Chapter 17: Practice method

In the wide attic, rows of rosewood bookshelves are quietly placed, from the end of the main hall, to the other end, densely invisible.
On this row of rosewood stands, neatly placed a lot of jade slips. The white jade scented with a faint glow, and the entire Tibetan scriptures were as white as they were.
In the whole body of the jade, the faint brilliance of the road is like a mysterious veil, which is covered in jade.
"Calling... It’s not a product, but all kinds of classics are really like a sea of ​​smoke!"
The eyes continually swept through the surroundings, and Luo Yang was shocked by the script of Tian Jianzong. So many methods, if placed outside, are enough to spur the whole of Korea. However, Tian Jianzong is directly used to let disciples pick, and this is so discouraged that it is enough to be the name of a sect!
After taking a deep breath, Luo Yang's figure is constantly moving between the wooden frames. Among the many techniques, he chooses the best method for himself.
"Thunder spell, shot thunder, overbearing!"
"Nine ghosts repel the soul, concise and sneaky, and raise the gods."
"Rejuvenation, white bones and muscles, to save the wounded."
After the rows of wooden frames were swept, Luo Yang had already turned over half of the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures in a blink of an eye, but still could not find a way to make his heart move.
"These methods are powerful, but they need enough spiritual support to be able to display them. For me now, it is still too tasteless."
Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, and after a moment of indulgence, he turned to the wooden frame on the other side and continued to search for his own technique.
Eventually stopped before a fire attribute method, the eyes showed a satisfactory look.
"Fire Dragon, Aura, and fire, burn all things."
After looking at the jade slip of the dragon, the long sleeves of Luo Yang waved, and the wooden sign in the hand quickly fell on the light curtain in front of the jade.
Hey!
After a whistling sound, the light curtain shrouded in the jade slip slowly spread out, revealing a white jade slippery quietly placed on the wooden frame.
Luo Yang’s right hand was caught out of thin air. The jade was easily presented directly in his hand. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand and put the jade on his forehead.
Suddenly, the white light on the jade slipped, and everything about the dragon art directly poured into Luo Yang’s mind.
After a long while, Luo Yang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the somewhat faint jade in his hand. The corner of his mouth showed a satisfied smile.
"Fire Dragon is simple, but very practical. It is also among the best in many ways of condensing the atmosphere."
After a chuckle, Luo Yang put the jade slip back on the wooden frame, and the right hand made a slight move, and the wooden sign returned to his own hands.
Hey!
The faint light curtain slowly closed, and the jade was re-enclosed in it, as if the jade had never left the ordinary, only the wooden sign in the hands of Luo Yang had a crack on it.
For the cracks on the wooden sign, Luo Yang understands that this is the means of Tian Jianzong's control method. The wooden cards of the disciples can only support the light curtains that open the two methods, and then they will be turned into pieces.
After thinking about it, Luo Yang walked quickly toward the other side of the wooden frame, and he did not hesitate to take out the white jade.
"The wind curse is like a breeze, and the wind is going."
This wind curse is the technique used by the former blue woman. Once it is motivated, it can be used for the wind. Although it can only persist for a while, it still makes Luo Yang not close, and the power can be seen.
After remembering the wind curse in his mind, the wooden sign in Luo Yang’s hand also turned into sawdust, falling from his hands.
The eyes swept over the wooden frames in the Tibetan Classical Pavilion. Luo Yang’s face showed a smile. This time, he entered the Tibetan Classics Hall and can be said to have solved his urgent needs.
With these two methods, Luo Yang is confident that when he meets the blue woman again, he will never be close to him by ‘selling meat’ as he did last time.
After the Tibetan Classics Hall, Luo Yang walked toward his house. All the way up, he constantly thought about the display of the two techniques in his mind. Unconsciously, the house was already in sight.
At this moment, Luo Yang’s face changed slightly, and his body turned suddenly, his eyes swept across.
On a calm road, there is no trace of one person, and it looks very quiet.
Luo Yang just looked at it casually and then turned and continued to walk towards his house. The whole person looked as usual, but his mouth showed a mocking smile.
After Luo Yang’s figure gradually drifted away, there was a figure above the old tree on the roadside, and his face showed a relaxed look:
Hey, it’s not just a kid who just stepped into the condensate, it seems that rumors are also Exaggerated a lot."
As soon as the voice fell, the figure would be gently swayed and continued to follow the back of Luo Yang.
Snapped!
Luo Yang’s long sleeves slammed, and the wooden doors of the house were closed directly. After sitting on the bed, Luo Yang’s eyes showed a chill.
Although I don't know who the other person is, it is definitely an enemy and non-friend who follows this sneaky!
"Since you bring it to your door, don't blame me."
Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, and he had already made a decision in his heart, but he did not take the ice squid immediately. Instead, he quietly spit for a while and began to try the technique.
"Fire Dragon, Condensation!"
The spiritual power of physical energy is slightly moving, and it quickly condenses in the hands, turning into a faint light ball, and radiating a heat wave.
Luo Yang’s eyes showed a hint of joy, but before he could have been happy, the spiritual power in his hands quickly dissipated and merged into the heavens and the earth.
"Failed?"
Luo Yang gave a slight glimpse, but did not expect to use his own talent, even the most simple techniques are difficult to display. After shaking his head, Luo Yang did not give up, but constantly tried and tried, but failed without exception.
"I didn't succeed at all? I don't believe this evil, come again!"
Luo Yang’s eyes showed some bloodshot eyes, and his eyes looked at the aura in his hand, carefully and carefully urging the dragon.
Hey!
A bunch of flames with thick fingers suddenly appeared in Luo Yang's hands, and Luo Yang's face was happy, and the next moment the flames went straight.
"Hahaha, no... I want to be laughed at by your kid!" The sound of the candlelight laughed in Royan's ear, as if he had already been happy.
After Luo Yang was very depressed and dispelled the aura in his hand, he said to the cold: "Old mud, are you swearing?"
"Hey, kid, it's clear that you are too stupid?" The candle dragon said with a smile, completely ignoring the mood at the moment.
"But I have come completely in accordance with the jade, why is it still failing?" Luo Yang asked some unwillingly, and could not help but doubt in his heart. Is his talent really so bad?
"The technique is useless. The problem lies in the spiritual power you use." The candle dragon endured the smile in his heart and explained to Luo Yang.
"Spiritual power?"
Luo Yang was a glimpse, and suddenly realized: "Because I have used the spiritual power of both of us?"
"Yes, Laozi's spiritual power is the spiritual power of the ancient beasts. If your spiritual power is blended into it, it will inevitably lead to spiritual confusion."
At the time of the explanation, the candle dragon still did not forget to fight against Luo Yang. However, Luo Yang did not pay attention to the ridicule of the candle dragon, his eyes showed an excited look, and muttered in his mouth: "It turned out to be..."
Without any hesitation, Luo Yang’s right hand was gripped, and the Linghu Lake in Dantian had a large amount of spiritual power pouring out and converges in his hands.
boom!
A fire dragon with a thick arm suddenly appeared in the house, making the whole room instantly become a stove, and the hot temperature seemed to ignite the room.
"Successful!"
Luo Yang’s eyes were fixed on the fire dragon in his hand, and his eyes showed an excited look.
"Hey, please be happy, a low-level technique, as for?" The candle dragon said faintly, and the tone was full of disdain.
When Royan's arm waved, the fire dragon disappeared from the room, and the other blue light almost appeared at the same time.
"Wind spell!"
The blue light circling under Royan's feet, causing his body to float up in the air, and his mind swiftly flew out and almost hit the wall.
"Call... No wonder I can't catch up with her before. With this wind spell, the speed is twice as fast as before!"
Luo Yang’s slowly fell on the bed, his face was excited and his eyes frowned slightly. He shook his head and said:
The consumption of this technique is terrible. According to the aura of my body, it can only be used for more than ten times. ""
After thinking about it, Luo Yang began to slap his legs and regain his aura.
After a while, when Luo Yang opened his eyes, a pair of eyes in the eyes quickly converge. Feeling that the Linghu Lake in the body has returned to fullness, Luo Yang is not hesitating, and has quickly stepped out of his house.
Outside the house, it was already a dark night, and a round of meniscus hung high above the sky, emitting a cold cold.
His eyes swept from the four fields, and Luo Yang’s mouth rose slightly. When the footsteps moved, the whole person quickly flew out and fell into the distant forest.
Just as Luo Yang left, there was a strange figure on the house, and his eyes fixed on Luo Yang’s disappearance in the direction of the night. After a little thought, he quickly followed.
Hey!
Luo Yang's figure flashed through the mountains, as if he was afraid of the people behind him, Luo Yang did not use the wind spell, but flew by his feet.
After the two people rushed for half an hour, they stopped in a deep mountain.
"Call... this kid, actually running so fast!"
After the black shadow violently gasped for a while, when he looked up again, there was no Luoyang figure in front of him.
"What about people?"
In doubt, the shadow of the shadow suddenly changed, and the figure quickly retreated.
"It's already late!"
Luo Yang’s voice came from the mountain forest, and he did not wait for the shadow to react, and he appeared behind him.