A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 845 Dojo Practice

The art of divination and experience?

In the sky.

The miniature version of Greedy Wolf shines brightly.

Lu Li held an ancient silk book in his hand and carefully read it. It was a reward he brought from the Three Kingdoms World during his mid-term exam, and was carried by the Yellow Turban General of Taiping Road.

In the past, it wasn't that I didn't want to learn, but that I didn't enter the Tao. When I met Baoshan in the air, I couldn't enter.

"I see……"

Lu Li knew a little bit about each of the seventy-two magic spells, but it was not profound. Right now, through reading the silk script of the Taiping Dao, his understanding of "knowing the time" has improved to a higher level.

[Knowing the time: To explore the laws of the operation of the heavenly way, and to gain insight into the secrets of the heavens by pinching your fingers, is the art of predicting. 】

"Why don't you give it a try?"

Out of curiosity, Lu Li casually asked the smart housekeeper to buy a few copper coins, intending to see how his luck would be in the next exam.

There is no way, even if there are fragments of Taiping Dao for him to study, as for divination, it is just a glimpse of the door, and he must rely on foreign objects.

However……

boom! boom!

The sound of explosions came one after another.

All the Kaiyuan Tongbao in front of him were cracked, as if they had touched some kind of taboo, and were destroyed on the spot.

And seeing such a scene, Lu Li didn't feel disappointed, which was completely expected.

After all, it is difficult even for principals to fully predict their future. Otherwise, a few months ago, there was no need for the school to carry out formal reforms suddenly, and the whole process seemed so hasty.

That being the case, can we see a glimpse of the future by using the tortoise shell and copper coin-shaped magic weapon to upgrade the equipment?

It is not required to see the whole picture, just a small corner.

After a little thought, Lu Li felt it was feasible.

There are three squares in the center of the turtle text on the back of the turtle, representing the three talents of heaven, earth, and man; the ten squares around the turtle's back represent the ten heavenly stems; the twenty-four small squares around the turtle's back represent the twenty-four mountains; the bottom of the turtle shell The twelve represent the twelve earthly branches...

Because of this, the tortoise shell has been an excellent divination material since ancient times. As long as its owner has a deep blood and a thorough cultivation, in theory, he can use it to calculate everything he wants to know.

Of course, blacksmithing requires one's own hard work, and the fortune-teller's own skills must be advanced.

"At the beginning, I felt that the more magical powers I came into contact with, the more ignorant I became."

"Now I have a new realization, and as my cultivation progresses, I gradually realize that I have always been a poor ghost."

After sighing, Lu Li once again ordered the butler to buy the carapace of the 500-year-old turtle and a few copper coins contaminated with aura.

Change to a simple goal to verify what you have learned.

This time, instead of divining himself, he chose the black-maned horse.

First of all, this guy is not too powerful, so if he asks about his future, he should not commit any taboos, let alone be backlashed by legends.

Secondly, the black-maned horse was created by his master's blood, so it would save a lot of effort to calculate it now.

So, according to what he had learned, Lu Li first used a tree branch to draw a gossip diagram on the ground, put the copper coin into the tortoise shell, and shook it a few times.

Quickly, come to the conclusion:

Zhongji.

As for further calculations, it is obviously impossible, because just now, the 500-year-old tortoise shell and the copper coins were all shattered.

at the same time.

The black-maned horse that was slurping at Yuehua Tunadi was suddenly frightened, woke up from the state of cultivation, looked around for a while, as if aware of something, suddenly looked at the top of the lonely mountain.

Lu Li pressed his hand to signal it not to worry.

Out of trust in his master, Ma'er didn't ask questions immediately, but glanced at the bull devil who was still practicing beside him, and then adjusted the rhythm of breathing.

It can be seen that there is a strong atmosphere of enlightenment in the family.

Even the most inconspicuous black-maned horse worked so hard, let alone Lu Li, the master.

Putting the remnants aside, he sat on the top of the mountain, facing the starry sky within reach, practicing meditation and seizing every moment.

...

"Medicine meets qi to form an image, and the combination of Dao and Xiyi is nature."

"Swallowing a golden elixir into my stomach, I realized that my fate was beyond my control."

Looking at the sun emerging in the sky, and feeling the sound of thunder flashing in his mind, Pan Ming couldn't help but sigh with emotion. After getting rid of the blessing brought by King Qin Guang's dharma body, he felt again that he could actually control life and death.

And this kind of power is not the blessing of personality, it all comes from itself.

"If you go to the prehistoric world, can you become a fairy foundation by taking a breath of spiritual energy?"

When he sighed and imagined, Duke also gained something. Although he hurriedly refined the divine seal and became the emperor of Song Dynasty, he also gained some insights because of this, and obtained a great supernatural power to condense Yan Luo's Dharma.

After a night of practice, he has made some progress in the method. According to Duke's own estimation, he should be able to get started before entering the formal exam scene.

Lu Li was even more so.

After a night of meditation, it seems that I didn't realize any supernatural powers. I just sorted out my past gains, but I gained a lot.

At the beginning, he was greedy because he had too few means, so it was easy to lose money in fighting with others. Now thinking about it, it is really time to find a few supernatural powers that are worth putting in effort to practice.

【Tiangang: As you wish】

【Tiangang: Ride the Clouds and Mist】

【Earth Fiend: Swordsmanship (Using Qi to Control the Sword)】

【Transformation Art: Zhu Yan】

【The Art of Change: Qing Ji】

These are his most commonly used and most practical supernatural powers, and they must be practiced, especially the latter two. Lu Li even obtained high-quality divine beast true blood from the assistant teacher to speed up his practice.

"What should Faxiang do?"

"Not enough time."

On the lonely mountain, he couldn't help sighing, Yama of the Ten Palaces left a way for the successor, and Emperor Fengdu was no exception.

Although there is no treasure house, he provides a great supernatural power that is by no means weaker than Tiangangshu:

The Dharma Prime Minister of Beiyin Great Emperor.

Once a small achievement in cultivation is achieved, regardless of the increase in combat power, no matter where you go in the future, as long as there is the underworld, you can get the blessing of luck from the underworld, and you will love it.

But the problem was that Lu Li couldn't allocate time!

Whether it is Tiangang, Earth Sha, or the art of transformation, it takes a lot of time to study. Many monks even need to spend their entire lives studying one of them, and they still feel that they have not explored the end when they are dying.

This is the trouble with happiness.

In addition, Lu Li also did not give up his battle spirit, as a general, he stood on the battlefield with this!

What's more, this road has just begun, and the potential is endless. It is through it as a medium that one can obtain ideas and Tanlang inheritance.

"Let's refine the true blood first."

There is no class schedule for a whole day, so it must not be wasted in vain. The jade bottle filled with Zhu Yan's true blood was opened and the seal was removed.

Lu Li opened his mouth, and saw strands of extremely tiny, thinner than a hair strand of blood flying out of it. The amount was small, but it was better than continuous.

boom!

The imperial robe on Lu Li's body was bulging. Fortunately, the material was extraordinary, otherwise there was a risk of it bursting.

And the moment the real blood entered the body, an almost violent emotion filled his heart, as if a furious ape was roaring inside.

It's true that you are distracted.

At the bottom of the mountain, next to the lake.

The sight of Lu Li's red eyes frightened the black-maned horse. It looked at the bull demon and seemed to be asking what to do?

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