes the fist range space have a kind of stagnation.

The void mountain formed by the "bang" fist slammed into the ground, and a clicking sound came, and the ground folded.

At this time, Wu Xiaohua was also brought in by the space of this punch, and after that peak, another mountain peak blasted out.

After this continuous mountain peak, it seems that it is about to turn into endless majestic waves and rush out. It's a pity that his fist is weak, and the waves are not formed.

Wu Xiaohua did not hesitate to punch out again, and the furious waves finally took shape, wave after wave, magnificent and powerful.

"Click!"

Wu Xiaohua's eyes widened suddenly.

He saw it, what he saw was a giant peak, it was space. When he felt the punch, the giant peaks he blasted out were one after the other.

"The peaks are like gathering, and the waves are like angry ......"

It is no longer Fan Wu, but Wu Xiaohua's perception of space this month.

Wu Xiaohua is a human, not a centipede. The space centipede instinct can shuttle through space with its own "shape", while people can "perceive" and form "reason".

Under the persecution of life and death, Wu Xiaohua completed the inheritance of the space centipede inheritance in just over a month.

Of course, the supernatural powers of space are not just superimposed. But it's a pity that Wu Xiaohua's realm is too low, and he doesn't turn into a realm with one punch, and he can only feel the subtle fist intent in it now.

The only feeling is superimposed.

The superposition and interference between the space he captured and the real space. He saw the space.

"Ahh

The spirit consumed by these two punches was too great, and Wu Xiaohua was weak all over his body, so he withdrew from his senses, but his spirit was still in a state of high excitement.

He is definitely not a fist on the lonely book, it is a fist that captures the blessing of space by himself, just a trace of induce, and he makes his fist great...... No, it's the fist that holds a bit of space.

That indescribable feeling came to my heart, and Wu Xiaohua's true yuan automatically operated. Every turn of the meridians in his body was contaminated with a trace of spatial power, with a kind of majesty and vastness.

"Click!" had been hindering his realm, and at this moment, it rushed over like a chicken breaking an eggshell.

Wu Xiaohua's momentum continued to climb and climb, and Wu Xiaohua immediately knew that he was building a foundation, a foundation based on the laws of space.

At this moment, he sat down cross-legged without hesitation, clutching that little space.

The hot air balloon next to it made a whirring sound, and the power of the space continued to pour in, fusing with the aura in the surrounding space, all of which were integrated into Wu Xiaohua's body.

This is the real role of space, a demon nest. Just like the monk's mountain gate, the demon nest has its own unique function. The superposition of space and space is also the most suitable place for him to master the power of space.

"Boom!" Wu Xiaohua's absorbed aura once again reached an extreme, and Xiuwei broke through the first layer of foundation building and came to the second layer of foundation building.

It wasn't until this time that the phantom of the mountain peak triggered by Wu Xiaohua disappeared, and he came to his senses.

Wu Xiaohua, who woke up, let out a long roar, the qi waves around her body were superimposed, and the slightest spatial power was no longer hidden in her eyes. Wu Xiaohua has built a foundation with the law of space. Although it was only a hint of superposition, it was indeed an extraordinary step for him. In the law of the avenue, step on the most solid point. Only the law of time can match this.

"Good. It's dawn, so let's go into the city and inquire. ”

It was dawn again, Wu Xiaohua hid the hot air balloon and went into the city with confidence to inquire. For the first time, he had confidence.

......

This is a prosperous city, with a lot of people selling things and a lot of people. It is the name of this place...... "Guobei County".

Wu Xiaohua has been flying south, and every day she will come down to inquire about the direction and adjust her course or something.

For more than two months, he couldn't say that he was not mentally prepared, but he didn't arrive for more than two months, thinking that he was still on the way, but today at dawn, he arrived at the place.

There is still a shock in my heart.

"Friend, do you know that there is a Lanruo Temple near Guobei County?" Wu Xiaohua asked a passerby next to him.

Quiet--

It was as if the lively world had been pressed to pause, and all the action stopped at once, and all the sounds disappeared.

The pedestrian glanced at Wu Xiaohua and saw that Wu Xiaohua looked like a person, not a demon or a monster, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sir, are you going to Lanruo Temple?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone seemed to stop breathing, holding back to listen to Wu Xiaohua's answer, lest their whirring voices cover Wu Xiaohua's answer.

Wu Xiaohua paused, he also noticed this, and even he was a little curious about how long they could hold back.

"Ahh