"A gentleman's word!" Qian Yiqun stretched out his hand, trying to swear with the fox, but found that what he slapped was a furry and dirty claw. He stretched out his hand and then retracted it, saying, "What's the next trick to learn?"

The fox didn't mind and said, "I saw that you were speaking the truth just now, but I looked a little bit. Since you want something that you can use, I'll pass it on to you..."

"The immortal is the best, the spirit of the word is the best!" The immortal in the book suddenly issued a warning.

Qian Yiqun quickly interrupted the fox and said, "Great Immortal, I heard that the spell is the most powerful, so please give me a spell."

"Do you know what a curse is?" The fox looked at Qian Yiqun disdainfully.

The word "man" is a common word, from the mouth to the blessing, and it is the word "ma". Among the innocent people in ancient times, they could communicate with the nature of the world through words, and the power of the Tao was left and right, and were thought to be able to communicate with gods by ordinary people, so they had the "mana" and said it together.

The fox explained in detail: "How can mortals interfere with the implementation of Taoism? Even among ancient real people, it was extremely rare. Later, the so-called "mantra" was just a means to stimulate one's own spiritual aggregate to change the nature of the object, so it is often confused with "mantra".

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: The old beast is indeed different. I don’t know where the foundation of the years is there! The immortal in the book also said that my spiritual talent is rare in ancient times. Maybe I am a person who can control the power of Taoism!

"The spell is not to consume the spirit aggregate, but it pays attention to an opportunity." The fox seemed to be planning for Qian Yiqun sincerely and advised, "If there is no opportunity, it is useless to call you Potian. If there is an opportunity, just say it gently and it will come naturally. If you want to fight with others, it is better to learn the spell than to learn the spell."

Qian Yiqun suddenly realized that this was in line with the setting of power balance. Otherwise, he could dominate the earth by drawing circles in the future. How could he let others get through? He smiled and said, "Then please teach me both the great immortals!"

The fox almost spit out a mouthful of old blood and said, "Don't be too ambitious. We have a book called "Mantras and Words" in our mind. If you really have the chance, you can learn it slowly by yourself. Let's teach you a trick, and don't bother us after you teach it." After the fox said, his mind was condensed and he said in his heart: Which one is better to teach him this trick?

The difference between a spell is to communicate with one's own spiritual aggregate. The richer the spiritual aggregate, the greater the power of the magic. Qian Yiqun's spiritual aggregate is not shallow, but it is not enough to control the techniques used in killing.

"Sword Control Tips!" The fox dog sat on the ground and said seriously, as if he was a teacher.

Qian Yiqun was shocked by the volume. As for the name "Sword Control Technique", he didn't care much about it. He had received various online games and stand-alone games in the era of technology. The Sword Control Technique seems to be an introductory skill, and he also knew very well that it was impossible for him to learn the mysterious techniques that ruined the world by getting started.

The fox glanced at Mu staring at Qian Yiqun, and said in his heart: It's really a matter of human nature. We wanted to pass on some trivial things to someone. Who would just bow down now? Well, if you can help us reshape the spirit body, we won't care about your contempt.

"The alchemists of the Han Dynasty used the fingers and mouths as the main tips, and used the mouths or fingers as the minor tips." The fox himself had a very ancient style. Since he wanted to communicate, he would teach meticulously. After a little bit of a bottom line, he found that this cheap student had no foundation in mysterious art and had no patience. He was really not a good carving tool.

"The right-hand technique is relatively simple, you should remember a sword technique first." The fox licked his lips. He had never said so many people in one day in his life.

Qian Yiqun nodded repeatedly. He knew this sword technique. He used it "not long ago" - the index finger and middle finger together, and ordered the fox to show its true form, but was criticized instead.

The right hand is simple, but the left hand is not easy. The fox has no hands, so he can only teach orally. After this oral teaching, it realized that Qian Yiqun did not know the correspondence between the heavenly stems and earthly branches and knuckles, let alone the five directions and five elements. He had no choice but to teach Qian Yiqun the Sixty Jiazi Nayin Palm Technique first, and then carefully tap the knuckles to be pinched at each step with his nose.

Only then did Qian Yiqun realize that those sorcerers of the world would "calculate their fingers". It turned out that each knuckle corresponded to so many mysterious symbols, just like a human body abacus. However, this finger technique is really mysterious. Different orders of pinching will have different reactions. Even if the final shape is the same, the effects are very different.

One person and one fox were pressing his head in the room. After a while, he finally kept the finger trick in his heart. Just as he was about to find a light thing to try, the door shaft creaked, and the two doors had been pushed open. A fragrance snatched in from outside the door and rushed straight to Qian Yiqun's nose.

Qian Xiaoxiao took a careful step, holding the plate with both hands, and a bowl of steaming longan wine-making poached eggs on the plate. She glanced at her brother who was squatting on the ground and playing with the fox, frowned, swallowed the complaint back, and only placed the poached eggs on the table, and said angrily: "Eat some, put the cushion first, dinner is already being made."

"It's still my own girl who loves people, hahaha." Qian Yiqun shook the fox away, stepped onto the table in two steps, and was about to grab the chopsticks, and suddenly thought: Why not let my sister see my new method? He immediately took his hand back and pretended to be a master and said to Qian Xiaoxiao: "I just told you that I have a connection with immortality, but you don't believe it yet. Now let you see my method with brother."

Qian Xiaoxiao was curious, but although she still didn't believe it, she stood up and pretended to be disdainful: "Who wants to see you play tricks? You are not a three or five-year-old doll!"

"When I was a kid, those were just fun at you, but now this is true." Qian Yiquncheng calmed down and said, "Okay!" He pinched his hands with his fingers, and as his thumb passed by the finger nodes, the five fingers of his left hand overlapped, and finally he pinched the shape of the trick. The waves in his body suddenly rose again, and the water dragon soared into the sky, roaring endlessly.

Qian Yiqun turned into a sword with his right hand, and two or three fingers straightened his strength. He pointed to the chopsticks on the plate and shouted: "Get up!"

Qian Xiaoxiao widened her eyes and looked at the chopsticks on the dining plate.

"I don't know if I'm old or young." The little girl muttered and turned around and walked out.

Qian Yiqun also looked at the motionless chopsticks in the dining plate, scratched his scalp with his sword in embarrassment, and said in a deep voice: "Fox, come here to give me an explanation."

"Explanation? What's the explanation?" The fox's eunuch's voice exuded a gloating feeling, "You think you are an unparalleled genius? Among the people we have seen, besides Yi Zhi, we have never seen anyone who can control things after just learning the sword control technique! There are naturally other tricks in this, if you want to know..."

"Come on me!" Qian Yiqun shouted suddenly, pinched the styling with his left hand and smashed it on the table with his right hand, and pointed the sword technique heavily at the pair of mahogany chopsticks.

In an instant, the pair of wooden chopsticks became alive, jumping up together, hanging in the air a foot high, trembling.

Qian Yiqun knew that it was not Mu Jian who was afraid of him, but the Lingyun in his body was catching Mu Jian through his right sword finger. The power of the Lingyun was intermittent and very stagnant. It was just that it was so forced to lift the Woodyun into the air, let alone use the sword move. After carefully combing it, he found that the amount of Lingyun was enough, which was difficult to control when running, and it must be a problem of proficiency.

After putting down the wooden chopsticks, Qian Yiqun breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to face the fox and said, "Just now, did you think there is a trick?"

The fox swallowed, leaned on the ground, buried his long mouth and nose into his big tail, and lamented in his heart: What kind of monster did we pick up? It would be fine if the dust-avoiding technique, even the sword-controlling technique can do this! In fact, he is a monster!

Qian Yiqun waved his hand at the fox again: "Don't say it for now, let me feel it." After that, he was immersed in the joy of using mysterious techniques the moment before, and then he had entered a state of self-care in the inner world. This is the gift for pushing open the true door, which can make a person who has never been trained calmly and observe his mind like an old monk, and then look at the inner world.

The fox shook his ears and said in a turmoil: We didn't want to tell you at first... But you, a kid, have a good temperament and know that you have realized it. Oh, such qualifications are more important than rich spiritual aggregates. Is it really God wants us to get a spiritual body again? But this kind of person is the most difficult to deal with and it is difficult to coax.

Qian Yiqun's strokes were drawn for a while, but sometimes he was not effective. He stopped until the poached egg was cold, and he pinched the chopsticks with his numb fingers and slowly started. He obviously felt that the sea of ​​his spiritual aggregate was almost exhausted. Although he was slowly recovering, the recovery speed was not optimistic.

"Hey, boy!" Seeing that Qian Yiqun had finished his snacks, his lamb legs had not arrived yet, the fox couldn't help but scream, "Our lamb legs should be burnt."

"Well, that's it," Qian Yiqun wiped his mouth and said calmly, "I coaxed you just now. How could Thuo Mao listen to me in front of my door?"

The fox's eyes widened, glared at Qian Yiqun, arched his body, grabbed the ground with four claws, and his hair stood up: "Let's fight with you!"

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Chapter completed!