[Chapter 1083 asking for trouble]
“Get up, dear boy.”
Yun Mushroom lifted Song Yan up, and the smile on his face was full of kindness: “By the way, Yunxiao, if you encounter anything you don’t understand in your practice, you can ask your uncle Taishi.”
Having said that, Yun Mushroom’s expression became more and more gentle and kind.
“Okay Grand Master, I remember it.” Song Yan nodded.
After sending the cloud mushroom away, Song Yan took out the jade slip and put it on his forehead to start reading the contents.
This practice is called “Raging Fire True Yang Gong”, and it is possible to reach the middle stage of Jindan if you practice it to perfection.
With Song Yan’s cultivation base, it was not easy to understand a Jindan-level exercise. It only took an hour to master this exercise, and there was no obstacle to cultivation.
As soon as his mind moved, the real essence of the third level of Qi refining in his body circulated along different meridians. After a few small weeks, the real essence had become a fiery real essence with fire attributes.
The next morning, on the Yunvmen Square.
Every morning, three generations of disciples will come to the square to give morning classes. The content of the morning class is divided into two parts. First, the second-generation disciples explain the use of various Taoist techniques.
Because three generations of disciples generally do not have magic weapons, if they encounter a battle, they have to use Taoism. If they don’t even know Taoism, they can only use brute force.
Generally, the second-generation disciples will only give lectures for half an hour, and for the remaining half-hour, the third-generation disciples will come forward to share their cultivation experience with everyone. It is reasonable to say that everyone is qualified to go there, but in fact, every time they go there are The most outstanding among the three generations of disciples.
Before living in the middle of the mountain, Song Yan didn’t come to do the morning class, but after moving to the top of the mountain, he began to come to the morning class with everyone.
Today, the Taoist who is explaining the use of Taoism is Shishu Xuexin, one of the second-generation disciples, and the Taoism she teaches is Fireball.
Fireball is a relatively low-level spell, and the minimum requirement for the caster is only the second level of Qi refining.
To successfully release a Taoist technique, formulas, magic formulas, true essence, and control power are all indispensable.
The so-called formulas are also incantations, and some peculiar syllables can trigger some kind of change between heaven and earth. The formulas of Taoism are such peculiar syllables.
The tricks are gesture movements, which have the effect of pulling the power between heaven and earth and improving attention. As for the real essence, it is an introduction, or a death bait, because often the power of Taoism is more than that of the Taoist itself. of the person.
Lastly is control.
You can look at Taoism as a weapon. If you successfully release the Taoism, you need to use your control to control the Taoism to attack the enemy.
It’s like, a beginner and a marksman proficient in holding the same gun, it must be the one who is proficient in marksmanship is more threatening.
The same is true of releasing Taoism. If you can’t control it, it is no use if you release Taoism and can’t hit the enemy.
Therefore, the formula, the magic formula, the true essence, and the control force are all indispensable.
It was obviously not the first time for Xue Xin to explain the fireball technique. She explained and demonstrated it at the same time, so most of the disciples watched it with great interest.
Soon, half an hour passed, and it was time for the third generation of disciples to explain their cultivation experience.
“Who would like to share their cultivation experience with you today?” Xue Xin asked with a smile.
“I come.”
A cold voice sounded, and then, a tall woman strode towards the high platform.
“It’s Senior Sister Lingmei!”
“Great, Senior Sister Lingmei actually wants to share her cultivation experience!”
“Senior Sister Lingmei is the most powerful third-generation disciple besides Senior Sister Lingyan.”
As this tall figure came to power, the three generations of disciples below showed surprises.
“Junior sisters, junior brothers, today I’m here to share my cultivation experience with you!” Lingmei stood facing everyone, her eyes slowly swept down, confident and calm, but when she swept over Song Yan, she obviously stayed longer. After a while, at the same time, when she mentioned the word “Junior Brother”, she was very serious.
“Clap clap clap!”
Immediately, there was a burst of warm applause from below.
Lingmei raised her hand, and suddenly, the bottom became quiet, only to hear her continue: “Today, I mainly share with you a few tips in cultivation…!”
Lingmei’s eloquence is very good, and the logic is quite clear. At the same time, the few cultivation tips she told are also interesting and useful. Therefore, the three generations of disciples below are very interested, and many people look at her. The eyes are also a little more admirable.
Feeling the adoring eyes of the disciples who came to the stage, Lingmei was very proud. Suddenly, her eyes swept over the humble handyman again, but she found that the other party’s expression was very indifferent.
Suddenly, a burst of anger rose from the bottom of her heart, and the thought of wanting to teach this kid a lesson came up again.
But she knew that this little handyman was now backed by Senior Ah Qing, and even if she wanted to teach him a lesson, she couldn’t do it blatantly.
Before I knew it, another half an hour passed, and the morning class ended.
All the disciples also dispersed.
Song Yan was also preparing breakfast in the small courtyard where he lived. A voice came from behind: “Junior Brother Lingxiao, please wait.”
Song Yan turned around, looked suspiciously at Lingmei walking towards him, smiled and said, “Senior Sister Lingmei, what’s the matter with you?”
Lingmei walked in front of Song Yan with three steps and two steps, and lowered her voice: “Little bastard, I tell you, don’t think that with the support of Senior Ah Qing, you can ignore other people!”
“Snapped!”
A crisp slap sounded, and immediately, the surrounding disciples all looked at Song Yan and Lingmei in astonishment.
Lingmei covered her cheeks very wrongly, she never dreamed that Song Yan would dare to slap her, and then she rushed towards Song Yan like crazy: “Little bastard, you dare to hit me, I am going to kill you!”
Song Yan seemed to have expected it long ago, and had already retreated seven or eight meters away. At the same time, he raised his hand and threw a talisman.
“Bang!”
A flamingo talisman exploded in mid-air, and then, a flaming bird about one meter high with its wings bathed in flames fluttered towards Lingmei.
“boom!”
“what!”
Firebird and Lingmei’s body collided in mid-air, and then Lingmei screamed and flew back, because flames appeared on her hair and clothes.
Seeing this scene, everyone’s expressions became stagnant again. What was the situation? Why did Senior Sister Lingmei and Erdan fight, and it seemed that Senior Sister Lingmei suffered a loss.
She quickly extinguished the flames on her hair and body. Lingmei, who was originally tall and slender, tall and beautiful, looked extremely embarrassed. She stared at Song Yan with two eyes that seemed to be real, and paused every word. “Little bastard, I want you to die!”
As soon as the words fell, Lingmei opened her mouth and spewed out a flying sword, which turned into a black lightning and shot towards Song Yan.
