Basically, after you have reached a certain level of cultivation, you will have your own ideas and create some magical powers such as spells, exercises, and moves.
However, it is very difficult to create a powerful magical power.
The reason why Lu Yao was shocked was that she felt a very terrifying pressure from Ye Xiong's spell just now, and the laws of heaven and earth seemed to be triggered. Anyone who can drive the laws of heaven and earth must have a bad magical power.
Next, Ye Xiong continued to use the golden z on the left and the black z on the right. However, he didn't know if he couldn't feel the same feeling as before.
That terrifying power of heaven and earth never came out again, as if he was playing Tai Chi for fun.
"Sure enough, every move is not so easy to learn." Ye Xiong sighed and finally withdrew his hand.
Before he knew it, he had been practicing for several hours and night fell.
Seeing him stop, Lu Yao returned to him, looked at him in shock, and asked: "Were you creating a spell just now?"
Ye Xiong nodded and said: "I had some enlightenment when I was in the room just now, but it's a pity that this sudden enlightenment has never been able to become a systematic spell. I haven't found the trick yet."
"Don't worry, you are already very powerful if you have an epiphany. I believe you will create it." After Lu Yao finished speaking, she couldn't help but curiously asked: "By the way, what is the name of your magical power?"
"It's called "Buddha Demon Palm". This is the second form. I named it Buddha Demon Love. You have also seen the first form."
"When have I seen it?" Lu Yao asked strangely.
Ye Xiong drew his palms in front of his face, brought them together, and then lightly slapped them out.
That understated move was launched directly with terrifying pressure.
Suddenly, the midair in front of him was filled with wind and clouds, the space collapsed, and space cracks appeared in the midair.
"Oh my god, is this a magical power you created?" Lu Yao was speechless.
She had seen this move before. He had used this move before, and she was unable to fight back before she had advanced.
Later, against the Six-Winged Bat King and the Qilin Beast, he also used this move, combined with the golden body, to not fall behind.
She had always wanted to ask him what he called such a powerful and simple palm, but she didn't expect that it was actually a move he created himself.
"This is just the first move. If the second move can be created, it will definitely be much more powerful than the first move!" Ye Xiong said.
The Buddha and Demon Kung Fu is his biggest trump card now. If these two techniques can be completely integrated, they will definitely unleash unimaginable power.
Look at his handsome face and solemn expression.
Lu Yao sighed inexplicably in her heart.
In the past, although she had always supported Ye Xiong to compete with Ye Wentian, she only talked about it, but she still didn't have much confidence in her heart.
With in-depth contact, she gradually discovered that this man really had qualifications that were absolutely not inferior to Ye Wentian.
"I believe that you can definitely do it. I also believe that there will be a place for you in the entire True Immortal World and even the God Realm." Lu Yao said firmly.
The two of them went back. After Ye Xiong returned to his room, he immediately meditated and prepared to systematically create the second method of practicing Buddha-Demon Sentence.
Inspiration is just a flash in the pan. Only by systematically recording the inspiration and expressing it systematically in words, so that people in the future can practice this magical power through words, can it be a complete set of personal magical powers.
After thinking for a moment, they took out a blank animal skin roll from their bodies and spread it out on the table in front of them.
He originally wanted to take something to record it, but he found that he didn't have a pen on him.
So, he went to the next room and knocked on the door.
After a while, Lu Yao opened the door and looked at him, her face a little red and her eyes a little evasive.
Ye Xiong suddenly remembered that it was the middle of the night, two or three o'clock in the morning. It was too inappropriate to knock on a girl's door at this time. It would be strange if someone didn't want to do anything wrong.
"I'm sorry, am I disturbing you?" Ye Xiong quickly explained: "I suddenly realized something and wanted to record it, but I don't have a pen with me, so I wanted to ask you if you had it. I don't have any other intentions."
It was okay if he didn't say it, but when he did, Lu Yao felt even more embarrassed.
A strange atmosphere spread between the two of them.
Seeing that she was in a daze, Ye Xiong asked again.
"Oh, I do. You go back to your room and wait a moment. I'll change my clothes and bring them over later." Lu Yao then said.
Only then did Ye Xiong realize that she was wearing pajamas. Monks generally did not like to change their clothes to sleep. This woman seemed to care about comfort.
"Then I'll go back to the room and wait for you." Ye Xiong nodded.
After a while, Lu Yao put on her daytime clothes, holding a pen in her left hand and an inkstone in her right hand.
"This is the purple inkstone, the most famous stone inkstone in this world. The ground ink written on the leather will not fade even after tens of thousands of years." Lu Yao walked to him and put the purple inkstone on the table.
He went up and said, "Let me help you sharpen the inkstone!"
Ye Xiong smelled a very pleasant smell, so elegant that it made people feel sad, but he didn't dare to feel any blasphemy.
Every woman is a kind of fragrance.
Every woman is a poem.
Every woman has a story.
In the middle of the night, a man and a woman alone, a talented man and a beautiful woman, were in the same room.
It is absolutely false to say that Ye Xiong has no ideas.
But even if he has ideas, he can't show them. Otherwise, if he pretends to be elegant and deceives women to come here, but he has other agendas, his reputation will be ruined for the rest of his life, and Lu Yao will look down on him.
Thinking of this, he immediately put aside his bad thoughts and stopped looking at him.
"Let me help you grind the ink!"
Lu Yao poured water on the purple ink and gently ground it with an ink grinder. The weight was moderate and the speed was moderate. The movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, which was pleasing to the eye.
From Ye Wentian's memory, Ye Xiong recalled that Lu Yao was a woman who was very proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting in her previous life, especially her calligraphy, which was at the textbook level. A lot of her calligraphy is still passed down in various places, but she doesn't know where it is.
It's just her work.
She is truly an extremely beautiful woman. No wonder she makes both Ye Wentian and Lu Qingfeng obsessed with her.
After grinding the ink, Ye Xiong picked up the pen, dipped some ink in it, and was about to write.
Just as the tip of the pen was about to hit the paper, he suddenly couldn't write anymore.
Although his handwriting is not ugly, it is still inferior to that of calligraphy master Lu Yao. Writing in front of her makes him look smiling and generous.
"Otherwise, I say, just write it!" Ye Xiong handed over the pen.
Poof!
Lu Yao couldn't help laughing, took the pen and said, "My calligraphy is not good, I'm afraid you will laugh."
"Your calligraphy is not good. There are not many people in this world who can speak well." Ye Xiong replied.
Lu Yao was stunned immediately, looked up at him, and asked, "How do you know my handwriting is good?"
In her impression, few people know that they are good at calligraphy. After all, calligraphy is not the mainstream of practice. Lu Yao also had nothing to do when she was practicing to adjust her mood, especially when Ye Wentian was not around in her previous life.
It took me a lot of time to practice before I could produce such beautiful calligraphy.
Ye Xiong's words made her suspicious. How could she know so clearly if she wasn't someone close to him?