Chapter 152: Sticking Word Technique

After returning to the small courtyard where he temporarily lived, Wu Yi suddenly said to Yun He behind him: "How is your cultivation going?"

Yun He did not react for a while, and was stunned for a while, then he was overjoyed. This was the first time Wu Yi examined his cultivation, which meant preliminary recognition and acceptance, and he had to show it well.

Yun He tried his best to urge the spiritual energy he swallowed into his dantian, and used the simplest gas mist technique. The mist spread out and covered an area of ​​ten feet. The gas mist technique was mostly used by disciples who managed the spiritual field to water the plants. It was only used to confuse others in the battle.

Although this technique is simple, it is the most common spell used by low-level disciples to show their qi cultivation. Just looking at the range of the gas mist technique, you can know which level of cultivation you have reached. According to what Yun He showed, the breath gathered but did not disperse, and it should be cultivated to the second transformation of gathering qi.

When casting the spell, Yun He had a faint aura all over his body, which seemed ethereal, but Wu Yi had cultivated to this point, and his vision was much brighter. He knew that the appearance of aura when casting a spell was not a good thing, which meant that he could not fully control the aura.

But it is impossible for Yun He to achieve no loss of spiritual energy with his cultivation level. Even Wu Yi is not sure that he can do it, so he is not too harsh.

"How many small Huandan have you used?" Wu Yi asked.

"The Taoist priest said that when you first practice, you should try to absorb spiritual energy by yourself, so none of them are used." Yun He responded respectfully.

Wu Yi trained Yun He completely according to the outer disciples. Anyway, he is not short of these pills now, especially when he went out to find a breakthrough for the monster, he accumulated a lot of unused pills.

Yun He is his Taoist boy and his face. If his cultivation level is too low, it will not be beautiful.

Wu Yi does not know how the pills of the disciples in the main courtyard are distributed. Anyway, the side courtyards are given one small Huandan per month after the sense of qi is generated, two for gathering qi, four for absorbing qi, and so on. Each level is doubled, but it is capped at 100. This is the distribution method for Qi refining disciples.

As for the Great Rejuvenating Pill, these Qi Refining First Stage disciples don't have it. Only the Foundation Establishment-level professors and deacons can get it. Wu Yi now has about ten Great Rejuvenating Pills and hundreds or thousands of Small Rejuvenating Pills. He is definitely not a wealthy person among the Foundation Establishment cultivators, but he is difficult for other disciples to reach with a group of ghosts.

In order to test Yun He's character, Wu Yi gave Yun He ten Small Rejuvenating Pills before. Now it seems that this boy has a good character and can endure the benefits of swallowing pills to advance quickly. Wu Yi couldn't help but nodded secretly, and his good impression of him increased a little bit. He could endure the desire in his heart and would not betray him for some small benefits in the future.

Yun He used several simple spells he practiced, and Wu Yi watched them one by one. Although he didn't take the time to practice some spells, he was completely high-level with his spiritual consciousness, and it was more than enough to instruct Yun He.

It took about a quarter of an hour for Wu Yi to point out several areas where Yun He was not good enough or even wrong in his practice. Although it didn't take long, Yun He was still grateful.

Yun He did not have no practice method. In fact, the most basic "Small Zhoutian Moving Technique" was kept in almost every household in the eight major cities. But just like the difficulties Wu Yi encountered when he started practicing, some tricks could not be improved by exploring on his own without the guidance of the master.

There is a reason why the partner can be ranked above the law.

Yun He's affairs came to an end, Wu Yi returned to his house, and now he also wanted to practice the Taoist technique taught to him by the old man who drank, that is, the Taoist master Xu Yang.

The Taoist master has given a test, and the next step is to see his ability. If his qualifications are not enough to be in the eyes of the Taoist master, most of the previous hard work will be in vain.

Wu Yi poured some water into the teacup, followed his memory, and tried to drink tea with the movements of the real person, but he only got the form but not the meaning. It looked similar, but he could not control the Qi Jing as well as the real person could. The water he sprinkled only left a trace, and most of it flowed to the ground.

Wu Yi actually discovered that Qi Jing existed in strength a long time ago, and he also figured out some methods, such as Qi Jing long-range shooting, etc. This is also the only long-range attack of strength that Wu Yi has mastered, but it is mostly used to involve the enemy and is not very powerful.

But after seeing the real person cast a spell today, Wu Yi realized how crude his previous method of use was, and the comparison between the two was simply unbearable.

Even when Wu Yi was watching the real person cast a spell, he had already deduced in his mind how to use it if he mastered this skill.

For the strength cultivator, if you want to exert the greatest strength, it is best to fight in close combat, but other cultivators also understand that the strength cultivator is not good at long-range attack, so they deliberately keep a distance, and then the magic will hit like raindrops.

The way for the strength cultivators to deal with this is to try their best to increase their physical strength, and to resist the attacks of the Qi and other cultivators and rush to the front to fight. This is basically the most intense process in the cultivators' battle. If you can get through, you can basically win. If you can't get through, you can just wait to be beaten into a sieve.

Many cultivators are reluctant to practice strength, and this is also a consideration. Not to mention the stupidity, not to mention the inability to fly with Qi, not to mention the low winning rate, these things can be done by the strength cultivators, there is no need to go into battle personally, the purpose of the cultivators' practice is to protect the whole body.

Strength, the evil spirit is too heavy. There is a reason why strength is the least popular of the three paths of spirit, energy and spirit.

Even if a cultivator practices strength, they mostly practice qi and strength at the same time, relying on the sword and blade to kill the enemy. For example, the monk with a gun who fought with Wu Yi before was a person who practiced both qi and strength. There are very few cultivators who practice strength alone.

And if you master the method that the real person taught Wu Yi, although there is still a requirement to break through, one advantage is that once you get close to him, it will be difficult for other cultivators to escape.

When a cultivator of strength rushes to the side of a cultivator of qi, the cultivator of qi and law is not an idiot and will choose to keep a distance. This method really solves this problem, that is, to prevent the cultivator from escaping after getting close.

What Wu Yi didn't know was that the method that the real person taught him had a special term in the mouth of the cultivator of strength, the word "tie".

Putting aside the fantasy and revery afterwards, the wild geese in the sky have not been shot down, and it is still a foolish dream to think about whether the wild geese are better braised or steamed?

In order to practice this method of "Tie Zi Jue", Wu Yi pushed aside his original practice schedule. He could talk about it later for the appreciation of his master. If he missed the test of the real person, he would miss an opportunity to gain a foothold in the inner sect.

Wu Yi knew which was more important.

In the following time, Wu Yi tried it little by little, and gradually, he also found some experience.

Qi Jin was no longer as straightforward as before. Under Wu Yi's control, although it was still very rough, it could change its trajectory, just like spiritual consciousness, and could pick up a hundred pounds of weight. However, for a foundation-building cultivator, a hundred pounds can be shaken off with a body shake, and it cannot form a truly stable bondage.

But the "Tie Zi Jue" was not originally a way for a strength cultivator to bind his opponent, but a means for them to influence the enemy. When a cultivator escapes, he needs to shake off the Qi Jin bondage first, which is a beat slower, and he can't escape the pursuit of the strength cultivator.

In addition, one of the advantages of this Qi Jin is that it does not require too much energy. As long as Wu Yi's Qi and blood flow naturally, Qi Jin will naturally flow through the body surface. It is not like spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness need to consume spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy to pick up a hundred kilograms of weight, and it needs to be infused all the time.

Qi Jin does not have this worry. The only inconvenience is that it can only be three feet away from the body. It is such a close distance. No wonder the word "stick" is used. If it exceeds this distance, this method will lose its effect.

Wu Yi also has a worry in his heart, that is, how much influence the restraint of a hundred kilograms will have on the cultivator, and can it achieve his goal?

And these can only be explained to Wu Yi in actual combat. Looking at the morning light coming in from the window, Wu Yi, who had practiced all night, extinguished the candle and got up and went out.

One battle a day, while tempering himself, leaving time for recovery. Although Wu Yi has the method of blood light for rapid recovery, he should not be arrogant. Of course, if those disciples come to him, Wu Yi can't care so much. Just fight. At least the current battles have not forced Wu Yi to a situation where he can't fight again.

The sect has set up a three-day rest period for the disciples, but Wu Yi has not used it once yet. I don't know if he can use it this time. Wu Yi thought so in his heart, and he kept walking, stepping on the lonely morning stars, and walked towards the fighting stage.

Wu Yi came early today, and there were not many people around the fighting stage. They just happened to pass by. With Wu Yi's current popularity, there are always some disciples who know him. When they saw Wu Yi, they looked like they saw the plague god, and walked past him with their heads down.

Wu Yi's face was normal, but Yun He behind him looked proud, very proud, and arrogant. Perhaps because he had been looked down upon for a long time, Yun He suddenly jumped to a high position and became a little inflated, and this high position was not brought by himself, but borrowed from Wu Yi's tiger skin.

It seems that Yun He's temperament needs to be changed. Wu Yi said silently in his heart.

It is a taboo for cultivators to completely rely on others. Destiny must always be controlled in their own hands. Even if they have to rely on others because of their low cultivation, they must do so. They must ensure that they have someone to rely on after being abandoned by the whole world, that is, themselves.

Wu Yi's purpose in cultivating Yun He is not just to cultivate a submissive slave. If there is a chance for Yun He to obtain the position of a disciple in the future, Wu Yi does not mind planting a chess piece among the disciples. Of course, the premise of doing so is that Wu Yi is confident that he can control Yun He.

Wu Yi went straight to the fighting stage. It must be said that the Di De Temple is worthy of being one of the main courtyards. Wu Yi destroyed the fighting stage yesterday, but now it has been repaired intact.

No, it's even better. Wu Yi can clearly sense that the array pattern is more complicated, and even sense a trace of the breath of a real person. There is actually a real person who repaired the formation. Wu Yi's eyes flickered, and he understood the status of the main courtyard a little more.

Challenging such a behemoth, Wu Yi would also reflect on whether he could succeed in doing so when he practiced at midnight? But Wu Yi knew that he was not fighting alone, and there were thousands of side courtyard disciples supporting him.

In the battles of the past few days, Wu Yi could clearly sense that some disciples looked at him not with resentment, but with admiration. These disciples should be the side courtyard disciples with the same background as Wu Yi.

But because this is the main courtyard, the main courtyard is powerful and has many people, so he can only express his admiration with his eyes.

Of course, the most important thing is that Wu Yi is confident that he is not worse than these "noble" disciples. He just wants to overturn the pride of these high-ranking disciples with his own strength.

An hour later, the sky was bright, and a large number of disciples from the main academy arrived here. Among them, there was a monk who was dressed in a golden robe with dragons and phoenixes embroidered on it. He walked like a dragon and walked like a tiger, and he was naturally noble. Standing among the crowd, he was very conspicuous.

This couldn't be the prince, Wu Yi thought. He understood that the first opponent of the day had arrived.