Chapter 44: The Beginning of Kung Fu (Part 2) [Thanks to Gu Yu for the reward]
If Zhuo Bufan wants to create his own skills, he must have a deep understanding of the structure of his meridians.
"Nine Turns of Life and Death" allowed him to cultivate a unique life and death body. This system completely changed his internal structure.
Zhuo Bufan, who has cultivated his soul, can now peek into the operation of his meridians.
The meridians of this life and death body are very complicated. It is centered on the "life and death palace" in his body, that is, the energy field where the life and death energies in his stomach are intertwined.
Then it radiates to every part of his body, every organ, every blood vessel, every inch of skin, and even every cell.
It's like the roots of an old tree, one splits into two, two splits into three, and three splits into thousands and thousands!
In the end, all the veins of the life and death veins spread all over Zhuo Bufan's skin.
Even Zhuo Bufan's palm can be clearly seen to have a vortex-like palm pattern.
Zhuo Bufan's life and death aura is released through this spiral palm pattern.
This is also why Zhuo Bufan wanted to rub out a spiral ball at the beginning.
Inspiration, inspiration!
Zhuo Bufan's brain was running fast, constantly reproducing his past knowledge and feelings.
He sat in the Sutra Library with his legs crossed, with a circle of jade slips of exercises beside him.
"Flowers bloom and fade, tides rise and fall, the sun and the moon change, the four seasons cycle..."
Zhuo Bufan closed his eyes and used his soul to feel the scene of the two energies of life and death chasing each other in the mysterious palace of life and death in his body.
They are like the yin and yang fish of Tai Chi, one black and one white, chasing each other, entangled with each other, and then constantly rotating.
"Continuously rotating, continuously rotating, continuously rotating..."
Zhuo Bufan's palms were facing each other, one up and one down on his chest.
Because of the thought in his mind, there were some changes between his palms.
The left hand placed above released white vitality from the spiral palm prints in the palm.
The right hand placed below released black death from the spiral palm prints in the palm.
The two energies actually began to slowly entangle together.
Just like the scene of the mysterious palace of life and death in Zhuo Bufan's body.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."
Weak whirlwinds swirled around Zhuo Bufan's body.
Sister Mo Qiu, the owner of the Sutra Pavilion who was taking a nap nearby, suddenly felt a shocking energy.
She suddenly opened her eyes, which were usually squinted, and looked at Zhuo Bufan not far away, and her delicate face turned pale.
"The rules of the four seasons?"
But when she saw Zhuo Bufan's figure clearly, she hurriedly shook her head: "No, what is that?"
Obviously, Mo Qiu had mistaken that feeling just now, and recognized it as a terrible power that she knew.
Looking at Zhuo Bufan again, he saw that between his palms in front of him, the cyclone the size of an eyeball was constantly rotating.
The black and white air entangled together. The two completely opposite airs produced another terrible power. It made Mo Qiu throb.
"Swoosh..."
Just when Mo Qiu was about to continue watching, the black and white cyclone slowly disappeared and finally turned into nothingness.
Then, Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes and punched the ground.
"Almost, almost done, what else is missing, what else is missing?"
"The meridians in that state just now used the brain, hands, and the meridians in the Xuan Palace. Just a little bit, just a little bit."
Zhuo Bufan said in annoyance.
He hurriedly looked around, looking at the jade slips of exercises on the ground, and then suddenly grabbed a jade slip that recorded the "Fireball Technique".
Then he opened his soul, communicated with the exercises in the jade slip, and began to read.
This is the most basic exercise of the Fire Spirit Body. It seems basic, but it is not easy to learn.
Gathering the violent and scattered flames into a ball is not an easy task.
And the exercise that Zhuo Bufan just practiced was actually based on this exercise.
But the meridians of the two are completely different. Zhuo Bufan didn't even have the opportunity to imitate. It was completely self-created.
After taking another look at the technique in the jade slip, Zhuo Bufan threw it aside, then fell back and lay on the ground.
"No, the meridians are different, and you can't copy them. Am I too naive?"
Zhuo Bufan failed.
However, this failure was just what he thought it was, but it shocked Mo Qiu who was standing beside him.
"What kind of physique is this kid practicing? He almost touched that level of power."
"Is it because of his talent or his physique?"
Zhuo Bufan naturally didn't know about Mo Qiu's shock, he was just upset about his failure.
After lying on the ground for a while, Zhuo Bufan got up and prepared to leave.
"Are you leaving?" Mo Qiu suddenly asked, with a strange tone. In fact, she wanted to see what would happen if Zhuo Bufan continued to practice.
After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan shrugged and said, "I've been in the Sutra Library for two days, and I'm almost moldy. My brain is stiff, so I'll go get some fresh air to clear my head."
It's useless to work in isolation. Zhuo Bufan knew that now was not the right time. He was still a little short of creating his own skills.
You know, even the weakest skills were created by powerful geniuses after thousands of battles.
Zhuo Bufan had too little experience and insufficient understanding of the techniques. Even if he was lucky enough to create a technique, it would only be of the highest quality.
Looking at Zhuo Bufan's leaving figure, Mo Qiu squinted and smiled.
She suddenly had a feeling that she was witnessing the birth of a peerless powerful man.
…
After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, Zhuo Bufan came to the deck to enjoy the breeze. Today is another sunny day, with blue sky and blue sea, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
He has been in the Sutra Pavilion for the past two days, and it can be said that he has devoted himself wholeheartedly to the creation of the technique. It's time to give your brain a break.
"Hey, Lao Zhuo, so you are here!"
Not long after Zhuo Bufan arrived on the deck, Duan Xinghe suddenly appeared out of nowhere, patted Zhuo Bufan on the shoulder and said.
"Lao Zhuo, it's so damn great. You know, that copy of "The Stars Move" is genuine."
Duan Xinghe secretly said in Zhuo Bufan's ear.
"It's absolutely true. I've even perfected the first technique of shifting stars and changing shadows. I'll show you how to do it."
After Duan Xinghe finished speaking, he began to circulate the star spiritual energy in his body. The spiritual energy in his body began to flow around specific meridians.
Then the Broken Galaxy suddenly shouted: "Change the stars, change the shadow, change!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Xinghe suddenly became blurred and turned into a blue phantom. And his body quickly passed through Zhuo Bufan's eyes and appeared five meters away.
"Flash?" This word came to Zhuo Bufan's mind involuntarily.
The star-shifting image that Duan Xinghe showed was the flash skill in his cognition.
"Lao Zhuo, did you see it? Isn't it amazing?" The afterimage of Duan Xinghe has disappeared, and his true body is greeting him on the deck five meters away.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Bufan really felt something in his heart. He thought, how wonderful it would be if he also had such an ability to attract people!
"Okay, don't show off in front of me." Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes at him, and his envy was beyond words.
"Hahahaha, you guys are envious, right?" Duan Xinghe said with a proud smile.
"Speaking of which, I am grateful to the eight generations of ancestors of the black businessman."
Seeing Duan Xinghe's admiration for the profiteer, Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes at him and said.
"Who negotiated the price for you? Without me, would you have been able to buy it with 30,000 spiritual stones?"
"Yes, yes, so Lao Zhuo, I am more and more impressed by you now. You are the eldest brother, and now I am your younger brother. Brother, please accept my respect."
Seeing Duan Xinghe losing his integrity and getting ready to kneel down, Zhuo Bufan was no longer able to complain.
"Okay, stop mumbling. Where's Twelve?"
Regardless of whether that's true or not, it's not extraordinary. It doesn’t matter whether you are envious or jealous, it’s useless!
"Twelve? I don't know. He should be in his room! Maybe he is also studying the "Tornado Magic"."
As soon as the two mentioned Twelve, they heard Twelve's howling coming from the mission lobby on the first floor.
"I don't believe it, tell me again, what happened to the third grade of junior high school?"
Twelve was roaring, with a cry in his tone.
After hearing this, the two rushed into the mission hall and saw Twelve yelling at Su Hong behind the mission counter with tears on his face.
However, Sister Su Hong was completely unmoved. She just squinted her eyes slightly, smoked a cigarette, and looked at Twelve who looked helpless and said.
"The mission on the third day of junior high has failed, and the life card has disappeared into the temple's life palace."
As soon as these words came out, the twelve pairs of feet went weak, knelt on the ground, and began to cry non-stop!
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