Failure to control the technique of aura compression seems very simple.

At this time, Guan Heng's blue spirit breathed into his palms. He shook his head slightly and said to himself: It is indeed a martial skill that can only be used by a master of the strong orange spirit. With my current blue spirit cultivation, I am afraid that it is

Quite difficult.

However, it is definitely not Guan Heng's style to give up easily after trying it once or twice. At this moment, he was very interested, so he decided to persist in understanding it a few more times.

In this way, Guan Heng practiced repeatedly for more than an hour, but unfortunately he still couldn't get the key. However, the blue spiritual energy in his body was tempered many times and became deeper and more solemn. It was not a gain at all.

At this time, the Ghost Swallowing Tiger had already sent Dou Wanxin back to the City Lord's Mansion, and walked into the thatched hut himself, lying lazily next to Agou, watching Guan Heng sweating and training hard there.

There was a window in the thatched house that let in the moonlight. Just now, Guan Heng had taken the girl in the black coffin out of the coffin and placed her on the bamboo mat in front of the window, letting her bathe in the moonlight.

There was also Agou. This silly big guy had already finished his food and was yawning in boredom as he watched Guan Heng comprehend and practice Juhuang Strike. But gradually, a sudden clarity appeared in Agou's eyes. He seemed to feel

The action Guan Heng is performing has something to do with him

Hu You was just a little bit close to successfully gathering the air mass. At this time, Guan Heng smiled bitterly and wiped the sweat from his head. Although he felt helpless, it would be good to be more proficient in this martial arts. Guan Heng only thought in his heart

Being able to remind myself like this serves as a spur of faith.

Suddenly, Guan Heng felt Agou behind him slowly stand up. He quickly turned around to watch, trying to confirm what Agou was going to do. At this moment, Agou started to perform a set of actions as if no one was watching.

First he stretched out his palms, but instead of bringing them together, he spread his fingers apart, and then clasped them tightly for a sudden moment, and then separated them. Agou seemed unwilling to mobilize the black energy in his body, perhaps because he was afraid of getting a headache.

The result may be that the grass ring made by Guan Heng was restrained on his wrist, so he was simply doing the same set of steps.

Agou, are you imitating my appearance just now? At this moment, Guan Heng looked at it interestingly, so he casually said: You are not doing it right. Just now I spread my palms and closed my fingers.

After Guan Heng said this, he started to do it again subconsciously, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind: No, the person who used the wrong move is not Agou, but me.

Guan Heng saw that Agou's movements were very similar except for the initial part that was completely opposite to his own, so Guan Heng made this bold speculation in his mind.

Agou, do you know the actual steps for performing this Juhuang Strike? At this moment, Guan Heng was extremely surprised, but the first thing he thought of was not those trivial matters, but to hurry up Agou.

The movements performed are copied and you learn them yourself.

Just like that, Guan Heng followed Agou's actions at the next moment, stretched out his palms quickly, spread his fingers, and let the blue spiritual energy gather at the fingertips in an instant. He only heard a soft swish sound, and the compressed spiritual energy mass as big as a fist was steep.

Suddenly gathered in both palms, Guan Hengwei was immediately shocked: This, he succeeded so easily

Just when Guan Heng was surprised, the group of spiritual energy that had just gathered suddenly dissipated. It was obviously because Guan Heng was unsettled and lost his balance. However, once you have a successful experience, you don't have to worry about the second or third time.

After Guan Heng repeatedly tried dozens of times, he was finally able to move the compressed air mass of blue silk spiritual energy freely in an instant.

Guan Heng breathed a long sigh of relief and a relaxed smile flashed across his face. He turned around and said to Agou: Hey, thank you for reminding me. Why are you already asleep?

It turned out that at this time, Agou had already stretched out on the bamboo bed, and fell asleep with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. Seeing this scene, Guan Heng just shook his head and smiled bitterly: You guy, I don’t know if you are really stupid or fake.

stupid

After saying this, Guan Heng felt a wave of weakness in his body. He was a little tired. At this time, he wiped the sweat with his sleeves and glanced at the girl lying on the bamboo mat in front of the window.

Guan Heng thought to himself: Just as I guessed, this girl has red hair during the day, but at night, her hair is as black as ink. Just as Sister Wa said, there are two in Qing Huang's soul.

There are two different clones, one is the familiar Qing Huang, and the other is the black-haired girl in front of me.

No one knows what kind of character this black-haired girl is. Guan Heng looked at the little girl’s delicate face with picturesque eyebrows and murmured to himself: Actually, I also want to know you, because you are originally

They are Qing Huang's sisters.

Speaking of this, Guan Heng suddenly noticed something: Hey, this girl's hair seems to have grown. Could it be that it is growing slowly?

Guan Heng's eyes were blazing. In fact, he was not wrong. Originally, the black coffin girl's hair was only at the level of her forehead and ears, but now it covered her eyes.

At this moment, Guan Heng could hardly suppress the excitement in his heart: Since her hair can grow back, it proves that the period of awakening is not far away. As long as I continue to collect Qinghuang's remnant soul and integrate it into this body,

Sooner or later, even Qinghuang, whose soul is incomplete, will wake up.

At the same time, there was a residence in Mingyu City where the Hu people, one of the four major alien races, were staying.

It makes no sense, why haven't the two people sent out come back yet? At this time, Geng Zhong, full of anxiety, was pacing back and forth in the room.

Suddenly, there was only a soft creaking sound, the door was opened, and a leader of the Hu tribe hurriedly walked in from the outside. He whispered to Geng Zhong: Uncle tribe, something serious has happened. The two brothers we sent out have already suffered.

It took a lot of effort to find their bodies in a back alley.

Damn thing

The furious Geng Zhong gave the other party a slap in the face. He shouted in a low voice: It was because of your idea that they should follow that brat and wait for an opportunity to strike. This is a good move. The enemy was not killed, so we were in vain.

They lost the lives of two tribesmen, what a bunch of trash

Yes, my nephew deserves to die. Please forgive me, uncle. The tribesman who entered the door cursed in his heart that he was angered by the other party, but he did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face. He just covered his red and swollen face and said carefully: Uncle, look.

what should we do next

Huh, what else can I do? The informant I arranged in the city lord's palace has sent a message back, saying that Dou Tianwei, the man who killed Qian Dao, has decided to form an alliance with the Tianyu tribe. At this moment, Geng Zhong said bitterly: Now we

The situation of leading the Hu people is very bad.
Chapter completed!