Because it was for the sake of teaching, Wang Mingyuan deliberately rehearsed for Wang Changsheng several times, and slowed down as much as possible, before he slowly called it a day, looked at Wang Changsheng, and said, "Remember?"

Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment, and then nodded a little uncertainly, Wang Changsheng usually cultivated, and it was already very good to be able to successfully release the Wind Blade Technique once out of ten times, yesterday was pure luck, after listening to his father's teachings, some obscure things were also clear, but whether he could successfully cast the Wind Blade Technique, he didn't dare to pack the ticket. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, you come and try it," Wang Mingyuan was not surprised at all, he had just started practicing a spell, and the chance of success in casting the spell was not high, according to Wang Changsheng, he had only been learning the Wind Blade Technique for less than two days, and yesterday was pure luck.

Wang Changsheng took two steps forward, took a deep breath, and the words in his mouth began to appear, and a palm-sized gray sheet emerged, and it became brighter and brighter.

Before he could rejoice, the incantation reached an obscure place, and the speed couldn't help but slow down, and the gray flakes shook for a moment, and then turned into a little blue light and dissipated.

"Dad, why is it that I have memorized the spell of the Wind Blade Technique, but I can't finish the spell smoothly when I cast the spell," Seeing that the prototype of the Wind Blade dissipated, Wang Changsheng did not lose heart, but seriously consulted his father.

"Do you usually practice spells separately from pinching techniques," Wang Mingyuan frowned lightly and asked.

"yes!

"That's right, to successfully cast a spell, spells and pinching techniques are indispensable, you separate the two from cultivation, although the speed of familiarization is fast, but when you really cast spells, there will always be some blockages, this is not a problem, come, you practice a few more times and see," After thinking about it, Wang Mingyuan explained.

Wang Changsheng's mouth sounded the spell of the Wind Blade Technique again, and the ten fingers quickly pinched the spell, while Wang Mingyuan stood aside, pointing out some of his mistakes from time to time.

In the glade between the forests, the sound of the father and son talking from time to time, and the sounds of the surrounding birds and beasts did not distract Wang Changsheng, and his immature little face looked extraordinarily serious.

An afternoon of time was quickly spent under Wang Changsheng's non-stop cultivation for a moment, and such efforts were not without results, now he had ten wind blade techniques, and he could succeed four or five times, although it was still a little jerky, but it was not very far from familiarity.

"Okay, eat something and take a rest," Wang Mingyuan didn't know when he brought the food, and threw a water bag in his hand to Wang Changsheng.

After reciting the mantra all morning, Wang Changsheng had already felt dry in his mouth, took the water bag, and only listened to the sound of "goo" and "goo", and the sweet well water flowed through his throat, Wang Changsheng felt very comfortable.

In fact, with Wang Changsheng's current cultivation, it is not difficult to practice a water polo technique at all, but his current mind is all about the clan competition in the near future, and he is not interested in learning water polo techniques that are not helpful to the fighting method at all.

Wang Changsheng grabbed a few pieces of dim sum casually, stuffed them into his mouth, mixed them with well water, swallowed them, and then drank a few more sips of water, then walked aside, and the incantation sounded in his mouth again.

"I'll get here today, and I'll practice again tomorrow," Seeing Wang Changsheng with a resolute face, Wang Mingyuan's heart couldn't help but soften, and said, Wang Changsheng's seriousness and dedication to cultivation made him slightly moved, and then he secretly sighed, it seems that his hard work over the years has made this child a lot more precocious.

"Well, dad go back and rest first! I'll go back later," Wang Changsheng replied, but didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

Seeing this, Wang Mingyuan had to shake his head helplessly, Wang Changsheng's efforts were in his eyes, but it was not easy to successfully cast the wind blade, it took him seven days to gradually increase the success rate of casting spells.

With an instruct in his mouth, Wang Mingyuan turned around and walked away, and when she turned around, a touch of relief appeared on her face, and her son's diligence made him extremely satisfied.

"This kid's comprehension and perseverance are good, it shouldn't be difficult to break through the sixth layer of qi refining at the age of twenty..."

Wang Mingyuan's thought just flashed in his heart, and there was a crisp sound of breaking the air behind him, and he subconsciously turned his head to look, and his face froze, and a bright light surged in his eyes, and after a while, it seemed that he suddenly thought of something, and his face immediately showed a resolute look, as if he had made some major decisions.

"It worked!"

In the open space, Wang Changsheng looked at the two palm-sized cyan flakes in front of him in a daze, and a look of joy that could not be concealed appeared on his little face, after a day of practice, Wang Changsheng cast the spell ten times, and he had been able to succeed seven or eight times, and when he looked to the left, he saw that Wang Mingyuan's slow figure had already walked out of the woods.

"Practice for a while, strive for success, and then show your father and surprise him," Seeing this, Wang Changsheng grinned, and the two cyan flakes disappeared, and his lips squirmed quickly again.

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Early the next morning, Wang Changsheng got up, and deliberately changed into clean clothes, today, is the day when the children of the Wang family receive the monthly salary, although there is only a low-level spirit stone, but this kind of treatment, casual cultivation has no chance to enjoy.

Wang Changsheng found a note left by his father on the tea table, which was nothing more than telling himself to cultivate hard and not run around and other old sayings, in this regard, Wang Changsheng was already used to it, in order to earn spirit stones for himself to cultivate, all year round, his father spent less than a month with him, and sometimes he left again before he came back for a few days.

After Wang Changsheng finished washing, tidied up his clothes a little, and after confirming that there was no problem, he walked out of the door, his lips squirmed quickly, and under a loud "fast" drink, the whole person moved forward quickly, and soon disappeared.

Although the Wang family is only a small family of cultivators, there are hundreds of clans in the entire family, of course, there are only a dozen cultivators with spiritual roots, and cultivators are only responsible for cultivation, as for mortals without spiritual roots, they serve cultivators, and without the consent of cultivators, they are not allowed to leave the family for the rest of their lives, in contrast, Wang Changsheng is still relatively free.

After a meal, in front of a certain canyon, Wang Changsheng stopped in front of the dense clouds, took out a yellow talisman from his arms, whispered a few words, and then waved his hand and threw the talisman seal into the clouds.

After a while, a strong wind suddenly blew from the depths of the canyon, whistling in front of Wang Changsheng, and then turned into a little white light in front of his eyes and disappeared.

Wang Changsheng seemed to be accustomed to this, and did not show any surprised expression, and quickly walked into the depths of the canyon along a two- or three-meter-wide passage formed by the strong wind blowing away the dense fog.

A moment later, behind Wang Changsheng, the dense clouds and fog churned and reversed, covering up the passage that had just formed, and the Grand Canyon returned to its usual appearance.

After Wang Changsheng walked along the passage for three or four hundred meters, the dense fog in front of him suddenly disappeared without a trace, replaced by a large complex of buildings, crisscrossing roads, and occasionally a few men and women dressed like him walked through, and in this dense fog-covered canyon, it turned out to be a hidden town.