Shen Luo hurriedly and carefully recalled the formula of the second level of the nameless martial arts, and seriously reflected on his own practice just now, but found that there was basically no difference.
“Logically, it shouldn’t be this difficult…” He was doubtful, and once again closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and began to practice in silence.
After a while, Shen Luo opened his eyes again, and the expression on his face had changed from confusion to depression.
This time, he still failed to break through the Zigong acupoint.
The magic power in the body cannot flow upwards at all, let alone a full cycle, even half a cycle cannot be circulated.
“The technique of summoning spirits and controlling demons was not successful before. Could it be that I am really lacking in talent? No, I have to try again…” Shen Luo gritted his teeth unwillingly and closed his eyes to practice again.
After repeating this several times, he finally faced the reality that the second level of the technique was much more difficult than he had imagined. It was impossible to get through it smoothly. He could only take it one level at a time like conquering a city.
Judging from the speed of his previous attempts, it would probably take him four or five years to achieve a breakthrough if he wanted to perfect the second level of the nameless technique.
This speed is even much lower than that of people with average qualifications as described in the nameless heavenly book. It would be enough for them to achieve perfection in two years.
The practice of the first level of the technique went too smoothly, and the practice of the Water-Walking Technique seemed to be helped by heaven, which made Shen Luo think that he actually had a good talent and even became a little complacent. But now, he felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head.
It seems that there is nothing wrong with Master Luo and other people in Chunqiu Temple's assessment of him. He really has no talent in practicing magic.
After realizing this, Shen Luo felt very disappointed, but he did not really lose confidence.
Before he obtained the martial arts technique, he was always facing the threat of death, but he still fought hard to survive. Now the situation is just a little worse than he expected, so he just needs to continue practicing.
No matter whether it takes four or five years, as long as there is a chance of success, he will never miss it.
In the next few days, Shen Luo would come to the shallow pool to practice during the day, and at night he would stick up ghost-chasing talismans and constantly observe the changes in the jade pillow absorbing light threads.
Perhaps it was because he had entered the Qi Refining Stage, he did not feel tired at all even after working day and night.
That night, Shen Luo sat cross-legged on the bed as usual, staring at the jade pillow without blinking.
He was puzzled. The light threads had been continuously flowing in for several days, but the jade pillow seemed to have no changes at all.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Shen Luo was startled. With his current sensitive facial features, although his attention was mostly on the jade pillow, he should not have been unaware of the person coming outside the door.
Besides, it’s the middle of the night now, who would come here at this time
He quickly took off the ghost-exorcising talisman on his body and stuffed the jade pillow under the bed. Then he stood up and opened the door. A figure in a green robe was standing outside. It was Taoist Luo.
"Master Luo, why are you here? Please come in." Shen Luo hurriedly invited Master Luo into the house.
"No need. I just passed by and came to see you. You look quite good now. It seems that you have recovered well after your trip home." Taoist Luo stood at the door without moving. He just looked Shen Luo up and down and said.