Magic Fairy

"Today, I bypassed you, but if you dare to bully Xiao Yu'er again in the future, don't blame me for not thinking of the fellowship." Qiu Wen said to Qiu Gang with contempt.

After finishing speaking, Qiu Wen walked towards Xiao Yu'er without looking back.

"Yu'er, why are you here?" On the way home, Qiu Wen asked, with a little reproach in his voice.

"I saw my brother, and I never stopped coming back, and tomorrow is the registration day, so I came to see my brother..." Xiao Yu'er held Qiu Wen's corner, looked at him with big watery eyes, and said in a low voice pitifully.

"Yu'er, believe in brother, brother will become stronger, and I will let brother protect you in the future." I wanted to reprimand, but when I saw Xiao Yuer's pitiful appearance, my heart was moved, and I promised Xiao Yuer firmly.

Xiao Yu'er raised her head and said stubbornly: "Yu'er also wants to become stronger, and Yu'er also protects her brother and mother."

Qiu Wen smiled, shook his head, and didn't speak.But I said to myself in my heart: I must become stronger, I must protect my sister and mother, and I must kill that person...

. . .

"Mother…"

The two returned home, looked at the busy mother in the kitchen, and whispered.

Ye Ting heard the voice, turned around, saw Qiu Wen and Qiu Yu, and immediately smiled: "Wen'er, you are back..."

"Huh?" Ye Ting didn't finish her sentence, then she looked at Qiu Wen in surprise, and asked suspiciously, "Third level of profound energy?"

"Yes, mother, I got an anise fish." Qiu Wen said excitedly.

Before Ye Ting could speak, Xiao Yu'er said to her mother: "Mom, I met Qiu Gang again today. He wanted to bully me, but my brother saved me."

"Are you guys in conflict with Qiu Gang?" Ye Ting asked worriedly.

"Qiu Gang is not my opponent now." Seeing his mother's worry, Qiu Wen said.

"Mother, you don't know. My brother is so majestic today, he gathered a huge eagle, and Qiu Gang didn't even catch a single move." Xiao Yu'er said with a proud expression.

"Eagle?" Listening to Xiao Yu'er's narration, Ye Ting was full of doubts, and then with a little excitement on her face, she asked Qiu Wen: "Wen'er, are you a rune master?"

Qiu Wen knew he couldn't hide it, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and nodded.

"Okay, okay, okay." After being confirmed, Ye Ting said three good times in a row with tears in her eyes.

Ye Ting was excited because she saw Qiu Beichen from Qiu Wen. Qiu Beichen was also a double cultivator of Xuanfu back then.

"You have advanced to the third level of profound energy, and it's time to practice profound skills." Ye Ting said leisurely.

Hearing this, Qiu Wen's black eyes lit up. Although he has reached the third stage of profound energy, he still doesn't know any moves. Although there are goshawks ambushing him, he still looks very simple.Now that Ye Ting wants him to practice profound skills, how could she not like it.

"You come with me."

Qiu Wen nodded, followed Ye Ting quickly, and walked to the center of the yard before stopping.

"What I want to teach you is the low-grade mysterious skill of the spiritual level, the coiled silk cotton palm, which is the mysterious skill my mother practiced when she was young." Ye Ting stopped and said.

Qiu Wen was not disappointed because he was a low-grade profound skill at the spiritual level. He knew that he couldn't eat a fat man with one bite, but now he was only at the third level of profound energy, and martial arts at the spiritual level were more suitable for him.

Seeing that Qiu Wen didn't speak, Ye Ting misunderstood Qiu Wen's dislike for the low level of profound energy, so she said: "Don't underestimate it, coiled silk palms, exquisite, palm strength is weak but not fading, subtle and inexhaustible, like fluffy Xue Yang, continuous and unbroken, his cultivation to great success is comparable to a high-grade profound skill of the spiritual rank."

"Look carefully!"

Ye Ting suddenly spread her hands and feet, her steps moved, and her figure was erratic, her palms were weak and weak, but she was unable to hide the needle. In an instant, Ye Ting's palms changed, and they opened and closed, but each palm kept three points of strength road.

Qiu Wen looked at Ye Ting engrossed, tried hard to write down every move, and realized the essentials of the palm technique. Time seemed to stand still, and everything around him was automatically ignored by Qiu Wen.

"Well"

Ye Ting was afraid that Qiu Wen would not be able to remember the reason, so after typing this several times, she stopped, looked at Qiu Wen, and said, "Remember?"

"Remember." Qiu Wen said.

"Do you understand?" Ye Ting asked again.

Qiu Wen pondered for a moment.Nodded, then shook his head again.

"Huh? Then call and see." Ye Ting was confused by Qiu Wen's answer.

"Uh, good."

Then, Qiu Wen took a step forward, and slowly spread his palms, coiled palms, and was struck out by him with a bit of jerky.

Ye Ting, who was standing aside, looked at Qiu Wen, very relieved.Although Qiu Wen's palm technique was a bit jerky, and he didn't really grasp the essence of the Pansi Mian Palm, after all, it was the first time for Qiu Wen to come into contact with profound skills. Such achievements showed that Qiu Wen's comprehension was very high.It seems that his son has inherited his father's talent.

"Wen'er, stop." Ye Ting interrupted.

Qiu Wen closed his hands upon hearing this, and looked at his mother, hoping for her evaluation.

"Wen'er, your comprehension is good. It's really not easy to make palms like this." Ye Ting nodded, very satisfied, and then said: "But remember, coiled silk palms are soft and firm , looks cottony but weak, but in fact there are needles hidden in the cotton, with softness in the rigidity, and every palm leaves three points of strength. Yin and Yang follow each other, continuous."

Qiu Wen muttered his mother's words in his mouth, and then spread his silk cotton palm again.

In the courtyard of the Qiu family, the young man danced with palms, sweating profusely, and looked extremely serious on his small face.