C17 Comprehension

Finally, as blood oozed out of his finger, Lu Qingwen filled a small bottle and passed it to the old woman.

The old woman circulated her spirit energy, and the ginseng with blood essence floated in front of her.

Without hesitation, she dipped some of Lu Qing's blood into the jade bottle, and drew some runes on the ginseng's uneven surface. Those talisman markings were complicated and elegant, as if they were some kind of the most beautiful pattern that exuded an ancient and mysterious aura, but also carried a bit of the scent of blood.

The old woman suddenly smeared her blood on her ten fingertips. At the same time, she twisted her fingers!

Several runes immediately flew out from the ginseng. These runes interweaved with each other, and it was full of spirit. It was as if they were about to fly out of the ginseng, which was truly amazing.

"Motherf * cker, how can your fingers twist like earthworms?!" Even though it's disgusting, it's not something an ordinary person can do! " Like the old woman, Lu Qingxun shook her ten fingers before realizing how difficult it was.

Furthermore, the rune master did not just casually twist her fingers. She had to control the rhythm and movement of her ten fingers at the same time. Only then would it be difficult!

Immediately after, the old woman injected her own spirit energy into the rune. Dark lights circulated on the rune, and in an instant, it seemed to be attracted by some sort of special energy. This was naturally the Yin Yang spiritual energy unique to Symbol Masters. Only when this spiritual energy seeped into the drawings could they be called talisman markings. Otherwise, it would just be a mess of graffiti.

Finally, after an entire two hours had passed, the old woman let out a breath and withdrew her ten fingers to suppress down her spiritual energy.

Under the night sky, the entire body of the ginseng was covered in blood, making it seem very strange!

The runes on it instantly froze, as if they were inlaid with a red texture that flowed in a mysterious manner.

"Alright, bury it in the corner! It will be one of us in less than two months! " The old woman instructed.

Lu Qingman quickly buried the ginseng into the ground. The thought that she would be able to find one of her own soon made her very nervous.

It was already close to midnight, but the entire backyard was as bright as the day. Lu Qingxian did not feel tired at all as she began to practice her cultivation technique!

"Hu!"

His movements were smooth and fluid. The entire set of the sub-system's palm technique was completed in one go without the slightest pause!

"Although you are still very familiar with this cultivation technique, its power cannot be compared with the might of the technique from before!" Lu Qingwen pondered, but he was not frustrated at all. He practiced over and over again!

Gradually, he felt that his limbs were no longer under the control of his brain.

Suddenly, the jade scroll on his chest began to emit a dazzling light. Lu Qingxun felt that his mind was as clear as the blue sky after the rain had receded!

"This feeling is exactly the same as the last time when I comprehended the Stabilizing Palm from the Separating Element Palm Technique!" Lu Qingman immediately turned to the old woman beside him.

"Quick!" Kid, some sort of rune in the jade slip has been triggered! Don't miss the chance! Sit down immediately and comprehend your sub-palm technique. Perhaps, you might be able to comprehend another outer force skill! " The old woman was also very surprised as she hurriedly said.

Sure enough, in addition to the two circles of talisman markings on the jade slip, a new circle of talisman markings floated out, and the color was like the moonlight, as if it was a relief sculpture!

Lu Qingwen sat down and started to recite the formula for the sub-system's palm technique. He recalled every movement of his sub-system's palm technique. At this time, something strange happened. Lu Qingwen's eyes were still closed, but her vision suddenly lit up!

He saw that he was actually in the void, and in this void, there was a giant eight trigrams formed from the clouds. Black clouds and white clouds formed a separate group, constantly fusing and dissipating!

This gossip gave off a feeling of endless life and death!

"What is this!?" Where did this shutter come from! Why is it linked here? " Lu Qingwen called out.

However, no one answered him, as if all of this was happening in his consciousness!

"Could this be the Eight Trigrams Heavenly Elephant?" I was clearly trying to comprehend the fractional palm technique of the Lü family, but why would I be witnessing such a bizarre scene? " Lu Qingwen was confused. However, he had a strange feeling that there was a connection between the Eight Trigrams Cloud Elephant and the Separating Palms. It was as if they shared the same profound meaning!

Suddenly, Lu Qingxian heard a voice from the horizon. It sounded like a woman's voice, AA.

"Clear Heaven and Earth, appear!" "In a confrontation between the two, the five elements form a line; the roots connect, the mother is dependent, the cycle begins again, and there will be no end to it!" That voice was ancient and sonorous, as if it could be heard in the hearts of people!

Lu Qingman had long since forgotten everything. She put her palms together as she listened to every word. Her mind was clear and clear, without any other thoughts.

"Hu!"

His body seemed to have fallen from a high place. In just a short moment, Lu Qingman opened his eyes and found himself back in the yard. However, his mind was not as clear as before.

"Oh my god!" What did you do! " The old woman screamed.

Lu Qingmei touched her ear and found that blood was flowing out of her ear, staining half of her face red!

"Your primordial spirit is almost exhausted! Damn it, what was going on? Fast! I'll pass some of my primordial spirit to you! Otherwise, you'll turn into an idiot! " The old woman said in fear.

"Wait a minute!" At this time, Lu Qingwen rejected the old woman's good intentions. He knelt down and took out a brush and a bamboo scroll from his Cosmic Bag. He endured the pain and started dancing on top of the bamboo scroll.

After several breaths of time, Lu Qingwen finally wrote a few words on top of the densely packed bamboo slips, "The Eight Trigrams Art!"

Then, Lu Qing Xun fell to the ground and fainted.

"Eight Trigrams Art!" "Yes!" From the Separating Palm Technique, I managed to comprehend a complete set of the Art of Truth! " The old woman's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, but she suddenly came back to her senses. She quickly held onto Lu Qingqing and pointed her finger at his forehead. She slowly injected her primordial spirit into his brain!

The youth's breathing changed from hurried to calm down!