Chapter 83 My Mother’s Reminder

My mother, Yang Qingyin, shot out lines of fire from her fingertips and rushed straight towards the enemy.

Talking about whether it is fast or not, talking about whether it is slow or not, it is like a frozen snake that cannot bend and crawl.

Xiaoqiu could dodge, but he chose to fight head-on, trying to see if his Mei Xin Fist could block a real spell.

Xiaoqiu turned sideways, accumulating power with his right fist, and punched the line of fire a few feet away with his left fist. This was originally a feint attack technique, but after being integrated with the chanting spell, it became an offensive and defensive move. The numbing sensation caused by silently chanting the spell was absorbed by Xiaoqiu. Autumn took control, firing from his left fist.

The advancing line of fire suddenly stopped, "Huh?" Yang Qingyin on the opposite side said in surprise,

As she raised her brows, the line of fire suddenly gained incomparable strength. As she continued to move forward, Xiaoqiu immediately felt the pressure. He kept reciting the spell silently, but the power of his thoughts was still too weak, and he could only resist for a moment. Just step back.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Qingyin's second line of fire came.

"Sword Flame Technique." Yang Qingyin introduced the technique as he launched the move, "Five Elements Fire Technique, you are just a little kid with a clear understanding of the three fields, but you can actually block my move. It is amazing."

For practitioners, "condensing Qi into elixir" is a cliff. The top and bottom of the ridge are completely two worlds. No matter how powerful Huotong Santian is, it is still within the scope of mortal power, but it is stronger and faster. Once the inner elixir is produced, it will When you learn magic, fundamental changes will occur, far beyond the scope of human power.

Yang Qingyin's praise was indeed sincere. She had been observing Mu Xingqiu's martial arts practice these days and knew that he could make horses stiff. However, it was a bit beyond her expectation that this move could also have an effect on spells.

Xiaoqiu didn't reply. After three lines of fire, he had retreated further and further away and was about to be unable to resist.

Yang Qingyin was not in a hurry, and even stopped to straighten her clothes. She waited until Xiaoqiu came closer before launching her move again, "Is this the so-called mind-reading spell? I heard from Zhou Ping and others that you learned it from Madman Mei - it turns out that Mei Xin That’s how the name of the boxing came about, it’s interesting.”

While speaking, she shot two more lines of fire. The line of fire is a spell that explodes when it encounters objects. The power contained in it is also very powerful. Xiaoqiu originally jumped forward four or five steps, slightly blocking the path of the spell, but in order to To buffer the momentum of the sword and flame technique, he took more than ten steps back.

"All major traditions do not support the learning of spells." Yang Qingyin casually launched the move, without even looking at Xiaoqiu, and expressed her own thoughts: "Because the spell is easy to learn in the early stage, the power in the middle and later stages is far less than the five elements. Once it is deep, If you fall into it, it will also delay your normal practice. It seems that you have gone astray. Is it because you are not selected for this subject? "

Xiaoqiu didn't want to sit still and wait for death. She jumped up suddenly and punched the line of fire a few feet below. With the power of the counterattack, she bounced up a little and pounced on Yang Qingyin like an eagle hunting, firing several moves in the air.

Yang Qingyin was caught off guard, and Xiao Qiu rushed in within seven feet. She hurriedly launched a flaming sword technique and jumped back. At this time, she was hit by a spell, and her body was numb for a moment. Because of this pause, she stopped. It fell from the air and plopped into the pond.

Xiaoqiu was also hit by the Flaming Knife Technique, and the clothes on his chest caught fire. He rolled twice on the ground and got up to extinguish the remaining flames. Fortunately, it was just a little skin injury. Apart from the burning pain, it was nothing serious.

Lin Qingyin was still standing in the pond. The water covered her shoulders. The leather jacket on her body floated, and her whole figure looked like a big bird that accidentally fell into the water.

"The water temperature is good, no wonder you like to take a bath here."

"Come up here and let's fight again." Xiaoqiu said coldly,

His ferocity was aroused, and this time he would rather have a hole burned than beat this woman severely.

Yang Qingyin shook her head, "It's boring. The flame sword skill is extremely low. If I use this move again, I may not be able to beat you. If I try another move, you will be killed in a blink of an eye. It's really boring." If you practice again, I will give you a free reminder: There is something wrong with your practice method. You always want to kill the enemy with one punch. Have you never thought that your biggest problem is that you can't reach the enemy? "

Xiaoqiu was stunned. Of course he had thought about it, otherwise he would not have integrated the spell into the boxing technique to increase the attack distance by a few feet. However, most of his thoughts were on how to integrate it more closely, and he did not think too much about other things. matter.

"Can the distance of chanting the mantra be increased?" Xiaoqiu asked. There was no knowledge of mantras taught at Yangshen Peak.

"Of course, the mantra of reciting the heart is related to the heart. It depends on whether you dare to think about it or not. However, no matter how powerful the mantra is, it cannot be a match for the Five Elements Spell. Otherwise, who would have worked so hard to cultivate the inner elixir? I'm sorry. Suffering from it, since I have this inner elixir, no matter how unwilling I am, I still have to spend some time every day..."

As Yang Qingyin spoke, she took off her clothes and threw them on the shore. It looked like she was going to take a bath in the pond. Xiao Qiu turned around and strode towards her residence.

There was the sound of splashing water behind him, and then a threat: "This pond belongs to me from now on, Mu Xingqiu, you are not allowed to bathe here again! If I find out, I will burn you to charcoal and destroy your body..." …”

Xiaoqiu ignored my mother and closed the door tightly in the room. Thinking back to the fight just now, she found that she was right. Her biggest flaw was that she could not reach the enemy, not that her fists were not strong enough. Compared with most Taoist priests, Generally speaking, it is all about cultivating the body lightly, but in this case, his strength is almost the same.

"It depends on whether you dare to think about it or not." Yang Qingyin's words reminded Xiaoqiu of Meng Yuanhou.

"Are you convinced?" Yang Qingyin's voice sounded outside the house, sounding very happy.

"That's good. I'll come and deal with you in two days, but I can't guarantee that I'll always be in such a good mood, so you should practice 'Spare my life' first."

"Why don't you use magic weapons?" While Yang Qingyin was feeling proud, Xiaoqiu wanted to know more, but there was no answer outside the house. He went out to take a look and found no one.

Nengdan disciples all have several magic weapons, but Yang Qingyin didn't show any of them, which puzzled Xiaoqiu. He remembered that the Honglu Kedu of Yangshen Peak had introduced that magic weapons have many advantages. The worst ones can save mana, and the better ones can even improve the effect of spells. At the beginning, Li Yuechi used different magic weapons at every step from killing snake demons to finding demon species.

Xiaoqiu wrote this down and fell asleep.

Starting from the second day, Xiaoqiu changed his training method. He no longer targeted the herd of horses, but found some small objects, such as stones, branches, and even rice grains. He first used spells on them from five or six feet away. After success, he gradually increased the distance. During this period, he experienced many stagnations and failures. Two days later, he was finally able to use spells to feel and bind the small rice grains from three feet away.

Next, he was going to use the Plum Heart Fist on the rice grains. Once it was integrated with the fist technique, the power of the spell was immediately greatly reduced. Xiaoqiu could only shorten the distance and attack from two feet away.

Under the continuous effect of the spell, the rice grains floated up and down and fluttered left and right with the movement of Xiaoqiu's fist.

This was just the beginning. Xiaoqiu knew that he would gradually increase the distance and change to heavier targets. As long as time passed, he could do all these. He was only hesitant about one thing: Is there really an end to the power of the spell?

Not only Yang Qingyin was not optimistic about the future of spells, but even Grandmaster Pangshan had similar reminders. Although Xiaoqiu was deceived when choosing a disciple, she felt that the Grandmaster had no need to lie about this matter.

"Anyway, I can't condense Qi into a pill now. What else can I do besides practicing spells?" Xiaoqiu never thought about this matter again. In addition to the daily meditation, she practiced the Plum Heart Fist tirelessly.

Yang Qingyin didn't show up for several days. Xiaoqiu even violated the repeated reminders of the Dujiao and used his extraordinary hearing and vision many times, but found nothing. Afterwards, he felt uncomfortable for a long time and couldn't even enter the state of meditation. For people without inner pills, seeing too much and listening too much is a kind of damage.

Xiaoqiu lived a very peaceful life during this period. Every few days, there would be disciples to deliver grass and fodder. Xiaoqiu felt very strange. Obviously, there was green grass in the valley, why did they deliver it separately? But those disciples were only responsible for transportation and didn't like to speak. Xiaoqiu also kept this in mind.

The young demon reappeared, and it was more alert. The two sides had a strange fight: about seven or eight feet apart, the young demon could not break free from the spell, but Xiaoqiu's force on it was pitifully weak, and it did not feel hurt at all.

What made Xiaoqiu dumbfounded was that after a moment of panic, the young demon began to imitate Xiaoqiu's movements and even performed a set of seemingly plausible bone-forging punches!

The young demon's inexperience gave Xiaoqiu an opportunity to take advantage of it. He suddenly rushed up and hit it hard a few times. The moment before disappearing, the young demon's mouth made a clacking sound more intense than ever before.

It was December 25th when Xiaoqiu went to Zhiyong to collect supplies again.

Daliang Shen Xiuming nagging him that he didn't want to chop wood and hoped to grow herbs instead. Winter was a good time to learn how to take care of roots, but Zhang Lingsheng disagreed. .nsh. Xiaoqiu had no way to deal with this. He couldn't beat Zhang Lingsheng up. If he spoke, it would be counterproductive.

There was no sign of Yang Qingyin in the courtyard at the head of the village. She never had to work, and even her meals were delivered on time. She just played every day, playing in various ways. No one knew where she went. She seemed to like this idle life very much.

Not far from the village, Xin Youtao caught up with him.

"Tomorrow." He said.

"What?"

"Be my follower." Xin Youtao said in surprise.

Xiaoqiu was about to forget about this matter, "Are all the things ready?"

"Of course, I wrote an expedited letter and sent it back to Xijie City with a talisman. My sister has bought everything. You can get it tomorrow, but you have to act like a follower."

"What's so difficult about this? I'll stand behind you and keep silent."

Xin Youtao smiled with satisfaction, "You are really smart, but you can't keep silent all the time. You have to speak occasionally. Remember, whether it's me or my sister, you have to call me 'Your Highness'. Call me now."

Xiaoqiu spat on the snow, "The transaction is tomorrow." After that, he strode forward and left Xin Youtao behind.

"My sister is a princess!" Xin Youtao shouted loudly, "She is not easy to deceive!"

Xiaoqiu snorted. He had experienced Taoist freaks like my mother Yang Qingyin. How could he be afraid of seeing a mortal princess?

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