"Brother Han, you practice for a while first, and I'll think about this mental method."
"OK."
Han Li did not doubt that he was there, and continued to practice the wind and thunder sword technique with the standard iron sword.
Li Jie, on the other hand, sat directly on the floor and tried to practice Changchun Gong.
Changchun Kung is a wood-type Kung Fu. If it can be practiced well, it will indeed be very helpful in recovering from injuries in the body.
Although it is temporarily impossible to test the properties of his spiritual roots, Li Jie believes that he has spiritual roots, otherwise he would not be able to sense the spiritual energy in the air.
Unlike Han Li, who has been unable to get started, Li Jie has rich practice experience, and the operating rules of Changchun Gong still do not exceed his understanding.
As soon as you get started with this technique, you start with the great cycle of the heaven and earth. There are so many meridians involved and the routes are complicated. If you are an inexperienced novice, it will indeed take a long time to get used to it.
But for Li Jie, the difficulty of running a large celestial cycle is just like drinking water and eating. It is not difficult.
Just after listening to Han Li's story, he figured out how to get started.
call!
suck!
After silently adjusting his breathing rhythm, Li Jie started his first practice directly.
Huh?
However, just after a few breaths of operation, the free spiritual energy in the air seemed to be pulled, turning into a trace of ice-cold breath and pouring into his body.
Is this completed?
Do I have wood spirit roots?
But isn’t this a little too fast?
Is it possible that the 'original body' is a single attribute wood spiritual root, or a dual spiritual root of wood + other attributes?
The abnormal speed of practice aroused Li Jie's vigilance. He suddenly opened his eyes and stopped practicing immediately.
Seeing Li Jie stop practicing, Han Li moved his hands and said embarrassedly.
"Senior Brother Li, did I disturb you?"
"no."
Li Jie shook his head and asked knowingly: "Brother Han, how long have you been using this unknown skill?"
Han Li scratched his head shyly and whispered: "Three...three months."
As he spoke, his expression became nervous. After a few breaths, he asked in a low voice with both expectation and anxiety.
"Senior Brother Li, am I too stupid?"
In Han Li's eyes, 'Senior Brother Li' is the most powerful person among the people he knows, except Mr. Mo.
Moreover, the two of them were of the same age. Facing such a 'genius', he actually felt a little inferior.
Therefore, he subconsciously longs for praise from 'Senior Brother Li', in any aspect.
Of course, all this is subconscious, and he himself is not aware of it yet.
"how could be?"
At this time, Li Jie certainly would not choose to attack the opponent.
"A few years ago, you were only a few years old, and you didn't have any basic knowledge before you officially came into contact with cultivation. It's normal for you to learn slowly."
"If you were practicing now, you would probably be able to get started in a few days."
Han Li thought about it carefully, and what 'Senior Brother Li' said seemed to make sense. He was born in a peasant family, and before entering the Qixuan Sect, he didn't even know a few Chinese characters.
At first, it took him a long time to learn basic knowledge such as reading and writing, the twelve main meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians, and acupuncture points all over the body.
Moreover, he was still learning quickly at that time. Later, he still stumbled during the cultivation process. It wasn't until he got familiar with it for a month or two that he slowly got on the right track.
"By the way, Senior Brother Li, have you learned this technique? Have you felt that icy cold breath?"
Li Jie said calmly: "I feel it."
'really!'
'Senior Brother Li is really amazing, you can master it once you practice!'
At this time, Han Li had unknowingly regarded Li Jie as a friend. When he learned that he was new to the martial arts, Han Li was only thinking about whether the nameless martial arts could help him.
"Then will this technique be useful for your injury?"
"it works."
Li Jie nodded: "Brother Han, thank you for teaching me this mental method."
"Very good!"
Han Li grinned: "As long as it works!"
"Senior Brother Li, since it is useful, you should hurry up and practice. The injury in your body is important. It doesn't matter if you teach me how to practice a little later."
"It's out of the way."
Li Jie explained with a smile: "The situation in my body cannot support me to continue practicing for the time being. After the breath just entered my body, it didn't take long for me to notice a tingling sensation."
"Too."
Han Li nodded in agreement. He had also experienced swelling in his meridians. When he first started practicing, he didn't take the swelling seriously.
It wasn't until he tasted the pain of ruptured meridians that he realized that the meridians' endurance had limits.
The painful feeling was still fresh in his mind even after several years.
"After practicing this technique, I roughly understand why it is unable to exert its due destructive power."
As Li Jie spoke, he patted the dust on his butt.
"The nature of the internal force is violent, and the pursuit is destructive power. It should be due to the incompatible skills."
"In this way, I remember that there is a martial artist in the sect who can exert great power without the need for true energy."
"I think that technique is more suitable for you. I'll get it for you when I recover a little from my injury!"
"okay!"
Han Li smiled and nodded, but he did not stop practicing immediately.
It was the first time in so many years that he had come into contact with martial arts techniques. He was now in a state of excitement and would stop at any time.
"Senior Brother Li, you are injured. You should go back to your room and have a good rest. Don't worry about me."
Looking at Han Li who was practicing his sword skills steadily, Li Jie showed a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.
Diligence is the only way to success.
In addition to the small bottle plug-in, diligence and tenacity are also indispensable factors for the old devil to finally ascend to the fairy world with the four spiritual roots.
Back in the wing, Li Jie sat cross-legged and continued to practice Changchun Gong.
He must carefully study the issue of cultivation speed.
Why so fast?
For beginners of Zhancha Kung Fu, this speed is obviously too abnormal.
Two hours later, Li Jie opened his eyes, with a look of understanding in his eyes.
He vaguely understood the reason.
After twenty-one lifetimes of accumulation, his spiritual power far exceeds that of ordinary people. If an ordinary person's spiritual power is like a small pond, his spiritual power is like a huge lake.
The magnitude of the two is completely different, and his huge mental power makes it easier for him to perceive spiritual energy.
At the same time, the efficiency of guiding spiritual energy is far beyond that of ordinary people.
Taking Han Laomo as a benchmark, Han Laomo's efficiency in guiding spiritual energy is '1', so the minimum amount of spiritual energy he can guide is a few hundred.
As for accurate data, he couldn't give a specific number without precise measurements.
Li Jie silently estimated that according to the current progress, he would probably be able to practice Qi level one tomorrow, right?
It’s not that I don’t know, it’s just that I was shocked.
This speed is comparable to riding a rocket. If Dr. Mo knew about it, he would probably make him cry, right?