Chapter 21 Chapter 21: The Good Fortune Saint

"boom!" When a roaring explosion sounded from the depths of Xiao Yan's mind, his soul was also shaken violently at this moment, and his vision gradually became blurred. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was in a within the strange space. This space is not wide, it is empty and lifeless, Xiao Yan glanced slightly, and then suddenly stopped at a certain place in the empty space, there, a figure stood with his hands behind his back, this figure was extremely ordinary , Xiao Yan could barely detect the slightest sign of aura and battle energy coming out of his body, that appearance, just like the most ordinary ordinary person.

However, this sense of vision actually made Xiao Yan's heart more serious. How could he be an ordinary person to appear in such a strange place? If he expected it well, this figure should be very It is the real master of the Great Heaven Good Fortune Palm, that is, the Dou Sheng powerhouse in the ruins. "This should be a memory space hidden in the fighting skills. This figure is not the real fighter, but a fragment of his memory..." Looking at that figure, Xiao Yan was thoughtful. With his current experience, he would not be startled. After a moment of meditation, he figured out the details of this figure.

And just as Xiao Yan expected, this figure didn't glance at Xiao Yan's side, shortly after the former entered this space, there was a sound as plain as water, slowly resounding in the space. "Great Heaven Good Fortune Palm, a low-level fighting skill of the heavenly rank, created by combining the fighting skills of a hundred schools of thought with my life's strength. This palm technique pays attention to the meaning of good fortune, breaks the sky with the palm, and smashes everything with strength..." Xiao Yan's eyes became brighter and brighter when he heard the plain voice speaking like a self-narrative.

"Heaven-level fighting skills, refined and super-sage, you can get the secret hidden in the bones and skulls, you can be regarded as a predestined person, and since you can get the bones, then your palms should have been tempered by Jin Lingsaliva, remember, You must use a tempered palm to successfully cast the Great Heaven Fortune Palm, otherwise, you will suffer backlash!" Hearing these words, Xiao Yan was startled for a moment, then he thought about it, it turned out that the sharp pain just now was the so-called Jin Lingsaliva trying to change his palm. "As expected of a heaven-level fighting skill, it still needs such a process before it can be completely inherited."

Xiao Yan shook his head in amazement, if he had skipped the step of tempering, even if he had mastered the so-called Great Heaven Good Fortune Palm, he would probably not dare to use it. "Great Heaven Good Fortune Palm, possesses the power of good fortune..." Accompanied by that plain voice, the figure suddenly burst into faint fluorescence, and its body also became transparent, revealing the very clear meridian routes inside, and in those meridians, a trace of dark golden energy flew rapidly. Shuttle, outline a rather strange meridian route. "This is the meridian route for cultivating the Great Heaven Creation Palm!"

Seeing this scene, surprise suddenly appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes, and he quickly calmed down, firmly remembering the moving route of that energy in his mind. After the meridian route has been transported for a few cycles, it gradually fades away, but fortunately, Xiao Yan has memorized all of that running route. As the meridian line faded, the light on the figure's body dissipated again, and the dark golden light on the palm of his hand suddenly flourished, and then he swung his palm violently, falling heavily on the void. "Boom!" With one palm falling, a terrifying energy swept out like a storm, and a huge black circle of light took shape again under the palm of that figure.

The aperture was formed, and then spread out like lightning, and the surrounding space, like glass that was forcibly shattered, collapsed in an instant... Looking at the black circle of light rapidly expanding in the pupils of his eyes, Xiao Yan also took a deep breath, but he didn't show any signs of panic." Instead, he looked at the figure within the black circle of light from a distance. , bowed and saluted. "Those who are destined, remember the name of this seat, the saint of good fortune!" A faint voice resounded violently in Xiao Yan's mind, like the thunder of the Waking of Insects, and that figure, within that dark circle of light, became fainter and fainter, and finally completely annihilated. .

The last image left by a generation of fighting saints in this world disappeared in this way. Xiao Yan nodded silently, and let the jet-black halo strike, tearing his body apart... In the room, Xiao Yan's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a breath of turbid air was slowly spewed out along his throat, muttering to himself: "The Holy One..." The murmur fell, and after a while, Xiao Yan also came to his senses completely, his eyes first looked at his right palm, only to see a faint golden light glowing in the right palm at this moment, like metal. His mind sank into his body, and he twirled his right palm. Immediately, Xiao Yan was surprised to find that there seemed to be several extremely secret small meridians opened up in the palm of his hand. These meridians are connected with each other like a strange The cycle is average, but it looks amazing.

Looking at these small circulating meridians, Xiao Yan thought about it for a while, and then realized that in the meridian circulation route in his mind, these circulating meridians are exactly at the most critical position, in other words In other words, without the guidance of these circulating meridians, if you want to forcibly use the Great Heaven Good Fortune Palm, it will only make the vast energy condense in the palm, but it will not be able to break through the body. This is like the gas in the jar that is expanding , sooner or later the jar will explode, and when the time comes, the entire arm of the caster will probably be completely shattered.

"It's no wonder that you can only use the palms that have been tempered by Jin Lingsaliva. That's the reason." Xiao Yan felt a little stunned in his heart, and then sighed secretly. The strange method, there are thousands of meridians in the human body, and some hidden meridians are even more endless. It is not easy to develop useful meridians from them. "I don't know now... can I use this great fortune palm?" In Xiao Yan's eyes, there was a faint blazing pulsation. Back in the ancient ruins, he had seen the power of this palm with his own eyes. Many experts present were killed by this palm. If they run fast, the consequences may be unpredictable.

At that time, Xiao Yan's heart was extremely coveted for the Great Fortune Palm, now that he is lucky enough to cultivate it, how can he calm down? Rubbing his hands together, Xiao Yan jumped off the bed, stood upright in the room, took a deep breath, and then the battle energy in his body began to circulate slowly along the meridian route of the memory in his mind. stand up. At the beginning, the fighting energy was running quite slowly, and the route was quite cumbersome, and several mistakes were made during the period, but Xiao Yan reacted quickly, and when he found out that the route was wrong, he immediately dissipated the fighting energy. what damage. However, after several failures, Xiao Yan gradually became familiar with him, and after about an hour, he finally successfully completed a meridian cycle. And at the moment when the operation was completed, Xiao Yan's arm trembled violently, and a dark golden light suddenly glowed on his right palm. Immediately afterwards, he was shocked to find that the battle energy in his body was flowing away like a tide. And the elapsed aspect is on his right palm! "What a terrifying consumption of grudge!" Sensing the speed at which his battle energy was being consumed, even with Xiao Yan's strength, he couldn't help but change his color. This day-level fighting skill is actually a big stomach king who can't get enough! As more and more Dou Qi gathered in Xiao Yan's palm, the dark golden light became stronger and stronger. After a while, when the dark golden light reached its peak, a drop of black light finally appeared in the center of the golden light, quietly emerge. The black awn emerged, and a terrifying suction surged out, and the surrounding dark golden light was swallowed up in the blink of an eye, and the black awn gradually expanded at this moment. "What a terrifying energy..." It was only when Xiao Yan performed the Great Heaven Fortune Palm by himself that he fully understood the horror of it, his expression changed a little. This is the Falling Star Pavilion, and around his room, there are also the elders and disciples of the Falling Star Pavilion. If he slapped it out with one palm, there probably wouldn't be any survivors within a hundred meters of him. Aware of this, some cold sweat also appeared on Xiao Yan's forehead. He took a few deep breaths, forcibly stopped the consumption of battle energy in his body, and immediately squeezed his palm slightly, and under the grip of his palm, the walnut-sized black awn After trembling, finally under Xiao Yan's frightened gaze, it gradually faded, and finally turned into fighting energy again, pouring into Xiao Yan's body. Feeling the huge dou qi in his body recovering again, Xiao Yan also heaved a long sigh of relief, wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, raised his right hand, stared blankly at it, and after a while, grinned, because cultivation is such a big day. The Holy Fortuner has already paved the way for Xiao Yan thoroughly for what the palm of good fortune needs, so the speed of mastering this sky-level fighting skill is almost far faster than other fighting skills. It has to be said that it is a real Great fortune. "Great Heaven Good Fortune Palm... Hehe, I wonder how wonderful his face will be when he sees this fighting skill when he meets Old Ghost Reaching the Stars again?" Gently rubbing his right hand, Xiao Yan smiled slightly, but there was a cold light in his pitch-black eyes. When we meet again next time, this Great Fortune Palm will be that old ghost's life-threatening sickle!