"My son is not afraid!"
Ji Jiuwei's face was full of heartache. He hugged his son tightly and patted his back, but his eyes swept over everyone coldly: "Everyone, he is so big. He is still a child. Why bother to use knives and guns to lose the Taiping Palace?" Clean!”
What a comfort! If you get into trouble, I'm blocking you! Xin Zhuo sighed shamelessly.
People from all directions suddenly realized, but... they are still children? A child who is halfway to the level of a great master...
Regarding the "Good Fortune Pavilion", there was still an old man with a sad look on his face, and said angrily: "Junior sister Ji, we are not just arguing with the younger generation, but this Good Fortune Pavilion is of great importance. It is the ancient magical martial arts that opened up for me in the Taiping Palace." A great blessing, just waiting for the prosperous times to come, can help!
Which one is more important, Junior Sister Ji has to weigh it herself! "
Ji Jiuwei frowned slightly, seeming to think that the matter was difficult, but still protected Xin Zhuo: "My son is a little naughty, I will discipline him, I will discuss this matter with the palace master tomorrow!"
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't say anything for a while.
"Let Jiang Yuqing tell himself, why did he break into the Creation Pavilion without permission?"
An old voice in the distance sounded like a bell. It was unclear whether it was angry, dull or majestic.
Everyone saluted at the same time, and then couldn't help but look at Xin Zhuo in Ji Jiuwei's arms.
Ji Jiuwei couldn't protect him any longer, so he had to pat Xin Zhuo on the head and lower his voice: "You brat, the palace master is asking, come back, it's okay, to be honest, my mother is protecting you!"
Xin Zhuo's nose was filled with the refreshing fragrance of Manju flowers on my mother's body. He turned back and looked at the place where the voice came from. He was vaguely aware that he was being stared at by a hot gaze. With a slight cough, the appearance of the naughty child seeking my mother's help disappeared. He cupped his fists and saluted. :
"To be honest, all uncles, senior uncles, senior brothers, and senior sisters, I just entered the Taiping Palace today and took a nap in the afternoon. Suddenly I felt something calling me from the dark, and there was a voice saying, 'Jingtai Miaoti, cleanse. Pure creation'..."
He couldn't run away, so he had to make up an excuse to pass by. Xin Zhuo looked very serious. He still understood the principle of deceiving others first. He said, "I have never experienced this feeling before. I am extremely curious in my heart. At night, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I followed the feeling in my dream and sprinkled water on each palace to test it, and finally got here, and an accident happened!"
This stylish answer is so classy and dreamy!
Even though the people present were all masters at the top of the martial arts pyramid, and they had heard and heard about it, and thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be the same as the plot of those literati's fantasy books.
The crowd looked at each other blankly, not understanding, and not knowing how to question it. It seemed very reasonable, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why a boy who entered the Taiping Palace on his first day did this?
Shui Qingliu, Hongye and Yuan Chengfeng frowned slightly, is this really the case?
Even my mother fell into deep thought.
There was a burst of laughter in the distance, and the voice of the "Palace Master" asked: "Oh? So, you have a destiny destiny with the Creation Pavilion, maybe you already know the ancient supernatural powers?"
The countless eyes around him suddenly became hot and surprised.
Xin Zhuo glanced at his mother and thought that it wouldn't work if he didn't explain anything. He quietly looked into the moon-watching well:
Inexplicably, there is an extra sacrifice:
[Sacrifice to the spirits: The ancient magical scrolls storage room contains eighteen volumes of broken martial arts magical powers.
The dark charm has been washed away, and the owner of the well can share it! 】
After how long, Xin Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little emotional that he finally had a new martial arts technique, and it was obtained in this way.
The key is "supernatural power"!
The difference between "supernatural power" and "martial arts" is that the latter requires the warrior's personal understanding, expansion of meridians, and enlightenment to achieve such things as Hinayana, Mahayana, mastery, subtlety, transformation, and enlightenment.
"Supernatural power" is similar to the "Tongxuan" in martial arts, but it has non-attack abilities that are not found in martial arts. To give an inappropriate example, Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel belongs to the skill of attack and somersault. But it's just magical power.
It has magical powers but is not absolutely incapable of attacking.
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but feel excited. Being broken or something was nothing at all. It could be fused!
Seeing that everyone was still waiting at this time, I remembered too many martial arts techniques, so I threw out two true ones and a few false ones.
So he looked solemn and said: "There are four exercises in total. I will tell you them all without hesitation!"
Ji Jiuwei's eyes brightened slightly, and he wanted to stop him, but when he saw that the people around him were already full of energy and sat down cross-legged, he had no choice but to give up!
"This book is called "The Sunflower Book". It is about refining elixirs and taking medicine, connecting the inside and outside, the way to practice qi, and being guided by thoughts. It is too vague and too imaginary. The sky and the earth are divided into pure and turbid to create people, and people's vitality... If you want to practice magical skills, no matter what Men and women must first secede from the palace!"
The group of people who listened carefully were suddenly surprised.
Xin Zhuo has already started to pull out the second part:
"It's called "Lingbo Weibu". Lingbo Weibu is actually a wonderful art of controlling air and flying..."
"It's called "Gou Shen Miao Zhu", but it's a fragment..."
"The name "Blood Drinking Crazy Sword" is the sword technique of Leng Wuwei, a master of the 19th realm 1,900 years ago..."
At the end of this, the first two parts were compiled based on countless mental law books in his mind. He adapted them in a reasonable way based on the various techniques in his mind. If they don't see any problems, it's their own business if they can't practice them or dare not practice them.
After saying that, his face was dripping with cold sweat, and he lay in my mother's arms again: "Mom, I'm tired, take me back!"
Ji Jiuwei was also immersed in the understanding of the exercises. Hearing this, he felt sorry for his son. He grabbed him and rushed straight to the "Douyun Palace".
When he arrived at the yard, Xin Zhuo found a random excuse, rushed into the room, closed the door tightly, took a few deep breaths, sat down cross-legged, and carefully tasted the eighteen incomplete magical powers.
In detail, although these eighteen incomplete magical powers are all offensive martial arts and the like, they are also divided into two types, one is a magical power that confuses the mind, and the other is a cruel offensive magical power.
grab!
【Yuehua 80/100】
[Blood-drinking mad sword magical power fragment]
【The Fragmentary Volume of Gou Shen Miao Zhu】
[Fragment of the Heaven Seizing Sword Technique]
[Bloodthirsty Magic Fragment]
[Fragment of Psychedelic and Magical Skills]
…
【Zhongmiao centrifugal fragments】
Meditate for a moment.
Fusion!
【Yuehua 20/100】
The surface of the well shone like never before, with weapons flying, figures swaying, and martial arts colliding!
[Blood Transforming Divine Sword Skill Remains]
(It cannot be fused again, but it can be perfected with strong blood energy and murderous aura, and it can enter the third-grade natal essence treasure magical power)
[Introducing the soul to the white blade]
(Cannot be fused again)
absorb!
The shadows in his mind were shaking like a roller coaster, and the meridians all over his body were sore and numb. It took him a full stick of incense to calm down, and he was already covered in cold sweat.
Level 1 of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword Technique?
Leading the soul to take the sword? 100% being caught with bare hands? Is there really such a kind of martial arts in the world? Isn't this contrary to Kuro's talent?
This thing...
He endured the discomfort and even had a strong desire to find someone to give it a try.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Shui Qingliu walked in. He hesitated and asked: "Junior brother, I know you are not asleep. Without comment, tell senior sister, the Sunflower Book..."
Before she could finish speaking, Xin Zhuo couldn't help it anymore. He picked up a bamboo stick that he didn't know what to do next to him, locked his breath on Shuiqingliu, concentrated on it, and cut it down with all his strength according to the method of attracting the soul to the white blade: "Shuiqingliu, Look at the sword!”
Shui Qingliu, who was full of thoughts, looked stagnant, as if he was being pulled by something, suddenly he was in front of him, knelt on one knee and raised his hands up, clamping the bamboo strips.
He immediately reacted and backed away, looking as if he had seen a ghost: "Master, junior brother, what do you mean?"
