Wuguan Sanjue

Chapter 19 Spiritual Power Control
Gathering sand into a tower, dripping water into ice.

With the passage of time, Mu Hao was completely immersed in the practice of mind, and his control over spiritual power gradually increased. The tiny spiritual power is like a jumping elf, disappearing, appearing, becoming bigger and smaller.

Spiritual power is like a part of Mu Hao's body. The heartbeat and random transformation of spiritual power make Mu Hao's mental power feel tired. Absolute control of spiritual power consumes a lot of mental power and mental power. 【Killing God Art】 too difficult.Even people with a higher realm than Mu Hao may not be able to fully grasp it, and of course they need luck against the sky.

Monster-like talent, unfathomable luck, tenacious patience, and indomitable perseverance. ． ． ． ． ．These are all necessary to become a strong man.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Hao couldn't take it anymore after several days of continuous practice. He stood up, and Mu Hao's body was already stiff after sitting for a long time. His limbs made crackling sounds, and Mu Hao couldn't help but feel a burst of relief.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the whole ground shook. Mu Hao could clearly feel the attic shaking a few times even in the attic.Soon there was a scream, which was extremely ear-piercing. Seeing the guests fleeing in all directions, the steward shook his head helplessly. The one above managed to survive, but the one below became restless. The guys also ran outside one after another. Bring about disaster.

The steward was like an old pedant, shaking his head, with his hands behind his back, muttering something in his mouth, without the slightest worry, he rushed towards the backyard slowly, only he felt the vibration coming from the backyard, and there was only one person in the backyard, That is Li Hope, the poor boy who came with Mu Hao, he regretted his affairs to the extreme, why didn't he find another place for Li Hope at the beginning, and now there is such a big commotion, the loss of Zhenbao Pavilion is something that poor boy can't make up for in his life of.

After a few breaths, Mu Hao also arrived at the backyard. At first glance, the backyard was built later. The layout and materials are not up to the mark at all, so this is also the reason why the steward handed over the backyard to Li Xixi. place of residence. ． ． ．
Li hoped to be like a puppet, standing in the middle of the collapsed house, his face covered with dust, his head lowered, looking at his fist tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Looking at the demented Li Hope, Mu Hao could only laugh or cry. Everything in front of him, Mu Hao knew at a glance that all of this was caused by Li Hope, but the movement was too loud, but when he thought of Li Hope angrily beating Majiagou Mu Hao quickly felt relieved when he saw the leg, "This Li Hope is not easy!" Mu Hao thought to himself.

The steward, who was originally full of anger, stopped when he saw Mu Hao waiting not far from Li Hope, and even sent out the guys who came to watch the fun, so as not to affect anything.

After a long time, Li hoped to raise his head, his eyes were full of bewilderment, doubt, and puzzlement. ． ． ． ． ． ．

Li hoped that the whole person would look very strange. As for why it was so strange, Mu Hao didn't understand, so he could only stand behind him and wait quietly.

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"Brother, you said that such a simple punch has such great power." Li hoped to punch out, and the wind of the punch roared, and the power was extraordinary.

"Hope, not bad!" Mu Hao asked himself, although his punching power far surpassed Li Hope's, but you must know that Mu Hao has been practicing since he was a child, even his starting point is different.

"Brother, look at this!"

[Collapse Mountain Fist], Mu Hao holds it in his hand, the paper of this martial art is very simple, even to the extreme, there is nothing special about it. ． ． ． ． ． ．

After watching the martial arts, Mu Hao couldn't help taking a deep breath.Although [Collapse Mountain Fist] is only a low-rank martial art at the prefecture level, it can even compete with high-rank martial arts at the prefecture level if it has been practiced so well.

"Hope, you have memorized all these contents!" Mu Hao felt incredible.

"Brother, these are too simple, look..." Li Xiwang practiced his martial arts in the backyard like a King Kong with angry eyes. Rivers, torrential.

"Boom!"

Li Hope punched heavily on the wall, making a crisp sound, the entire wall collapsed and dust splashed everywhere.Looking at the steward's naked eyes, he said, "This is too destructive! If it goes on like this, the entire Zhenbao Pavilion is not enough to be demolished!"

"Little brother, stop!" Li Hope's eager voice reached Mu Hao's ears.

Li hoped to stop quickly, stood motionless on the spot, waiting for Li Kaiwang's arrival, looked at the messy backyard, and looked not far away as if he was about to eat his steward, Li Kaiwang suddenly felt a chill in his heart. "Hey! These good days are over again!"

Facing Li Kaiwang who was about to go berserk, Li Hope scratched his head in embarrassment, and showed what he thought was the brightest smile, "Brother, look at me!" Li Hope didn't realize the seriousness of what he did at all. Watching his brother show off his achievements.

"Snapped!"

Li Kaiwang slapped Li Hope heavily on the head, without any courtesy.Pulling Li Hope to walk towards the steward, I can only hope that the steward can forgive Li Hope for his mistakes, otherwise, for the two brothers, without the backing of Zhenbao Pavilion, their chances of survival are very slim.

The steward was about to say something, but the words hadn't come out yet.A majestic voice came from a distance. "Clean up the backyard well, let this little brother practice here, and keep other insignificant people away."

The steward's face was flushed red, and he suppressed the words that came to his lips, and suppressed the anger he was about to express.He could only curse a few words secretly in his heart, and quickly arranged for someone to clean up Houyuan's mess.

Hearing that it was Li Luori's voice, Mu Hao also let out a sigh of relief. Now that he has the words from the owner of the Zhenbao Pavilion, no matter how much Li hopes to mess around in the backyard, there will be no trouble.

"Hao'er, hurry up to the second floor!" A soft voice came into Mu Hao's ears.

Glancing at the relieved Li Kaiwang, Mu Hao left in a hurry, "I don't know why Uncle Li is looking for me?"

Li Luori was dressed in white, her long hair was tied up casually with cloth strips, draped over her back, with her hands on her back, standing by the window, she looked extremely free and easy.

Hearing Mu Hao's footsteps, Li Luoyang turned around. Suddenly, Li Luoyang found that Mu Hao had changed. It was only a few days. Li Luoyang felt that Mu Hao must have changed, but Li Luoyang couldn't tell. Ho is one of those that has changed.

Li Luori even found that he couldn't see through Mu Hao, as if Mu Hao had an extra layer of armor on his body, and he couldn't sense Mu Hao's cultivation level at all. You must know that your own cultivation level is something that Mu Hao absolutely looks up to. !
Suppressing the shock in my heart, "Hao Er, the changes on the wall must be related to you!"

"Yes!"

"Good, good, very good!" Li Luori said repeatedly.

"Hao'er, remember not to mention the things on the wall to anyone, including your master, only you know and I know! Do you understand?" Li Luori patted Mu Hao's shoulder heavily.

Feeling the strength from his shoulders, he felt a warm feeling in his heart, and nodded heavily. ． ． ． ． ．
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"There are still 20 days until the Fenglin Grand Competition, Hao'er, you have to be prepared! Do everything you can to know the destiny, believe that you know it? Feel free to ask me if you don't understand anything about cultivation, don't be polite!"

"Uncle, I want to see how you manipulate spiritual power?"

"Manipulate spiritual power." After the words fell, a group of burning flames appeared on Li Luori's fingertips, dancing and cheering.

"Spiritual power is the foundation of martial power. A martial art without spiritual power is like a tree without roots or water without a source. It can't exert its power at all. Of course, when you reach a higher level, you will find that there are not only There is a kind of spiritual power, and there are many other kinds of power, but the methods of manipulation are the same. Therefore, the manipulation of spiritual power is very important.”

A piece of spiritual power, Li Luori quickly divided it into two parts, four parts, eight parts, and sixteen parts. ． ． ． ． ．The number continued to increase, without any waste of spiritual power, and then hundreds of spiritual powers flashed past like Li Xuan's sharp arrows, only to see small holes left on the originally intact mahogany window, carelessly I can't even see clearly, it's densely packed.

"laugh!"

The screaming sound pierced through the air, making Mu Hao's ears tremble and hurt. The hundreds of spiritual powers that had been shot out went outside, gathered, and returned to Li Luori's fingertips again.

Looking at Li Luori's control, Mu Hao seemed to have grasped something, "It's hard to get back the water, but for ordinary people, as long as they control it well, there will be a way to get it back before the water hits the ground, and the same is true for spiritual power. "

"I understand!" Mu Hao said involuntarily, as if he was talking to himself, or to Li Luori, and turned around to see him. ． ． ． ． ． ．

In Maple Leaf City, the bustling streets are full of voices and traffic, hawkers shouting, children crying, adults shouting angrily, and the sound of bargaining and bargaining intertwined.

A figure flashed past, like a running rhinoceros, like a sharp arrow soaring into the sky, flowing with clouds and flowing water, without the slightest obstacle, some crowded streets seemed to be empty, Mu Hao was running fast, controlling the spiritual power of his whole body, assisting himself, making Every movement of myself has become incomparably perfect, except for the whistling wind in my ears, it is the sound of my own heartbeat.

After running for nearly half an hour, Mu Hao came to a mountain more than ten miles away from Maple Leaf City. This is a barren mountain, without any vitality, barren and inhabited.

There are huge stones on the mountain, which are black and reflect the dazzling sun's rays. The wind and sun have left many huge stones with wind marks, which is the power of nature.

"That's it, we can start." Facing the air, he said softly.

(End of this chapter)