"Thank you, I think it would be difficult for me to get started so quickly without you," Qingni said happily.
Ye Feng shook his head and said: "Your talent is better than mine, and you are more suitable than me. Since you have reached the first level of Qi Refining, I will teach you the next acupuncture method corresponding to the first level of Qi Refining. There are eighty-one styles in total. Each pose has 10 variations."
"So many" Qingni said unexpectedly.
"It's okay, I've thought of a way that suits you." Ye Feng said with a smile. As he spoke, he raised his hand and a ball of water gradually rose from the water surface to form a water sword in Ye Feng's hand. Ye Feng held the hilt of the sword and held the water sword upright in front of him.
"Let's drift away."
Then starting from the tip of the sword blade, the water sword broke into several pieces and then instantly turned into petals, so it looked like the sword directly turned into petals. Ye Feng took advantage of the impermanence of water. Although Ye Feng can do it with a real sword, isn't it the simplest thing to use local materials?
"Think of these petals as needles. Don't worry about the direction of the needle tip at this stage. Remember the path of the needle and my operating technique at this moment are the most important." Ye Feng looked at the flying water petals calmly, and the operating technique was as slow as possible to facilitate clearing. Observation memory. In fact, Ye Feng's idea is also very simple. Use the things the other person likes to integrate what you want to teach, which is the interest learning method. Women generally like beautiful things, such as flowers and butterflies, Ye Feng thought so.
But Ye Feng may not have thought that beautiful things such as butterflies and flowers may be attractive to Qingni, but the most attractive thing is himself.
Qing Ni naturally didn't want to waste what Ye Feng had come up with for his own convenience. It doesn't take a moment to remember them all. And the 10 water petals gathered into Ye Feng's hand again to form the previous water sword.
In this way, the first move is over, so the second move, the third move, and the eighty-one move are all demonstrated in the same way.
Ye Feng looked at the water sword in his hand and said after a moment: "Nah, in fact, there are only so many in the Huayang Acupuncture and Qi Refining Level 1 book, but what is not mentioned in the book is that these eighty-one moves can actually simplify the fusion. It’s a unified formula, and I concluded this myself after research.”
Qing Ni glared at Ye Feng angrily, which meant that since it can be merged into one style, why do you let me learn so much?
Ye Feng smiled and said: "The development of all things in this world is from simplicity to complexity, but the task of us scholars is to simplify from complexity to pursue the one or nothingness at the end of Tao. So the eighty-one formulas before are not only not It’s a waste of time and it’s still basic,”
Ye Feng paused and said: "Qingni, your soul power is not yet able to control this simplified form, but I can demonstrate it to you. Just remember it. It will help you understand and master the eighty-one moves." There are benefits to the formula.”
Saying that, Ye Feng left Qingni and came to the center of the lake. He was seen holding the sword upside down, with the tip of the sword pointing vertically downward. Suddenly Ye Feng let go of his hand, and the water sword slowly fell, plunged into the water and disappeared. But the next moment, eighty-one human-height sword blades appeared within a few dozen meters around Ye Feng. Those sword blades shattered into eight hundred and ten petals. Under the scattering of sunlight, they looked like colorful petals. , following the magic gesture of Ye Feng's hands, the petals flew around Ye Feng. Among the flowers all over the sky, there are some that are really beautiful. Each petal contains murderous intent and slight fluctuations that can destroy the world.
Ye Feng said: "Look."
Ye Feng's fingertips moved, and one of the petals flew out.
"This is the third variation of the thirty-ninth style," Qingni said suddenly.
"Yes." Ye Feng said with a smile.
Qing Ni carefully watched Ye Feng's demonstration of the integrated operation technique, and thought in her heart, leaving aside whether Ye Feng's talent is the best in history, who dares to take the essence of the inherited skills, simplify the complex, and just do it for I admire the innovative methods I have used. After all, there are countless immortal cultivators who stick to the rules since ancient times. No matter how successful they are, they are just following in the footsteps of their predecessors and reaching the realm that their predecessors have already reached. Just like in academia, the situation where one company dominates is not conducive to academic progress and development. Only the contention of a hundred schools of thought is a virtuous circle of academics. If everyone sticks to the rules and doesn't try to find their own way, the contention of a hundred schools of thought will always be empty talk.
When Ye Feng finished his demonstration, all the petals turned into water drops and fell back into the lake, but not a single drop touched Ye Feng's body. Ye Feng walked back to Dao Qingni.
Qingni asked, "Can Ye Feng teach me what you just said?"
"Didn't I teach you everything?" Ye Feng asked doubtfully.
"That's what I'm talking about." Qing Ni imitated Ye Feng, holding a sword and said, "Wander away, that's what I'm talking about."
Ye Feng was stunned and said embarrassedly, "That, that is for me to look cool. After all, in front of a woman like you, even a man can't help but want to look cool."
Qingni's face turned red, "I want to learn that, is that okay?"
Ye Feng nodded and said: "Yes, but it will be very hard."
"It won't be hard if you teach me." Qingni really liked that move. "Do you have a name?"
"No, I haven't thought about it yet. Otherwise, Qingni, you can give it a name."
So Qingni frowned slightly and said after a moment: "Then let's call her Senbonzakura."
. . . . . .
Yun Xi, who was watching this scene from a distance, asked Linglong: "Senior sister, is that fairy my master's Taoist companion, that is, my master's wife?"
Linglong smiled and said, "No, he is my great aunt."
Yun Xi was stunned when he heard this, "How many mothers do you have?"
Linglong clapped her fingers and said, "I have a big big mom, a big mom, a big mom, a little mom, a little mom, a little little mom, and there may be more in the future."
Yun Xi was stunned for a moment, "Master, is he a scumbag?"
When Linglong heard this, she took Yun Xi's hand and said as if she had found someone of the same kind: "I feel the same way. I also think my dad is a scumbag, and he is the best scumbag among scumbags. I" But the next moment, she But he saw Yun Xi crying. She thought Yun Xi was sad because she said her master was a scumbag. He hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Stop crying. I made a mistake. Your master is not a scumbag."
"Crying?" Yun Xi was very confused. Did she cry? She tried touching her face, and sure enough, her eyes were crying uncontrollably. But I don’t feel any sadness at all, so why am I crying? What did you just say, a scumbag? But when I think of the word scumbag, I shed even more tears. Can't stop.
Not only that, but her body started to tremble involuntarily. Yun Xi could only squat down and cover her face to cut away the tears on her cheeks.
