Chapter 64: Twenty Four Purple Techniques
Chapter 64: Twenty Four Purple Techniques
The strong aura brought a gust of wind.
Zhou Guorong and the two elders looked at Zhou Ping, dumbfounded and shocked.
“This, this, this…”
“Ping’er is cultivating the techniques?”
“How is it possible? Even if it is a practice technique, it is impossible to learn it right away. Accumulated breakthroughs in internal strength and skillful cultivation are not things that happen overnight. How could this happen?”
“Could it be that Ping’er has made a breakthrough again?” The two old men’s eyes were about to pop out, and they were pinching their arms.
Swoosh!
Zhou Ping’s aura flared again, and the wind in the Buddhist scriptures room became even stronger. A round black and white hood wrapped around Zhou Ping.
The three of them sank.
Zhou Guorong was caught off guard and almost fell to his knees. The two old men laid on the ground.
“Impossible. What is this? How come this has such a strong aura. This is definitely not the three exercises chosen by Ping’er. Absolutely not.”
“The black part of the hood is full of death, and the white part is full of vitality. What the hell is this? Doesn’t this mean that Ping’er is practicing Buddhism’s “The Vajra Body”? This black and white hood is clearly a Taoist practice.”
“Not only that, this kind of aura, this is definitely a purple technique. Where did Ping’er got another purple technique? It’s not our Zhou family’s “Eight Doors of Yi Shu.” What is going on. ”
The two old men felt like they were going crazy.
How difficult was the purpletechnique? Which family did not regard purple techniques ?as the most important secret of the family?
However, Zhou Ping had already had a purple technique called “The Vajra Body.” Why was there another purple technique?
This is illogical! The two old men clutched their chests and panted hard.
Zhou Guorong was dumbfounded, and he knew his son best. Zhou Ping hadn’t learned any exercises. He had only learned white techniques like “Iron Cloth.” Why was there suddenly another purple exercise?
Could it be…
Zhou Guorong thought of Zhou Ping’s “The Vajra Body,” which seemed to be his epiphany. Did Ping’er have another epiphany? How is this possible?
“No, the purple technique is so precious. My Zhou family is only one of the top giants. How could Ping’er suddenly realize another purple technique?” Zhou Guorong muttered.
“Epiphany?” The two old men looked at each other.
“I’m afraid… Ping’er has another epiphany.” The two old men only felt shocked.
“What an evil genius is this! No genius is enough to describe Ping’er. No, I have to report to the Patriarch. Ping’er is definitely the most enchanting genius in the history of our Zhou family. This kind of genius is bestowed on our Zhou family by God. We must use the highest level of protection on him! Ping’er must not have the slightest accident!”
“Guorong, you are the only one here who has cultivated a purple technique. You report to the Patriarch and ask him to come right away.”
Zhou Guorong nodded and opened the door.
Swoosh!
As soon as the door opened, a stronger wind blew. Zhou Guorong hurried out and closed the door.
The doors and walls of the Zhou family’s scripture room were specially made, which could isolate all prying eyes and aura. After closing the door, Zhou Guorong let out a long sigh.
Although Zhou Guorong cultivated a purple technique, the number of layers he cultivated did not reach the top. Before Zhou Ping, he was also feeling very uncomfortable.
“My son is a monster!” With a sigh, Zhou Guorong’s figure disappeared into the air.
As soon as Zhou Guorong left, Zhou Ping opened his eyes. At the same time, the aura that permeated the entire Buddhist scriptures room suddenly disappeared.
“Huh? Why are you lying on the ground? Where is my father?” Zhou Ping opened his eyes and asked.
The two old men glanced at each other and got up embarrassingly, shaking their clothes.
“Ping’er, tell me. Did you have an epiphany?” The old man, who was referred to as the second uncle, rushed toward Zhou Ping and grabbed his hand in excitement.
“That one….”
Jiang Yiming, the principal of Qingyang University, was crushed to the ground by his own aura, and Zhou Ping immediately understood why they were lying on the ground. There was a dimensional difference between not cultivating purple techniques and cultivating purple techniques. It seemed that when the system helped him improve, it leaked its aura.
He couldn’t talk about the system, but fortunately, he was ready to use the “enlightenment” excuse beforehand.
“Um, if you are not careful, you have an epiphany.” Zhou Ping touched his head, like a big boy.
Puff!
The two old men felt that they almost missed it.
“Ping’er, did you really have an epiphany? You had an epiphany with the purple technique?” The eyes of the two old men were full of disbelief.
“It seems to be.” Zhou Ping admitted embarrassedly.
Hiss!
The two old men kept gasping.
“Moreover, this time it’s not just one technique.” Zhou Ping looked up at the two old men, secretly holding back his smile. He had just smoothly optimized multiple good white techniques into purple techniques.
After all, if the technique was just optimized, the system would not deduct points.
“You did not just realize one technique? Did you realize two?” The two old men stared at Zhou Ping with widened eyes.
….
“Not two.” Zhou Ping shook his head.
“Let me just say that it is amazing enough to realize one purple technique at a time. How can it be possible to realize two?” The two old people laughed dryly, with a strange feeling in their voices.
“Not two, but twenty-four.” Zhou Ping said while shaking his head.”
“…”
The two old men were petrified.
“You, what are you talking about? I seem to have auditory hallucinations.” The second uncle stretched out his hands, which was slightly trembling, and poked the third uncle.
“I have also heard hallucinations. I seem to have heard Ping’er say that he has realized twenty-four purple technique.” The third uncle shook his head vigorously. “It seems that I am really old, and there has been auditory hallucinations.”
“That’s not an auditory hallucination.” Zhou Ping looked at the two old men.
“I really realized twenty-four purple technique.”
Crack!
The third uncle, who had originally planned to pat the second uncle’s finger away, suddenly grabbed the second uncle’s finger. With a sudden jolt, the second uncle’s finger fractured.
The second uncle did not react despite having his finger broken. Instead, he looked at Zhou Ping in confusion.
“Has Ping’er made a breakthrough? Or has he realized a new purple technique?”
The door of the Buddhist scripture room was pushed abruptly, and Elder Zhou rushed in anxiously.
“Ha, ha ha…” The two old men turned their heads stiffly and looked at Elder Zhou with a distorted expression.
“Ah, what’s the matter with you?” Elder Zhou was shocked and rushed over.
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