After talking about the third level, the fourth level words also appeared immediately.
In the words of my senior brother, it is the fourth level of skill. Being able to travel thousands of miles without taking a breath, going out of the sea and into the earth without a leaf touching the body, and using the smallest amount of magic power to achieve the greatest effect is called entering skill.
And this stage can drive the third level of fighting strength, causing the strength in the fighting strength stage to become stronger. As the strength increases, the level of fine control at the fourth level of skill will also deepen. The two complement each other and are enhanced in a spiral manner.
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As for the fifth level, there are thousands of spells with various functions. Spells are created based on needs, some are low and some are high. This stage covers levels one to four. All spells are created based on these stages.
Including enchantment and blindness, this spell cannot be created by people of the first and second levels, and only those of the fifth level can create it.
So
"Those who have come up to the fifth level, except the junior brother, he is in a special situation, and he already has a technique and has passed the test." Song Yin said coldly.
The disciple who had passed the third-level and fourth-level examinations had a gloomy look on his face.
There are currently only two fifth-level ones in the Golden Immortal Sect.
Currently, the only ones standing, apart from those true disciples, are Wang Hu and Liu Fang.
The two of them looked at each other, showing that they were confident.
In order to prevent the senior brothers from taking the exam, they also created spells at the fifth level.
"I'll go first!"
Fang took the lead on Saturday, smiled confidently, and said: "Brother, please take the exam."
"Um"
Seeing his confident look, Song Yin nodded slightly.
Fortunately, not all junior fellow apprentices are useless.
Isn't this someone who is very confident?
"start."
Following Song Yin's words, Zhou Fang's body flashed like a phantom, and several figures appeared on the ground, making it difficult for people to tell the real ones from the fake ones, which made the junior brothers lying on the ground look in amazement.
Thanks to Senior Brother Zhou, this speed is incredible.
"Brother, look at my speed, this is me."
Before Fang finished speaking on Saturday, he saw Song Yin staring at him with a frown, making him stop there.
"Start quickly, what are you doing with all the bells and whistles?" Song Yin said.
Saturday Fang blinked, "No, senior brother, this is my magic."
"I'm waiting for you to use it, don't waste time."
He is already using it!
This magical phantom is his magic!
"Senior brother, what I just said."
"It's just ordinary running. Junior brother, I know that you practice alchemy, you are like a dragon, and your escape skills are also good. Please stop doing these things and let me see your magic." Song Yin said.
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Saturday Fang: "..."
He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and waved his palms directly, bringing out an unstable wind and heading straight for Song Yin.
"Wind Palm!"
Snap.
This palm hit Song Yin's chest, and then...
Song Yin looked at the hand pressing on his chest, frowned and said, "Junior brother?"
Zhou Fang took back his hand and struck out his palm again, "Chaos Wind Palm!"
Snap.
Likewise, this palm still has no effect.
"Brother, what is that, your body?" Saturday Fang said quickly.
Song Yin nodded, "I understand, I am indestructible and you can't hit me. Yes, the palm technique is good. The wind it brings out is very sharp and has the power of a sharp blade."
Fang Yixi said on Saturday, "Senior brother, I am overly praised."
"But, what about spells?"
Before he could finish his words, Song Yin immediately said: "I'm not looking at your martial arts level. You are a Qi practitioner, and mastering martial arts is the easiest thing. What I want to look at is your spells."
Saturday Fang opened his mouth and murmured for a while. Looking into his senior brother's eyes to make sure he was not joking, he could only force out a smile and said weakly:
"Senior brother, this is my magic."
Why is this not a spell?!
With his Breeze Palm, when he encountered large rocks that were difficult to separate and blocked the road at the bottom of the mountain, he chopped them into pieces with one palm. Even if he hit the mountain, he could cut a big hole with one palm.
Is this move rated as martial arts by my senior brother?
How can a martial artist have this level? He is a Qigong practitioner!
But soon, he no longer had those thoughts. Song Yin raised his eyebrows and stared at Liu Fang, "You call this a spell?!"
"Yes, it's a spell." Zhou Fang was so frightened that he felt like crying. After standing still, he immediately raised his hands and bent at a ninety-degree angle.
Song Yin exhaled from his nose, looked at him deeply, and then looked at Wang Hu aside, "Come here!"
"Yes, yes!"
Originally Wang Hu still had confidence, but at this moment.
He stepped forward as if he were going to the execution ground, stepped hard on the ground, and rushed directly into it. With an inexplicable momentum, he raised his fist and smashed it.
"Demon Bull Fist!"
Snap.
A fist that seemed to have a mighty force hit Song Yin like a baby beating its chest, but it had no effect at all.
"Is this also magic?" Song Yin asked.
"Yes, yes" Wang Hu said tremblingly.
"exhausted!!"
Plop.
The two of them immediately knelt down.
Song Yin shouted: "This is also called magic? Using one's own skills superficially to create a martial arts path is also called magic? Is your magic just using fists and feet to fight against the enemy?! As a Qi Refiner, after such a long time,
You just created this to fool me, are you fooling me? You are fooling yourselves!"
"And you!"
He stared at the disciples who were lying or lying on the ground, and said bitterly: "Where are the spells I taught you? I fought against the enemy with fists and kicks for a long time, and I didn't learn any spells. Why are you so lazy!"
Hearing this, Sun Jiubei bowed his head in shame. He had not been admitted to the school by his senior brother, but as soon as these words came out, he still felt ashamed.
He is also a person who doesn't even know any spells. The spells created by his senior brother range from first level to fifth level, but until now, he has not learned any of them.
After such a long time, I have mastered a spell that can shrink the ground into an inch, but it is only one!
He had high hopes from his senior brother, and was said by his master to be a little fairy, but his progress was so slow, which was really embarrassing to his senior brother.
Damn it, why is his magic so slow?
"No, senior brother, this spell is really difficult to learn!" Zhou Fang called Qu Dao.
The senior brother said that what they did was not a magic, so he admitted it. The senior brother said, "You can't do it if you don't admit it."
But I can't say that I can't learn magic.
He knew the tricks of blindness and confusion before his senior brother came here, and he also learned the art of forming objects steadily.
Even though he was forced by his senior brother to practice blindness and mind-obscuration to a high level and combine them to form a new spell, he still did it.
After all, it is just a deception and a trick, and it can be learned by people!
But Big Brother’s magic
"What's so hard to learn?"
Song Yin looked over and said, "Is it difficult to learn first-level spells?"
Zhou Fang trembled when he was stared at, and quickly buried his head, but still said tremblingly: "Yes, it is difficult to learn. If you don't believe it, ask your senior brothers and them, they can't learn it either."
Wang Qizheng was watching a show with his big teeth bared, and his senior brother hit him one by one as if he were hitting his grandson. Not to mention how fun it was.
The most important thing is that I didn't hit them.
Having braved the strong wind to get to the top and endured the pain of being blown away by the strong wind, it was still somewhat rewarding.
As a result, this inattention caused disaster to him.
"Your mother."
Wang Qi was staring at Saturday Fang and was about to curse, but soon he felt a thrill all over his body, as if he had been stabbed by a knife.
He turned around and found Song Yin staring at him, telling him to shut up subconsciously.
Song Yin glanced at these people. Zhang Feixuan's face was pale, Wang Qi was dumbfounded, Gao Sishu lowered his head and said nothing, and his bell-like eyes were looking at the horizon.
Silence is the sect today.
"You haven't learned it either?" Song Yin asked calmly.
Being stared at and unable to do anything, Zhang Feixuan gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, saying: "Brother, this spell is indeed a bit difficult."
"So, you haven't learned anything?"
Zhang Feixuan pursed his lips, blinked, and finally lowered his head: "I haven't learned yet."
A trace of white energy emerged from Song Yin's body.
Plop.
Several people trembled and all knelt on the ground. Zhang Feixuan said urgently: "Brother, please listen to my explanation. You really can't learn it. The spells you handed down to me, senior brother, are obscure and difficult to understand. We have been studying them for a long time.
There’s no way to learn it!”
"What can't be learned!"
Song Yin shouted: "I consider that you don't have the talent of a great immortal like me, so you deliberately simplified the spells, but you couldn't learn a single spell? The first-level spell 'Medicine Search' is just a simple search for herbs, and you can't either.
Do you understand it?!"
That’s really something you can’t control!
Senior brother has created many spells, and they are also made for them, ranging from combat power to practical aspects. For example, this first-level spell "Medicine Search" is a spell to find herbs. The key is
In the words of the senior brother, after using this technique, you can explore the area, lock the essence of the herbs, and detect all the herbs in that area.
It's a good spell, and it sounds very simple. The key is, you can't learn it!
How can you cast a spell and pull out herbs from a place?
If it was really that simple, why would they bother to learn pharmacology?
"It's impossible that you can't learn this. As long as you have enough pharmacology, you can definitely learn this spell. You start learning pharmacology right from the beginning, so how can you not learn it? Isn't this laziness?"
Song Yin's tone was a bit sullen, "What about the second-level 'Body-Breaking Technique'? What about the magic that uses mana to refresh yourself, strengthen your body on the outside and strengthen your bones on the inside, so that you can gradually strengthen your own body?"
A first- and second-level Qi practitioner, apart from having some magic power, is no different from an ordinary person. He can still be killed by a knife attack, and can still make a hole with a sword poke.
Especially their Dan sect, which itself cannot bring much combat power.
But even at the third level, a shot of fire cannon can still kill someone.
Only when you reach the fourth level can you dodge ordinary weapons.
The purpose of creating this spell is to allow the disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect to have some self-protection when they first enter Qi refining, and this is also beneficial to them themselves.
Zhang Feixuan felt even more bitter after hearing this.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to learn, nor does he want to disobey his senior brother, nor is he lazy.
Who dares to be lazy in front of him?
What a good starting point for this body-burning technique. Even if he is at the second level, if he learns to beat the body, his blood energy will increase.
But I can’t learn!
What mana washes away itself, and how does it wash away itself?
I have never heard of it, I have never seen it. I have only heard that different cultivation methods lead to different bodies. I have never heard that this thing can be strengthened.