Tang Wan was well aware of Bei Ya's culinary skills, watching the old man wipe out many delicacies on the table, Tang Wan even sweated for him.

If, by accident, he choked his throat and didn't catch his breath, and went straight over, Tang Wan would not be so much fun.

Not only was the fake death incident exposed, but there was also a life lawsuit.

"Old man, senior, senior, senior Nether..."

Tang Wan kept calling the old man's name, and finally snatched the old man's chopsticks away.

But the old man ignored Tang Wan at all, picked up a pair of chopsticks from the side again, and Tang Wan continued to snatch them, but this time, the old man obviously didn't let Tang Wan mess around.

The wrists of the two kept staggering, and the chopsticks were turning between the old man's fingers. After about two seconds, the old man's wrist shook slightly, and Tang Wan felt as if his body was being pushed As if at once, he took the chair and fell backwards.

Thanks to the North Crow who supported him from behind, otherwise, he would have fallen heavily into a big somersault.

Tang Wan was not annoyed because he almost fell, on the contrary, he was very happy.

Because in the process of fighting for chopsticks with the old man just now, Tang Wan discovered a fighting technique that he had never discovered before.

Judging from the previous battles, Tang Wan knew his own shortcomings, that is, his attacks had no skill, and he could only simply pursue strength.

Especially this time, in the duel with Yi Xing, the reason why Tang Wan was able to win was entirely due to the powerful suppression of the dragon fire gun and his own recovery ability.

Without these, it would be almost impossible to win against Yi Xing.

Because Tang Wan didn't have any attacking skills, he felt like a pouring tool for the spirit pool.

It's like being a wooden barrel. When you need to hit someone, you just open the lid, and then pour the contents of the barrel towards the enemy and you're done.

This feeling made him very sad and troubled, so much so that he would rather risk his fake death being discovered than go to West Lake on New Year's Eve.

The purpose is to learn swordsmanship, to learn the powerful swordsmanship of the Sword Immortal Taoist, the swordsmanship that can pull a thousand catties in fours and twos, and win with skill.

But now, just now, Tang Wan deeply felt the power flowing from the old man's wrist. This power was like flowing water, making Tang Wan unable to do anything.

And this flowing energy will drive itself and flow with it, and finally, at a certain moment, a powerful force will erupt.

Such ability and fighting skills were exactly what he needed. Tang Wan looked at the chopsticks in the old man's hand in surprise, and then suddenly rushed forward.

He wanted to experience the feeling just now again, maybe he could learn without a teacher.

But the old man You Ming didn't give him this chance. The old man quickly picked up his job when Tang Wan just made a move, and then left the seat in a flash.

Tang Wan ran away and saw the old man holding a rice bowl full of delicious food, savoring it with relish.

He stood up slowly, then walked up to the old man, and bowed respectfully.

"Senior, can you teach me the trick you just did?"

You Ming's attention has been completely attracted by Bei Ya's delicious food. While devouring the food, he said vaguely: "After eating, ask again!"

"Okay," Tang Wan nodded excitedly and said, "Okay, junior is waiting for you."

After about half an hour, the old man slowly put the rice bowl on the table, and gave Beiya a thumbs up with a satisfied face.

"Little girl, your cooking skills are really good! My old man can't eat you for free, so tell me, what can I do for you?"

Beiya looked at Tang Wan, smiled and said, "Then please teach him the trick just now."

"What?" The old man wanted to sit up straight, but found that he had eaten too much, and it was still difficult to sit up.

He moved around on the chair, found a more comfortable position, and said doubtfully, "Which move? What move? Why don't I know?"

Tang Wan's face drooped immediately, and she thought to herself, "What kind of old man is this? He looks like he's in his 90s or [-]s. Why is he still playing this trick of selective amnesia?"

Seeing the helpless faces of the two, the old man chuckled, "Forget it, forget it, I won't tease you anymore, it's all your fault, little girl, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be so obsessed with eating, and Liu Yunqi would have It won't be exposed."

"Liuyunqi?" Tang Wan immediately grasped this key word.

The old man nodded and said: "Let me tell you simply, the psychic will consume the spiritual power in the spirit pool when using skills, but they are all passive. When you know the spiritual power very well, the spiritual power will change. A very powerful qi, a psychic who can use qi, is called a qi master."

"There are many kinds of qi, depending on the psychic's own talent and training time. Things that are very chance, can't be forced. Like me, Liuyun Qi can split and reorganize its own power."

As he spoke, the old man stretched out his palm, and with his other hand, he picked up a baked sweet potato from the table and placed it on his palm.

Tang Wan was surprised to find that the roasted sweet potato was floating on the old man's palm.

But the old man's palm was obviously nothing, not even a speck of color.

The old man's voice sounded again, "This is Liuyun Qi turning the power into flowing energy, supporting the sweet potato to float on my palm, turn it over, and then..."

Speaking of this, I saw that the old man's fingers were slightly bent, and the surface of the sweet potato was curved.

As the old man clenched his fists quickly, the sweet potato suddenly turned into a pile of broken pieces.

It exploded as if squeezed by a huge force.

Tang Wan watched everything that happened in surprise, a trace of crystal liquid gradually dripped from the corner of her mouth.

"Hey! Halazi, oh, why are you so worthless, young man..."

Tang Wan sucked in her saliva, and then excitedly said to the old man: "Senior, please teach me this way!"

The old man shook his head gently and said: "There are a hundred qi masters in a hundred people. This thing can only be learned by oneself, and cannot be taught by others, but I can tell you a shortcut. If you want to be better The best way to control your own spiritual power is to push yourself into a corner."

"Pressed into a desperate situation?" After hearing this sentence, Tang Wan couldn't help sighing in her heart and said, "Oh, it's over, with my indestructible body, how could there be any desperate situation..."

Tang Wan didn't expect that just after he discovered a skill that was very suitable for him, he found it very difficult to learn this skill.

Usually, I have never paid attention to the spiritual power in my body. I thought they had no other function except to provide me with the energy to use cards.

But I didn't expect that they could be transformed into such a powerful energy.

Tang Wan closed her eyes, feeling the spiritual power in her body, but found that she couldn't feel it at all.

Although he could see his own spirit pond and the blue liquid tumbling inside, they seemed to be strangers to Tang Wan. Although he could see them, he couldn't communicate with them.

The old man looked at Tang Wan's frowning, and said with a smile, "There is no need to rush this kind of thing. If it is really so easy to obtain the power of Qi, then there will be no legend of the Five Kings in the world."

"Five Kings?" Beiya took the old man's words at this time, "I've heard that, according to legend, among the psychics, there are five very powerful people who are called Five Kings. These people work for the psychic government. It is the most powerful organization directly under the psychic government."

Tang Wan opened his eyes at this time, and then asked suspiciously: "Senior, are you one of the five kings?"

The old man shook his head, "I'm not. I will only use Liuyun Qi in my old age. I'm already looking like a dying willow. Why bother to cause trouble? The reason why I say this is because I want to become one of the five kings." , the most basic requirement is to be an air master."

The old man continued in a slow voice: "You know that awakening is divided into a first-level and a second-level. Then, a qi master is an advanced version of a psychic. When you get in touch with more masters in the future, you will find that their qi control The level is very high.”

"To put it bluntly, if you want to reach the pinnacle of a psychic master, you must learn how to control Qi. Maybe you can join the Five Kings after you learn it."

Tang Wan smiled nonchalantly and said, "What? Are they recruiting now?"

There was a hint of sadness in the old man You Ming's eyes. He looked at the bright moon gradually rising in the sky, and his voice drifted into the distance, vaguely.

"Because, since your master died, there has been a vacancy for the Five Kings, and this position has been reserved for so many years."

"My master?" Tang Wan was startled, "Senior, do you know my master?"

"Of course," the old man chuckled, "Lu Shuofang, that's the strongest of the Five Kings, but then again, which one of the Five Kings is not the strongest."

As soon as Tang Wan heard about Master, his eyes lit up immediately, "Senior, you, please tell me about Master."

The old man waved his hand, "Oh, it's all a long time ago, I'm sad, let's talk briefly, although your master is said to be among the five kings, but he didn't work under the government, and we haven't been in touch for a long time, either. When I heard his news again, it was the sad news of his sacrifice."

Tang Wan sighed helplessly and said, "That's right, Master sacrificed, in the battle with ghosts..."

As she spoke, Tang Wan's eyes were gradually filled with a cloud of crystal clear liquid.

Seeing Tang Wan's sad look, the old man moved his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything.

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