"Young man, the person in front of you is indeed a master of the Taoist lineage. He was originally a master of the Taoist temple outside the Qingjiang Prefecture Mountain. Later, he was bewitched by the Demon Sect and practiced the Demonic Art. He had already entered the Demonic Way. It would be better to stay away from him."

Xiang Yangzheng was surprised and suddenly a word came from behind him, which made him stiff all over. He slowly turned his head and saw an old man in his forties and fifties wearing gray cloth shirt looking at him with his hands on his back.

He said he was a little old man, but he was far from old in his forties or fifties. His temperament gave people a very old feeling. Although his figure was not tall, he smiled very gently and kindly.

From the appearance of the old man to the sound of his voice, Xiang Yang never noticed that this man's martial arts must be very powerful.

What can better prove Xiang Yang's guess was that the old man in the No. 1 prison, whose originally fierce eyes turned flinched and full of fear. He stepped back and leaned against the cold wall, turned his head away and refused to look at the old man.

This is like the prey of the weak in nature. When seeing the high-level beast king, the weak beasts will surrender and be afraid. Maybe this person was caught by the old man himself.

"Subordinate Xiang Yang, I have met the adults."

Xiang Yang reacted quickly and quickly bowed and bowed. He was held back by the old man, with his eyes showing a sense of appreciation.

"It's been a long time since I saw such an outstanding young man as you, so I don't have to be too polite. The fingering you used just now is very good, very good, but how do you see my finger?"

The old man said, smiling, pinching his fingers with his right hand, and gently tapping towards Xiang Yang, as light as the wind, without any pressure, or how strong and strong, but Xiang Yang was under pressure, and could only watch the tip, but could not move at all.

Xiang Yang was sweating profusely on his forehead, and his mind was almost lost. The old man gently tapped his finger on Xiang Yang's forehead, and laughed loudly.

"You kid is a member of our God-Catcher Sect and a talented person. You can't just think about getting benefits from prisoners. You can understand this finger carefully."

After saying that, he walked towards the corridor on one side with his hands behind his back, and disappeared without a trace.

Xiang Yang was unaware of anything, just stood there blankly, his eyes full of confusion, and he was so entangled that he wanted to tear his hair.

"Why does that finger, that finger have such a strange magic?

The speed and strength of the attack were very average, but I couldn't even defend or even avoid it. It was like casting a spell. What fingering method?"

Xiang Yang was struggling. In his understanding, martial arts were nothing more than the powerful internal strength and the movements were rigorous and refined. Just like the blood knife technique, it was triggered by the internal breath of the blood knife, and the sword moves were strange and vicious to win, but the finger just now was obviously not.

"Boy, that old guy is pretending to be a ghost and coaxing you. His martial arts are so high that you can't imagine that Liu Ruohai is just a junior in front of him. If you want to understand that finger, wait for another ten years."

When the old man left, the old man who abandoned the path and became a demon spoke again, but this time it was much normal, his eyes were full of disdain. When he saw Xiang Yang, he was still full of doubt and continued to speak.

"The theory of martial arts is powerful, powerful, powerful, magical, and so on.

If you are strong, you will rush the mountains and peaks. If you have strong qi and blood, your bones will be brittle and loud. You will definitely gain something by practicing the skills to increase your strength.

Qi means internal energy and true qi. This is the fundamental martial arts. If you don’t have Qi, you will just dream about it. You are also very good at this.

There is still power, do you know the saying that you are not angry and powerful? When your martial arts have power, you can defeat others without fighting. The old guy just now explained the power, which makes you afraid and difficult to move.

There are also moves, which are easy to understand, that is, martial arts moves, which are direct means of conquest and fighting, and they are also means that they must be practiced.

I don’t know the last god, but if someone practices his magic, his martial arts will not be invincible, but he will definitely be a strong man and understand his own path.

Although that old guy is powerful, he can't practice a magic move."

The fog in Xiang Yang's heart was dispelled, and he suddenly realized that it was like that. It was not that I couldn't move just now, but that I had already given up on resisting.

"One of the momentum, actually the sword force I made was one or two points, but compared with the old man just now, it was far from comparable to that person. This man's martial arts are indeed powerful, and he might be the most acquired strong man.

That finger is indeed worth my hard work on research. With this finger, this trip to the dungeon will not be in vain.”

As for the last god, the prisoner and the old prisoner didn't know it, so it was naturally even more difficult for Xiang Yang to understand it. However, if he combined his knowledge and had some speculations, it would not be worthy of being told by outsiders.

"Then how to practice the momentum? Please give me some advice, and I am grateful."

Xiang Yang turned around and forgot the old man's bad intentions towards him before and asked for advice humbly. This behavior made the old man in the wooden railing stunned for a moment.

"Good boy, he's a character. We just met him, but in a blink of an eye, he actually asked me for advice, but you asked the wrong person.

The momentum is like the gods, and can only be understood, not expressed in words. When you fight with others, you will use the momentum without realizing it, and even face the momentum, how to practice?"

This made Xiang Yang think. Outside Hezhang County, Zheng Pingyuan attacked together, and a sword came horizontally, and the sword was surging. However, he used the supreme magical power of Dingzhu to subdue demons to destroy this force. This was his subconscious action. The other party thought that it was true, but he did not know why.

On the way to Wenyang Town, he took Miao Lieli with one claw. At that time, his internal strength or the dragon claw hand that had not yet been cultivated, was not enough to compete with Miao Lieli. Why did he win?

There is nothing else, one is as powerful as a rainbow, and the other is fearful. The contrast between the two, the stronger the stronger the person is, and Xiang Yang is better than Miao Lieli, which is a natural result.

These are the wonderful uses of momentum, but if you talk about how to condense momentum in detail, there is really no way.

"So, boy, that old guy is fooling you, if you understand and have a finger, as long as you practice step by step, with your current talent, you will sooner or later be stronger than him."

"That's not the case. That finger is deeply imprinted in my mind. As long as I think more or even imitate one or two, it will definitely be of great benefit to my martial arts practice. The seniors don't have to deceive me in this regard."

Xiang Yang shook his head, recalling the finger, subconsciously overlapping with the old man in the prison, facing the old man in prison.

He smiled and had a faint expression. He reached out and blinked his fingers, and did not even use internal force. The old man in the prison suddenly retreated, hugging his head and trembling.

"Sure enough, my finger is actually not powerful at all, and my use of momentum is not as good as that of the old man. But if he is broken by him and planted the inner demon, even if I just imitate it, it will make you unbearable. Warriors should not be like this."

Xiang Yang sighed, shook his head, and suddenly became a little excited, turned around and left, disappearing along the stone steps on the sixth floor of the dungeon.

But the old man wiped away the tears shed from fear, breathed deeply several times, revealing a look of horror and resentment.

"Who is this kid? This kind of understanding.
Chapter completed!