"There really are people outside the world, there are heaven outside the world!"

In the cabin, Mo Qiu looked through the Vientiane Kung fu, and he couldn't help being shocked and admired from the bottom of his mouth.

He learned martial arts complicated, but he was proficient in everything. When it comes to understanding of mortal martial arts, he thinks that few people have it.

But after reading this work of Vientiane, I feel ashamed.

The world martial arts, inner strength mental method, fists and swords, and hard skills are all different.

It is also difficult to communicate with each other through the method of luck.

By the way!

This universal skill can integrate all the dharma into one, integrating all the methods in the world into one.

This achievement is 10%, regardless of any martial arts, any move, as long as you understand the key points, you can use it.

Flame swords, cold ice palms, these contradictory methods, can also appear in the same person.

And even, the left and right flame knives, the ice palm of the right hand!

Before that, the cold ice zhenqi and yanyang zhenqi had always contradicted each other.

For Vientiane Gong, this is just the foundation.

In Mo Qiu's view, Vientiane Gong is like a universal energy that can promote all methods.

Something like...

Mana!

His eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly realized.

Mana can do the things that innate true qi can do, and it can do better.

No wonder Pan Shizheng said that martial artists are more likely to break through the limits of mortals by practicing Vientiane Gong.

It turned out that this skill was derived from mana.

Of course, there are few perfect things in the world, and this Wanxiang Gong is not without its shortcomings.

Its disadvantage is that it is too slow to practice!

Among the many innate skills that Mo Qiu knows, Vientiane is not the slowest, but it can also be ranked in the top five.

If you want to speed up your practice, there is only one way.

Take a pill!

He picked up a Tongqiao Pill that he sent down, pondered for a moment, and looked up, the pill was already swallowed.

With the emergence of a warm current, he acted in accordance with the law, and he has already begun to practice Vientiane Gong.

"Wow..."

Zhen Qi was running fast in the body, and an indescribable feeling came to my heart.

"Not only is it very slow to practice, and the true energy is too mediocre, some explosive methods will also be restricted."

"pity……"

When the thoughts turn, don't ask your mind to slowly fall silent, sink into a calm state, and focus on practicing.

A few days later.

Vientiane power, seventh layer!

Opening his eyes, although the realm has not been improved, the strength has been diverted, and a sense of unobstructedness in the body and mind.

It seems that many suffocation in the body disappear completely.

"Om!"

The body shook, and a dim halo emerged.

Heisha true body!

The body bounced up, with a light stroke with one hand, the long sword not far away was unsheathed sharply, and the sword light spread all over.

"Crack..."

Suddenly, a strange noise came from his palm.

Mo Qiu was taken aback, and looked down, but saw a crack appeared on the blade of the long sword in his hand.

With a slight shock, the blade was completely shattered and crashed to the ground.

This sword was also regarded as a magnificent military exploit in his hands, and after many collisions, he finally couldn't bear it.

…………

Two months later.

The twenty-six outer disciples of Fairy Island, with dozens of followers, appeared at the foot of Cangyu Peak.

I don’t know how far away from my hometown, and when I come to this vast mountain range, the people are not too old. Many people are still leaving home for the first time and feel a little nervous.

"Huh!"

The huge ship turned into a small ruler, a flicker, disappeared in Li Chimei's palm.

This kind of immortal family means once again fascinated people.

She stood with her hand in the field, scanned the crowd, ignoring the changes in their faces, and said coldly:

"This is the outer courtyard of the Cangyu School. All new disciples need to practice here for three years."

"Within three years, you don’t need to perform tasks, and don’t care about other things. You can practice with all your heart. If there are any incomprehensions in the practice, there will be special brothers and sisters who will come to explain. One more day every month, Daoji monks will come, Tell me about the method and give you some guidance."

"Three years later!"

She mentioned in her voice:

"If you can refine the eighth level, you can be selected by Daoji Dao friends and become an inner disciple."

"If it fails, continue to stay at the outer door, while working for the sect, while continuing to practice until the cultivation base is successful, then discuss the matter of entering the inner door."

"Senior." After two months of getting along, everyone was less afraid of Li Chimei.

Then a woman asked:

"Isn't it that we will be divided into four peaks disciples, why do we still practice together here?"

"Good question." Pan Shizheng smiled:

"In the past, the disciples of the outer sects all went to their respective peaks to practice, but if this is the case, the disciples of the peaks are not familiar with each other and will make a lot of jokes, so only a three-year agreement was made."

Everyone was stunned.

In fact, Pan Shizheng didn't say one thing, that is, it is difficult for the disciples of each peak to cultivate sympathy without cultivating together.

In the early years, the Cangyu School almost fell apart and turned into four branches. Fortunately, the seniors awakened in time and allowed the new beginners to live together for a few years to cultivate feelings.

In this way, there will be a greater sense of identity in the future.

At this time, a disciple in white took a step forward, reached out his hand to the side stone road, and spoke to everyone:

"Over there, it's the place to go to the Hall of Performing Arts, where your senior brothers take turns to be on duty every day, and Senior Daoji will also be there to teach the Fa."

"Behind you is the direction to the Internal Affairs Hall, where you will receive the monthly elixir, tokens of your school, disciples' costumes, etc..."

"Here is the Tibetan Dharma Hall. Those who need to practice spells can go and check it out. Remember, outer disciples can choose three spells for free. You must carefully consider how to choose."

"There is also a place to practice spells..."

After a while, the disciple in white looked solemn and said:

"The following are the ten commandments of the sect. You have heard it clearly, and remember it in your heart. If you commit a crime, you will never be merciless!"

"One precept: deceive the teacher and betray the ancestor, and kill each other in the same family..."

"Second Precepts: Collaborating with demons and cruelly innocent..."

"..."

"Ten Commandments: Conceive the mind, bewildered, do evil..."

"What else do you don't understand?"

"Brother!" One person raised his hands:

"So many of us worshipped into the sect together, how do we distinguish who is the brother and who is the brother?"

They are all young people, and it is inevitable that they have a strong desire to win. Many people have discussed this topic along the way.

"According to the usual practice." The disciple in white said:

"The oldest people from the same group of people from Xiandao are seniors."

As soon as his voice fell, he noticed that there was a sudden silence in the field, and the atmosphere had become weird.

Everyone's eyes turned to Moqiu.

Among the young people, he is the only adult, and the big brother is doing his part.

It's just that the eyes of others are obviously unconvincing.

A mortal!

Become their big brother?

"Ahem..." Pan Shizheng coughed slightly and said:

"As a cultivator, you are talking about the order of attainment, not the level of seniority. You don't need to care about who is a senior."

"Go to the internal affairs hall first to get the clothes and nameplates, take a good rest today, and have another plan tomorrow."

"Yes."

"I'm waiting to say goodbye..."

A group of people reluctantly responded, swept past Moqiu with conflicting eyes, and walked towards the internal affairs hall in order.

Mo Qiu shook his head, looked at the direction, but turned to the Tibetan Temple.

It's still early. I believe that many people go to the Internal Affairs Hall and the Tibetan Dharma Hall. It's better to go first.

The Tibetan Temple is located on the mountainside, with the eaves extending out, like a cliff of strange peaks, and a bird that may rise into the sky at any time.

The front of the hall was empty, and only two old warriors were cleaning the fallen leaves, which seemed quite peaceful.

Before waiting to approach, there was a voice in the hall:

"Tao Bing, go to the side hall!"

"Brother, he is an outer disciple." Another voice relieved him:

"Called Mo Qiu, the only mortal outer disciple on this trip to Immortal Island, I didn't expect to come so soon."

"Oh?" The previous man's voice was surprised:

"Then come in!"

Stepping into the Tibetan Temple is a furnishing similar to the Lufu Yunlou, but even more magnificent.

Two middle-aged men were taking care of the bookshelves. One of them looked back and said:

"This is the first time I have seen a mortal outer disciple, but there are many immortals here, what do you want?"

"Two brothers." Mo Qiu handed over:

"I don't know what kind of method most people who practice martial arts like me would choose?"

"I really know this." One person put down the rag in his hand and said:

"I have been guarding the Dao Bing Shu Pavilion for two months. The method they must choose is definitely the method of refining evil."

"The method of refining evil?" Mo Qiu frowned:

"Please forgive me for being ignorant and ignorant, I have never heard of such methods."

"Not surprising." The other nodded:

"The method of refining evil comes from the Hall of Nine Evils, and I only started it a hundred years ago. It is a method that turns the body protection into a similar spell. Once you become a cultivator, it is equivalent to an extra body protection spell."

"Well, you innate martial artist, shouldn't it be difficult to cultivate the true strength of the body? I see most people have it."

"It's really not difficult." Not asking for it.

His true black evil body has been refined into a real strength for body protection.

The other side speaks:

"So, you want to practice the Sha method?"

Do not ask for a decision in a hurry, and asked:

"I don't know how to call brother?"

"My last name is Su, Su Xuanlang."

This name seems to have been mentioned by a fellow Cangyu school disciple, as if it was talented and cultivated extremely high.

Thoughts turn, don't ask to speak:

"Senior Brother Su, if you choose mortal martial arts skills, will it also consume the three free opportunities of outer disciples?"

"Of course." Su Xuanlang should be:

"But you are not at a loss. Once this method is successful, it will not be worse than the magic of the immortal cultivator."

"Or, do you have any other favorite exercises?"

Do not ask for a moment to ponder, then tentatively asked:

"Dare to ask brother, is there such a powerful martial arts, but it is difficult to cultivate successfully?"

"Uh……"

Su Xuanlang was stunned, and another disciple of the Cang Yu faction not far away also stopped his movements.

"This is the first time I heard your request." The disciple over there couldn't help but smile:

"I don't know if it's good to say that you are arrogant, or that the ignorant is fearless?"

"This junior, even if it is difficult for a mortal to learn martial arts, its power is limited. The technique of refining evil spirits is already at the top." Su Xuanlang shook his head and said:

"What you said is really not, at least in my opinion, it is not very powerful."

Why!

Do not sigh lightly.

He had anticipated this.

As the cultivation level improves, the more he discovers the whiteness, how scarce the martial artist can deal with the immortal cultivator.

Especially for high-ranking monks, casting spells with thoughtful thoughts, even his ten moves, is useless.

The reason why Mo Qiu was able to kill the cultivators was that their cultivation was weak, and the other was that they were able to use the means of the cultivators.

Martial arts...

After all, the foundation is insufficient!

After thinking for a while, he said, "Brother, is there a way to speed up the progress of my waiting practice?"

"There are a few of these!" Su Xuanlang nodded, then his expression changed slightly, patted his forehead with one hand, and said:

"I think of a technique that can speed up the progress of the cultivation of the innate realm. It is said to be powerful, but it is easy to get confused."

"Called Wan Beast Blood Coagulation Skill!"

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He looked up strangely after seeing the blood coagulation power of Ten Thousand Beasts:

"Brother, this exercise..."

"Don't ask me." Su Xuanlang interrupted him:

"I don't know much about mortal martial arts, and I don't bother to understand it."

Mo Qiu nodded slowly, suppressing the ripples in his heart, but the stars consumed by this effort were the most he had ever encountered.

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