Chapter 5 Counterattack

With the help of jade, Lin Jian absorbed psionic energy much faster. Overnight, he not only realized the psionic energy, but also condensed a cyan cyclone in Dantian, marking that Lin Jian finally officially stepped into the door of cultivation and became a practicer.

"Thanks to the help of the mysterious jade, otherwise with my talent, I don't know how long it will take to realize the spiritual energy and become a practicer." Lin Jian couldn't help but be grateful. The jade also became mysterious in his heart in vain. Because the jade had been integrated into Lin Jian's eyebrows, Lin Jian's whole body seemed to have become a huge whirlpool. Without his communication with the psionic power, the surrounding spirit would actively pour into his body.

It can be said that with the help of the mysterious jade, Lin Jian's cultivation speed has increased at least tenfold.

However, after a short period of joy, Lin Jian quickly calmed down, and there were many people who practiced quickly. Otherwise, wouldn't those so-called geniuses be a decoration? And his current strength is only at the bottom of the cultivation world, and there is nothing to be happy about.

When the cyclone in Dantian was completely stabilized, Lin Jian gradually turned his attention to several down-door Taoism given by Leng Ruoxuan.

Tao magic is an indispensable practice for practitioners. The function of Taoism is to expand the power of spiritual power. If you don't practice Taoism, you will only have the most primitive attack, and your strength will definitely be greatly reduced.

There are many Taoist arts in the world, with a variety of spirituals and countless, among which the number of low-level Taoist arts is the largest.

The most common and common Taoism is divided into three times nine stages.

is the lower Taoism, the middle Taoism, and the upper Taoism, and each large level is subdivided into three stages.

Lower Taoism is the lowest Taoism, and it also has a nickname - no liusmanship.

Of course, although the Taoism given to him by Leng Ruoxuan are non-flowing Taoism, it is still indispensable for Lin Jian now, and most of the disciples of Lingxiang Sect practice lower Taoism. I'm afraid there are only a few top disciples who can practice Taoism.

Pragising Taoism depends on understanding and soul power. Generally speaking, the stronger the soul power, the easier it is to practice Taoism.

Lin Jian quickly flipped the subjutsu in his mind. I don't know if it was the reason for Lin Jian's strong soul power. He just swept by and quickly mastered several cultivation methods of the subjutsu. He soon became familiar with it. Although he was not completely mastered, he at least mastered seven or eight.

Although lower Taoism is the simplest, it is the most basic thing, and it will be much easier to practice. But most disciples can't master the Taoism as quickly as Lin Jian.

The next day.

"Hu••" Lin Jian, who sat cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and gently exhaled a turbid breath. Overnight, he realized the spiritual energy and officially became a practicing person. Although Lin Jian, who was calm, couldn't help but feel a little bit of joy.

He ran the meridians all over his body, and a trace of strength went up and down his whole body. His body was originally very weak, but at this moment, Lin Jian felt full of strength, refreshed, and had a feeling of strength like a cow. He has basically recovered from his injuries yesterday.

"One day, I will break through all the shackles, step on the top of power, and be proud of heaven and earth!"

Lin Jian suddenly got up, and he couldn't help feeling a little energetic when he experienced strength for the first time.

However, he was not carried away by excitement. After practicing for a day, now he still has to go to the library to do chores.

However, it's just right. There is not much room to practice the lower Taoism given to him by Leng Ruoxuan, and he can take the opportunity to find some suitable for himself to practice in the library.

When he thought of doing it, Lin Jian left his room and soon went to the library. When cleaning the library, Lin Jian was also looking for a Taoist art suitable for him.

Lin Jian has been staying in the library for a few days. The library at the outer gate does not have much profound practice of Taoism, almost only lower Taoism and some brief overview of the world, strangeness and so on.

Time passed quickly. After Lin Jian chose several paths in the library, he left the library and began to walk to his residence.

The period was still smooth, but when it was about to arrive at the door of the dormitory, a discordant sound sounded like yesterday, sharp and arrogant.

"Yo, Lin Jian, the injury is recovering very quickly. It seems that there is any panacea. If I don't have filial piety today, I won't let you go as easily as yesterday." Song Ming said arrogantly.

"If I don't look for a dog, the dog will come automatically." Lin Jian turned around, looked at Song Ming in front of him, and smiled coldly.

He has always remembered yesterday's hatred. The reason why he didn't go to Song Ming as soon as he woke up is that Lin Jian has long known that when the dog stares at you, he can smell and follow your buttocks at any time.

After hearing Lin Jian's sarcasm, some onlookers around the dormitory couldn't help but be a little surprised. Song Ming was covered by his eldest brother. In addition, this dormitory area was originally a novice area, and no one usually dared to challenge Song Ming. However, Lin Jian's attitude was obviously beyond their expectation.

"Lin Jian, how dare you call me a dog! Brothers, hit me, hit me hard, I'll see how hard his bones are!" Song Ming suddenly became angry and roared angrily. No new disciple dared to insult him like this.

"Hmm, there is no chance!" Lin Jian snorted coldly.

"Leopard Fist!" Lin Jian drank coldly, and then with lightning speed, like an angry cheetah, suddenly burst out and punched Song Ming.

"You have stepped into the realm of enlightenment!" Song Ming was terraffected, Lin Jian's fist was blown out, and the calm airflow around him became irritable. This was obviously not the fist that ordinary people could swing.

Fortunately, although his talent is mediocre, he started early and has already stepped into the realm of enlightenment. Three circles of cyclones have condensed in Dantian, which is still better than Lin Jian. Song Ming reacted quickly, raised his palms out, and immediately blocked Lin Jian's fist.

"Lin Jian, although I don't know why you can feel the spiritual power so quickly, even if you step into the realm of enlightenment, my strength is better than you!" After blocking Lin Jian's fists, Song Ming laughed proudly.

"Tiger's claws!" Lin Jian didn't say anything and shouted coldly. In an instant, the fists suddenly changed, turning into claws, and the sharp fingertips with strength instantly cut Song Ming's palms.

"Roar!" At this moment, Lin Jian is like a tiger, the king of the jungle. The tiger roars in the mountains and forests. His claws contain the will of the tiger, as if he were hungry tigers pounced on the sheep. His claws were fierce, and his claws stabbed directly into Song Ming's chest.

"Wow..." was like a strong wind, and only two blood lights were seen in the air, and the whole piece of flesh and blood on Song Ming's chest was torn off.

"Ah!" Song Ming suddenly let out a sad scream, and the red blood rolled out like a turbulent flood, flowing all over his body in an instant, bloody, like a bloody man.

Although Song Ming's Dantian has condensed into three cyclones, in general, the gap between the realm of enlightenment is not very huge, far from the difference. In addition, Song Ming was arrogant and blocked Lin Jian's attack with one move, so he didn't pay attention to Lin Jian.

In contrast, Lin Jian was calm, his fists and claws changed rapidly, and the arrogant Song Ming only had to end up like this.

"Big Boss, Song Ming!" Song Ming, who was covered in blood, screamed, and several little follower behind him immediately ran to Song Ming anxiously.

"Ah! Song Ming held his head and screamed repeatedly. He didn't expect that he would fall into Lin Jian's hand today, and the whole piece of meat on his chest was torn off. You can imagine what kind of torture he is suffering at this moment.

"Quick•••Bear me back, look for•••find•••"

"Yes, yes, boss, we understand." Several of his followers had been with Song Ming for a long time. How could they not understand what Song Ming meant? They hurriedly picked up Song Ming and didn't even dare to look at Lin Jian and fled. Their strength is even worse than that of Song Ming. Now they are afraid that Lin Jian will ask them to settle yesterday's revenge.

"Lin Jian, wait, I will make you regret it!" Song Ming held his breath tightly and let out the most resentful roar.

"Only you will regret it." Lin Jian was expressionless and fearless, and turned directly to his room.

The disciples around the dormitory were all shocked. If I remember correctly, Lin Jian was a rookie who could not even feel the psionic power yesterday, but today he beat the bully Song Ming and fled in confusion, growing faster than they imagined.

Yesterday, their unanimous evaluation of Lin Jian was cruel. Today, Lin Jian has another title: monster!

•••••

On the top of the mountain, in a lobby.

A sword-brow star, handsome and straight man in an embroidered dragon picture robe stood in it. Lin Jian had a relationship with this man, and he was definitely Fang Long.

"Lord Fang Long." At this time, a man in black hurried into the lobby.

"What's the matter?"

"Lord Fang Long, the boy you sent me to secretly stare at has stepped into the realm of enlightenment today and seriously injured an old man who has long entered the realm of enlightenment."

"You mean that Lin Jian has felt the spiritual energy and stepped into the realm of enlightenment?" Fang Long was shocked.

"Exact!" The man in black must nod.

"Impossible. I can't get it wrong. Lin Jian is definitely a mediocre person. It's impossible to feel the spiritual power in just a few days. It's strange." Fang Long frowned secretly, "Is it Leng Ruoxuan who helped him secretly in order to fight for his breath? No, no, with my understanding of Leng Ruoxuan, she can't do such a thing."

"Lord Fang Long, that boy dares to offend you. I think it's a disaster to keep it. Do you want to..." The man in black robe flashed his murderousness and made a move to wipe his head.

"Don't act rashly for the time being. The boy's talent is mediocre and will never be able to enter the realm of enlightenment in such a short time. If there is no one to help him, there must be mysterious treasures to help him. Don't startle the snake, continue to stare at him secretly, and it's not too late to start after you find out his treasure. The murderous intention in Fang Long's eyes flashed away.

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