A sleepless night.
The next day, before the sky began to turn bright, Long Xiangtian ran into the courtyard, took out the Fang Tian Stick, and looked for the feeling of the "Hun Hai Fan Tian Stick".
Time and again, Long Xiangtian was like a puppet, swinging out, retracting, swinging out, retracting. Long Xiangtian didn't know how many times he had performed this fixed action, hundreds of times, or even thousands of times, even Long Xiangtian himself couldn't remember.
Huan'er also came once. Originally, Huan'er wanted to wait for Long Xiangtian to finish, but unexpectedly, Long Xiangtian did not stop for the whole morning. Huan'er did not dare to disturb him, so she had to leave temporarily.
Most people couldn't tell what Long Xiangtian was doing, but if they had practiced the "Hun Hai Fan Tian Stick", they would definitely be able to see that, although there was no mysterious power surging from Long Xiangtian's body, he was indeed using the "Hun Hai Fan Tian Stick".
Long Xiangtian had spent a whole night to comprehend it, and now had spent another whole morning to practice it. It wasn't that Long Xiangtian was incapable of using his profound strength to practice it.
Instead, Long Xiangtian was originally stretching his form. What Long Xiangtian had to do next was to combine the understood meaning with the form. This was the real "Hun Hai Fan Tian Stick".
Long Xiangtian swung the stick fiercely. Although he still did not use his mysterious power this time, Long Xiangtian felt a slight fluctuation in the air.
Although it is very subtle, this fluctuation proves that Long Xiangtian's form has been successful and he can begin to combine form and meaning.
Long Xiangtian slowly held the Fang Tian Stick horizontally in front of his chest, his Xuan Qi circulated, and his arrogance was overwhelming. The Fang Tian Stick seemed to have sensed Long Xiangtian's intention, and directly sent a burst of fighting intent to Long Xiangtian.
Long Xiangtian attached the mysterious power in his body directly to the Fang Tian stick. He swung the stick, and a miniature version of the stick appeared on the Fang Tian stick.
Long Xiangtian's target was a rockery in the pool, but when the shadow of the stick fell, the entire pool exploded instantly, not to mention the rockery.
"boom!"
As a loud roar suddenly sounded, the courtyard where Long Xiangtian was located began to tremble instantly, as if it was about to collapse.
Long Xiangtian had been so focused on practicing martial arts that he forgot that he was still in the Beidi Palace. Now he realized that he had been a little reckless.
Before Long Xiangtian could clean up the mess, more than a dozen men in black armor suddenly appeared from nowhere and surrounded Long Xiangtian in an instant.
Long Xiangtian knew that this group of people should be the guards of Beidi Palace, and they probably thought he was the troublemaker.
I think if I hadn't appeared in Beidi's Mansion frequently in the past few days and could be considered a guest of Beidi, these people would probably have taken direct action.
"Everyone go away. My boss is demolishing a house. Why are you so excited?"
Just when Long Xiangtian wanted to explain, the little fat man came out and dismissed everyone.
"Boss, what are you doing?" Although the fat man didn't care about Long Xiangtian demolishing a house, he still wanted to ask Long Xiangtian what he was doing.
“Um, I wanted to practice martial arts, but I didn’t expect…” Long Xiangtian scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Oh, that's okay. My uncle Zhou will have someone come and fix it when the time comes." As the steward of Beidi Mansion, Zhou Tianhe would naturally know about such things soon and find someone to deal with it.
"Okay, let's go out for a drink."
The fat boy pulled Long Xiangtian and was about to go out. Long Xiangtian thought that it was a good opportunity to go out and see what was going on over at Shatuo, so he went out with the fat boy.
On the way, Long Xiangtian also began to review some of the problems he had just encountered when he used the "Hun Hai Fan Tian Stick".
First of all, although he can perform this martial art, he still cannot master its details, let alone reach the level of making light of heavy tasks.
Secondly, although the power of this "Hun Hai Fan Tian Stick" was still quite good when he used it, it was completely different from the power used by the phantom in his mind.
For example, the stick shadow cast by the phantom in the mind was a hundred feet high, while the one cast by Long Xiangtian was only about ten feet high.
Long Xiangtian had no choice. After all, his strength was there. Even with his heavenly martial arts, he couldn't unleash its strongest power.
It seems that only after I become a phantom-like existence, I will be able to fully display the "Hun Hai Fan Tian Stick".
Also, even if Long Xiangtian cannot exert his strongest power, his consumption of Xuanli is still considerable.
With Long Xiangtian's current strength of the fifth level of the Mysterious Realm, it is estimated that this "Hun Hai Fan Tian Stick" is only enough to be used once, and Long Xiangtian will be exhausted if he uses it more. If he is in the Nine Nether Realm, he may be able to use it one more time.
Although Long Xiangtian's current "Hun Hai Fan Tian Stick" still has some major problems, its power cannot be ignored and it can completely serve as Long Xiangtian's trump card.
Thinking about it, Long Xiangtian took the fat boy to the inn where Shatuo and the others lived and walked straight in.
"Boss, you actually know this place?" The little fat man looked surprised.
"Is there anything special here?" Long Xiangtian had chosen this inn randomly, so he had no idea what was special about it.
"Although this is an inn." The fat man's expression became serious, and even Long Xiangtian was aroused by the fat man's expression. However, the fat man's next sentence made Long Xiangtian kick him directly.
"The braised pork elbow here is a must-try. The taste is so... Hey, boss... why did you hit me..."
The fat boy's screams attracted a lot of people's attention, and many people even started talking about it. They had never seen the son of the Northern Emperor not fighting back after being beaten, so they were naturally very surprised and started discussing Long Xiangtian's identity.
In the end, Long Xiangtian felt really embarrassed, so he dragged the screaming little fat boy straight in, found a seat and sat down.
"Li Ergou, what are you talking about there?"
Long Xiangtian pointed casually at a wealthy businessman who was dressed in gorgeous clothes.
The few people who had just been chatting with the wealthy businessman looked sideways. They didn't expect that the "Li Xiaoyao" who had just been calling them a brother had now become Li Ergou.
When Li Ergou heard Long Xiangtian calling him by his nickname, he was not at all unhappy. Instead, he felt happy.
He had seen others discussing Long Xiangtian's identity before, so he pretended to say a few words as well.
He didn't expect that he was just an ordinary team leader, but the master not only recognized him but also knew his nickname. How could Li Ergou not be moved