"The way of martial arts has always been from simple to complex, and then from complex to simple. Disciple, you have outstanding talent and extraordinary understanding, so you have omitted the steps from simple to complex, and the marksmanship taught by your teacher, I am afraid that apart from you, etc. Talent, no one else can learn it at all."

"I... so powerful?" Nezha was surprised and delighted, smiling happily, forgetting how painful it was when he was beaten.

"Of course." What He Xie said was the real truth. Nezha's talent was so unreasonable that even he was a little jealous.

It took a little fart boy about ten days to walk the road that would take him several years to complete. If he hadn't been able to beat Nezha from time to time, his mentality would have collapsed long ago.

"Even your father can't do it. If you don't believe me, just pass on this spear technique to your father." He Xie said seriously.

"Really?" Nezha was eager to try, "I'll let Dad try it tonight!"

On the other side, Li Jing's face turned black again, he turned his head and left.

Can't stay here anymore!

"The first realm of martial arts is skill, and it focuses on subtle moves. This is the ultimate grasp of every detail of your movements, strength, movement, and even breathing, heartbeat, etc." He Xie said eloquently.

When it comes to what he is best at, he is a lot more serious.

"The core of the technique is precision, and that's the reason why I let you practice with a wooden spear." He continued, "But disciple, because of the magic pill, you can't always master your strength, even The moves are often out of shape, and even destroy the wooden spear at every turn. With your talent, it is far below my expectations and disappoints the students."

Nezha said in surprise: "Master, you asked me to practice with a wooden spear, yet you still have such painstaking efforts."

"Yeah." He Xie looked at Nezha deeply, "Actually, every time your wooden gun explodes, it is because of the power of the magic pill, alas, the teacher and the magic pill are inseparable. The teacher can't help but want to beat you - oh no, it's beating the magic pill, but I can't bear the pain."

Nezha's expression froze immediately, his wooden spear had already burst hundreds of pieces.

In other words, he had unknowingly avoided hundreds of beatings.

Nezha was frightened for a while, and couldn't help but look at He Xie gratefully: "Master, you are so kind to me."

He Xie nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it's good that you can understand the painstaking efforts of Master, but you have been unable to control the power of the magic pill recently. I was thinking, am I being too tolerant of the magic pill?"

"No, no, no tolerance at all!" Nezha retorted subconsciously.

"You mean I'm strict?" He Xie frowned.

"No, Master, what I mean is that I will definitely control my strength in the future, and I will never let the magic pill affect me!" Nezha assured while wiping his cold sweat.

It can't be harsh. If the wooden gun blows up once and gets beaten up, then that's okay?

"Well, it's very gratifying for your teacher to have such a spirit." He Xie smiled, "However, if I blow up the wooden gun ten times in the future, I'll still beat you up—no, I'll beat the magic pill."

"..." Nezha looked at He Xie speechlessly, "Master, you say it wrong every time. I doubt it is me that you really want to beat up."

"Huh?" He Xie raised his eyebrows, "Questioning Master? Could it be that you are being controlled by the magic pill now?"

"I don't! I'm not! Impossible!" Nezha jumped up suddenly, his face full of horror, "Master, I just got beaten!"

"Yes." He Xie rubbed his hands with regret.

Nezha's face twitched and his heart skipped a beat. Is this - itchy hands?

"Then what, Master, I'm going to practice." Nezha said with a smile.

"Go." He Xie nodded, "Be calm, don't rush to take the next move after each move, but stop and think carefully about what's wrong with this move, remember, control, be precise !"

"Yes, Master, I wrote it down!" Nezha answered very seriously.

Just kidding, don't be serious, your **** is blooming.

Seeing Nezha practicing on the field, He Xie couldn't help but smile.

In fact, as long as he uses the power to suppress the magic pill, Nezha can go further. But he didn't want to do this, unless he had to, he wanted Nezha to rely on his own strength to defeat the magic pill.

Seeing that Nezha was much more stable than before, and he was more interested in the details of his moves, He Xie closed his eyes again and began to realize the method of Heavenly Venerate in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the golden villain slowly rotated cross-legged, and strands of Dao rhyme turned into substance, like clouds and fog, and made the sound of the Dao.

This voice He Xie cannot be described in words, because it is transformed by the Dao and directly affects the depths of the human soul.

He Xie needs to comprehend every rhythm of Dao carefully before he can comprehend a few words or a sutra.

This is the special feature of Tianzun's method. The rhyme of Dao is the same, but the scriptures that each person realizes from it are different. This Dao generates all things in the same way, so the magical powers and immortal methods obtained will not be the same.

Half a month later, Nezha's marksmanship was finally perfected after blasting fifty-nine wooden spears and taking five beatings.

He met He Xie's requirements, with eighty-one marksmanship, each of which could produce seventy-two changes, and each change contained forty-nine skills.

Nezha's talent is really perverted.

Over the past 15 days, Nezha has been practicing really hard, pouring his energy into every move and every pose~lightnovelpub.net~ And in the process of cultivation, his three treasures of essence, qi and spirit are highly condensed. The realm has also reached the realm of the master.

"Very good." He Xie was also very pleased, "The next step is to simplify the complex, and when you can combine these eighty-one marksmanship into one, you will reach the state of Broken Void. Come to the first thunder tribulation."

Nezha's cultivation progress was faster than he imagined.

"Master, after the first thunder calamity, the disciple will be able to completely control the magic pill?" Nezha was also very excited, beyond words. The hard work and hard work to achieve a goal is of extraordinary significance.

"I can't say it completely, but as long as you have survived a thunder calamity, you can temporarily withstand the thunder calamity with your own abilities." He Xie smiled, "Teacher, your hard work makes the teacher proud of you."

Nezha was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

It's not easy!

How many beatings did he endure before he finally got to where he is today.

"Master, I'm going to tell my mother this good news!" He waved his wooden gun excitedly, "She will definitely be..."

Snapped!

The wooden gun exploded.

Nezha's expression suddenly froze.

"The sixtieth one..." He Xie sighed.

"Master, can this one not be counted?" Nezha cried and grimaced, "I can guarantee that it wasn't a magic pill just now, I was just too excited."

"Teacher, magic pills are all-pervasive. Besides, Master said that he will beat you if you destroy ten wooden spears. Then you must beat you. You want to make master go back on his promises and get rich so hateful. He Xie rolled up his sleeves and said solemnly.

"No, I, I really... ah, Master, please take it easy."

"I don't share the sky with the magic pill!"

boom!

"what!"