Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1288 Teaching the Second Disciple

Chen Xiang has already become a disciple. Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Ding Xiang Ao Chun and others know that Ming Xiaoyang will never want them to see how he teaches his disciples.

After staying with Chenxiang for a few days, he said goodbye and left one after another.

Ding Xiang returned to Ding's house and waited for Chen Xiang to practice her skills before going to Ding's house to marry her; Ao Chun followed Zhu Bajie to learn more powerful skills; Sun Wukong naturally returned to the Holy Buddha Cave in Mount Emei to also practice his own kung fu.

When Chen Xiang masters his skills, they will definitely have a battle with Yang Jian, or to be precise, in heaven.

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"From today on, I will teach you the Wuji Qiankun Kung Fu." On this day, Ming Xiaoyang came to Chenxiang's residence in Xiaoyao Palace and announced.

"Thank you, master." After living in Xiaoyao Palace for so many days, the master finally relented and wanted to teach him his skills. Chenxiang was overjoyed.

Snapped!
  Ming Xiaoyang slapped Chen Xiang on the shoulder, and the mana flowed in his body, activating the natural mana Chen Xiang inherited from his mother.

Qiankun Wuji Kung!
  The innate Qiankun Gong, which was born out of the Guangcheng Immortal Sect, is even more powerful.

Condensing the Tao Yun and Tao Principles, every move and every move is like the incarnation of Tao. It is infinitely powerful and is definitely not inferior to the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique practiced by Yang Jian and Sun Wukong.

The scattered mana was stimulated and immediately circulated according to the route of Qiankun Wuji Gong. Chenxiang felt that the mana in his body was full, almost endless.

Bang!
  He clenched his fist and punched hard, hitting the void with a thunderous sound.

"Very good." Seeing Chen Xiang's punch, Ming Xiaoyang nodded with satisfaction, "Your qualifications are not bad."

"Practice this Qiankun Wuji Kung, and how much you can do depends on how much hard work you can do."

"Thank you, master." Chenxiang looked at her hands and said excitedly.

"Don't rush to say thank you," Ming Xiaoyang stopped him, "I am just a loyal person entrusted by others!"

"I am only responsible for passing on my skills to you. After you have mastered them, the rest will be your own."

"I understand, master." Even though Ming Xiaoyang said this, Chen Xiang was still grateful and said excitedly.

Bang!
  Bang!
  Bang!
  Day after day, week after week.

From then on, Chenxiang followed Ming Xiaoyang, practicing the Qiankun Wuji Kung Fu and martial arts tailored by this master for herself.

Ming Xiaoyang has practiced many martial arts skills throughout his life. Although he has rarely made any moves over the years, his martial arts skills are like wine that has faded away, becoming more and more mellow.

The professor gave Chen Xiang the most powerful method.

Practice the three-hour period in summer and the three-nine-month period in winter.

Chenxiang obtained the Qiankun Wuji Kung Fu, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice, and her magic power improved rapidly.

Naturally, he was even more in awe of this master.

But what he didn't know was that underneath this master's seemingly considerate care, what was hidden was a terrifying scheming.

Accepting him as his disciple was not for the sake of the Third Holy Mother, but because of another person he hated and hated the most.

In addition to him, there is another disciple in Xiaoyao Palace.

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Moon Spirit Hall!
  After teaching Chenxiang every day, Ming Xiaoyang turned around and went to Yueling Hall to teach the little fox Xiaoyu how to practice the splitting palm of the sky.

Splitting the Heaven Palm is a theory that exists in the mind of Master Yuding. Once you start practicing, it doesn't focus on magic power or realm, it all depends on power.

A cultivator must have an aura that can split the sky, in order to understand the essence of the God's Palm. Boom!
  Xiaoyu's magic power at the moment is almost the same as when her mother started practicing the Heaven-Splitting Divine Palm.

Under normal circumstances, with all the secrets available, it would take at least hundreds of years to master the ninth form of the Splitting Heaven Palm.

However, there was an expert beside her who knew the Split God Palm very well, and he could always point out the flaws in her practice.

In this way, Xiaoyu took a lot of detours in practicing the Splitting God Palm. In just a few months, he mastered the third form of the Splitting God Palm.

In front of Wolling Hall, there is a small square. Every night, the bright moonlight shines down, making it a good place to gaze at the moon.

Standing among the colorful flowers blooming all around, Xiaoyu raised her hand lightly, gathered her awe-inspiring momentum, and struck out with a fierce palm.

Boom!

The power of a palm is earth-shattering.

The void was torn apart, thunder rang out, and chaotic air surged, making Xiaoyu look like a peerless banshee.

This move is so powerful that it can be regarded as a mysterious strike.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
  After hitting this palm, Xiaoyu took a deep breath with a solemn expression, and was about to practice the fourth, fifth, and so on, but unexpectedly, there was a crisp sound of applause in her ears.

Swish!
  Hearing the noise, Xiaoyu turned her head and looked in the direction where the sound came from. At some point, the white-clothed and silver-haired Demon-Conquering True Lord appeared in front of the railing not far away, looking at her with approval.

"Master." Xiaoyu called, her frozen pretty face softening slightly.

"Xiaoyu." Ming Xiaoyang walked towards Xiaoyu and said with a smile, "You really didn't disappoint me. In such a short time, you have mastered the third form of the God Splitting Palm."

"But I must remind you, don't be in a hurry to practice the fourth form."

"Master, why?" Xiaoyu frowned and asked in confusion.

"Haste makes waste." Ming Xiaoyang pointed out, "You have my guidance. Practicing the Splitting God Palm is like a thousand miles a day. There is no need to worry about going astray. But if you want to practice the Splitting God Palm, it will take hundreds of years at least. Time.”

"Your parents practiced for almost a thousand years before they mastered it! How could you have mastered this palm technique so quickly in such a short period of time?"

"Master, how long have you been practicing?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

During this period of contact, she has discovered that this master has also practiced the splitting palm of the sky, and I am afraid that he has already mastered it.

"The time is a little short." Ming Xiaoyang tilted his head and said with some embarrassment.

Xiaoyu asked deeply, "How long was that?"

"One month!" Ming Xiaoyang said with a blushing face.

A month?

Hearing this number, Xiaoyu was stunned. It only took him a month to practice the Heaven Splitting Divine Palm. Are you kidding me?
  Bang!
  Ming Xiaoyang knew that Xiaoyu would not believe it, so he slapped the palm lightly, and the vast palm power was concentrated on the palm, and it fell into the void.

When the palm force falls on the void space, the solidified mana completely explodes, and the terrifying power surges, tearing the void apart, causing the earth, water, fire and wind to reappear.

Click!
  The cycle of life and death combines destruction and creation, and the evolution is at two extremes. Xiaoyu, who is sluggish, can hardly believe his eyes.

This palm technique, this power, is indeed the divine palm that splits the sky!
  But it seems so paradoxical. It has already exceeded the limit that Splitting God's Palm can reach. It doesn't matter which form it is, it has entered a more terrifying level.

Is this really the Heaven Splitting Divine Palm?

Swish!
  Xiaoyu stared at the man in front of her, her beautiful eyes full of fear that couldn't be let go.

(End of this chapter)