Chapter Seventy-Nine: Learning the Fireball Technique

Seeing these familiar words jumping in his mind, Wang Xiaokan couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, some joy, some gloomy, and his mood was very complicated.

In fact, he still remembered that when he first saw the spell, he also liked the fireball technique very much, and he had really learned the fireball technique seriously before. It's just that it's been too long since now, and he's forgotten it all. Moreover, he didn't want to mention the little flame of that failure, that kind of shameful thing should be buried in time and never be mentioned.

That time, after practicing for so long, only a small flame about the thickness of a hair was condensed between the index fingers, and it was still a pale yellow flame with no burning sensation at all!

The blow to his self-confidence was huge, and for the first time he deeply realized what it means to pay off! The cultivation realm is certainly beautiful, there are beautiful women to soak, heroes to fill, and the beauty of immortality, but if you want to get these, you must put in more effort and sweat than others!

However, he still felt that the reason why he hadn't practiced the fireball technique well before was because he only had the cultivation of the first level of Qi cultivation, and the lack of spiritual energy led to this result. And now, he has already practiced the third layer of qi, and he has enough spiritual power, and he doesn't need to worry about spiritual power at all, and he can practice the fireball technique well.

It's just that Wang Xiaokan never expected that the reality would be so cruel! Even if he already had the cultivation of the third level of Qi cultivation, he still couldn't achieve it overnight.

Wang Xiaokan stared at the small orange-red flame on his fingertips, which was only the size of a fingernail, for a long time, took a deep breath, and was full of depression.

"Isn't it? God, this is a little too bad, isn't it?" Wang Xiaokan, who tried twice more, could still only summon a small flame, was depressed, he never thought that he would be like this now.

"I've practiced Qi for three layers, why is it still the same as before?" Wang Xiaokan stared at his index finger for a long time, "I'm going, don't bring such a playful person? Do you really want me to practice him for another three or two months? But, it's too late at all?"

Although, the proportion between inside and outside his space has lengthened, but no matter what, it can't grow to two or three months, right?

At this time, Wang Xiaokan selectively forgot the miserable situation when he first learned the winding technique, and even erased his memories before summoning several green vines.

Fortunately, his persistence and tenacity have not disappeared. What's more, it has not yet reached the point of exhaustion, and there is no reason to immediately bow your head and admit defeat.

After taking a high-grade Bigu Pill extravagantly, Wang Xiaokan once again fell into the study of the fireball technique.

Even after making a few postures, Wang Xiaokan felt a little wrong, "Is it so, or is it like this?" No matter how many times he used it, no matter how he changed his gestures, he felt that there was something wrong, as if he couldn't really integrate and use the fire-based spiritual power, at least, it was not as good as the previous wood-based spiritual power!

This may have something to do with the composition of his spiritual powers.

After all, among his spiritual roots, the component of wood spiritual power was the highest, followed by fire spiritual power. Moreover, he had been using the wood technique before, and it was also possible that he couldn't react for a while.

Thinking like this, Wang Xiaokan was a little relieved and was not defeated.

"It seems that I am still too anxious. He laughed to himself, feeling that he was really confused by this sudden cultivation, otherwise, how could he be so naïve to think that the magic could be easily practiced?

Thinking about the previous failures and those days of hard work, Wang Xiaokan felt that he should really reflect on it.

After a long time, Wang Xiaokan didn't know how long he had been in the space. However, the good news finally appeared: his fireball technique had been cultivated to Xiaocheng, and Shen Qingyu outside the space had also finished resting and was ready to leave.

Wang Xiaokan took the time to look at Shen Qingyu who was packing up his things in the water mirror, and the whole person jumped up excitedly. "Haha, great, he's finally leaving. Now, the master can finally leave this hellish place, it couldn't be better, yo ho!"

Ever since he had been locked up in the formation for so long, Wang Xiaokan had been very disgusted with being locked up in the same place, even if this place was his own space!

Wang Xiaokan couldn't care about his own spells now, and he stared at the movement in the water mirror at a glance, wanting to rush out of the space as soon as Shen Qingyu left.

I don't know if it's because his eyes are too warm, or because Shen Qingyu is very sensitive. It didn't take long for Wang Xiaokan to see Shen Qingyu shoot a cold glance towards the water mirror!

That glance was amazingly powerful, even though he knew that Shen Qingyu couldn't see the space, Wang Xiaokan was still shocked into a cold sweat. This made him feel even more bold, even Shen Qingyu could feel that he was peeping, and those high-level officials of the Bixia Sect couldn't hide it.

It seems that after returning to the sect, it is better not to easily observe the movement outside with a water mirror.

Wang Xiaokan hid in the space for a while, then carefully opened the water mirror, looked out, and sure enough, Shen Qingyu's figure was gone, he was about to go out, but found that a corner of his clothes was exposed in the hidden place in front of him. This made Wang Xiaokan stunned and interrupted his silent thoughts.

He carefully identified it and found that the corner of the clothes was Shen Qingyu's, and he couldn't help but move: Could it be that this is Shen Qingyu's trap?

Wang Xiaokan didn't expect that his thoughts were guessing Shen Qingyu's thoughts.

Shen Qingyu didn't believe it anyway, his previous feelings were fake. So he searched around, but he still couldn't find half a figure.

"It seems that I am thinking too much, or is there really someone, but that person has already left first, right?" said this deliberately, Shen Qingyu packed up his things and hid behind a hidden tree, intending to wait for the rabbit.

Originally, if he hadn't hidden the corner of his clothes, maybe he would have been able to wait for his rabbit. It's just that Wang Xiaokan's carefulness is no less than his, which makes his plan fall through.

"Strange, is there really no one?Could it really be that I'm too sensitive?" After waiting for a while, Shen Qingyu saw that he hadn't waited for anyone to appear, and he was in a hurry to go to the Yuelu Secret Realm, so he could only give up this hunt, pack up his things and leave.

Seeing that he was really gone, Wang Xiaokan was still uneasy to hold back in the space for a while, and when he saw that the person really didn't come back, he silently said "I want to go out" and left the space.

As for Lin Xueyuan, who was still soaking in the stream, Wang Xiaokan went to investigate before leaving, and when he saw that she had not fully recovered, he did not rush to take people out, but

"Mom, I'm suffocating my master, if he leaves a little later, maybe I can't help but bump into his hand!" Breathing in the fresh air outside the space, Wang Xiaokan relaxed a lot and smiled.

Then, he cleaned up the scene, and even helped bury the bones of the Xiangyun Fairy, and then took steps, embellished with Shen Qingyu's route, and rushed to the secret realm of Yuelu.