The next morning, the sky was just dawning, Lang Chuan sat cross-legged on the bed, although he did not have outstanding talent, but he had enough perseverance and persistence, even at night he never gave up meditation and vomiting, if it was according to the previous physique, maybe the body would collapse, but now after reaching the level of condensation, the aura and the energy brought by food to the body are comparable, and the sleep time can be greatly reduced.

Recently, the basic exercises that have just been started, after a night of speculation, Lang Chuan has a good understanding of the five elements of the basic spells such as wind resistance, fire bomb technique, ice archery technique, landslide technique, and thunder snake technique, although he has not mastered it, but he can succeed once out of ten, for Lang Chuan, if he encounters an opponent of the same strength, he has a lot of confidence and certainty.

Lang Chuan patted the dust on his body and touched his chin, Xiao Teng's deliberate fault finding fault some time ago, he has always been worried about it, and the idea of being a gentleman only by straightening his waist has not changed, and now he has to find some beasts and insects to practice the basic exercises he has learned recently, so that he can get out smoothly when he encounters some troubles again.

Not long after, Lang Chuan found a forest full of wild flowers and weeds in a radius of dozens of miles in the mountain behind Baiyun Peak, and he sat cross-legged on an unusually white rock that was broken by the wind and rain. There are naturally more flowers and insects, and judging from the traces around them, there seems to be no sign of large creatures passing by, and it is relatively safe.

After meditating quietly for half an hour, his state had reached its peak, Lang Chuan suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a buzzing sound from a group of flying insects flapping their wings in his ears, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, according to the basic exercises he had memorized last night, his hands were a little clumsy and pinched the Dharma seal, and after a while, he suddenly pointed at the group of flying insects.

In the silence, a frost arrow that exuded a slight cold breath swished towards the group of flying insects. It all happened in an instant, and before the group could scream, the flying insects were pierced by ice arrows and there was no scum left.

"Wow, that's at stake. Nanikawa's eyes were full of excitement, like a child getting a fun toy.

Then Lang Chuan pinched the Dharma Seal with both hands again, and suddenly pointed again, only to see that an ice arrow had not yet condensed and turned into countless water droplets scattered on the flowers and plants.

"How can this?"

Langchuan didn't believe in evil, pinched the Dharma seal again, and pointed forward. This time it was even worse, before the ice arrow condensed, the cold air had already frozen his hands blue and purple.

Nanikawa suppressed his impatient heart, thought carefully, and carefully recalled the details of his first success. After a long time, he slapped his head and exclaimed, "I see." ”

This time, Lang Chuan was not in a hurry or impatient, meditated cross-legged for half an hour, once again replenished the aura to the best state, his eyes suddenly opened and closed, his hands were skillful and quickly pinched the seal, and the spiritual sense was integrated into the extracted water, and the frost arrow condensed according to his association, and with a whoosh, a huge frost arrow broke through the air, and the arrow spear emitted a dazzling light, piercing through the trunk of the first and second trees fiercely, and finally nailed to the third tree.

Lang Chuan looked at this amazing scene, was stunned for more than a minute, licked his lips, and then grinned loudly: "Hey, I finally succeeded." ”

Perhaps it was the huge impact just now that frightened the flock of birds perched on the trees, and the whole forest suddenly heard a burst of chirping birds.

However, just as a flock of birds flew over Nanikawa's head, his head flashed, and a brilliant idea suddenly came to mind.

If you think of it, you will do it immediately, this is the character trait of Nanikawa. Lang Chuan pinched the magic seal in his hand, and then suddenly pointed at it, and an eagle full of cold air suddenly rose into the air and flew towards the flock of birds overhead, but just when the eagle opened its sharp mouth, due to the lack of aura of Lang Chuan, the eagle finally turned into countless water droplets and scattered all over the ground.

Although it failed, it confirmed Nanikawa's whimsical ideas and provided great inspiration for future Nanikawa, and he also discovered the big problem of insufficient aura.

Putting this question aside for a while, Lang Chuan continued to meditate, sending out frost arrows of different powers again and again, and the flying insects, birds and beasts next to him had already fled. Looking at this battered battlefield, Nanikawa wiped the sweat stains on his head and grinned contentedly.

Martial arts in the world, only fast and unbreakable, this is a truth that has been practiced in the past half a day. Lang Chuan looked at the corpses of countless birds, touched his nose, picked up a few larger birds, and then raised a bonfire with his hand. After a while, a few golden buttery bright lunches were ready, Lang Chuan gnawed on the bird meat with a mouthful of oil, and hiccuped contentedly, thinking back to what happened before, it was inevitable that there were some emotions in his heart, in this Yuntian Sect, where there were no relatives and friends, in addition to cultivation is cultivation, there was a very strong sense of loneliness in his heart, but fortunately, his progress could make him better.

Feeling is feeling, life has to go on. Langchuan adjusted his mentality and continued to practice the basic exercise, the Wind Resisting Technique.

Lang Chuan's left hand pinched, his right hand pointed forward, a trace of breeze pulled out of the void, permeating his body, just a few breaths of time, the body suddenly felt the loss of weight, Lang Chuan calmed down, controlled the wind speed, and then slowly rose into the air, slowly moving forward. When he gradually adapted to the wind speed, Lang Chuan suddenly mentioned the aura of the dantian, and his whole body soared into the sky, and the wind along the way kept pouring into his mouth, and he played the magic trick again, and his whole body was suddenly tightly protected by a layer of Gangfeng in the middle.

Langchuan slowly flew in mid-air, looking down on the entire forest, and felt very happy in his heart, and all his troubles were left behind.

Unconsciously, a day passed like this, and Lang Chuan basically practiced the few basic exercises of the Five Elements with a little success, although there were slight flaws, but he basically got a glimpse of the door.

Lang Chuan sat on the rock and continued to meditate to fill up the posture, intending to test how many basic exercises and spells could be issued by the aura stored in the dantian today.

"Ice Archery"

"Landslide"

"Fire Bomb"

"Razer"

"Wind Resisting Technique"

Every time he shouted angrily, Lang Chuan sent out multiple exercises in one go, and the speed of pinching the Dharma seal with both hands became faster and faster, and he became more and more proficient.

After repeated tests, Lang Chuan can basically play a series of tricks, and he also knows the number of exercises that his current aura storage can release.

On the first floor of Condensation, the amount of spells that can be cast is:

Small Ice Archery, two.

Minor landslides, three.

Small Fire Bomb Technique, one.

Razer spell, not yet able to play.

Wind resistance, half an hour.

"This will be the place where I practice in Langchuan in the future, and it is more convenient to build a pavilion here. After speaking, he raised his aura violently, slapped the storage bag, and with a whoosh, a gentleman's sword with a whole body of turquoise came out of its sheath, with an extremely strong sword intent with a trace of coldness. However, the situation that made Lang Chuan dumbfounded, this was an extremely blunt sword and it was a broken sword that was only two-thirds left, and what made Lang Chuan's scalp tingle even more was that this sword actually flew towards him.

Lang Chuan didn't have time to think about it, he pouted his ass and ran, and one person and one sword chased and ran like this.

"Senior Brother Yunfei, help!"

"Senior Brother Yunfei, help!"

“......”

Lang Chuan, who was tired, stopped for a while, and his butt would soon be poked by the extremely blunt gentleman's sword.

"Who is this? so funny? haha......

"This seems to be Master Song's third disciple. ”

Lang Chuan never thought that today's embarrassment would be talked about by the entire Baiyun Peak disciples after dinner.

"Senior Brother Langchuan, just remove the spiritual sense on your sword. Xue Yunfei looked at Lang Chuan's embarrassment and couldn't help laughing and shouting loudly.

"yes, I didn't think of that, damn it. Lang Chuan suddenly stopped running, pinched the magic seal with both hands, and a gentleman's sword without spiritual sense poked Lang Chuan's ass for the last time, and immediately fell to the ground with a clatter.

Lang Chuan's face was flushed, and he walked over to pick up the gentleman's sword with strange movements, and said hatefully: "Lock you up forever." ”

Junzi Jian seemed to understand Lang Chuan's words, and when he threw the sword into the storage bag, he actually found that the sword couldn't be put in.

Monk Langchuan Zhangji was puzzled and shouted angrily: "Nima, your temper is quite big." ”

Tide reluctantly picked up the gentleman's sword and walked towards his residence, he didn't want to continue to be embarrassed here.