The Mighty Female Immortal

Xu Haoran thought of this, and there was some embarrassment in his heart. He carefully leaned forward and asked softly:

"Smoke, can you pass on the practice that you comprehend to the family?"

"Yes!" Xu Ziyan promised very refreshing. She originally wanted to pass this method to the family, but she was afraid that she was young and no one would take care of herself. At this time, since the patriarch made a request, Xu Ziyan was naturally happy to tell them. As for how much they could comprehend, it was not something that Xu Ziyan considered. At least Xu Ziyan left this practice, and then pointed out a direction for the Xu family's monks. As for how far the Xu family's monks can go on this road, it depends on the qualifications and understanding of the individual.

When Xu Ziyan’s voice just fell, he heard a “hula” on the entire hall. All the people stood up from the seat, and their eyes were excitedly looking at Xu Ziyan. One by one, their faces were red, and even their hands were somewhat Trembling.

Xu Ziyan was shocked. She knew that once she promised to pass this method to the family, the uncles and uncles in front of them would be very happy, but they did not expect that they would be excited like this. Instead, they would scare Xu Ziyan from the chair. The captain got up, and some looked at the crowd without knowing it.

Seeing Xu Ziyan's appearance, the uncles and uncles saw each other's gaffes again, and for a time they "haha" laughed.

When the laughter was finished, Xu Haoran was still excited and still excited, and smiled and said to Xu Ziyan:

"Smoke, are you recording it, or tell us now?"

"Smoke, you can talk about it now!"

Next to Xu Haoliang's face was impatient, the temple was a quiet, Xu Haoquan was shocked, turned his head to look at the crowd, and saw everyone looked at him in a strange look, suddenly remembered that he had been defeated by Xu Ziyan, and I have always been a cold face to Xu Ziyan. I felt ashamed at one time, and I didn’t know how to be good there.

In fact, Xu Ziyan is in the town of Xu, Xu Haoquan shouted at Xu Tianmao: "You...you even said this, are you still a monk in the refining period? Are you still an elite of Xu family? Let a girl be You made sacrifices, are you still a man?"

At that moment, Xu Ziyan forgave Xu Haoquan. Being able to say this at that time really made Xu Ziyan’s heart touched. The mind also has the idea of ​​repairing the relationship with Xu Haoquan. After all, people have already expressed their attitude and they always have to respond. At this point, I saw Xu Hao’s embarrassment, and hurriedly smiled and said softly:

"Jibo, in fact, this does not need to be recorded, I just told my comprehension to everyone!" Speaking here, I turned to Xu Haoran and said softly:

"Of course, if the uncle thinks that the transcript is better, the smoke will write it out."

Xu Haoquan glanced gratifiedly at Xu Ziyan, standing silently, but his heart was warmer. In fact, this is also the strength of Xu Ziyan. If Xu Ziyan is just an ordinary disciple on the second floor of the refining period, will Xu Haoquan feel warm because of her words? This is the advantage of the strong, in the eyes of the high-level Xu family, Xu Ziyan is not their younger generation, is the strong who can be equal to them.

Xu Haoran heard Xu Ziyan's words, and thought a little, and whispered to Xu Ziyan:

"Smoke, you still have to talk to us first, and then write it out in time. Put it in the family's library, you are the founder of our home."

Xu Ziyan quietly nodded, just wanted to speak, but Xu Haoran waved his hand to stop the words, and then shouted outside the hall:

"The disciples outside the door listened, shut the door of the main hall, and then the realm beyond 100 meters, no one should be close to 100 meters."

The door of the main hall was closed and the disciples outside the door were also evacuated 100 meters away. Xu Haoran still put his mental power out, swept a circle outside the hall, and then he recovered his mental strength and looked at Xu Ziyan and nodded. At this time, the inside of the hall was quiet, all the people held their breath, and looked at Xu Ziyan seriously, as they were listening to the teachings of their elders when they were young.

Xu Ziyan indulged for a while, rethinking his own insights in his mind, and then whispered:

"I started with skill. I just found out in the square that when our disciples of Xu family released their spells, they were all releasing their own spells, as if they were throwing out the mana. Who is the most powerful, this is not right.

Imagine if you were a monk who was not as good as you, would you use all your strength? Especially in the group battle, this will only make your mana cost very fast, so that he will soon become a weak person who runs out of mana. At that time, he can only be slaughtered and lost. The ability to resist. I think that a mature monk is not how much mana you can release at one time, but that you only need to be higher than your enemy. The essence of battle is to destroy the enemy with your own minimum loss. ”

Speaking of this, Xu Ziyan paused, and the people inside the hall were also immersed in contemplation. After a thousand battles, Xu Haoquan nodded deeply and said softly:

"Smoke, the problem you said, I also thought about it. Now when I am fighting against the enemy, I have done it as you said, but there is no power like you release the spell."

Xu Ziyan nodded and looked at Xu Hao and asked softly: "What did Jiubu do?"

"Control your own mana, as long as you release your mana higher than the other."

"Yes!" Xu Ziyan agreed with the spot and said: "Jibo has already realized it. But this is only the initial level of understanding."

When I heard Xu Ziyan’s judgment, Xu Hao’s face was a red, but others did not make fun of Xu’s thoughts. Above the main hall, Xu Haoran, the patriarch who sat in the top, had the same understanding in his heart as Xu Haoquan. Other people did not even understand this point. What qualifications are there to make fun of others? To Xu Haoliang's eyes are full of admiration and admiration. Seeing the eyes of other people, Xu Haoquan straightened his backbone unconsciously, and his heart was also proud.

Xu Ziyan did not notice the expressions of the people, but continued to say: "This is the power of control that I want to say. Why is it that Jiube’s comprehension is only primary? Because it is not enough to control the release of mana. The result was only to save the mana in the body, but did not increase the attack power.

To increase the attack power of your spells, it is divided into two steps. I saw in the square that when the disciples in the family released the spells, they did not have any control over the mana, and the control of the spells was extremely poor. One spell only had a rough shape and did not reach the shape. Not to mention the gods, that is to waste mana.

Let me first say that the meaning of the technique is similar. When the disciples in our family condensed their spells, the power of control was very poor. The spells that were condensed did not completely condense the mana that they used, and many of them were dissipated in the air. The real use of the mana is less than one-third of his release, and the other two-thirds are wasted. In this way, the spells that are condensed are very rough, and where is the strength of their own strength? It does not match the strength of oneself. ”

Xu Ziyan stopped completely this time and fully digested the time for the people above the main hall. After about a quarter of an hour, Xu Haoran, sitting at the top, looked up and looked at the people inside the hall. He said:

"We don't compare a spell with each other!"

"Okay!" Xu Hao nodded and said: "We better reunite, everyone condenses a spell like this, so it is better to compare."

Xu Haoran happily nodded: "Then we use our own mana to condense a lotus flower."

Including Xu Ziyan, everyone extended a hand, and within a large amount of mana fluctuations, I saw that everyone's hands are quickly condensing a lotus flower. There are gold, soil, wood, and fire. Xu Ziyan is naturally water.

Just in an instant, a lotus flower appeared in everyone's hands. After watching all of their lotuses, everyone’s eyes looked at the lotus in the hands of Xu Ziyan.

At this time, Xu Ziyan was in the hands of a water lotus flower, and each petal was like a real one, revealing the sparkling light. Everyone's gaze is shrinking, and they look at each other. They hold the lotus in their hands and walk to the front of Xu Ziyan, and compare it with the refining and chemical in Xu Ziyan's hands.

In fact, Xu Ziyan was not satisfied with this lotus flower in his hand at this time. She did not use the second layer of the refining period to condense this lotus flower. Of course, it would not be repaired by the base period. The repair of the sixth floor of the refining period was chosen. This lotus flower not only has its shape, but also has its god, but Xu Ziyan knows that this lotus flower is far from perfect. In the perfect shape, there is no meridian that completely forms the petals.

Xu Ziyan’s heart roared as if he had opened a door, and he passed a thought that excites himself. The reason why he did not condense a perfect water lotus is because he did not understand Lotus. It seems that I have to do some research on Lotus. If this path is feasible, you will study all the spells yourself.

The fairy family has words, the primary realm of cultivation is to see the mountains are mountains, and the water is water. Is this the current state of mind? If you understand the true meaning of the hundred spells yourself, will you reach the second realm, watching the mountains are not mountains, watching the water is not water? It’s just the third realm. Seeing the mountain is still the mountain, watching the water is still water! What does it mean?