Qiao Jun looked at the Spirit Grass Garden and the Spirit Orchard with such a strong spiritual aura. He couldn't help sitting cross-legged on the spot, and began to run the Star Art like crazy.
With the continuous rotation of the Star Art, the aura vortex created by the heaven and earth aura, like a tornado, gathered towards him.
But he didn't think too much at all, but felt too little. He opened his mouth directly, and a horrible suction enveloped the spiritual vortex around him, and then he sucked in his mouth frantically.
Crazy! too crazy!
If it is an ordinary monk, he will definitely burst into death if he absorbs so much aura of heaven and earth.
But what about Qiao Jun? There is no sense of discomfort at all. At this moment, his body is like a large generator, a machine that specializes in transmitting electrical energy, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura is energy, and the star art is the power device that runs the aura.
Under the cooperation of generators, energy, and power devices, the purple real yuan, or electrical energy, will be produced.
And the meridians in his body are electric wires, and finally they are directly sent into the dantian through the meridians or electric wires, or in a device that stores electrical energy, and stored in case of urgent need.
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I don't know how long it took, with a bang, Qiao Jun's cultivation has directly entered an unprecedented highest realm, a level of transformation. That powerful feeling washed his body instantly.
Qiao Jun intuitively felt that the realm of boxing, the realm of swords, and the law of space that he had previously understood were constantly advancing along with his cultivation base, and it turned out to be stronger. It is nearly a thousand times stronger than before.
Feeling the aura around him getting thinner and thinner, Qiao Jun didn't practice any more, but condensed his whole body's explosive momentum, and opened a pair of star eyes full of terrifying coercion.
Immediately, he looked around, it didn't matter if he saw it, Qiao Jun was stunned, "Why are the spirit grass garden and the spirit orchard here withered?"
Huh!
At this moment, a gray-haired old woman leaned on a cane and suddenly stood in front of Qiao Jun. This old woman looked extremely old, with wrinkles all over her face, like pine bark. Looking at her teeth, No one is left, all is gone.
It was such an old woman, her body was full of a powerful force that was not angry and self-prestige, even if Qiao Jun reached the level of transformation, he also felt a strong sense of oppression.
"Little guy, you ruined the old woman's Spirit Grass Garden and Spirit Orchard. How do you calculate this?" The old woman crouched and asked slowly.
After Qiao Jun came back to his senses, he swished, stood up, and said quickly: "Old lady, the younger generation doesn't know this is your spiritual land, it should be too much. How can you compensate me!"
Qiao Jun said this, but he was already on guard in secret. If this old woman wants to kill herself, she can't just sit back and wait.
The rule of survival in this world is that the weak and the strong eat the strong, and whoever has a big fist has the final say. When he arrived here, the first thing he learned was to abandon all the previous worldly concepts and use his fists to solve problems.
What's more, he has no intention of doing anything. If this old woman doesn't want to kill herself, he can discuss everything.
"Little guy, you don't have a small tone. How can you compensate? You can compensate
The spirit grass garden here, the spirit grass planted in the spirit orchard is still the fruit of the spirit fruit tree, each plant, each one has basically grown for more than ten thousand years.
Their quality is all Grade 8 or above, you say, what compensation do you get? "
The old woman asked slowly, her voice extremely old. From beginning to end, the expression on her wrinkled face was very unpredictable. Qiao Jun couldn't tell whether she was angry or already angry.
"This?" Qiao Jun was dumbfounded. If this is the case, what compensation would he make
"Nothing to say, right?" the old woman asked very calmly.
"The old lady, please make it clear. Even if the mistakes made by the younger generation are killed, it is hard to blame." Qiao Jun's attitude is extremely respectful. He didn't know the preciousness of these spiritual orchards before, and now he knows. On the contrary, I feel that my behavior just now is too inappropriate.
The old woman didn't speak, but walked a few steps on crutches, her petite body looked extremely weak.
Immediately, she turned her back and suddenly said: "You ruined the Spirit Grass Garden and the Spirit Orchard, the old woman does not need to be held accountable. But! You must take my old woman one thing."
Qiao Jun looked at the old woman's back and quickly asked: "What's the matter, please tell the old woman, the younger generation will never frown."
"The old woman has a magical skill. For tens of thousands of years, no one can inherit this skill. If you can learn it, the old woman can forget your previous behavior. If you are as mediocre as those people, don't blame the old woman. If you beat you with a stick, your body and spirit will disappear." The old woman said.
"What kind of magic is the senior? The junior really wants to try it." Qiao Jun asked immediately.
As soon as Qiao Jun's voice fell, the old woman turned to Qiao Jun, her scrawny palm facing him in front of Qiao Jun and she waved slightly.
Soon, a golden energy group waved from his hand, and then the golden energy group gradually enlarged in front of Qiao Jun's eyes, forming a large net full of fonts.
The words on this are vigorous and powerful, dragons and phoenix dancing. Qiao Jun knows all of them.
Qiao Jun looked at the font and was shocked, because the words written on it recorded a set of magical techniques. The name is Taichu Shenzhang, but it is too difficult to understand.
The old woman didn't care about the calm Qiao Jun, and said faintly: "This set of magical skills that my old woman has practiced is called Taichu Shenzhang. There are nine styles in total. They are:
The first type: sleepy.
The second type: kill.
The third type: Wai.
The fourth type: pressure.
The fifth type: explosion.
Sixth type: hit.
Seventh type: magic.
The eighth type: off.
Ninth type: broken.
The so-called sleepiness is trapping. To encircle is to encircle, and to suppress is to suppress. To burst is to explode, and to hit is to attack. Fantasy is fantasy. To destroy is to destroy. To break is to break the air.
Excessive, my old woman doesn't want to explain too much, and she doesn't bother to explain. Everything depends on your own comprehension and experience.
If you can't even comprehend the first form of the palm of the primordial primacy during a stick of incense Then you give up, and don't blame the old woman for not giving you a chance. "The old woman said coldly in an inhumane tone.
After Qiao Jun listened carefully, he didn't say anything. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to comprehend the first formula of the God's Palm of the Beginning engraved on the Golden Big Net. Soon, he entered a realm of harmony between man and nature.
As he reached the realm of the unity of nature and man, the power of the law of space that he had previously understood began to surge around him. At this moment, the spatial power of the entire Spirit Grass Garden suddenly became extremely unstable... (End of this chapter) )