9. Chapter 9 Breakthrough before the big competition
After everyone left, Lin Qingfan sat alone in the yard, thinking about the magical beast. Although he rejected his grandfather's kindness, it didn't mean that he didn't want it, but that he wanted a better one.
A person can only have one war beast in his life, so he must have a good one, instead of ruining his life just for the sake of temporary pleasure.
After understanding this, the trace of regret in Lin Qingfan's heart completely disappeared. He picked up an ancient book on the table that his father had left before he left, and it read "Five Elements Elementary Magic" on it.
Looking at the words on the page, Lin Qingfan smiled slightly, and his father's indifferent face could not help but appear in his mind, but Lin Qingfan understood that his father cared about him.
Otherwise, he would not be the first to stand up when the Lao Bai family makes excessive demands.
Otherwise, my father would not have been the only one worried about his own safety just now when everyone was filled with surprises.
Therefore, Lin Qingfan understands his father. He is a father who is not good at expressing but keeps all his care deep in his heart.
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Opening the pages of the book, Lin Qingfan did not practice it immediately, but roughly read the book from beginning to end.
The Wind Blade Technique that Grandpa mentioned just now is among them, as well as the Fire Bullet Technique, Soaring Technique, Sky Thunder Technique, Earth Splitting Technique, Earth Thorn Technique...
When he saw the Earth Thorn Technique, Lin Qingfan's expression changed. Isn't this somewhat similar to his own ability?
After calming down his mind, Lin Qingfan decided to study this soil stabbing technique carefully, trying to figure out whether there was any difference between these so-called immortal techniques and his own abilities.
So, Lin Qingfan began to silently recite what was recorded above.
The cultivation formulas that seemed a bit obscure at first have become extremely smooth after repeated consideration more than a dozen times.
It took him almost only two hours to completely imprint the training method of this soil stabbing technique in his mind.
Lin Qingfan breathed a sigh of relief and spread the books on the stone table. He stood up and walked to the open space. He closed his eyes and made a strange handprint with his right hand in the air.
The consciousness suddenly sank into his body, controlling the flow of mana according to specific meridians.
After a few "Puff puffs", several lines of white energy rushed out from the Dantian and converged on the right hand along several specific meridians.
"puff……"
A khaki light flashed across his right palm, and it made a sound as if farting and then stopped responding.
"Did something go wrong there?"
Lin Qingfan frowned and returned to the stone table, carefully looking at the Earth Thorn Technique again.
Then, after more than two hours of practice, finally, a thorn half a foot long appeared and rushed forward quickly.
"laugh……"
The thorn suddenly pierced the old tree in the yard, and the thorn tip penetrated the tree body by more than an inch.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qingfan's expression changed slightly and he exclaimed: "It's quite powerful!"
Next, Lin Qingfan tried several times again, and each time he was able to successfully perform the Earth Thorn Technique. However, the time required to release it was too long. A Earth Thorn Technique must take three or four seconds, so if he used
When facing an enemy, he will probably be knocked away by the opponent before he even makes a move.
Later, I saw some realm divisions of magic on the last page of the book. Lin Qingfan is now at the initial level, getting a first glimpse of the method, and then there are Xiao Cheng and Dacheng.
The cultivation of this spell has little to do with talent or anything like that. Only diligent practice can lead to advancement. As the old saying goes: Practice makes perfect.
The more proficient you are, the faster you can release it. For example, when you reach the level of magic, you don't need to recite incantations or hand seals at all, you can just raise your hand to release it.
Therefore, if Lin Qingfan spends his time practicing magic now, it will really be a dead end for him to face off against Bai Cheng.
"However, there are still some differences between this spell and my ability, but there are also similarities." Lin Qingfan said to himself, thinking about how to use his ability without being discovered by outsiders.
Finally, he concluded.
His ability is to control the earth, but now because his body is too weak, he can only control the gravel. To put it bluntly, he is controlling things that already exist.
Spells, on the other hand, are made from scratch, using mana to create specific objects out of thin air. For example, the earth thorn technique suddenly produces earth thorns out of thin air and then attacks the enemy.
There are differences between the two, but they still have something in common.
Thinking of this, Lin Qingfan felt happy. He raised his left hand and flicked his fingers casually. A soil thorn flew out and pierced the tree trunk directly.
After five months of training, Lin Qingfan's physical strength has improved by more than a little. Therefore, his ability to control sand has also become stronger.
"It seems that there is nothing to worry about now?" Lin Qingfan said with a smile. Immediately, he sat down again and picked up the book. Although he did not have time to practice these spells now, there was one that he must master.
That is the shield technique.
The spell that every monk in the transcendental stage will use is to use magic power to protect the body, which can play a strong defensive role.
The more mana you have in your body, the stronger this defensive shield will be.
Therefore, in the next month, Lin Qingfan spent all his time cultivating his magic power and practicing the Witch King Art.
The next day, he found the old man and asked for 30 Yuanyang Pills. Lin Qingfan announced that he would start seclusion and no one would be allowed to approach the other courtyard.
It immediately caused a sensation in the entire Lin family. One can imagine Lin Qingfan's cultivation talent. They were all shocked and speechless, or like Lin Hai, they were shocked and complained that God was unfair.
At this time, Lin Haotian showed the calmness that a family head should have. He did not worry about Lin Qingfan's affairs, but focused all his energy on the family, and some plans were being carefully deployed in secret.
One month from now, the life and death of the Lin family will be at stake. What unexpected consequences will this young man from the Lin family who suddenly rises bring to Qingyang Town?
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Time is like water, and before you know it, the hot summer has passed, and the whole land has a cooler breath.
However, although the heat has dissipated, the entire Qingyang Town is getting more and more heated, because that important competition that is related to the survival of the two families is about to begin.
The cold moon is like a disk, and there are many stars.
In the courtyard of the Lin Mansion, the figure sitting upright and sitting cross-legged, bathed in the light of the stars, started to tremble slightly.
Lin Qingfan's face was also filled with a rosy color at this moment. If you look closely, you will find that there is a faint light shining on his neck, which is the body's acupoint.
As time passed by, under the influence of the Witch King Art, the power of the stars continued to pour in. Suddenly, a ray of light burst out from the Chengjian point. Then, from the Huiyin point, upward along the depth of the abdominal wall
Then it went up through the Guanyuan point and reached the Chengjian point in the throat, where 24 light spots lit up in succession.
"It's done!" Lin Qingfan suddenly opened his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips.
Gazing at the courtyard wall in front of him, he saw his left hand raised, and with a casual wave, an earth thorn shot out, so fast that he almost saw only a shadow, and then...
There was a "bang" sound.
A hole the size of a fist appeared in the courtyard wall. Seeing this effect, Lin Qingfan's smile became even brighter. This was the power shown after the first level of the Witch King Art opened up the Ren channel.
"This kind of power should be enough to deal with Bai Cheng!" Lin Qingfan said with satisfaction. However, he suddenly frowned and discovered a fatal problem. This power is enough, but ordinary sand cannot withstand it.
With such huge power, a lot of gravel turned into powder after just one blow.
Fortunately, this problem was discovered in time, otherwise tomorrow's battle would have turned into an unpredictable crisis.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Qingfan decisively climbed up from the ground and walked out of the courtyard quickly.
According to his memory, he came to the courtyard where his grandfather Lin Haotian lived. Seeing that the courtyard door was closed, Lin Qingfan didn't care too much and climbed over the wall directly.
The moment he stepped into the courtyard, a shout came: "Who!"
Lin Qingfan was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded: "Grandpa, it's me!"
Soon, the door was opened and Lin Haotian was found fully clothed. After thinking about it, Lin Qingfan understood that Lin Haotian had to deal with family affairs during the day and had no time to practice, so night was the time to practice.
"Grandpa, Qingfan has a favor to ask of you." Lin Qingfan's face was a little solemn.
There will be a competition tomorrow. Is it possible that Lin Qingfan wants to run away at this time? Then he thought, he would have run away a long time ago, why wait until now.
"If you have anything to say, just ask!" Lin Haotian nodded and said seriously.
"Grandpa, I need you to help me crush the shells of those meteorites to the size of gravel." Lin Qingfan said.
"Meteorite? Gravel!" Lin Haotian was stunned, not understanding how the unpredictable grandson in front of him could make such a request.
However, Lin Haotian didn't ask any more questions. Although this request was a bit difficult to handle, it was still possible for him.
"Follow me." Lin Haotian walked towards the outside of the hospital without saying a word.