Chapter 41 Withering Hands
"People, like plants and trees, will wither and flourish, sinking and floating all obey the orders of the same sky."
Meditating and cultivating the mind as all things wither and prosper may be the purpose of the withered hands.
Putting the jade slip close to his eyebrows, almost three days had passed and Ye Yang had not taken in any water or food.
One day, a small amount of spiritual light burst out from between his eyebrows and manifested into the void.
His left and right hands quickly took root and sprouted, and soon grew into an old tree.
However, this old tree did not last long. In an instant, the leaves turned yellow, the bark dried up, and the tree shrank rapidly, collapsed, and soon returned to a seed.
Ye Yang stretched out his hands and saw that the seeds on his palms quickly took root, sprouted, and grew vigorously. In the blink of an eye, they turned into old trees again.
This old tree is split in the middle. One side is green and green, exuding a rich energy of life, while the other side is yellow and dry, full of gray-white air of death.
Withering Hands: Getting Started
Progress: 1%
Next level: Xiaocheng
[Perseverance, picking flowers from the mountains and practicing five hundred palm strokes every day, it took two years to achieve it. ]
Ye Yang carefully felt the cultivation needs of Ku Rong's hands.
We need to pick wild flowers every day. They are fashionable in spring and summer, but in autumn and winter, when the world is desolate, where do the wild flowers bloom?
He stood with his hands clasped together, and a blue-black light emerged from his palms. The mist was billowing, and his whole palm seemed to be enlarged.
He waved out his right palm and touched a young leaf of the old persimmon tree. The originally green and vibrant leaf suddenly turned yellow and withered quickly, and after a while, it fell into mud.
And he turned his left hand over and came into contact with an ordinary weed in the courtyard. The weed actually grew several centimeters taller at an alarming speed.
The surrounding area was full of greenery, and the originally curled leaves quickly stretched out and became a bit more vibrant than before.
The first style of Rongrong Hand - the redness fades and the greenness decreases.
This move is the introductory skill of Kurong Shou. It can absorb the life essence of vegetation and make the living matter wither and domineering.
The second posture of Ku Rong Hand - grafting flowers and trees
This move can graft the absorbed essence of plants and trees for other use, achieving the effect of one plus one being greater than two.
"White dew across the river."
Ye Yang let out a soft cry, and a white line suddenly appeared from his body. The moment the sword flashed, he flew forward in front of him.
His whole body turned into a spinning raindrop, chopping at a stubborn rock at an astonishing speed.
clang
A voice came, Ye Yang took a deep breath, put away his knife and stood up. The hard stone did not break from the middle, but there was a knife mark.
After a while, a breeze came, and the stubborn stone suddenly seemed to have all its vitality drained away, turning into pieces of gravel. At the same time, a weak energy was passed into the body.
Ye Yang felt that the fatigue he had just wielded the knife was suddenly swept away, and his body was filled with strength.
Ye Yang was surprised.
He walked up to the round stone, stretched out his hand, held the broken stone in his hand, and observed it carefully.
It seemed like a long time had passed since he struck the hard stone with one stroke.
The life essence was suddenly lost, and when blown by the wind, it was broken into countless small gravels.
The combination of Ku Rong Hand and Feng Shuang Knife Technique was beyond his imagination. Feng Shuang Knife Technique could actually absorb energy and feed it back to himself, making him stronger and stronger when fighting against enemies.
If a fight really breaks out, let alone fighting, even if you are tired, others will be exhausted.
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Time is like running water, fleeting, and half a month has passed by in a hurry.
Yesterday, the construction experts from Tiangong Hall came to the old house and started construction.
These warriors were strong, with big arms and round waists, and they worked at a very fast pace. It didn’t take long to demolish the old house in the backyard.
Ye Yang moved a wicker chair and sat under the old persimmon tree that had gradually turned into a green shade. He found a rare moment of leisure, closed his eyes slightly, and made himself a pot of scented tea.
In the past ten days, in addition to using spiritual stones to nourish his life, Ye Yang has also focused on practicing Ku Rong Hand, gathering petals and picking wild flowers in the mountains and fields every day.
He collected common biscuit flowers, lilacs, baby's breath, morning glory, camellias and various unknown wild flowers in the wild.
When he came across some fragrant and unopened flower bones, he picked them with his pocket, dried them in the sun, stir-fried them briefly in a casserole, and served them in rattan jars.
During leisure time, rinse it with boiling hot water.
Purple, red, and white flowers bloom in the tea cup one after another, and the tea soup is clear and slightly yellow.
It has a natural fragrance and sweet taste when you drink it.
The recliner slowly swayed and swayed, listening to the clanging sound of the house being demolished in the afternoon. I don't know why, but I didn't have any idea at all.
He slowly fell asleep.
When he woke up, feeling refreshed, Ye Yang poured himself another cup of tea, opened the newly repaired wooden door, and poured the camellia that had been soaked in the previous cup with little flavor outside the door.
"It can be said that you have stolen half a day's leisure. When you have nothing to do, you are a god."
Ye Yang sighed in his heart.
Such leisurely days of foraging for mountain flowers and a cup of warm tea are the most comfortable times in life.
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After burying the broken flowers, Ye Yang raised his head and saw a tall figure standing in front of his house.
She has a round head, a green skirt, a long sword on her back, and a head full of green hair hanging down to her waist.
Her skin color is not fair, but slightly wheatish, and her pink cherry mouth is tightly pursed. Although she is not beautiful, she has a heroic spirit.
It was Yan Qingying.
It seemed that Yan Qingying had been waiting at the door for a while. She wanted to knock on the door but felt a little embarrassed.
So Yuyu had to walk alone at the door.
At this moment, seeing Ye Yang suddenly walking out of the door, a trace of panic flashed across his expression, which was somewhat unnatural.
"Junior sister Yan, why are you here and why are you standing outside the door without saying hello? I've made some new tea. Come and try it."
This is the first time that Ye Yang has seen Yan Qingying in more than half a month. As a disciple of the first echelon of Feitian Sect, she is usually energetic, strong and resolute.
Just looking at her recently, she has a haggard face, a submissive expression, her body is slightly thin, and she looks extremely unconfident, as if she has been hit by something.
Ye Yang suddenly guessed something.
Yan Qingying was born in a poor family, and her parents favored sons over daughters. She had to work in the fields when she was three or four years old.
After being exposed to the sun for a long time, my skin color became dark and yellow, and it has not turned white until now.
Later, she was sold as a concubine to a rich man, and she resisted the bride price for her brother. She escaped on her wedding night and accidentally fell into the Feitian Sect. She practiced extremely hard on weekdays.
He gets up before the rooster crows to practice. After evening classes, he still stays up until late at night, practicing martial arts diligently.
Yan Qingying marched straight with her sword, chasing the flying tiger robber, traveling thousands of miles, and forcing him into the green forest mountain. He was respectfully called "Swallow Sword" by the outside world, and attracted much attention.
But because of her background, she was very afraid that others would look down on her. She seemed cold and arrogant but said nothing, but she actually had a low self-esteem inside.
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