Chapter 27: Nanotechnology

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Su Ying?
Looking at the slim figure who stepped in the moonlight, Xiao Ye was dumbfounded for a moment.
At this time, the girl's dark and bright long hair was coiled up, revealing a slender and snowy neck like a swan, a beautiful and graceful body, wrapped in pink gauze, and then matched with the delicate makeup, as if under the moonlight Elves.
I have to say that Su Ying is indeed very beautiful, and she does not lose to Liu Yiyi and Wu Meier at all. Even, she still has a girlish temperament that everyone does not have.
"Young Master Xiao..." The girl walked lightly and exhaled like a blue. When she saw Xiao Ye's dull expression, she suddenly smiled with pride, and there was a touch of subtlety in her clear spring-like eyes.
"Cough cough..." Xiao Ye was awakened and quickly coughed a few times before turning her gaze.
"Miss Su visits late at night, is there anything?" Xiao Ye asked awkwardly.
The girl had a gentle smile on her face, handed a book to Xiao Ye, and said, "This is a set of martial arts secret techniques created specifically for the washing of the pulse pool. Dad asked me to bring it to you."
Martial arts?
Xiao Ye woke up with curiosity and took it.
"A hundred years ago, the west of Wutan City gave birth to the pulse-washing pool. The water in the pool can help the martial arts warriors to temper the true qi. This set of secret techniques. The youngster must learn this set of secret techniques before entering the pulse pool." The girl said softly.
"Then I would like to thank Miss Su." Xiao Ye nodded, sitting excitedly beside the bed, turning over the book.
There are descriptions of the secrets of martial arts in the Heilongguo News.
The secret of martial arts is neither a skill nor a combat skill, but it has a quite magical effect. I did not expect to see it so quickly.
Seeing Xiao Ye suddenly sink in, the girl's silver teeth clenched and stomped her feet in anger.
With her well-prepared makeup, isn't there a secret book of martial arts that is more attractive?
The girl bit her red lips reluctantly, striding towards Xiao Ye, and said with a tempting voice: "Son, do I... am I not beautiful?"
Listening to the girl's voice in his ear, Xiao Ye suddenly awakened. He actually left Su Ying, who was the master, aside.
"Miss Su, I'm sorry..." Xiao Ye put down the book and stood up, but suddenly the softness that bumped into his arms made Xiao Ye's heart beat, and his voice stopped abruptly.
Because Xiao Ye suddenly stood up, the girl was unable to prevent herself, and was staggered by Xiao Ye. The attractive and hot body flew into Xiao Ye's arms.
"Boom!" The girl's cheeks were hot, and she quickly climbed up from Xiao Ye's arms, but in a panic and chaos, the two skins rubbed intimately several times, causing Xiao Ye's breath to become rapid.
"This..." Xiao Ye couldn't help crying.
"Humph, blame you!" The girl gave Xiao Ye a white eye, and then fled.
"Obviously you threw yourself, blame me?"
"The dad said it was true, the woman's heart, the needle in the sea, it was unpredictable!" Xiao Ye shook his head, ignored it, and continued to read the books.
A fifteen-year-old boy, he naturally does not understand the mind of the girl.
The girl escaped outside like a frightened rabbit and stopped in the yard.
She bit her red lips lightly and looked at Xiao Ye's house. Her eyes flickered, her expression complex, and her delicate skin showed a faint blush.
In the end, she seemed to think of something, and she laughed poutingly, her eyes like two crescent moons.
...
Na Yuanshu is the name of this martial art.
Xiao Ye turned over and looked at the book, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
This mystery technique uses the true qi in the body to form a cyclone, which produces a powerful suction.
"The use of Tian Luo Gong to perform Yuan Yuanshu has a unique advantage!" Xiao Ye was excited.
Tian Luo Gong is an acquired skill of the twelve veins. The twelve meridians can provide him with extremely thick true qi. The natural cyclones that can be formed can naturally be many.
Thinking of this, Xiao Ye couldn't help but feel lucky that he had resolutely changed Tian Luo Gong, but now it seems that this decision is extremely wise.
There are only a few hundred words throughout Na Yuanshu, Xiao Ye easily remembers it, and then his consciousness sinks into the Tower of Time.
This set of martial arts secrets seems simple, but it is difficult to practice successfully within three days.
But with the Tower of Time in hand, Xiao Ye did not worry at all. Three days at the first floor of the Tower of Time, it was one month.
In the silent space, Xiao Ye's expression was firm, and his hands produced Tian Luo Gong's handprints, so that the true Qi in his body began to cycle around every day.
At this time, the main points of Na Yuan technique flowed through Xiao Ye's heart.
"Ning!"
Xiao Ye's handprint suddenly changed, and the true Qi in his body turned counterclockwise, and a weak vortex suddenly dissipated as it was about to form.
The first attempt failed.
True qi is qi, and qi is scattered and intangible. How easy is it to make true qi form a cyclone?
If the attempt fails, Xiao Ye is not discouraged. If it is so easy to succeed, it will not be a martial art.
In the first floor of the Tower of Time, Xiao Ye kept trying, without stopping for a moment.
Time passed slowly.
After more than a hundred attempts, Xiao Ye was tortured and exhausted. Fortunately, he was only here to realize that otherwise he must be sweating.
Xiao Ye smiled happily after feeling that the real Qi inside his body was rotating counterclockwise, forming a solid vortex.
"The practice of accepting Yuan Yuan is really hard enough." Xiao Ye said with emotion.
If he did not practice in the Tower of Time, he had already spent a day.
"Continue!" Xiao Ye vigorously invested in cultivation.
He knew very well that the energy in the pulse-washing pool was limited. Only by condensing more cyclones could he plunder more energy, leaving him little time.
As time went by, Xiao Ye had more and more cyclones in his body. When he practiced in the Tower of Time for more than twenty days, the number of cyclones in his body reached an astonishing eighteen.
Eighteen cyclones opened at the same time, Xiao Ye's robe fluttered, strong suction appeared on his body, and there was a tendency to swallow everything.
But Xiao Ye felt that this was not the limit that Tian Luo Gong could bear.
...
At the same time, inside the Su's hall.
"Tomorrow will be the day when Ximai Chi is opened. Are Brother Xiao Ye still closed?" Su Meng asked Su Ying, who was beside him.
"Yes, Master Xiao should be practicing Na Yuanshu." Su Ying said, with a touch of disappointment in her eyes.
Ever since she handed over Na Yuanshu to Xiao Ye, she couldn't keep her door closed. The whole day's cultivation, even three meals a day, was sent to the house by Su Meng.
"In just three days, no matter how hard he practiced, it would be very difficult to successfully practice Na Yuanshu. Seeing his good qualifications, he should barely be able to condense a cyclone." Su Meng waved his hand carelessly.
Turning Na Yuanshu to Xiao Ye is actually just taking a form. After all, Xiao Ye helped him. He couldn't let him go empty-handed.
Listening to Su Meng's words, Su Ying was somewhat reluctant to say: "Dad, how many cyclones have condensed after Gu Chen practiced Na Yuan technique?"
After hearing the words, Su Meng's face appeared dignified, and he said: "Gu Chen has talents, he got Na Yuanshu very early, and now he has condensed 18 cyclones."
Eighteen!
Su Ying's small mouth opened lightly, and there was a shock that was hard to conceal in her eyes.
"If I remember correctly, did cousin Su Hao condense out thirteen cyclones?" Su Ying murmured.
Su Meng nodded and looked at a young man in the hall.
The teenager was up and down at the age of seventeen, with dark skin and a somewhat sullen expression, like a non-verbal person.
"Su Hao, your qualifications among Wutan City's juniors are second only to Gu Chen. I don't ask you to surpass him, but I hope that you will do your best to absorb energy and let your cultivation practice Skyrocket."
"Whether you can get good results and get attention in the assessment of the Chongyangmen, it depends on this time." Su Meng asked.
"Understood." The young man's face flashed with determination.
...
On the third day, when the first ray of sunlight passed through the window and hit Xiao Ye's face, his eyes suddenly opened.
"Twenty-five cyclones!" Xiao Ye's face showed a confident smile.
In a month of crazy hard work in the Tower of Time, he condensed twenty-five cyclones in one breath, and it would be impossible to condense one more.
Obviously, twenty-five cyclones are already the limit that Tian Luo Gong can withstand.
Crunch!
Xiao Ye pushed the door and went out, and found that Su Ying was wandering in front of the door.
Hearing the news, Su Ying looked up in surprise: "Young Master Xiao."
"Miss Su, why are you waiting here?" Xiao Ye froze, asking.
"My dad, they are ready to go, let me take you over." Su Ying said.
"Okay, let's go." Xiao Ye nodded and walked side by side with Su Ying.
On the way, Su Ying hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "Master Xiao, Na Yuanshu... how are you practicing?"
"Alright." Xiao Ye replied lightly.
Su Ying was stunned and thought Xiao Ye had a strong self-esteem, so she used ambiguous words to block her. Thinking of this, Su Ying no longer asked, but changed the subject with a smile.
The sun shone on the ground, and the voice of Wutan City began to clamor. In the streets and alleys, people were talking about opening the pulse-washing pool today.
Under the impetus of the interested people, the news of Xiao Ye's Su family battle, and Gu Chen's three-covenant agreement, spread at an alarming rate, and suddenly ignited everyone's passion and curiosity.
Xiao Ye, a silent and unknown person, dared to play against Gu Chen, the first genius of Wutan City, is this not a death sentence?
Some watching the lively martial arts rushed towards the direction of the Ximai pond in the early morning.
The west of the city can be said to be a vast wasteland. If it is not because of the birth of the wonders like the Ximaichi, it will definitely be inaccessible.
When Xiao Ye followed the men and women of the Xiao family to the west of the city, it was already full of lively martial arts soldiers. The black one was crushed, and it was roughly estimated that there were more than a thousand people.
In the most central position, there are two groups of people, one of which is headed by a middle-aged man with a sneer on his face, and his slightly thin lips seem to remind everyone of this person's ruthlessness. .
Gu Chen and Gu Yang are standing beside this middle-aged man.
Seeing this, Xiao Ye immediately understood that this middle-aged should be Gu Chuqiu, the head of the ancient family.
Seeing the Su family's horse coming over, Gu Chen wearing a black robe stepped out, a strong breath filled, staring coldly at Xiao Ye among the crowd.
"Boy, get out and die, no one can save you today!"