The first three styles of the Great Songyang Divine Palm are "Danfeng Chaoyang Tuotian Zhenyang Yangguan Three Stacks".

The seemingly simple three styles, in fact, each style contains an extremely mysterious martial arts true meaning, integrating nearly 100 kinds of energy operations, as well as the route of move fusion!

Fortunately, Jin Yong's system has a metamorphosis, every martial art, whether advanced or not, can be directly introduced, and Xiang Yun can now perform the first type of 'Danfeng Chaoyang', but the price is that the painful torture just now is worse than death.

"I don't know what the power of this Great Songyang Divine Palm is, it must be very powerful to torture me so badly!"

The first time he learned a high-level martial art, Xiang Yun was of course eager to try, seeing that the cultivation room was spacious, he simply got up and came to the center of the cultivation room, Xiang Yun's body stood still, and began to adjust the breath in his body!

Xiang Yun let the qi and blood in his body rise slowly, the cloud power circulated in the meridians, the divine thoughts covered the whole body, the qi and acupoints around the body rhythm, and after several times of pranayama, he had already reached the peak of his state!

At this moment, Xiang Yun's gaze suddenly sharpened, and the purple fire dragon condensed by the cloud power and the two beast crystals in his body roared and soared, operating in an extremely mysterious route!

The temperature in Xiang Yun's body was suddenly scorching, especially when he put his hands at his side, Xiang Yun only felt that his arms and palms had heated up sharply, just like two blazing furnaces!

A powerful energy quickly condensed in Xiang Yun's palms, and the cloud power in Xiang Yun's body was even more crazy, rushing towards his palms, essence, qi, and spirit, rising from the ground like mountains at this moment, the momentum was amazing!

"Da Songyang Divine Palm, the first style, Danfeng Chaoyang!"

Xiang Yun shouted violently, stretched his palms forward, and only heard a breathtaking 'chirp' sound, Xiang Yun's palms in front of him, the fire surged, and a young phoenix reborn from the fire, with its wings wrapped around its whole body, was about to spread its wings and soar into the sky!

At this moment, Xiang Yun's palms and meridians, like the Yellow River bursting its banks, the cloud power poured out, like a flood, this rolling cloud power poured into the body of the fire phoenix at full speed, almost instantly, the cloud power in Xiang Yun's body had already consumed seven or eight points, and his face immediately turned pale!

However, what shocked Xiang Yun was that the fire phoenix still failed to spread its wings, that is to say, the cloud power infused by himself was not enough!

Although Xiang Yun was shocked in his heart, his palms were already as hot as fire at this moment, and the cloud power in his body was like a river and a lake bursting an embankment, which could not be interrupted, and it could be said that it was difficult to ride a tiger.

Xiang Yun could only grit his teeth and suddenly poured all the remaining cloud power in his body into the body of the fire phoenix, full of ten percent of cloud power, almost nothing left into it!

"Chirp ......!"

At this moment, the fire phoenix phantom just let out a sound, chirped weakly, spread its wings slightly, and its body was shrouded in dim golden flames, flying forward, bringing up a long rainbow!

Xiang Yun exhausted ten percent of his cloud power, and finally reluctantly used this palm!

The fire phoenix was actually able to directly leave its body and crash straight into the golden wall of the main hall of the cultivation room!

"Knock ......!"

Today's loud bang, as if two mountains collided, a huge sound echoed in the main hall, the sound wave was strong, it actually set off a huge wind wave, Xiang Yun, who had collapsed on the ground, his body flew directly, and hit the hard wall of the cultivation room, and then it was swept by the wind, and it rolled on the ground incessantly! .

For a while, the sky was spinning, and his mind was buzzing, Xiang Yun's body was still full of wind and waves, and the aftermath was still gone!

"What an indestructible sect master cultivation room, what an incomparably domineering Great Songyang Divine Palm!"

Xiang Yun only had time to sigh in his heart, even if he fainted directly, he practiced the function and dizzed himself, Xiang Yun could be regarded as a strange person in the cultivation world.

At noon that day, Xiang Yun woke up faintly, feeling his weak body, and the first thing Xiang Yun did was to meditate and breathe to restore cloud power.

Fortunately, the cultivation speed of the sect master's cultivation room was three times that of the outside world, and the speed of cloud power recovery was naturally three times that of the outside world.

He couldn't help but sigh a little, it seems that this great Songyang Divine Palm, he really can't use it at will in the future.

The power of this palm technique, of course, is not to say, even if it does not exert the true power of the first type, it can have such power, if it can be fully displayed, its power will definitely be even more terrifying!

But the consumption of this palm technique is too great!

Xiang Yun is now a seven-cloud martial artist, and his cloud power has increased a lot compared to the beginning, and he has consumed the cloud power of his whole body when he uses this Great Songyang Divine Palm First Form, and he has not yet fully exerted the power of this First Form.

Advanced martial arts, it is really not so easy to use, if you want to use this palm freely, I am afraid that you have also obtained the Huangyun realm, and you can only wait for the cloud power condensation, and the energy in your body will rise greatly.

Despite this, Xiang Yun was still very happy in his heart, this time on the mountain, not only did he decide the matter of establishing the sect, but he also advanced to the Qiyun Martial Artist and obtained the Great Songyang Divine Palm, no matter how you look at it, he also made a lot of money.

Now he is not in a hurry to go down the mountain, in this sect master's cultivation room, his luck in the lottery seems to be very good, it is better to practice here for a few days, and when the system reward on the seventh day of the fifth month is drawn, it is not too late to go down the mountain, and Xiang Yun's storage ring is also filled with food and water, so he can retreat here.

In the next two days, Xiang Yun was in this sect master's cultivation room, concentrating on cultivation, in addition to improving his cultivation, in the past two days, he also took out the martial art "Phantom God Cone" that Luo Ning gave him.

This is a martial art of spiritual attack, without the perverted transmission method of Jin Yong's martial arts system, Xiang Yun can only look through this book page by page, the more he reads, the more hot Xiang Yun's heart becomes, I can't imagine that the divine thought is so useful!

Now Xiang Yun's divine thoughts, more often, are used to observe the enemy during battle, or the situation around the battlefield, nothing more, but this phantom god cone is to teach Xiang Yun how to use the power of divine thoughts into an attack method that kills people without seeing blood and cannot be prevented!

This martial art is to allow cultivators to condense the power of their own divine thoughts into a whirl, and then use subtle manipulation to turn into a cone.

Using the power of one's own divine thoughts to attack the souls of others, the light can make the other party lose his mind for a moment, and the worst can even kill people in an instant, without seeing a trace of blood.

And the biggest feature of the power of divine thought is that it is shadowless and formless, and it is difficult to find a trajectory.

In addition to the extraordinary power of this martial art, the biggest characteristic is that it is 'invincible', even if the opponent's cultivation is profound, it is very likely to be hit, of course, if the enemy's divine thoughts are also very strong, it may not work, and may even be counterattacked!

Xiang Yun only skimmed it once, and immediately realized the power of this martial art.

Yun Wu Warrior's moves, especially those between masters, the victory or defeat is often between the lightning and flint, and the surprise of the Phantom God Cone can help oneself, and strive for this moment, or even longer, the usefulness is unimaginable!

At that moment, Xiang Yun straightened his mentality, revisited the first page and began to study carefully, trying to cultivate, he believed that once he cultivated himself into an illusion god cone, his strength would inevitably go to a higher level!

However, Xiang Yun overestimated his own ability too much, and underestimated the difficulty of the cultivation of the Phantom God Cone, although he was a human being in two lives, so that his spiritual power was much stronger than ordinary people, but the cultivation of martial arts was originally focused on the word 'refining'.

It is like a fire boiling fine iron, sometimes attacking with fierce fire, sometimes boiling with a small fire, and sometimes it is also necessary to take a furnace fire and constantly polish it with an iron hammer, and the power of divine thoughts is an invisible substance, which is more difficult to control than the power of clouds, and it is naturally more difficult to cultivate.

After two days of hard work, Xiang Yun couldn't touch the skin of this martial art, but fortunately, he was not discouraged and still persevered in his cultivation.

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Cultivation has no years, and time is like flowing water.

On the morning of the seventh day of the first month of May, Xiang Yun, who consumed a lot of divine power because of the cultivation of the Phantom God Cone, couldn't stand the sleepiness last night, and slept with the turtle breath gong, and the fetus breathed all night, knowing that he only woke up from the turtle breath gong this morning, and it was hazy, Xiang Yun went directly to the system lottery!

......

When Xiang Yun withdrew from the lottery system, the expression on his face was not ugly, nor joyful, but showed a wicked smile.

Xiang Yun suddenly opened his mouth and said something, but strangely, there was no sound in the cultivation room.

And at this moment, nearly a hundred miles away from Qingming Mountain, in the backyard of Qin Feng City's Shizi Mansion, outside the fence of the stable, Lao Liangtou is quite leisurely today.

He bought a plate of peanuts, a plate of braised beef, and a jar of osmanthus aged wine in the osmanthus lane in the city.

Lao Liangtou reached out and grabbed a handful of peanuts, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them rattling, and then reached out again, picked up a glass of osmanthus wine, took a sip, smacked his lips, Lao Liangtou's gaze was firmly on the other hand, holding a book.

Lao Liangtou frowned, his expression was extremely focused, sometimes he praised it, sometimes shook his head and sighed, sometimes he got together, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, he turned the next page with his oily hand, and Lao Liangtou suddenly showed a shocked face!

"Oops...... Oh, yes, that's good! These albums ordered by the prince are really getting more and more tasteful, oops...... Even this posture is eye-opening, eye-opening!"

Lao Liang's face is not red and his heart is not beating, a gesture of pointing at the country and commenting on the head and feet, holding the spring breeze building in the city, the latest Spring Palace album to observe and appreciate, people who don't know, still think that he is looking at what Chinese classics, nostalgic for the past and the present.

Just when Lao Liang tilted his head, picked up the wine glass, and stared at the woman who seemed to be resentful and resentful, with a full and graceful figure, the looming delicate body!

"Hey...... Old Liangtou, I'm looking at the Spring Palace again!"

Suddenly, next to Lao Liangtou's ears, there was a sudden laughter!

"Ouch, hey......!"

This voice came too suddenly, even Lao Liangtou was startled, the wine glass in his hand was thrown out on the spot, and the Spring Palace album fell out of his hand, and Lao Liangtou almost fell from the bench!

"Who...... Who dares to tease the old man!" Lao Liangtou looked up nervously, but he didn't see a single figure, not even any strange breath.

Just as Lao Liang was touching his head and was puzzled, the voice came again: "Hehe...... Old Liangtou, were you taken aback by me?"

"Lord Shizi!"

Lao Liangtou heard it clearly this time, this voice is very familiar, and it is clearly Xiang Yun's voice!

Lao Liangtou's eyes widened in surprise, because at this moment, he didn't feel Xiang Yun's breath, at least there was no Xiang Yun's breath in Qin Feng City, and there was no breath of the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers.

And what's even more strange is that he can't even find out the source of this sound, you must know that in today's world, there are only two ways for cloud warriors to transmit sounds, one is to use cloud power to 'condense the sound into a line', and the other is to use the divine mind to 'transmit the sound of the heart pot'.

The two methods of sound transmission, whether it is 'divine thought' or 'cloud power', are all traces to follow, unless they are facing an existence that is higher than their own cultivation, or they are covered up with secret methods, they can detect the fluctuation of this kind of sound transmission.

And Lao Liangtou is a master at the Tianyun level, and the wind and grass in Qin Feng City can hardly escape his detection, let alone with Xiang Yun's cultivation, how can he make trouble under his nose?

However, a strange thing came to the door, no matter how Lao Liangtou probed and searched, there was not the slightest fluctuation in the space, divine thoughts or cloud power!

"Damn, I've seen a ghost, it must be that the old man has been too worried recently and hallucinated. Lao Liangtou couldn't help muttering.

However, the next moment, Xiang Yun's playful voice came from his ears again: "Hehe...... Old Liang Tou, the prince of this world has now practiced peerless magic skills!"

"How can there be hallucinations!" Lao Liangtou couldn't help but raise his hand and gave himself a slap!

And far away at the peak of the Qingying Mountain in the Silver Moon Mountain Range, Xiang Yun in the sect master's cultivation room was already smiling, very proud, he could almost imagine the stunned look of Lao Liangtou in the Shizi Mansion.