"have no idea."

Qin Shiming shook his head repeatedly, "Auntie, can you teach me some more powerful skills? For example, Meteor Sword Technique, you should know it, right?"

Qin Shiming guessed that even Qinglong could do it, and the saint girl would definitely do it too.

"What's the use of learning that kind of rubbish swordsmanship? Is it cutting vegetables?"

The Saintess curled her lips in disdain, obviously she looked down on the Meteor Sword Technique.

"..."

Qin Shiming can't stand it. The exercises on the fourth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion require dozens of sky-eye stones at a time. In the eyes of the saint, the only way to learn it is to chop vegetables?

Is the threshold for cutting Duner so high now?

"In the face of absolute power, any technique is just fancy. For example, if you and I fight, I stand and let you fight, but you can't hurt me. Do you believe it?"

The saint smiled and picked up the tea cup.

But at this moment, the tea in the tea cup gradually solidified, and in less than a minute, it solidified into ice.

"Hiss, this..."

Qin Shiming was shocked again, "Auntie, what kind of skill are you doing?"

"This is not a skill, it is just the use of strength. Just as the old bald donkey could control fire yesterday, so can I!"

As she spoke, the saint's hand holding the teacup suddenly ignited a ball of fire.

The ice in the tea cup gradually melted, gradually warmed up, and finally steamed up, and finally, it was drank in one gulp.

Qin Shiming looked at it blankly, what kind of magic is this?

"Don't be surprised, in fact, you can do it too."

The saint signaled Qin Shiming to pick up the tea cup, "Concentrate and calm down, pass the energy into the cup through your fingers and palms, and follow with your thoughts. Imagine that you are fire, and what you produce is fire. Imagine that you are ice, and what you produce is fire."

Air conditioning.”

"Come on, give it a try."

"okay!"
Chapter completed!