"The first way is to learn from others' strengths and practice is simple, but in fact it is only simple in the early stage. Later, as more and more techniques are integrated, the requirements for understanding and talent will become more and more important."
This is certainly not a problem for Changqing, but it may not be the case for others.
Dongfang Lan's heart suddenly suddenly thought, this is indeed a training trap!
In Liuyun Continent, monks can cultivate to the highest level of heaven and human realm.
But if you reach heaven and come into contact with more and more advanced techniques...
Dongfang Lan couldn't help but feel scared for a while.
The extremely spiritual body only allowed her to practice much faster than ordinary people. Merely comprehending the techniques was enough to drag her to death and disappear into the mortal world.
"If you don't consider your understanding and talent, there is no upper limit to the first path."
Dongfang Lan was speechless for a while.
How could this not be considered?
Your lifespan will be exhausted before you can comprehend it...at least your cultivation progress will be slower and slower!
This is simply a trap specially designed to harm Tianjiao!
"What about the second path, specializing in one of them?" Dongfang Lan held his breath.
I'm afraid that there are some traps hidden on "this road".
Changqing thought for a while and said: "Specialize in one of them. What I just said is that it is difficult to practice. But in fact, it is only difficult at the beginning. The more you practice later, the easier it will be. After all, this is equivalent to only practicing two techniques, and one is not. Qingyun Kung will change. As time goes by, the longer it goes, the lower the price of this practice becomes."
"But..."
"But what?"
"You have to learn to give up. If you step on two boats, you will end up falling into the water."
Dongfang Lan took a deep breath, she even felt a little ashamed.
Because she didn't even reach the step of "stepping on two boats".
She always thought it was just a boat.
After learning Qingyun Gong, do you still know how to give up?
If she had heard it before, she would have definitely thought it was a fantasy!
"Let's talk about the strength of the two." Changqing pursed his lips, paused and then said: "There is always a limit to combat power. In theory, any cultivation method can reach this limit. When this limit is reached, the level of the skill , good and bad, will cease to exist.”
Dongfang Lan listened carefully.
Chang Qing continued: "If they all reach the limit of their combat power, the difference between strong and weak depends on restraint."
Dongfang Lan nodded thoughtfully. The training trap of learning from everyone's strengths, of course you can restrain everything when you reach this limit!
However, how much luck, how many opportunities, and how long do we need to live to reach this theoretical limit?
"My Qingyun Kung Fu has been integrated with several heaven-level techniques into one, making up for each other's weaknesses. I don't even know how to discard them... I can no longer distinguish between these techniques. After the fusion, I can already say that it is not See you again with these techniques..."
Dongfang Lan waited expectantly for Changqing to answer her questions.
Changqing chuckled and asked directly: "Guess why Qingyun Gong has the ability to spread gong?"
Dongfang Lanjiao's body trembled and she understood instantly.
What is abandoned is not what has been cultivated and integrated, but everything!
Qingyun Gong's dispersing skills are not dissipated cultivation in the popular sense. This cultivation can be completely re-condensed and return to the top without bottlenecks.
"What I need to do is to practice again and focus on amplifying one technique. When I return to the physical body, I will re-concentrate my cultivation and only operate according to this new technique."
"correct."
Dongfang Lan took a long breath. She didn't know how to thank Changqing.
After determining the way of cultivation, it gave her immense confidence and indescribable relief.
She was suddenly startled and had an unreal feeling.
Because she realized a problem.
Changqing, now only has the Qi Condensation Realm!
He actually looks like an ancient warrior who has been practicing for thousands of years...
What she didn't know was that, in a sense, Changqing had been practicing for thousands of years.
The two paths of cultivation mentioned above were both "travelled" by Changqing step by step, and every hundred years and one dream after another.
"Pure Qingyun Gong is enough. Now that you have this second path, with your understanding, it will be no difficulty to practice it. I will find a way to help you and me to find a heaven-level masterpiece as soon as possible. Kung Fu!"
Dongfang Lan thought about it.
"Don't worry." Chang Qing shook his head, "For me, practicing the best heaven-level skills is not much different from practicing the Explosive Flame Technique. It all depends on my own cultivation level. The first level of the Qi Condensation Realm, together. With just such a little bit of anger, you can't come up with many tricks."
On the contrary, Changqing felt that it might be more appropriate for him to practice low-level martial arts and martial arts.
Because that will save a lot of time that has been a dream for hundreds of years.
As for combat power, there are also various divine spells.
The main reason is that Qingyun Gong and Qingyun Sword are at the middle level of heaven level!
If you learn it casually, you can "feed" it to the top of the world.
Another point is that only the weak can show off, while the real strong can only attack with normal attacks!
"What...what do you mean?"
Dongfang Lan's brain suddenly became sluggish, "Could it be that the path of cultivation you want to take is to learn from the strengths of others?"
Even knowing Changqing's understanding, Dongfang Lan couldn't help but worry.
Changqing was noncommittal and did not explain.
Dongfang Lan thought that Qingyun Kung Fu could be used to dissipate energy, and that she could start over again in the worst case, and her worries were relieved a little.
"I really want to see you practicing Mahayana," Dongfang Lan Youyou said, "Maybe you will be in heaven."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Lan suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his words. Doesn't this mean that she wants to go to heaven with Changqing?
Instantly, my cheeks felt hot, and I couldn't help but feel shy.
Dongfang Lan quickly pointed to the two books on the table and said, "Then you should practice quickly."
Changqing shook his head.
"What's wrong?"
"Practice."
"???"
Dongfang Lan blinked her big, beautiful eyes, each of her long eyelashes was covered with a question mark.
Evergreen just flipped through it hastily, and you may not be able to memorize it, right?
"Don't believe it?" Changqing raised the corner of his mouth.
"How can I believe it?" Dongfang Lan wrinkled her nose.
Changqing picked up the bamboo sword and reached out to hold the hilt.
"Listen to the dragon's roar!"
Chang Qing activated the pitiful bits of Qi at the first level of the Qi Condensation Realm, and the sword blade was slowly unsheathed.
"Wind Gathering Sword!"
Chang Qing pointed his sword at the window. In the room, a strong wind blew. What was terrifying was that every ray of wind was controlled to the smallest detail.
It was like a hurricane, but the furnishings in the room and even the bed curtains were not moved at all!
A loud dragon roar suddenly exploded!
The strong wind seemed to condense into a translucent dragon, which appeared and then suddenly dissipated.
"Are you... kidding?"
"Is this the Wind Gathering Sword?"
Dongfanglan's mind went blank.
Is this a wind-gathering sword that hasn't even reached the yellow level?
The true energy in Changqing's body was directly emptied, and the sword was sheathed. He said helplessly: "This is a fancy display, and it is not as powerful as if I go up and kick it. If you really want to fight, you can't use it like this."
"How to use it?"
"The wind gathers into a line."
On the street, the sudden roar of a dragon startled Sun Ju and Sun Lin.
Passers-by around him even thought that a monster was coming.
While frightened, he cursed at the same time.
I don’t know which bastard caused the prank, but it’s not so scary!
At the gate of the Prison Department, Liu Shanhe's raised steps suddenly froze. His eyes were like lightning, and he crossed the streets directly, as if he saw an inn.
As soon as the footsteps fell, Liu Shanhe's figure disappeared instantly.
