Chapter 694 If you want to wear the crown, you must bear the weight
The disciples of Baiwu Palace only saw Yan Yan's cultivation at this moment. These people were like white snow on the branches, with only a touch of snow color better than Bai Meikong.
And people like them cannot see Yan Yan's true extraordinary abilities clearly.
The scent of the white plum on the proud branches is like the faint fragrance, deep and far-reaching fragrance
Those short-sighted disciples of Baiwu Palace would never have imagined what kind of glorious future would they have with a sect leader like Yan Yan...
However, Deng Wenming was also a little puzzled.
He knew that Yan Yan's goal was Guixu, and before that, she would not be able to settle down and live.
Since that's the case, what should she want Baiwu Palace, an unknown sect, to do?
At this moment, Yan Yan, who was puzzled by everyone, was sitting upright in front of the desk on the second floor of Magnolia Building.
In front of her, a long white scroll was spread out, and a pair of martial arts pictures of the White Mist Palace were vividly drawn on the paper by her sketches...
The time in the Sumeru realm is always consistent with the mountains and sea realms, and the sky is white without realizing it...
Only less than half a finger-long carbon rod was gently thrown by Yan Yan, and a beautiful parabola passed through the air and landed on the table behind him.
Yan Yan clapped his hands and hugged his arms to appreciate the works that had been drawn for a night.
There are a total of seventy-two pictures on the long scroll.
The first sixty pictures, each four groups, are divided into four steps of starting, inheriting, turning and combining.
The remaining twelve pieces are the magic tricks of the White Mist Formation.
If everyone in Baiwu Palace is here at this moment, they will be stunned by Yan Yan's painting.
No one expected that she would write down every move.
That's right, Yan Yan actually remembered those moves herself, but she was not sure whether her memory was accurate, so she needed to find Canghua to verify.
After all, if you are not careless in martial arts, you will be able to make a mistake if you use it in a slight way.
When I was on Earth, Yan Yan's memory was amazing and could almost never forget it.
Now that the cultivation level has been improved to the Golden Elixir stage, the eyesight, ears and memory have also increased exponentially.
Especially Yan Yan has space power, and her observation ability is so sharp that she is many times more powerful than that of a monk of the same level.
Almost all things are in the process of their operation and stillness, or between coherent or simple actions, even if only one brain nerve is thinking, it will trigger slight fluctuations in time and space.
As long as there is time and space fluctuation, Yan Yan will be sensitive.
Therefore, many small movements may not be able to be observed by ordinary monks, but they cannot escape Yan Yan's awareness.
Canghua's memory is accomplished by his powerful divine power.
Yan Yan's extraordinary memory is entirely due to her special spatial power attribute.
However, this method was also guided by Canghua, and she began to think about it and learn.
All divine realms can more or less know some space-like magic.
After reading the drawn techniques one by one, Yan Yan snapped his fingers handsomely, and the long scroll more than ten meters in front of him was automatically rolled into a roll.
He reached out and held the scroll in his hand. Yan Yan jumped out of the window, and his figure fell lightly on Canghua's niche.
When he lowered his head, he faced Canghua's long eyes that were more beautiful than the sunny spring snow.
Holding the scroll, Yan Yan saluted to Canghua playfully: "Yan Yan, the leader of the Baiwu Palace, came to ask for advice, and I hope the emperor will give you advice!"
Before Canghua could speak, a metallic pounding sound came from beside him.
Yan Yan frowned and looked over: "Lieshanding, I have been thinking about putting a few noise-reducing rubber hoods on your four short legs. Your walking sound is too affecting people's emotions. Deng Wenming can I'll endure you for so long!"
"Dingbang Dingbang...Yan Girl, you are disgusted with my old tripod before you become the sect leader?"
"I tell you, when you become the sect leader of the Baiwu Palace, there are so many places you can use my old cauldron. Which sect in the world does not refine elixirs? Which sect does not take medicine? Don't then
Crying and begging me, hum!"
Yan Yan smiled, and his white fingers bounced on the forehead of the beast's carved body in Lieshan, making a "ding" sound of metal: "I don't dislike you, I'm not afraid of you leaving every day.
There are so many roads, I’ve worn the legs of this tripod shortened.”
"After all, you are a man of iron, and you don't have the meat as long as we do. If you grind it short, you have to go back. Aren't you most afraid of going back?"
The beast eyes on Lieshanding suddenly widened: "Well, this is reasonable! Where is Sisi? Tomorrow I will ask Sisi to put a pair of shoes for me and ask for a thousand-layer sole..."
Sisi poked her head out of its own small embroidery building, looking contemptuous: "But pull it, have you seen that stove with shoes? Just put two pieces on you and turn your head."
Lieshanding: "Can it be the same? Those stoves can't go, I can go, of course I have to wear shoes!"
Sisi: "Okay, but you don't have any feet. Why don't you let the emperor bring you back and pinch out four feet for you? I'll make shoes for you, let alone a thousand-layer sole, make them for you.
Embroidered shoes are all done!”
This time, even the squeezers who were cutting and sewing were amused.
As soon as he heard that he was going to return to the furnace, Lieshanding immediately stopped talking.
Dingbang turned back again, muttering: "Forget it, just put on your shoes and get it back in the furnace and forge it again, is my Lieshan tripod so stupid? Just make do with your legs first
, I'll talk about it if I'm really short..."
Yanyan, Sisi and Axiang couldn't help laughing.
As everyone was joking, Canghua had carefully looked at the martial arts drawings drawn by Yan Yan.
Deng Wenming held a top-grade elixir in his hand to see Canghua. Seeing the long scroll floating in front of Canghua, he asked in confusion: "Since there is a projection wall, why do you have to spend time drawing it out one by one.
?”
Yan Yan shook his head: "The light-moving eyes is completely different from the skill shared by the hands and eyes. If you draw on one side of the paper, you need to repeatedly draw thousands of faces in your mind. I drew these 72 pictures and pondered the skills in my mind.
I have 72,000 times. Even if I haven’t started it, I have understood a little bit of the key points.”
Deng Wenming had just realized it and couldn't help but admire Yan Yan's hard work, but couldn't help but say pity: "With the Emperor's advice, why are you so embarrassed for yourself?"
Yan Yan smiled lightly: "If you want to wear his crown, you must bear the weight."
She said the clouds were calm, but Deng Wenming heard it as if he was leaning towards the mountains.
Even Aji, who had been sitting on the alchemy stage not far away, looked at this side in a daze.
Yan Yan often makes them realize it for a long time with one casual word...
At this moment, everyone heard Cang Hua who had been silent and slowly said: "There is no need to worry about this set of idle exercises. Just talk about the shortcomings of the set of exercises you have seen."
Everyone, including Lieshan Ding, was shocked.
Even Yan Yan mastered this set of exercises?
But she hasn't even walked the moves once, so I have to discuss it enough?
Just draw a picture and learn how to make the people in Baiwu Palace live!
Yan Yan bent his lips, and the tea cup in his hand suddenly flew out, and the tea water spilled from the cup instantly steamed into a vast white mist.
In the hazy white mist, Yan Yan's body was like a cloud rolling and unfolding, directly attacking Canghua sitting upright on the opposite side.