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After returning to the temporary residence, Wu Yi suddenly said to Yun He behind him, "how are you practicing?"
Yunhe didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a while and then rejoiced. This is Wu Yi's first investigation of his accomplishments, which means that he should show his preliminary recognition and acceptance.
Yunhe tried his best to urge himself to swallow the aura into the elixir field, and made the simplest aerosol technique. The mist diffused and covered Zhang Xu's radius. Most of the aerosol techniques were Taoist techniques used by the disciples in charge of the elixir field to water the plants, which were only used to confuse others in the fight.
Although this technique is simple, it is the most common technique used by low-level disciples to show their airway cultivation. You can know the level of cultivation by only looking at the diffuse range of aerosol. According to what Yun he showed, the breath gathers but does not disperse. It should be the second change of Qi.
When casting a spell, Yunhe's whole body has a faint aura, which seems ethereal. However, Wu Yi's cultivation has reached this point, and his vision is much better. He knows that the emergence of aura when casting a spell is not a good thing, which means he can't completely control aura.
However, it is impossible for Yunhe's cultivation to achieve no loss of aura. Even Wu Yi is not sure he can do it without being too harsh.
"How many of your little pills have you used?" Wu Yi asked.
"The Taoist priest said that in the initial cultivation, he tried to swallow Reiki by himself, so none of them was useful." Yunhe responded respectfully.
Wu Yi's cultivation of Yunhe is completely based on the external disciples. Anyway, he doesn't need these pills now. Especially when he went out to find a breakthrough method for him, he accumulated a lot of pills that were useless.
Yunhe, as his Taoist child, is his facade. If his cultivation is too low, it is not beautiful.
Wu Yi doesn't know how to distribute the pills among the disciples of the main courtyard. Anyway, the side courtyard has a sense of Qi. After coming, one small pill is returned every month, two pills are used to gather Qi, four pills are used to receive gas, and so on. Each upper layer is doubled, but 100 pills are capped. This is the division of Qi refining disciples.
As for the big pill, there are no disciples in the realm of refining Qi. Only professors and deacons at the foundation level can be assigned. Wu Yi now has about ten big pills and hundreds of thousands of small pills. Among the foundation builders, he is definitely not a rich man, but he has a group of ghosts that other disciples can't match.
In order to test Yunhe's mind, Wu Yi gave ten small pills to Yunhe before. Now it seems that this son has a good mind and can bear the benefits of swallowing pills to advance quickly. Wu Yi can't help nodding secretly. He has more favorable feelings for him in his heart. He can bear the desire in his heart and won't betray him because of some small profits in the future.
Yunhe brought out several simple spells he practiced. Wu Yi watched them one by one. Although he didn't take time to practice some spells, he gave birth to spiritual knowledge from a strategically advantageous position. It's more than enough to point Yunhe.
It took Wu Yi about a quarter of an hour to point out several places where Yunhe couldn't practice well or even made mistakes. Although it didn't take long, Yunhe was still grateful.
Yun he didn't practice his martial arts. In fact, the most basic "little Sunday transportation" is kept in almost every family in the eight cities. However, just like the dilemma Wu Yi encountered when he began to practice, some key skills can hardly be refined without the guidance of the guru.
There is no reason why financial partners can rank above the law.
When Yunhe's business is over, Wu Yi returns to his house. Now he also wants to practice the Taoism taught to him by the drinking old man, that is, immortal Xu Yang.
The real person has given the test. Next, it depends on his ability. If his qualification is not enough to enter the eyes of the real person, most of the previous hard work will be wasted.
Wu Yi poured some water into the teacup and tried to drink tea with the action of the real person according to his memory, but he just couldn't get its shape and meaning. It looked like almost the same, but he couldn't do it at all. The sprinkled water cut off a trace and most of it flowed to the ground.
Wu Yi actually discovered the existence of Qi power in his power for a long time, and figured out some means by himself, such as Qi power long-range shooting. This is also the only power long-range attack that Wu Yi has mastered, but it is mostly used to involve the enemy with little power.
However, after seeing the real person casting magic today, Wu Yi realized how rough his previous method was. The comparison between the two is simply ugly.
Even when Wu Yi was watching the real person casting magic, he had already pushed the question of how to use this skill if he had mastered it.
For the powerful friars, the best way to give full play to their greatest strength is to fight close, but other friars also understand that the powerful friars are not good at long-range attack and deliberately open the distance. At that time, the magic will hit them like raindrops.
The way to deal with this is to try our best to improve the strength of the body and fight hard against the attack of the second monk of Qi method. This is basically the most intense process in the monk's battle. After breaking through, you can basically win. If you don't break through, you'll wait to be beaten into a sieve.
Many monks do not want to practice strength. There are also considerations in this regard. They are stupid and strong. They can't fly against their Qi. They have a low winning rate. These things can be done by powerful monks. Where they need to go to battle in person, the purpose of monks' practice is to protect their whole body.
Strength, too strong. It is not for no reason that strength is the most popular among the three essence, Qi and spirit.
Even if the monks cultivate their strength, they mostly use their strength in parallel. They kill the enemy with their swords and blades. Like the armed monks who fought with Wu Yi before, they are double strength practitioners, and few monks cultivate their strength alone.
The method taught by the real person to Wu Yi, if mastered, although there are still requirements to break through, one advantage is that once it is close, it is difficult for other monks to get away.
When the strength friar rushes to the Qi Dharma friar, the Qi Dharma friar is not an idiot and will choose to distance away. What this dharma door really solves is this problem, that is, to prevent the friar from escaping after getting close.
What Wu Yi doesn't know is that the Dharma taught to him by a real person has a special term in the mouth of monk Lidao, namely, sticking words.
Put aside the fantasy, the wild geese in the sky didn't shoot down, and still thought about whether the wild geese were braised or steamed. Isn't this a fool's dream?
In order to practice the word sticking formula, Wu Yi pushed away his original practice arrangements, which could be appreciated by the guru. These original arrangements can be discussed later. If the real person's test is missed, Wu Yi will miss an opportunity to gain a foothold in the inner door.
Wu Yi's heart is clear.
After that, Wu Yi tried little by little. Gradually, he also found out some experience.
Qi strength is no longer as straight as it used to be. Under the control of Wu Yi's mind, although it is still very astringent, it can change the running track. Like spiritual consciousness, it can take a hundred kilograms of weight. However, for the foundation building friars, a shock can get rid of it and can not form a really stable bondage.
However, the calligraphy formula is not the way for the monks to bind the enemy, but the means by which they influence the enemy. When the monks escape, they need to shake off their Qi first, and the binding is slow, so they can't escape the pursuit of the monks.
In addition, one advantage of this Qi strength is that you don't have to spend too much energy at all. As long as Wu Yi's Qi and blood run naturally, the Qi strength naturally flows to the body surface. Unlike Reiki and Reiki, it needs to consume Reiki and Reiki to take a hundred kilograms of heavy objects, and it also needs to keep pouring all the time.
Qi strength doesn't have this worry. The only inconvenience is that it can only be three feet away from the body. It's no wonder to use the word paste. If it exceeds this distance, the method will lose its function.
Wu Yi also has a worry in his heart, that is, how much influence does the binding force of Baijin have on the friar, and can he achieve his goal?
Only in actual combat can Wu Yi explain these. Looking at the little dawn shooting in from the window, Wu Yi, who has been practicing all night, extinguished the candle and got up and went out.
One war a day, while tempering himself, leaves time for his recovery. Although Wu Yi has the method of rapid recovery of blood light, it is not easy to trust him. Of course, if those disciples come to the door, Wu Yi can't manage many of them. Just fight. At least these battles haven't forced Wu Yi into a difficult situation to fight again.
The sect has set a three-day rest time for disciples. Wu Yi hasn't used it once yet. I don't know if I can use it this time. Wu Yi thought like this in his heart. He kept walking, stepping on the few morning stars and walking in the direction of fighting the Dharma platform.
Wu Yi came early today. There were few people near the fighting platform. They all happened to pass by. In the current popularity of Wu Yi, some disciples always knew him. When they saw Wu Yi, they seemed to see the God of plague and walked quickly with their heads down.
Wu Yi's face was as usual, but Yunhe behind him looked proud. He was very proud. His toes were high and arrogant. Maybe he had been looked down upon for a long time. Yunhe suddenly jumped to a high position, which was inflated. He didn't bring it himself, but borrowed Wu Yi's tiger skin.
It seems that Yunhe's going to change his temper. Wu Yimo remained silent and said in his heart.
It is a great taboo for friars to rely entirely on others. Their destiny should always be in their own hands. Even if they have to rely on others because of their low cultivation, they must do so. They should ensure that they have another dependence after being abandoned by the world, that is, themselves.
Wu Yi's purpose of cultivating Yunhe is not just to cultivate a submissive slave. If there is a chance for Yunhe to become a disciple in the future, Wu Yi doesn't mind inserting a chess piece among the disciples. Of course, the premise of this is that Wu Yi is confident that he can control Yunhe.
Wu Yi went straight to the fighting platform. I have to say that the concept of local morality is worthy of being one of the main courts. Wu Yi destroyed the platform yesterday and is now in good repair.
No, even better. Wu Yi can obviously feel that the array patterns are more complex, and even feel a trace of real people. There are real people to repair the array. Wu Yi's eyes twinkle and knows more about the status of the main hospital.
Challenging such a giant, Wu Yi will also reflect on himself when practicing at midnight. Can he succeed in doing so? However, Wu Yi knows that he is not fighting alone, and there are thousands of side courtyard disciples behind him to support him.
During the fighting in recent days, Wu Yi can clearly feel that some disciples look at him not with resentment, but with admiration. These disciples should be side courtyard disciples of the same origin as Wu Yi.
But because this is the main courtyard, the main courtyard is full of people, so we can only express our admiration with our eyes.
Of course, the most important thing is that Wu Yi is confident that he will not be worse than these "noble" disciples. He just wants to overturn the pride of these high disciples on his own.
An hour later, when it was bright, a large number of disciples of the main courtyard came here. One of them was surrounded by stars and the moon. The friar was dressed in a gold robe with dragon embroidered Phoenix and dragon walking tiger walking. He was noble and stood among the people.
This is not the prince. Wu Yi said. He knows that today's first opponent is coming.
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After returning to the temporary residence, Wu Yi suddenly said to Yun He behind him, "how are you practicing?"
Yunhe didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a while and then rejoiced. This is Wu Yi's first investigation of his accomplishments, which means that he should show his preliminary recognition and acceptance.
Yunhe tried his best to urge himself to swallow the aura into the elixir field, and made the simplest aerosol technique. The mist diffused and covered Zhang Xu's radius. Most of the aerosol techniques were Taoist techniques used by the disciples in charge of the elixir field to water the plants, which were only used to confuse others in the fight.
Although this technique is simple, it is the most common technique used by low-level disciples to show their airway cultivation. You can know the level of cultivation by only looking at the diffuse range of aerosol. According to what Yun he showed, the breath gathers but does not disperse. It should be the second change of Qi.
When casting a spell, Yunhe's whole body has a faint aura, which seems ethereal. However, Wu Yi's cultivation has reached this point, and his vision is much better. He knows that the emergence of aura when casting a spell is not a good thing, which means he can't completely control aura.
However, it is impossible for Yunhe's cultivation to achieve no loss of aura. Even Wu Yi is not sure he can do it without being too harsh.
"How many of your little pills have you used?" Wu Yi asked.
"The Taoist priest said that in the initial cultivation, he tried to swallow Reiki by himself, so none of them was useful." Yunhe responded respectfully.
Wu Yi's cultivation of Yunhe is completely based on the external disciples. Anyway, he doesn't need these pills now. Especially when he went out to find a breakthrough method for him, he accumulated a lot of pills that were useless.
Yunhe, as his Taoist child, is his facade. If his cultivation is too low, it is not beautiful.
Wu Yi doesn't know how to distribute the pills among the disciples of the main courtyard. Anyway, the side courtyard has a sense of Qi. After coming, one small pill is returned every month, two pills are used to gather Qi, four pills are used to receive gas, and so on. Each upper layer is doubled, but 100 pills are capped. This is the division of Qi refining disciples.
As for the big pill, there are no disciples in the realm of refining Qi. Only professors and deacons at the foundation level can be assigned. Wu Yi now has about ten big pills and hundreds of thousands of small pills. Among the foundation builders, he is definitely not a rich man, but he has a group of ghosts that other disciples can't match.
In order to test Yunhe's mind, Wu Yi gave ten small pills to Yunhe before. Now it seems that this son has a good mind and can bear the benefits of swallowing pills to advance quickly. Wu Yi can't help nodding secretly. He has more favorable feelings for him in his heart. He can bear the desire in his heart and won't betray him because of some small profits in the future.
Yunhe brought out several simple spells he practiced. Wu Yi watched them one by one. Although he didn't take time to practice some spells, he gave birth to spiritual knowledge from a strategically advantageous position. It's more than enough to point Yunhe.
It took Wu Yi about a quarter of an hour to point out several places where Yunhe couldn't practice well or even made mistakes. Although it didn't take long, Yunhe was still grateful.
Yun he didn't practice his martial arts. In fact, the most basic "little Sunday transportation" is kept in almost every family in the eight cities. However, just like the dilemma Wu Yi encountered when he began to practice, some key skills can hardly be refined without the guidance of the guru.
There is no reason why financial partners can rank above the law.
When Yunhe's business is over, Wu Yi returns to his house. Now he also wants to practice the Taoism taught to him by the drinking old man, that is, immortal Xu Yang.
The real person has given the test. Next, it depends on his ability. If his qualification is not enough to enter the eyes of the real person, most of the previous hard work will be wasted.
Wu Yi poured some water into the teacup and tried to drink tea with the action of the real person according to his memory, but he just couldn't get its shape and meaning. It looked like almost the same, but he couldn't do it at all. The sprinkled water cut off a trace and most of it flowed to the ground.
Wu Yi actually discovered the existence of Qi power in his power for a long time, and figured out some means by himself, such as Qi power long-range shooting. This is also the only power long-range attack that Wu Yi has mastered, but it is mostly used to involve the enemy with little power.
However, after seeing the real person casting magic today, Wu Yi realized how rough his previous method was. The comparison between the two is simply ugly.
Even when Wu Yi was watching the real person casting magic, he had already pushed the question of how to use this skill if he had mastered it.
For the powerful friars, the best way to give full play to their greatest strength is to fight close, but other friars also understand that the powerful friars are not good at long-range attack and deliberately open the distance. At that time, the magic will hit them like raindrops.
The way to deal with this is to try our best to improve the strength of the body and fight hard against the attack of the second monk of Qi method. This is basically the most intense process in the monk's battle. After breaking through, you can basically win. If you don't break through, you'll wait to be beaten into a sieve.
Many monks do not want to practice strength. There are also considerations in this regard. They are stupid and strong. They can't fly against their Qi. They have a low winning rate. These things can be done by powerful monks. Where they need to go to battle in person, the purpose of monks' practice is to protect their whole body.
Strength, too strong. It is not for no reason that strength is the most popular among the three essence, Qi and spirit.
Even if the monks cultivate their strength, they mostly use their strength in parallel. They kill the enemy with their swords and blades. Like the armed monks who fought with Wu Yi before, they are double strength practitioners, and few monks cultivate their strength alone.
The method taught by the real person to Wu Yi, if mastered, although there are still requirements to break through, one advantage is that once it is close, it is difficult for other monks to get away.
When the strength friar rushes to the Qi Dharma friar, the Qi Dharma friar is not an idiot and will choose to distance away. What this dharma door really solves is this problem, that is, to prevent the friar from escaping after getting close.
What Wu Yi doesn't know is that the Dharma taught to him by a real person has a special term in the mouth of monk Lidao, namely, sticking words.
Put aside the fantasy, the wild geese in the sky didn't shoot down, and still thought about whether the wild geese were braised or steamed. Isn't this a fool's dream?
In order to practice the word sticking formula, Wu Yi pushed away his original practice arrangements, which could be appreciated by the guru. These original arrangements can be discussed later. If the real person's test is missed, Wu Yi will miss an opportunity to gain a foothold in the inner door.
Wu Yi's heart is clear.
After that, Wu Yi tried little by little. Gradually, he also found out some experience.
Qi strength is no longer as straight as it used to be. Under the control of Wu Yi's mind, although it is still very astringent, it can change the running track. Like spiritual consciousness, it can take a hundred kilograms of weight. However, for the foundation building friars, a shock can get rid of it and can not form a really stable bondage.
However, the calligraphy formula is not the way for the monks to bind the enemy, but the means by which they influence the enemy. When the monks escape, they need to shake off their Qi first, and the binding is slow, so they can't escape the pursuit of the monks.
In addition, one advantage of this Qi strength is that you don't have to spend too much energy at all. As long as Wu Yi's Qi and blood run naturally, the Qi strength naturally flows to the body surface. Unlike Reiki and Reiki, it needs to consume Reiki and Reiki to take a hundred kilograms of heavy objects, and it also needs to keep pouring all the time.
Qi strength doesn't have this worry. The only inconvenience is that it can only be three feet away from the body. It's no wonder to use the word paste. If it exceeds this distance, the method will lose its function.
Wu Yi also has a worry in his heart, that is, how much influence does the binding force of Baijin have on the friar, and can he achieve his goal?
Only in actual combat can Wu Yi explain these. Looking at the little dawn shooting in from the window, Wu Yi, who has been practicing all night, extinguished the candle and got up and went out.
One war a day, while tempering himself, leaves time for his recovery. Although Wu Yi has the method of rapid recovery of blood light, it is not easy to trust him. Of course, if those disciples come to the door, Wu Yi can't manage many of them. Just fight. At least these battles haven't forced Wu Yi into a difficult situation to fight again.
The sect has set a three-day rest time for disciples. Wu Yi hasn't used it once yet. I don't know if I can use it this time. Wu Yi thought like this in his heart. He kept walking, stepping on the few morning stars and walking in the direction of fighting the Dharma platform.
Wu Yi came early today. There were few people near the fighting platform. They all happened to pass by. In the current popularity of Wu Yi, some disciples always knew him. When they saw Wu Yi, they seemed to see the God of plague and walked quickly with their heads down.
Wu Yi's face was as usual, but Yunhe behind him looked proud. He was very proud. His toes were high and arrogant. Maybe he had been looked down upon for a long time. Yunhe suddenly jumped to a high position, which was inflated. He didn't bring it himself, but borrowed Wu Yi's tiger skin.
It seems that Yunhe's going to change his temper. Wu Yimo remained silent and said in his heart.
It is a great taboo for friars to rely entirely on others. Their destiny should always be in their own hands. Even if they have to rely on others because of their low cultivation, they must do so. They should ensure that they have another dependence after being abandoned by the world, that is, themselves.
Wu Yi's purpose of cultivating Yunhe is not just to cultivate a submissive slave. If there is a chance for Yunhe to become a disciple in the future, Wu Yi doesn't mind inserting a chess piece among the disciples. Of course, the premise of this is that Wu Yi is confident that he can control Yunhe.
Wu Yi went straight to the fighting platform. I have to say that the concept of local morality is worthy of being one of the main courts. Wu Yi destroyed the platform yesterday and is now in good repair.
No, even better. Wu Yi can obviously feel that the array patterns are more complex, and even feel a trace of real people. There are real people to repair the array. Wu Yi's eyes twinkle and knows more about the status of the main hospital.
Challenging such a giant, Wu Yi will also reflect on himself when practicing at midnight. Can he succeed in doing so? However, Wu Yi knows that he is not fighting alone, and there are thousands of side courtyard disciples behind him to support him.
During the fighting in recent days, Wu Yi can clearly feel that some disciples look at him not with resentment, but with admiration. These disciples should be side courtyard disciples of the same origin as Wu Yi.
But because this is the main courtyard, the main courtyard is full of people, so we can only express our admiration with our eyes.
Of course, the most important thing is that Wu Yi is confident that he will not be worse than these "noble" disciples. He just wants to overturn the pride of these high disciples on his own.
An hour later, when it was bright, a large number of disciples of the main courtyard came here. One of them was surrounded by stars and the moon. The friar was dressed in a gold robe with dragon embroidered Phoenix and dragon walking tiger walking. He was noble and stood among the people.
This is not the prince. Wu Yi said. He knows that today's first opponent is coming.
After returning to the temporary residence, Wu Yi suddenly said to Yun He behind him, "how are you practicing?"Yunhe didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a while and then rejoiced. This is Wu Yi's first investigation of his accomplishments, which means that he should show his preliminary recognition and acceptance.Yunhe tried his best to urge himself to swallow the aura into the elixir field, and made the simplest aerosol technique. The mist diffused and covered Zhang Xu's radius. Most of the aerosol techniques were Taoist techniques used by the disciples in charge of the elixir field to water the plants, which were only used to confuse others in the fight.Although this technique is simple, it is the most common technique used by low-level disciples to show their airway cultivation. You can know the level of cultivation by only looking at the diffuse range of aerosol. According to what Yun he showed, the breath gathers but does not disperse. It should be the second change of Qi.When casting a spell, Yunhe's whole body has a faint aura, which seems ethereal. However, Wu Yi's cultivation has reached this point, and his vision is much better. He knows that the emergence of aura when casting a spell is not a good thing, which means he can't completely control aura.However, it is impossible for Yunhe's cultivation to achieve no loss of aura. Even Wu Yi is not sure he can do it without being too harsh."How many of your little pills have you used?" Wu Yi asked."The Taoist priest said that in the initial cultivation, he tried to swallow Reiki by himself, so none of them was useful." Yunhe responded respectfully.Wu Yi's cultivation of Yunhe is completely based on the external disciples. Anyway, he doesn't need these pills now. Especially when he went out to find a breakthrough method for him, he accumulated a lot of pills that were useless.Yunhe, as his Taoist child, is his facade. If his cultivation is too low, it is not beautiful.Wu Yi doesn't know how to distribute the pills among the disciples of the main courtyard. Anyway, the side courtyard has a sense of Qi. After coming, one small pill is returned every month, two pills are used to gather Qi, four pills are used to receive gas, and so on. Each upper layer is doubled, but 100 pills are capped. This is the division of Qi refining disciples.As for the big pill, there are no disciples in the realm of refining Qi. Only professors and deacons at the foundation level can be assigned. Wu Yi now has about ten big pills and hundreds of thousands of small pills. Among the foundation builders, he is definitely not a rich man, but he has a group of ghosts that other disciples can't match.In order to test Yunhe's mind, Wu Yi gave ten small pills to Yunhe before. Now it seems that this son has a good mind and can bear the benefits of swallowing pills to advance quickly. Wu Yi can't help nodding secretly. He has more favorable feelings for him in his heart. He can bear the desire in his heart and won't betray him because of some small profits in the future.Yunhe brought out several simple spells he practiced. Wu Yi watched them one by one. Although he didn't take time to practice some spells, he gave birth to spiritual knowledge from a strategically advantageous position. It's more than enough to point Yunhe.It took Wu Yi about a quarter of an hour to point out several places where Yunhe couldn't practice well or even made mistakes. Although it didn't take long, Yunhe was still grateful.Yun he didn't practice his martial arts. In fact, the most basic "little Sunday transportation" is kept in almost every family in the eight cities. However, just like the dilemma Wu Yi encountered when he began to practice, some key skills can hardly be refined without the guidance of the guru.There is no reason why financial partners can rank above the law.When Yunhe's business is over, Wu Yi returns to his house. Now he also wants to practice the Taoism taught to him by the drinking old man, that is, immortal Xu Yang.The real person has given the test. Next, it depends on his ability. If his qualification is not enough to enter the eyes of the real person, most of the previous hard work will be wasted.Wu Yi poured some water into the teacup and tried to drink tea with the action of the real person according to his memory, but he just couldn't get its shape and meaning. It looked like almost the same, but he couldn't do it at all. The sprinkled water cut off a trace and most of it flowed to the ground.Wu Yi actually discovered the existence of Qi power in his power for a long time, and figured out some means by himself, such as Qi power long-range shooting. This is also the only power long-range attack that Wu Yi has mastered, but it is mostly used to involve the enemy with little power.However, after seeing the real person casting magic today, Wu Yi realized how rough his previous method was. The comparison between the two is simply ugly.Even when Wu Yi was watching the real person casting magic, he had already pushed the question of how to use this skill if he had mastered it.For the powerful friars, the best way to give full play to their greatest strength is to fight close, but other friars also understand that the powerful friars are not good at long-range attack and deliberately open the distance. At that time, the magic will hit them like raindrops.The way to deal with this is to try our best to improve the strength of the body and fight hard against the attack of the second monk of Qi method. This is basically the most intense process in the monk's battle. After breaking through, you can basically win. If you don't break through, you'll wait to be beaten into a sieve.Many monks do not want to practice strength. There are also considerations in this regard. They are stupid and strong. They can't fly against their Qi. They have a low winning rate. These things can be done by powerful monks. Where they need to go to battle in person, the purpose of monks' practice is to protect their whole body.Strength, too strong. It is not for no reason that strength is the most popular among the three essence, Qi and spirit.Even if the monks cultivate their strength, they mostly use their strength in parallel. They kill the enemy with their swords and blades. Like the armed monks who fought with Wu Yi before, they are double strength practitioners, and few monks cultivate their strength alone.The method taught by the real person to Wu Yi, if mastered, although there are still requirements to break through, one advantage is that once it is close, it is difficult for other monks to get away.When the strength friar rushes to the Qi Dharma friar, the Qi Dharma friar is not an idiot and will choose to distance away. What this dharma door really solves is this problem, that is, to prevent the friar from escaping after getting close.What Wu Yi doesn't know is that the Dharma taught to him by a real person has a special term in the mouth of monk Lidao, namely, sticking words.Put aside the fantasy, the wild geese in the sky didn't shoot down, and still thought about whether the wild geese were braised or steamed. Isn't this a fool's dream?In order to practice the word sticking formula, Wu Yi pushed away his original practice arrangements, which could be appreciated by the guru. These original arrangements can be discussed later. If the real person's test is missed, Wu Yi will miss an opportunity to gain a foothold in the inner door.Wu Yi's heart is clear.After that, Wu Yi tried little by little. Gradually, he also found out some experience.Qi strength is no longer as straight as it used to be. Under the control of Wu Yi's mind, although it is still very astringent, it can change the running track. Like spiritual consciousness, it can take a hundred kilograms of weight. However, for the foundation building friars, a shock can get rid of it and can not form a really stable bondage.However, the calligraphy formula is not the way for the monks to bind the enemy, but the means by which they influence the enemy. When the monks escape, they need to shake off their Qi first, and the binding is slow, so they can't escape the pursuit of the monks.In addition, one advantage of this Qi strength is that you don't have to spend too much energy at all. As long as Wu Yi's Qi and blood run naturally, the Qi strength naturally flows to the body surface. Unlike Reiki and Reiki, it needs to consume Reiki and Reiki to take a hundred kilograms of heavy objects, and it also needs to keep pouring all the time.Qi strength doesn't have this worry. The only inconvenience is that it can only be three feet away from the body. It's no wonder to use the word paste. If it exceeds this distance, the method will lose its function.Wu Yi also has a worry in his heart, that is, how much influence does the binding force of Baijin have on the friar, and can he achieve his goal?Only in actual combat can Wu Yi explain these. Looking at the little dawn shooting in from the window, Wu Yi, who has been practicing all night, extinguished the candle and got up and went out.One war a day, while tempering himself, leaves time for his recovery. Although Wu Yi has the method of rapid recovery of blood light, it is not easy to trust him. Of course, if those disciples come to the door, Wu Yi can't manage many of them. Just fight. At least these battles haven't forced Wu Yi into a difficult situation to fight again.The sect has set a three-day rest time for disciples. Wu Yi hasn't used it once yet. I don't know if I can use it this time. Wu Yi thought like this in his heart. He kept walking, stepping on the few morning stars and walking in the direction of fighting the Dharma platform.Wu Yi came early today. There were few people near the fighting platform. They all happened to pass by. In the current popularity of Wu Yi, some disciples always knew him. When they saw Wu Yi, they seemed to see the God of plague and walked quickly with their heads down.Wu Yi's face was as usual, but Yunhe behind him looked proud. He was very proud. His toes were high and arrogant. Maybe he had been looked down upon for a long time. Yunhe suddenly jumped to a high position, which was inflated. He didn't bring it himself, but borrowed Wu Yi's tiger skin.It seems that Yunhe's going to change his temper. Wu Yimo remained silent and said in his heart.It is a great taboo for friars to rely entirely on others. Their destiny should always be in their own hands. Even if they have to rely on others because of their low cultivation, they must do so. They should ensure that they have another dependence after being abandoned by the world, that is, themselves.Wu Yi's purpose of cultivating Yunhe is not just to cultivate a submissive slave. If there is a chance for Yunhe to become a disciple in the future, Wu Yi doesn't mind inserting a chess piece among the disciples. Of course, the premise of this is that Wu Yi is confident that he can control Yunhe.Wu Yi went straight to the fighting platform. I have to say that the concept of local morality is worthy of being one of the main courts. Wu Yi destroyed the platform yesterday and is now in good repair.No, even better. Wu Yi can obviously feel that the array patterns are more complex, and even feel a trace of real people. There are real people to repair the array. Wu Yi's eyes twinkle and knows more about the status of the main hospital.Challenging such a giant, Wu Yi will also reflect on himself when practicing at midnight. Can he succeed in doing so? However, Wu Yi knows that he is not fighting alone, and there are thousands of side courtyard disciples behind him to support him.During the fighting in recent days, Wu Yi can clearly feel that some disciples look at him not with resentment, but with admiration. These disciples should be side courtyard disciples of the same origin as Wu Yi.But because this is the main courtyard, the main courtyard is full of people, so we can only express our admiration with our eyes.Of course, the most important thing is that Wu Yi is confident that he will not be worse than these "noble" disciples. He just wants to overturn the pride of these high disciples on his own.An hour later, when it was bright, a large number of disciples of the main courtyard came here. One of them was surrounded by stars and the moon. The friar was dressed in a gold robe with dragon embroidered Phoenix and dragon walking tiger walking. He was noble and stood among the people.This is not the prince. Wu Yi said. He knows that today's first opponent is coming.
