Song Li immediately decided that if the power of the Dragon Elephant Praruo Palm was good, then it would be better to use it as a combat skill in the early stage of his cultivation. 【】

Fortunately, this booklet was written in both Tibetan and Holy Lion scripts, and Song Li could understand it completely. Through the introduction on the title page, Song Li was pleasantly surprised to find that the dragon elephant was really not ordinary.

This combat technique is the unique mastery of the Tantric Sect, the first sect of the Angzang Kingdom, and it is divided into eighteen styles in total. What is surprising is that the power of these eighteen styles is simply very different. The first six styles belong to the intermediate level, the middle six styles belong to the high level, and the last six styles have actually reached the realm of the super level. Moreover, the power increases with the improvement of the practitioner's realm, that is to say, the same monk who practices the first six forms of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, the higher the realm, the greater the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm. For example, a monk at the peak of his refining body can reach the level of a mid-level Yuan Rank by using the first six forms of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, while a monk in the Qi Extraction Stage may be able to reach the level of a mid-level Xuan Pin or a mid-level Heavenly Product. Naturally, power is not the same.

The dragon elephant is taking a fierce path, even if it is at the level of a mid-level element, if it is struck out with one palm, it can also open mountains and crack stones, and has the power of a dragon elephant. When he met a monk of the same level, he had already gained the upper hand in terms of momentum alone, which made Song Li like it very much. Fighting is sometimes a momentum, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and the fierce and magnificent combat skills like a dragon elephant are definitely a big killer weapon that pretends to be intimidating and oppresses the opponent.

Song Li came to this world, and the most powerful combat skill he had ever seen was Song Moran's "Angry Fist", and the Angry Fist also took a fierce path, but compared with the Dragon Elephant Palm, it was too inferior.

In the information obtained in advance, it was only said that there were hundred-year-old snow mountain black mud stems among the tributes, and there was no mention of the dragon elephant Prajna palm, it seems that the Maoyan Division is not omnipotent, and the ability to obtain information still has some flaws. There is also a possibility that King Aung Zang secretly put the dragon elephant Prajna's combat skills in the tribute, and no one but him knows about it. Maybe he just wanted to secretly give Prince Zhong this favor, so the intelligence officers had no way of knowing. Song Li didn't bother to care what the reason was, in short, such a good thing came to him, and when the king of heaven came, he didn't want to let him spit it out.

Under the careful training of his mother Yun Lin, Song Li entered the territory on the Dan Road for thousands of miles, and the foundation was extremely solid. At present, he can already refine the ground-level lower-grade pills on his own, and this ability is still growing, maybe it won't be long before he can refine the ground-level middle-grade pills. That means that he will officially step from an intermediate alchemist to a senior alchemist. A sixteen-year-old senior alchemist, even if he looks at the entire Nebula Continent, is a rare genius. However, at present, except for Song Li's parents, the entire Holy Lion City did not know that the Ming Wangfu had produced an alchemist with shocking fire control ability, and out of the mentality of protecting his son, Yun Lin did not take him to register in the Alchemist Guild. If this news leaks out, I don't know how much shock it will cause.

The "Seed of Emperor Fire" has been silent for a long time, since the devouring of the Origin Flame to strengthen itself, the small purple flame has a much greater appetite, and the pill of the lower grade of the ground level can no longer activate the Seed of the Emperor Fire. For Song Li, the top priority was to improve his alchemy ability as soon as possible, until he could refine a mid-grade pill at the ground level, and then it would be possible to continue to activate the Emperor Fire Seed and provide him with the energy he needed for cultivation. Otherwise, his cultivation realm would be the same as most people, and his entry would be slow after reaching the Qi Induction Period, which was not in line with Song Li's original intention of improving his strength as soon as possible.

After obtaining the rare medicinal material of the Snow Mountain Black Mud Stem, Song Li prepared to refine two kinds of pills, one was the "Zhuji Dan" and the other was the "Liuyang Snow Melting Pill". Father Song Xinghai was already at the peak level of qi induction, and his cultivation had reached a bottleneck. The leap from the induction period to the foundation building period is the leap from acquired to congenital. After breaking through this bottleneck, the cultivator's longevity increased greatly, and he truly embarked on the first step of becoming an immortal and attaining the Tao. It's just that the amount of energy required to cross this step, as well as the difficulty and obstacles of the process, are beyond anyone's imagination. Song Li's refining of "Zhuji Dan" was mainly to help his father break through. It's just that he hasn't revealed this idea to his parents yet. Before the Zhuji Dan is successfully refined, it is better not to be too high-profile. As for the elixir of "Liuyang Snow Melting Pill", the pill spectrum was given to him by his mother, and it belongs to the mid-grade pill of the prefecture level, the attribute is fire, and it has the power of pure yang, in a sense, the energy produced by its medicinal power is similar to that of flame. The reason why Song Li was preparing to refine this elixir was to prepare fuel for the "Seed of Emperor Fire".

However, due to the level of alchemy, he has no way to refine the "Zhuji Dan" and the "Six Yang Snow Melting Pill" at present, so he can only honestly continue to study the art of alchemy. During this period, he planned to search for other medicinal materials needed for these two elixirs, while practicing the battle technique "Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm" that he had just obtained.

The cultivation room is mainly used for meditation and qi refining, and kung fu such as combat skills, which need to be tossed and turned, high and low, is definitely not suitable for indoor practice. Therefore, Song Li found a forest in the Holy Lion Mountain near the imperial capital, and there was a waterfall flowing down in front of the forest, forming a deep spring under the waterfall.

The Holy Lion City was built next to the mountain, so the place Song Li was looking for was not too far from the Ming Palace, and with his footsteps, it would take half an hour to arrive.

Early that morning, Song Li came alone in the woods and began to practice the first form of the dragon elephant - gravel collapse. The first six styles are gravel collapse, stele opener, eight horse lie, iron mountain leaning, whirlwind dance, wind and cloud movement. The first type of rubble collapse is the most basic palm technique, with only two variations, and it is extremely concise.

There are complex and simple combat skills, some rely on complex and changeable moves to win, and some moves are simple and win simply with strength. The dragon elephant is undoubtedly the latter, not seeking how much to change, only seeking to transform the true qi in the body into strength in the shortest possible time, focusing on one point, striking out with one palm, the power can open the mountain and rubble, so that the opponent is unstoppable and unavoidable.

According to the method contained in the secret book, Song Li Mo used his true qi, quickly concentrated on his arm along the fixed meridians, and then quickly slapped his palm at the trunk of a dead tree. At the beginning, I was relatively unfamiliar with the method of luck, and in the process of transforming true qi into power, most of the energy was lost, and I could not achieve what the mantra said, "Gather hundreds of rivers in the palm of your hand, and power will explode instantly". Therefore, not only can the move not be "broken", but even the trunk of the thickness of the bowl cannot be shaken.

However, there is an extremely tenacious part of Song Li's character, he knows that even if he has the "Seed of Emperor Fire" in his body, if he doesn't make any effort, he will only be opportunistic and sit on the mountain, then he will not be able to become a top master in his life, let alone stand on the top of the continent.

Success is three points of talent and seven points of hard work, and Song Li understood this truth as early as in his previous life.

He took off his robe, put on only a pair of wide-legged trousers for practice, and was naked, according to the mantra, luck on his arm, exhaled, and slapped the trunk of the tree with one palm. This process is extremely boring,

It was just one action, two changes, but Song Li didn't feel the slightest boredom, the rising sun shone on him from the gaps in the leaves, and the reflection of sweat formed a halo around his body, and from a distance, it actually looked a little sacred.

His thin lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were deep and firm, and he struck out fiercely with one palm, as if the dead tree in front of him was his enemy.

I don't know how long it took, but Song Li felt more and more familiar with the route of True Qi. The time from the dantian to the palm to gather qi is also getting shorter and shorter, and in the process of transforming true qi into power, the part of energy loss is getting less and less. Song Li calculated, all morning, he had slapped 1,631 palms on the trunk of the tree, sweat kept sliding down his cheeks, like a stream flowing through his skin, his pants were completely wet, and the sweat was dripping down the trouser legs to the ground, and two small water pools had formed.

His palms were already red and swollen, but Song Li still gritted his teeth and insisted. If you can't even suffer this little bit, you can't talk about becoming a top master at all.

The so-called practice makes perfect, Song Li felt that the process of luck this time was extremely smooth, he vaguely found the trick on the mantra, quickly gathered the true qi in the palm of his hand, and then burst out! The power of this palm is not the same as all the palm power in front of him, only to hear a muffled sound of "bang", after the palm slapped on the trunk, the trunk was actually struck and shook violently, and the dead leaves fell one after another, flying all over the sky.

"Damn, such a bull fork!" "It's just a few hours of cultivation, and it actually has such a great power, Song Li's mood is like drinking a bowl of cold water on a summer day, and every pore feels refreshed.

This state of palm moving with the heart and the instant explosion of power is mysterious and abnormal, which can be understood but not spoken. Song Li had just touched the threshold, and he was tired of this subtle feeling, so he practiced harder.

Under the shadow of the tree, the diligent young man tirelessly waved his palm and slapped it on the trunk, and his shouting and the sound of the wind and birds around him blended together perfectly, sounding so harmonious and beautiful.

"Useless thing, waste, I'll chop you with a fucking sword!" In the handsome tent, King Jing Song Xingguang was furious, and kicked Wu Tiecheng who was kneeling in front of him into a rolling gourd, Wu Tiecheng rolled a few times, hurriedly got up, and continued to kneel on the ground, he lowered his head, his lips were closed, and he didn't dare to have any complaints.

It's too embarrassing, it's too aggrieved, the iron-blooded battalion crisscrossed the battlefield and made great achievements, but this time they didn't even see the shadow of the enemy, and they were robbed of important tributes. Wu Tiecheng really has nothing to say, even if King Jing wants to correct him on the spot, he has no temper.

How many robbers there were? Did you see the robber's face? No, I didn't. Is there any clue at the scene? No.

This was his answer to King Jing, and he didn't want to answer like that, but he didn't have a better answer.

It's no wonder that King Jing Song Xingguang is angry like this, in his eyes, it is not terrible to fail, what is terrible is that he doesn't know how to lose, and he doesn't know who to lose. But as long as there is a clue, King Jing is confident that he will find out the bold robber, no matter how big the source, Lao Tzu's 100,000 army will drive directly to your door and instantly bulldoze you. See if you still dare to harbor tribute?

But this Wu Tiecheng didn't even see the shadow of the robber, not only him, but the entire escort team of three hundred and sixty people, all of whom didn't know anything, and they were put on a show in such a daze. Song Xingguang really wanted to cut off the heads of all these wastes. But the Iron Blood Battalion has great achievements and is extremely brave on the battlefield, and if he is really beheaded because of this incident, he is a little reluctant.

The sharp blade of the sword was attached to his neck, Wu Tiecheng's hairs stood on end, and he closed his eyes, waiting for bad luck to come.