Plane Development Plan

At the mountain pass behind Yunwu Mountain, if there is no spiritual energy here as the woman said, there is a low-level spiritual fruit forest behind the mountain pass as a boundary, but the spiritual energy behind is getting more and more abundant, but even this fruit forest is still more than ten kilometers away from the stone house where Xiao Jiang lives. For kilometers, if you have to stick to the mountain pass, you have no chance of finding a spiritual place to practice.

Xiao Jiang realized that life was not easy after living in the stone house. Food here had to be found and even cooked by oneself. There were only pots and pans in the house and no food at all.

Fortunately, he has an immortal body. In the past few days, he relied on picking low-level spirit fruits and preserved fruits. After practicing some martial arts secrets given to him by the woman, he was soon able to hunt and find other ingredients in the mountains using Qinggong martial arts.

Ten years later, Xiao Jiang went from being extremely irritable, painful and entangled at the beginning to adapting to loneliness. He has been staying at the mountain pass. Although people come every year to bring welfare, he has never seen each other. And as Lu Yuan, he As a disciple, and perhaps because of Senior Sister Ming'er, the Yunwu Sect also gave him a storage bag that could hold dozens of cubic meters.

He had collected all the benefits for the past ten years, including the bag of snacks that he had never been willing to eat as a souvenir. Apart from hunting, cooking and tidying up, he spent the rest of his time practicing martial arts.

He is very clear about his identity in this world. Although he is a disciple of Lu Yuan, he will not be bullied in the Yunwu Sect. In fact, a practitioner like him who cannot become an immortal without good bones has no status in the sect. of.

Practicing martial arts diligently is Xiao Jiang's only way out. Even if he can't become an immortal, he still has to have some ability to defend himself.

Senior Sister Ming'er had to take him to the Zhongji Continent to find a chance to return to Earth after he had been in seclusion for a thousand years before he could come out.

After waiting for a thousand years, in order to return home, he could only practice martial arts desperately, no matter how lonely he was, he could only endure it.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

On this day, Xiao Jiang was practicing the Qianyuan Thunder Palm in front of the mountain pass. This palm technique was the peerless martial arts of the first generation guardian elder of the Yunwu Sect when he had not yet cultivated immortality. He opened and closed his hands widely, and his palms were filled with layers of electric sparks. , as the skill deepens, the current in both palms can even escape from the body and attack from a distance.

According to the records in the secret book, after the guardian elder became a second-grade god-man, he used the Qianyuan Thunder Palm to resist the full blow of the July Demon God. Although he was defeated, he was still extremely glorious. You must know that the July Demon God was a sixth-grade great demon.

It is a pity that no one practices such a powerful martial art in the later generations of the Yunwu Sect, because this palm technique requires constant tempering, and its initial power is not very powerful. Compared with the spells of pure immortal cultivators, everyone will choose it. Simple and practical exercises.

This skill was found for Xiao Jiang by Senior Sister Ming'er before she went to seclusion. She also found a secret book of Qinggong Shenfa whose real name is Liuyun. This secret book was obtained by masters of the sect who killed ordinary people. It can be used by The fact that masters of cultivating immortals take notice of him naturally means that the technique is very powerful. Unfortunately, for cultivators of immortality, no one practices this technique either.

Xiao Jiang has been practicing these two techniques for ten years, and he has a higher level of mastery of these two techniques than others who have been practicing for thirty or fifty years.

In the Xingyuan world, there are levels of cultivation, and there are also realms for mastering the skills. Regardless of martial arts or immortality, the seven realms of first glimpse of the door, entering the hall, mastery, perfection, sitting in trance, reaching the peak, and returning to nature all illustrate the importance of the skills. degree of mastery.

Because Xiao Jiang has not practiced other skills, Qianyuan Thunder Palm itself is a thunder-type skill. When practicing, it will attract the energy of heaven and earth into the body to form internal energy, so his mastery of this skill has reached the level of sitting in the trance. extent of exposure.

The reason for his high level is due to Xiao Jiang's dedicated cultivation, but his cultivation is really poor. There is no spiritual energy gathering here, but he always carries spiritual stones with him. In theory, practicing with spiritual stones is far better than ordinary spiritual energy. The ground is faster.

But after ten years of hard training, Xiao Jiang could only open up two meridians, and his internal strength was no more than what an ordinary warrior could achieve in ten years.

"Crack..."

Amidst a burst of noise, Xiao Jiang placed both of his palms on a mountain wall. As electric sparks flashed across the stone wall, a large hole of about ten feet wide and several meters deep was punched out. Xiao Jiang looked at his palms, shook his head and sighed:

"Such a powerful palm technique, but it's a pity that my internal strength is too low. If the immortal body didn't have strong physical strength, it would probably only be able to make a small hole. Alas..."

Xiao Jiang sighed. If the Qianyuan Thunder Palm alone had such power, he would at least be a strong person in the innate late stage of martial arts. Unfortunately, the big hole in front of him was made by his powerful body.

"well……"

There was another lament, but Xiao Jiang was so frightened that he immediately put up an attack stance. But at this moment, another lament came from the hole he had just made, and Xiao Jiang narrowed his eyes and shouted:

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

"Jiejie..."

A burst of eerie laughter came from behind the stone wall, and then a voice so cold that it dropped to the ground said:

"It seems that the Yunwu Sect has really fallen. They actually arranged for an ordinary person to undergo a mountain pass here. Boy, if you want to know who I am, you can beat me in there a few times and you will know who I am."

Xiao Jiang's eyes narrowed. He was not the innocent senior high school graduate ten years ago. He had lived alone and practiced hard for ten years. Although he had not communicated with others, his mind had fully matured.

It doesn't matter who the speaker is, what matters is why he is in the mountain wall, and it is still several miles away from the mountain pass, so it is not some abnormality that needs to be guarded.

He was hiding inside the stone wall, which aroused Xiao Jiang's curiosity. As for the danger, he didn't hear it from the other party's voice. If the other party was stronger than him, killing him would be as easy as crushing an ant.

If there is no fear in his heart, he will naturally be fearless in doing things. Xiao Jiang didn't say much and used his thunderous palm power with his palms, and struck the inner cave again with a roar.

The gravel was flying, Xiao Jiang turned his palms and flew like flowing clouds. After hearing the crackling sound, he had already knocked the rocks that exploded in the cave directly out of the cave.

With five consecutive palm strikes, he made the cave nearly twelve meters deep. With the last palm strike, rocks fell with a clattering sound, and a spherical cave appeared in Xiao Jiang's eyes.

Xiao Jiang quickly looked around the cave. There was no one in it. Xiao Jiang frowned and said:

"Where are the people?"

"Human, what kind of person? Did I tell you that I am a human? Look underground, I was buried under the rocks you hit."

Following the voice, a pile of rocks in the ground bounced away, and a palm-sized money turtle climbed onto the rocks. It stared at Xiao Jiang with a pair of small mung bean eyes, and opened and closed its mouth and said:

"Did you see clearly? My uncle looks like this."