Although Ling Yu was still very excited when he knew that the effect of the sonic boom was related to Emperor Fu's guidance. He immediately bombarded hard with the same method of qi and blood stimulation with his right hand, but found that the sonic boom effect was not produced, and there seemed to be something wrong. Ling Yu frowned slightly, and his strong consciousness carefully realized the difference between the qi and blood stimulation of the muscles, flesh and bones of the left and right hands.

Immediately he tried several more times, and finally a bang exploded, and the detonation effect of his right hand was released. It turned out that the stimulation methods at different positions were slightly different, and they needed to be consciously adjusted. Ling Yu's martial arts consciousness was undoubtedly powerful, devouring Emperor Fu's thoughts of fist, and even a potential martial arts instinct was integrated into Ling Yu's consciousness, allowing him to easily touch the subtle changes in the stimulation of qi and blood.

If you are a warrior who enters the dark power, this adjustment process may take ten days and half a month or even longer, but Ling Yu solved it in just a short moment.

After seeing it, Emperor Fu nodded slightly, obviously satisfied with Ling Yu's comprehension.

After the stimulation of the qi and blood of the left and right hands was completed, Ling Yu placed the target on his legs again.

Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhu. The two legs seemed to turn into wind wheels, kicking in the air without stopping at all. Ling Yu's consciousness quickly adjusted the qi and blood stimulation in this instant, and only Ling Yu could do this.

Papapapapapapapapapapapapapa. A series of explosions suddenly sounded in the strong wind, as crisp as firecrackers, which was the potential power of muscles and bones bursting out.

Ling Yu suddenly withdrew his legs and stood up as the croaker and snake fist. He suddenly bowed his back, as if a big dragon swung his tail. A series of slight explosions sounded. With the spine as the center axis, the qi and blood of the limbs were stimulated into one. A strong and brave aura burst out from Ling Yu's body. There was even a kind of body swelling a little, and dark muscles emerged. As the two shoulder blades on Ling Yu's back shaking suddenly, Ling Yu had a powerful artistic conception of spreading his wings and a grass snake turning into a dragon.

At this moment, Ling Yu felt the powerful fist in his consciousness in his darkness, and seemed to be gradually transforming into his own use.

Emperor Fu's eyes were bulging out. He originally thought that Ling Yu could find the qi and blood stimulation of his limbs by himself, which was very good. Unexpectedly, he went deep into the big dragon on his back and even initially understood his own boxing idea.

Now it seems that Ling Yu's martial arts qualifications are much better than he imagined.

This is true. Ling Yu's consciousness was originally honed extremely powerful in Gaia's space, and even possessed inhuman memory, mental arithmetic, logic and other abilities. After swallowing the idea of ​​fist, he simply transformed that much accumulation into a transformation.

call!

Ling Yu closed his posture, vomited out the turbid air in his chest, frowned and shook his head, "The qi and blood stimulation in other places can't be adjusted properly, what do you feel is missing?"

Now he has only practiced his limbs and spine thoroughly. When the qi and blood in other places are stimulated, he feels like he is unable to follow his heart.

"Haha, of course, it's a surprise to me that you can accomplish so much. If you can't adjust your qi and blood well, it's because you have insufficient control over these parts. So if you want to complete these, you must cooperate with the corresponding boxing techniques, otherwise it will be difficult to practice thoroughly."

Emperor Fu laughed.

After hearing Emperor Fu's words, Ling Yu's eyes lit up. With his comprehension, he realized that the limbs and backs of human bodies are the main key parts of human body movement. Not to mention martial artists, even ordinary people must move through these parts. However, some parts cannot be exercised by ordinary exercise, or they are not fully exercised.

This is the case with Ling Yu. Of course, Ling Yu practiced the Snake Fist and there was almost no place in his body that could not be moved. However, it was a bit difficult to control every muscle and every bone in these parts, and the stimulation of qi and blood is based on this slightest and subtle foundation.

The next step is simple. Emperor Fu taught Ling Yu several sets of boxing techniques. Not to mention that it is more sophisticated than the Bird Snake Fist, but it is better for the surname.

Ling Yu fully demonstrated the talent of martial arts genius. After explaining each set of boxing techniques once after Emperor Fu's drill, he could achieve a very similar shape and eight points of agreement.

After practicing for several hours in a row, Ling Yu actually practiced several parts to achieve the secret energy. This cultivation speed made Emperor Fu dumbfounded. When he left at dawn, he sighed: "Ling Yu, with your cultivation speed, you can reach the peak of the secret energy or even the magic energy in ten days and half a month. Alas, people compare to others, and they are so angry that they are. Which martial artists of magic energy can be practiced by chance."

Ling Yu didn't go to class in the morning, so he went to Lingxi Hall directly, but he still had to be careful when going out. Now there are still many media reporters surrounding him.

Ling Yu asked Zhang Wude to take a few of his men to the house he rented and brought more than a dozen antiques to the treasure appraisal hall.

After carefully identifying the dozen or so antiques, Zhao Shicheng's eyes were lit up and he exclaimed: "Tsk tsk, these are all good things, especially this jade inkstone, which is worth at least tens of millions. I didn't expect you to get so many good things."

Ling Yu smiled. These were made from Yang Mingyuan, but Yang Mingyuan's smuggling gang was destroyed, and these things could be seen. Moreover, he had verified the origin of these things, either from tomb robbers or from low prices, from some people who did not understand the market.

Sitting in Yang Mingyuan's original office, Ling Yu squinted his eyes and leaned against the soft office chair. He was in a very good mood. The huge and bright office belonged to him completely, which was absolutely unimaginable before.

Dongdongdongdongdong. A slight knock on the door sounded.

"Zhang Wude, come in!" Ling Yu said casually without moving his body.

Soon, Zhang Wude, who was full of virility, walked in. After looking at Ling Yu at the desk, the unruly eyes suddenly became docile, and seemed to be a little difficult to say: "Boss, I want to, I want to."

Ling Yu raised his eyelids slightly and said lightly: "Don't swear, just say it!"

Zhang Wude did not hesitate and quickly said, "Boss, when I was practicing martial arts, I couldn't figure out some places. Can you give me some advice?"

I had known that this was the reason, if I hadn't been fully sure before, but now, huh, no matter how I say I am a secret martial artist, Ling Yu thought to himself.

"Tell me!" Ling Yu only said two words, but Zhang Wude was so excited that he quickly told the question.

Zhang Wude is at the peak of Mingjin and cannot enter the darkjin. Of course, it is a problem of qi and blood stimulation. Without the guidance of his master, it is even more difficult to explore on his own, unless he breaks through by chance.

Although Ling Yu could not let him enter the dark energy directly, he could still give some advice on the corresponding qi and blood stimulation method. Zhang Wude listened very carefully and did not dare to miss a sentence. Ling Yu's brief words immediately made Zhang Wude feel enlightened. The fog of the past was swept away and found the direction for the breakthrough.

Seeing Zhang Wude being extremely excited and leaving the office with gratitude, Ling Yu couldn't help but feel an unparalleled sense of accomplishment.

After returning to school, Ling Yu was found by Executive Vice President Hu Dezhen, but he was discussing the witch culture research base. In addition to Ling Yu, there were also several professors from the School of History and Culture who studied ancient characters in the conference room, and Professor Wang Wenwu and Wang were also there.

As the only student, Ling Yu attended such a meeting, although it is not unprecedented, but it is absolutely rare.

However, the professors present did not dare to show the mentality of Ling Yu as seniors. They were polite. Speaking of fame, Ling Yu was bigger than those present, and no one could match him when it comes to the level.

The issue discussed this time is the research direction of the witch culture research base. After several professors made a speech, Hu Dezhen looked at Ling Yu and asked, "Ling Yu, what are your good opinions?"

Ling Yu kept listening and immediately smiled: "I think this research direction should be narrower, such as Wu Wen deciphering. Now the research institutions and individuals in the ancient Chinese literature industry are a bit self-deprecating in their respective Wu Wen research. If we can compile a dictionary about Wu Wen, so that all those who study Wu Wen can easily learn it, I think it should be a good idea."

The people present suddenly had their eyes lit up.

"Yes, Ling Yu's idea is very good. What do you guys think?" Hu Dezhen thought Ling Yu's idea was very good, so he immediately asked the others.

Others said that this idea is good and good.

Hu Dezhen was surprised when he agreed to the research direction so quickly. His eyes looked at Ling Yu even more admired. It was probably only Ling Yu could do it. Otherwise, the professors present would not have to argue fiercely, and there was no conclusion in the end.

The next step is to build a research base, prepare for venues and facilities, and to recruit a group of wuwen enthusiasts from the students.

But these have nothing to do with Ling Yu.

After dinner, after slapping with Sister Xiaoya, Ling Yu returned to the dormitory with satisfaction. Zhang Hua urged: "Three, please write and update quickly, I'll wait and see!"

Ling Yu was speechless, but he still opened his notebook and started writing "The Legend of the Witch God". He was in excellent condition, and his thoughts were flowing like flowing water. In just two hours, he actually wrote more than 5,000 words.

As soon as Ling Yu moved his seat, Zhang Hua sat up.

Ling Yu shook his head and washed his head to sleep.

"I said, "The third brother, you can't code more, five thousand words, without reading!" After reading it, Zhang Hua complained and opened the Qidian, and found that the novel had been reviewed and even had twelve collections. It was good, very good. Zhang Hua quickly uploaded two chapters, a total of five thousand. Then he clicked on the homepage of the novel and found that only more than twenty members clicked, and there were more than twenty recommendations.

"Tsk tsk, almost two clicks, two recommend one to favorite."

Zhang Hua felt happy. Although he was not written by the novel, he had no choice but to say about his sense of accomplishment.

Pull the page downwards, and there are several posts in the comments section.

"Good books, unprecedented good books!"

"I strongly requested an update, only one chapter, isn't this a taste lost?"

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There is also a quota on the fan list. This reader is very powerful and actually voted for eight review tickets directly.

Zhang Hua rubbed his hands, his eyes were bright and his face was full of pride.
Chapter completed!