People always go to a new level before they realize how shallow they are. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Before coming to the road, the bottom of the well looked at the sky, and felt that the world was just like this, after a long time, the three-foot high well wall that could jump already felt that the frog was born in great success.

Suddenly, one day, the force of the jump was stronger, the field of vision changed, and I found that the sky was wider than before, so I tried to jump up a few more times, and finally jumped on the well platform.

Wow a scream, to find that the world is so vast.

After jumping in the mountains a lot, the satisfaction rose again, it turned out that Xintiandi was not difficult, and continued to be comfortable in a corner of the ravine, drunk and dreaming of death.

Suddenly, another day, I met a swan from afar, and in a self-righteous conversation, I realized that the Toad Valley in Yelang Country was an ordinary and ordinary place, the world was so huge, and the sky was so colorful.

At this time, the frog is more than halfway through, and no matter how hard you try to practice jumping, you can't reach the height of a swan.

However, the swan flying in the sky was not born to reach the nine heavens, but also learned from falling again and again, following the swan's experience again and again, and failed again and again, the frog finally failed to smile at the sky, however, back to the well, he is already a legend, a frog that once flew with the swan!

Fan Baimi made his firewood knife, his teeth were clucking, his muscles were swollen, and he used all his strength to chop on the branches, a dull knock, and a violent rebound force, which made his heart stagnate suddenly.

This is not a solution, if the power is too great, if you can't break the surface crusty defense, the rebound damage is too much. If the strength is small, it will have no effect at all, and how to grasp the middle strength is the first problem in front of you.

While thinking about it, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, why not infuse some spiritual power into the blade to try.

In the future, the power will increase, and then it will be reduced or even not used. What's more, he has a snake bead in his hand, and his recovery is much faster than that of an idler, which is the most suitable.

As he spoke, he began to try, put up a posture, secretly transported the Lingyun Technique, absorbed a spiritual power from the dantian, slowly transported it, carefully led it to the fingertips, and slowly poured the blade.

Looking closely, the knife edge, which was originally glowing with a layer of red light, has another layer of blue light at this moment, and the sun shines on it, and the spirit rhino is abnormal.

Feeling that the weight was already good, he closed his eyes silently, recalled the strength he had just used, and calculated how much strength was appropriate this time, and in a moment, his eyes opened suddenly, and his essence was shining!

Move your hands with your heart, exhale and make a sound!

"Hey!"

"Bell~~"

The sound of gold and iron is still there, but it is a little crispy, and there is a faint sense of rhythm.

The firewood knife is no longer green, lying on the knife edge to check for a long time, it seems, there is a loss of white marks. This is probably a small progress, Fan Baimi is comforting himself psychologically.

However, the knife hand is already sore, and after such a few knives, I am afraid that I will not be able to grasp the handle of the knife again, how can this be good.

Watching the edge of the blade turn from blue to red, inspiration favored again, since the edge of the knife can be attached to spiritual power, why not the tiger's mouth, if it can attack, it will be able to bear, and it must be able to reduce a lot of heavy damage.

After infusing the spiritual power again, a knife was sacrificed, and sure enough, the soreness and numbness were a little smaller, and the power of the shock no longer made the chai knife difficult to parry.

This is much easier to do, spiritual recovery is always faster than recovery from injury, physical recovery, not to mention, there are snake beads, it is not a problem at all.

But snake beads, is there only one purpose? Thinking of this, I took it out and looked at it carefully, and I wanted to see that the ending was the same, and there was still no progress.

However, the harvest is still huge, with the blessing of spiritual power and snake beads, presumably the progress can be much faster, Fan Baimi secretly encouraged himself.

There was a clanging sound, but I didn't find the right force, and it seemed that I was still in a hurry, and it took time to find and get used to it.

If you concentrate on everything, you will not feel that time has passed.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost noon, and he felt the strong Russian intention expressed by his belly, and Fan Baimi realized that it was time to prepare lunch.

Thinking of the food of his senior brothers in the past, he had a special sense of accomplishment, and at this moment, at this point, he was no less than an immortal, and he went down to earth to save the spleen and stomach of everyone in the Frost Pavilion.

After walking back for about dozens of steps, he found Xu Zihui waiting for him in the middle of the road.

"Senior brother, I thought you had gone back first. ”

"How can this be, after all, you are new to the city, and I still need to pay attention to it before I can walk away with peace of mind. ”

"Senior brother, I have a question, I don't know if it's okay to ask. ”

"Speaking Soon"

"I just poured spiritual power into my palms and firewood knives, has this mage ever allowed it?"

"Hey, boy, you can understand much better than me. Hearing this, Xu Zihui turned around and looked at Fan Baimi again, "The Frost Pavilion cut this cold iron wood, which is used to lay a solid foundation, and simply use brute force to find the right strength, don't take too long, your practice is the essence of the master's training back then." ”

It turned out that since the creation of the Frost Pavilion Grass, the ancestor had discovered the advantages of this cold ironwood, and set the rules for this trial. However, the beginners have insufficient spiritual power and insufficient strength, so even if they are infused with spiritual power, they will not last long.

Then it was gradually abolished, starting from simply strengthening the body, individual disciples have improved their spiritual power faster over time, and they can use this method compared to their strength. However, most of the disciples are almost the same as the two, and after the spiritual power is enough, the strength can already be perfectly controlled, and it is because this method is almost lost.

However, he has a special physique, although it is difficult to advance, he has strong spiritual power, and thanks to the snake beads that are unique in ten thousand, he recovers quickly, so he can become a person who can be infused with spiritual power from the beginning, how can he not let Xu Zihui look sideways.

After listening to this explanation, Fan Baimi couldn't help but feel a little fluttering, could it be, maybe, perhaps, he could also become a legend? For a while, he was so stupid that he was stopped by Xu Zihui until he was about to hit a tree.

"Senior Brother Fan, next time you pay attention to control, don't dare to overexert yourself again, see that you almost stumbled just now, but you are exhausted and weak?"

Hearing Xu Zihui's advice, Fan Baimi's psychology warmed up inexplicably, presumably, this is how my brother feels. "However, if the senior brother knows what I think in my heart, I'm afraid that I will vomit blood..."

Far away from the backyard, I saw the sixteenth disciple Zhou Wenting constantly looking. From time to time, he paced back and forth, beating his palms with his fists, looking like ants in the pot.

Seeing the two of them appear, he finally seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, so he beckoned his hand and ran over.

"Hey, sixteen, today's conscience has been discovered, are you here to welcome your senior brother and me back victoriously?" Xu Zihui triumphantly crossed his arms and did not move, waiting for Zhou Wenting to run closer.