After lying on the cold stone ground for a long time, Xiao Yan slowly passed his breath. The joy on his face could hardly be concealed. He moved his slightly sore legs and once again folded his practice posture.
With a sigh of relief, Xiao Yan closed his eyes slightly, and his mind gradually sank into his body.
Inner view, an auxiliary skill that can only be mastered at the fighter level, the higher the strength, the more thorough exploration of the situation in the body.
At the place where the mind sank into the lower abdomen, a palm-sized milky white cyclone was slowly spinning. On the periphery of the cyclone, a layer of milky white energy gas resembling a nebula was wrapped.
Watching this tiny cyclone intently, Xiao Yan nodded in satisfaction. Although the current cyclone is small in size, the energy contained in it is definitely more than ten times stronger than the previous Jiuduan Dou Qi!
The Qi of Douzhe and Nine Duan Dou Qi is almost essentially different. The energy absorbed by the Dou before is called Dou Qi, and the energy absorbed after the Dou is called the real Dou Qi!
Although there is only one word difference between the two, the difference between them is like a world of difference and is incomparable.
The mind was controlling the cyclone, Xiao Yan's heart moved slightly, a wisp of milky fighting energy quickly separated from the cyclone, and then rushed away as the mind pointed out.
His mind kept controlling the cyclone's vomiting and vomiting. After he became more and more proficient, Xiao Yan satisfactorily stopped his playful behavior, and his mind slowly withdrew from his body.
The closed eyes suddenly opened. In the dark pupils, the milky white light stayed for more than ten seconds before gradually dissipating.
His mouth was slightly opened, and Xiao Yan spit out a slightly drowsy breath. After exhaling the muddy breath, Xiao Yan's complexion became more radiant.
Twisting his neck, the creaking sound of bones colliding made Xiao Yan grin, raised his head, and looked at Yao Lao who was suspended at the entrance of the cave like a ghost, and smiled brilliantly: "Success."
"Well, luck is not bad, the cyclone was successfully condensed for the first time." Yao Lao nodded and said faintly.
"I'm relying on the strength, right?" Shrugging, Xiao Yan suddenly showed a touch of flattery, and stretched out his hand, seemingly shy: "Teacher, you see, I have reached the level of a fighter. Shouldn't it be time for me to fight qigong?"
Hearing this, Yao Lao rolled his eyes, floated into the cave, slowly sat down in front of Xiao Yan, pondered for a while, his face slightly solemnly said, "What do you want?"
"Ah, that's... it's something more weird than the Heaven-Rank Cultivation Technique. It can... can evolve that." Xiao Yan shook his head and said in a slanderous voice.
Listening to Xiao Yan's words, an inexplicable meaning flashed on Yao Lao's face, but he fell silent unexpectedly.
"Teacher, what's the matter? Could it be that you fooled me with that technique?" Xiao Yan couldn't help but asked with some anxiety as he looked at Yao Lao with such an expression.
"This technique can indeed evolve, but I didn't lie to you." Yao Lao said softly.
Seeing Mr. Yao once again confessed, Xiao Yan's face couldn't help but he was overjoyed, rubbing his hands, and cautiously said, "Can that allow me to practice?"
"This technique is extremely weird, and it can evolve, but the danger rate is extremely high!" Yao Lao sighed after a long silence again.
A little uneasy by Yao Lao's sighing appearance, Xiao Yan slowly retracted his hand and asked weakly, "How high?"
With a wry smile, Yao Lao shook his head and said helplessly: "I have never seen or heard of anyone who has practiced this kind of technique since I got this technique, so I don't know the real answer. , However, judging from the experience I have lived for so long, the success rate of practicing this weird technique to the peak does not seem to exceed 20%..."
"Twenty percent?" With a stiff face, Xiao Yan smiled dryly: "No... won't it be so low, right?"
He sighed and nodded, Yao Lao said bitterly: "I'm afraid it's really only this low."
Rubbing his forehead with a wry smile, Xiao Yan was still a little unwilling to give up. The temptation to evolve into a heavenly cultivation technique was too great for him.
"Can the teacher talk about the general practice method of this exercise?"
Yao Lao's dry palms were rubbing against each other. After hesitating for a moment, he whispered softly: "The evolutionary conditions of this technique are also related to the "different fire" I said to you the other day."
Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, keeping silent, listening with his ears.
"Hey, I also got this exercise accidentally. The exercise was originally unknown, but I named it "Fen Jue"." At this point, a complex expression flashed on Yao Lao's face. It seems that the process of obtaining this technique at the beginning does not seem to be as simple as he said.
"Fen Jue can indeed evolve, but its evolutionary premise requires "different fire" as its raw material. Every evolution must consume a "different fire"!" Yao Lao's voice was slightly hoarse: " You know, "Different Fire" is a thing of destruction and raging. Not only is it rare to see in a century, but even if I see it, who can guarantee that I can successfully swallow it? At first, I almost got this "bone spirit cold fire". Burned to nothingness..."
"The most horrible thing is that this technique must swallow all kinds of "different fires"... God, just a kind of strange fire can toss a fighting emperor to death. I really don't dare. Imagine what kind of scene would it be if there were two or even more than two kinds of "different fires" in a person's body..."
Looking at Yao Lao with an inconceivable face, Xiao Yan was also shaken to his stiffness, evolving by devouring strange fire? ***, it is not certain who swallowed who! The guy who created this technique is mostly a lunatic.
"Although the danger rate of this technique is surprisingly high, I don't doubt its potential. If it is really successful in cultivation...On the Dou Qi continent, except for a handful of people... I'm afraid it's really not that many. People can be opponents." Yao Lao sighed.
Xiao Yan nodded in sympathy, if someone could control several kinds of different fires handily, at that time, even a "fighting saint" level powerhouse would not dare to light his beard, right? Of course, under this premise, he himself should not be swallowed up by the strange fire...
Looking at Xiao Yan, Old Yao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Now, do you... still want to learn?"
His body trembled slightly, and Xiao Yan was silent.