Douluo: Starting from helping Qian Renxue change her life against the sky

Chapter 120 Sword Training
Fortunately, he has justice points to use to directly upgrade his skills and improve his cultivation.

After taking a look, his cultivation still hadn't changed, so he continued to click on the plus sign after Wulei's Fa-rectification.

Crackling!

Ye Feng's body was full of azure blue lightning, consuming 200 justice points, and the five thunders rectification became the second level of entry.

Without the slightest hesitation, he continued to click on the little plus sign next to the Five Thunder Rectification.

This time, consuming 400 justice points, the Five Thunder Rectification became the third level of entry, and then the plus sign behind it disappeared.

However, this time his cultivation has changed, from the late stage of blood refining and body cultivation to the first stage of the early stage of washing marrow and bigu.

With 100 justice left, Ye Feng clicked the little plus sign behind the Ben Lei Sword Technique without hesitation.

Consuming 100 justice points, the Benlei swordsmanship has never been introduced, and it has become the first level of entry!
So far, the 800 justice value has been cleared, and all the small plus signs in the information panel have disappeared.

Ye Feng also finally understood that those little plus signs will only appear when the justice value meets the requirements, which means that the justice value can be upgraded.

Ye Feng was very satisfied, the Golden Light Curse could protect him like a turtle shell, and the Thunderbolt Sword could be used to attack.

Now, he is also considered to be both offensive and defensive, and he has a little more money to survive.

"Hey, who is so immoral, farting everywhere?"

Suddenly a foul smell penetrated Ye Feng's nostrils, and he sniffed around.

In the end, it was discovered that the stench was coming from himself.

Ye Feng was astonished, he was so handsome, how could he fart.

Feeling sticky all over his body, he looked down and found that there was something sooty and black on the surface of his skin.

It looked like grease, and the stench was coming from the dirty stuff.

Ye Feng almost didn't spit out the overnight meal, and rushed to the courtyard to fetch water to wash it.

"Junior brother, it stinks, did you fall into the toilet?"

Shi'er's bluff attracted Yan Chixia's sideways glance.

Ye Feng didn't care about talking, just cleaned up.

Wash your body and organize the information in your mind.

Ye Feng understood that he was washing the hair and cutting the marrow.

And the extra thing in his body is not actually the real thunder, but the thunder-attributed true qi produced by the heart and lungs.

The real qi in the body of a person who is generally cultivating the Tao belongs to the state of no attribute.

But Ye Feng practiced the five thunders, and the true energy was transformed into the attribute of thunder.

"Not bad, a lot of energy."

When Yan Chixia saw Ye Feng who was full of energy, she patted him on the shoulder: "Now I will teach you the art of origami cranes. Don't practice too much, otherwise you will easily go crazy."

Shi'er sat in front of the stone table, folded the origami crane, and suddenly said with a smile: "Master, you can teach the younger brother, I'd better practice swords."

"Sit down for me." Yan Chixia stared at Shi'er, and said angrily, "Fold me carefully, inject all your energy and energy into the paper crane, you will never even think about becoming a teacher in this life if you learn half-heartedly."

After Ye Feng returned to the room with the secret book, Yan Chixia grabbed Shi'er origami crane.

Shi'er said that he was only interested in dancing knives and guns, but had no interest in origami cranes. He was depressed and reproduced.

"Master, I think I'm already very powerful. I can easily deal with the evil spirits nearby." Shi'er muttered in a low voice.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think." Yan Chixia snorted coldly, and said contemptuously: "The monsters and evil spirits nearby are all little monsters left by the teacher, specially for you to practice your hands, otherwise you would have been killed by the monsters long ago I don't know how many times."

"Master is right." Shi'er pursed her lips, not daring to make fun of herself.

Yan Chixia beckoned and let Ye Feng go over: "I have a heart formula, you two listen carefully."

Afterwards, he recited the heart formula and folded the paper crane.

Yan Chixia is proficient, she has folded countless origami cranes, and she can fold perfect origami cranes almost with her eyes closed.

After a few breaths, Yan Chixia folded a lifelike paper crane and flew away from him.

"Master is amazing, why can't the paper cranes I folded fly?" Shi'er exclaimed.

"Origami cranes require patience and concentration. Only when you fold 360 or five cranes can you feel your sincerity."

I don't know if it's true or not, but Yan Chixia is very persuasive.

"I know, when you fold, you have to put your feelings into it." Shi'er suddenly realized.

"Don't talk about feelings with me! Yan Chixia frowned slightly, staring, "I have no feelings in my heart, only wine. "

"Ah?" Shi'er drooped his head, and said resentfully, "Could it be that the wine is included?"

Snapped!
"nonsense!"

Yan Chixia picked up a piece of paper and threw it to Shi'er: "Fold!"

Then, Yan Chixia turned and left, leaving behind Shi'er bitterly.

"Brother, don't you feel bored?"

After folding a few paper cranes, Shi'er stretched himself.

Seeing Ye Feng's origami crane's speed, he immediately took a deep breath.

That hand speed is too scary, probably comparable to a unicorn arm!

"It's boring!" Ye Feng poured chicken soup with two minds, "Sweat more in normal times, and bleed less in wartime. If you don't work hard now, you will only be cannon fodder when you encounter monsters in the future."

"What the younger brother said makes sense."

Shi'er nodded, indicating that he was educated.

I didn't say any nonsense anymore, and started to make origami cranes seriously.

He didn't want to be looked down upon by his younger brother, or overtaken by his younger brother.

On the second floor, Yan Chixia stood in front of the railing and nodded secretly.

It seems that the disciples need to charge a few more to inspire each other's fighting spirit.

Swish swish!
Shi'er's subordinates gradually accelerated their movements, and folded a piece of white paper several times.

In the blink of an eye, it was folded into a paper crane.

Not waiting for him to be happy, he found that Ye Feng was faster, his fingers were moving like flying, and afterimages appeared.

The speed of paper consumption can be seen by the naked eye to decrease continuously.

Paper cranes piled up half of the stone table, and the words that fell on the ground piled up into mountains.

Just as the former paper crane plunged into the 'Heshan', the latter paper crane was thrown out by him.

That speed is ridiculously fast.

Shi'er was dumbfounded, feeling like he was hit by ten thousand critical points.

Feeling competitive, Shi'er held his breath, picked up the paper and chased after Ye Feng.

However, after folding hundreds of paper cranes, Shi'er frowned and stopped.

He always felt that something was wrong there.

With his current speed, he can indeed fold 360 or five paper cranes in two or three days.

But after folding so many paper cranes, can they really fly?Shi'er squinted his eyes, recalling Yan Chixia's words, his eyes shone with wisdom.

Speed ​​and quantity are not important, the most important thing is to concentrate and pour energy into the paper crane.

Wanting to understand this, Shi'er took a deep breath, stopped competing with Ye Feng in speed, and meditated quietly.

Failed a lot at first, but as time went by, he got better at it.

Shi'er feels that when experience accumulates to a certain level, practice makes perfect and the origami crane can come to life.

"That's what Master said."

Shi'er muttered, blaming Yan Chixia for talking like a cloud.

Looking at Ye Feng's hand speed again, he said confidently: "Junior brother, I have realized that origami cranes blindly pursue speed..."

"I succeeded."

In the palm of Ye Feng, a paper crane seemed to come alive, gently pecking at his finger.

(End of this chapter)