It was the first time Xia Fan learned the name of this senior brother, Xia Fan had always felt that he was cold and didn't like to communicate with others, and the other party's strength was obviously much higher than his own, so Xia Fan didn't dare to ask. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After Jing Shou finished shouting, he retreated to Xia Fan's side, the owner of the grass hut had not yet appeared, but he had already shown a respectful expression, Xia Fan saw it clearly in his eyes, and couldn't help but be curious about the old man in the house.

This voice had already sounded, which made Xia Fan fall into deep thought, and at the same time, the transformation of aura into yin qi became an impulse of Xia Fan, which made Xia Fan can't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart.

Xia Fan's inner excitement gradually calmed down, and he fell into thinking about the relationship between true qi, aura, yin qi and reiki.

What is True Qi? It is a substance that is one energy level lower than Reiki.

What is Reiki? It is an energetic substance between heaven and earth.

What is yin? It is also an energy substance.

Comparing the three, Xia Fan found the problem, true qi is the existence of the first energy level than aura, and yin qi is one of the aura, but it is different from the normal way of expression, what is realized between true qi and aura is a qualitative change process, and what he needs to do now is that the manifestation form between aura and yin qi has changed, and it stands to reason that it should be easier.

Xia Fan's idea is not incorrect, but the difficulty lies in how to achieve the transformation of form.

While thinking about it, Xia Fan recalled again the process of his original true qi turning into a spirit, when the richness of the true qi reaches a certain level, it will turn into aura, in other words, yin qi is also a kind of aura, does that mean that it can directly convert true qi into yin qi?

Suddenly, Xia Fan suddenly thought of someone, and suddenly showed a sudden look, and the person he thought of was Jia Linfeng.

For Jia Linfeng, the feeling for Xia Fan has always been very strange, this brother who looks obscene sometimes gives Xia Fan a very obscene feeling, not only does it look very obscene on the surface, but sometimes Xia Fan feels that this person is obscene to the bone, but sometimes it makes Xia Fan feel righteous and awe-inspiring, full of sunshine, full of masculinity, and obscene appearance does not exist at all, it is this contradictory feeling that arouses Xia Fan's curiosity, which is why he was interested in intersecting with him at the beginning.

But although the two had a lot of sympathy after they intersected, Xia Fan still couldn't understand why Jia Linfeng had such an incredible situation, until Jia Linfeng said to Xia Fan before he died, Xia Fan took it for granted that this situation should be because of Jia Linfeng's cultivation of the exercises, but at this time, it seems that the truth is probably not so simple, and it may be inseparable from the existence of the Yin Wind Cave.

At the same time of guessing, Xia Fan had already taken out a thing, it was really Jia Linfeng's strange humanoid weapon, which made people blush at the humanoid weapon, looking at this weapon, Xia Fan suddenly had a trace of realization, this weapon or a magic weapon is more suitable, after this discovery, Xia Fan couldn't help but be a little stunned, and felt that it was really incredible.

For Jia Linfeng, Xia Fan is too familiar, he can be sure that Jia Linfeng is a martial cultivator of the Eight Classics, not an imposter like him, but the martial cultivator can actually use the magic weapon, Xia Fan still learned for the first time, you must know that he had given the magic weapon flying sword he refined to Yun Shu and Xiaocui before, and in their hands it was just like the weapon of this world, and even in terms of grade alone, it was better to use the weapon of this world, because it was easy to get a higher grade than those two flying swords.

This incident undoubtedly confirmed that Wu Xiu Geng could not urge the magic weapon to fight, but at that time, Xia Fan saw Jia Linfeng use this magic weapon, although he did not see the same battle as urging the flying sword himself, but the power it showed was definitely not something that this world's weapons could show.

At the same time as all kinds of speculations in his heart, Xia Fan made another move, and a yellowed booklet appeared in his hand, which was left by Jia Linfeng when he was dying, when Jia Linfeng said that it was the exercises he practiced, and said that it was given to him, and how could Xia Fan, who had countless cultivation exercises in his mind, really take it to heart, so he quickly forgot about it in a corner.

But at this time, there was undoubtedly the answer that Xia Fan wanted in this exercise, and Xia Fan naturally remembered it again.

Looking at this yellowed booklet, it is unremarkable, there is not even a name on the cover, although it looks old, but there is no trace of damage, Xia Fan even feels very strong between his fingers, Xia Fan suddenly realized the extraordinaryness of this booklet.

With some anticipation, Xia Fan opened it, but as soon as he opened it, he was dumbfounded, and he didn't even believe his eyes at all, where is this an exercise, this is simply ......

Xia Fan faintly has a feeling of surging blood, I have to say that the painter of this work, if his profound painting skills can definitely win a Nobel Prize for painting in the real world, it is simply lifelike, vivid and realistic!

As if returning to their college days, Xia Fan and Han Yang sat at the computer, flipping through the screen on the computer, and discussing with relish: "Tsk...... It's okay in this position!"

The booklet is not thick, at best thirty or forty pages, and soon Xia Fan finished reading the front picture, there is still about half of the pages left, starting with a page of dense text, Xia Fan still discarded the front picture part, and looked at this text attentively.

This is a mental method, it is obviously written in the common language of the ancient cultivation realm, the content is jerky and obscure, after reading it once, Xia Fan's eyes were dark, so he had to read it again, but the result did not change much.

Xia Fan had no choice but to continue to turn the next page, and it was still the same, until the last page, when Xia Fan saw a sentence on the last line.

Xia Fan Zheng really wanted to drag the author of this book out and beat him hard, although he knew that the author was impossible to find, and in the end, Xia Fan had no choice but to choose to believe that this book was an exercise again, after all, this book was given to him by Jia Linfeng, and it was impossible for him to make fun of himself, and it was at that time, maybe he couldn't understand it just because he couldn't understand it.

While thinking about it, Xia Fan turned to the first page of the text again, studied it carefully, and then Xia Fan kept scratching his ears and cheeks, just imagine giving you a piece of ancient text, you don't know how many words in it, in the absence of an ancient Chinese dictionary, you can suddenly have an epiphany? Obviously, this is impossible.

So no matter how hard Xia Fan tried, the outcome was already doomed, and it was impossible for him to understand, but Xia Fan was still stupidly studying, and he didn't even notice after experiencing several storms.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, a wave of tiredness hit his whole body, Xia Fan yawned, and then snoring.

Xia Fan had a dream that he had returned to his college days in reality, he was sitting at the computer and scrolling the mouse, and Han Yang was flying saliva behind him.

Xia Fan seemed to know that he was dozing off, and tried to open his eyes, wanting to continue studying the booklet, but as soon as his eyes fell on the words on it, his eyes closed again.

Xia Fan dreamed that his hands were making strange movements, and at that time he was still wondering why he was so strange, but he didn't know that he was really doing a strange set of movements with his eyes closed at this time.