All he had to do was channel his Qi and blood to his index finger and draw the Thunder Talisman on his other palm. After that, he would use his mental energy to activate the Qi and blood in the Thunder Talisman and shout, "Thunder Palm", and it would become Thunder Palm!
Moreover, the Thunder Talisman was very easy to draw. It only required seven simple strokes.
Doesn't it sound simple?
However, if one wanted to use Thunder Palm … first, one had to have Qi and blood in his body, then he had to know how to draw the Thunder Talisman, and control his mental energy.
Otherwise, there was no need to talk about it!
However, as long as the above conditions were met, any cultivator who had opened the Eye Aperture and had enough Qi and blood in their body could use two Thunder Palms.
For example, Song Shuhang's basic body refining technique was quite good. With his Qi and blood, he should be able to use four to five Thunder Palms. Coupled with Reiki's extra spiritual energy reserves, ten Thunder Palms would not be a problem.
Under Senior White's guidance, after Song Shuhang learned how to draw the 'lightning talisman', he used his qi and blood energy to draw a 'lightning talisman' on his left palm. Then, he used the True Self Meditation Scripture to activate the qi and blood energy inside the 'lightning talisman'.
"Thunder Palm!" He shouted!
The Thunder Talisman in his palm started to heat up. Immediately after, a ball of golden lightning appeared in his palm and crackled.
The lightning was not big. It was only the size of a small bowl, but it looked very imposing!
Song Shuhang asked carefully, "Senior White, I won't be electrocuted, right?"
"Don't worry. As long as you don't use your other hand to touch the Thunder Palm, it will be fine!" Venerable White smiled.
"How powerful is it?" Song Shuhang asked again.
Venerable White pointed to a rock. "You will know after you try it."
Song Shuhang walked towards the rock and pressed his left palm on it.
Boom!
A basketball-sized hole immediately appeared on the rock, and Song Shuhang, who had pressed down with his palm, didn't feel any recoil at all! Was this the "weak" Daoist technique that Senior White mentioned? This power was already very terrifying!
Even if it was pressed on the body of a ferocious beast, it would still be able to kill them.
"The Thunder Technique is very effective against ghosts. Even a second-tier Ghost General would be turned into ashes if they were hit by the Thunder Palm," Venerable White explained.
Very effective against ghosts? Song's heart skipped a beat. After tomorrow's exams were over, he would prepare to make a trip to the Luo Xin Street in the neighboring city. A conflict with the remaining forces of the Altar Master was inevitable. The Altar Master was a ghost cultivator, so when he encountered the remaining forces of the Altar Master, he would definitely encounter ghosts.
With the protection of the Lightning Palm and the remaining Exorcism Talismans from last time, he was even more confident this time.
"Thank you, Senior White." Song Shuhang understood that Senior White meant well.
Venerable White nodded. "Let's try again. Let's completely master the Thunder Palm!"
Song Shuhang nodded and drew the Thunder Talisman on his palm again. He activated it with his mind power and shouted, "Thunder Palm!"
A ball of lightning appeared in his palm again, making crackling sounds.
This time, Song Shuhang didn't throw it out immediately. Instead, he stared at it closely. A ball of lightning appeared in his palm just like that! What a fantastic scene!
When the crackling sound of the lightning rang out, his heart couldn't help but beat faster. Excitement!
He couldn't help but recall some scenes from a long time ago … Those were memories that he had purposely sealed away, but because of the Thunder Palm today, they were brought out again.
"Look at my Thousand Birds!"
"I'm not afraid, I have Rachel!"
"Hmph, you idiots, my Thunder God's Palm is more powerful than yours! Thunder God's Palm, crackle crackle crackle … "
Ah, go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!
Ah, fool! Fool! Fool!
Why did I remember these things again?
So shameful, so shameful! I want to die, I want to die! I want to forget, I want to forget, quickly forget from my memory! Just thinking about these shameful memories, why can't I forget them? I really want to turn my brain into a hard drive, so that I can throw these shameful memories into the recycle bin and completely erase them!
Song Shuhang shook his head fiercely, throwing the distracting thoughts out of his mind.
He looked at the ball of lightning in his palm again.
Crackle crackle crackle, it was like a dream. He didn't expect that one day, he could really release lightning from his palm. This was something that he could only dream about in the past … No, I'm thinking in a bad direction again!
Song Shuhang raised his palm and blasted it towards the rock again! It was as if he wanted to destroy those shameful memories along with this palm!
Boom!
A hole the size of a basketball appeared on the rock again …
"Phew!" He let out a deep breath.
Venerable White asked curiously, "Did you encounter an inner demon just now?"
"No, I just remembered some memories that I thought I had forgotten." Song Shuhang rubbed his face, "Unbearable memories of the past!"
"Oh, oh, everyone has those kinds of memories. Sometimes, the things that you think are unbearable will become beautiful memories as time passes. "Venerable White comforted Song Shuhang with the attitude of an experienced person.
Song Shuhang nodded.
Then, for some reason, he twitched his head and said, "For example — Little White, when your hair reaches your waist, will you marry me?"
"Hehe?" Venerable White turned his head. Suddenly, a breeze blew past, and the Venerable One's jet-black hair fluttered in the wind.
Song Shuhang suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right. 'Wait, what did I just say?'
At this time, Venerable White smiled brightly in the wind, like a fairy in the wind. In an instant, everything in the world was overshadowed.
In Song Shuhang's vision, the whole world suddenly became 'black and white'. Only Senior White with his fluttering black hair and bright smile was' colored '. The world revolved around Senior White, which served as a foil to his infinite charm.
This feeling … lasted for about two breaths.
Senior White stopped smiling and blinked.
"Let's go back." Senior White said. With a wave of his sleeve, the flying sword slid out and turned into a ray of light that landed at his feet.
"Oh." Song Shuhang followed him blankly and stepped onto the ray of light.
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Along the way, Senior White was silent as he brought Song Shuhang back to the Medicine Master's Building.
'Flying and flying …' Song Shuhang felt as if he had committed suicide?
'Speaking of which, why does it feel like Senior White is flying higher and higher? 'He's still flying high, but the house below has become the size of a fingernail?'
"Shuhang, a few days ago, when I was watching CCTV's' Cultural Wonders' program, I saw that people are very fond of bungee jumping recently. I feel that it's very interesting!" Venerable White said.
Song Shuhang immediately said solemnly, "No, Senior White! That's not interesting at all! Bungee jumping is just a group of people who are tired of living looking for excitement to experience the feeling of being 'close to death'! That's just an action that has nothing better to do! "
'Senior's distorted worldview, let me correct it!'
"I want to try!" Venerable White said seriously, "Let's try! Is that okay? "
"No, it's really not okay!" Song Shuhang said loudly.
"Yes!" Venerable White nodded.
Suddenly, he retracted the ray of light under his feet.
Then, he grabbed Song Shuhang and the two of them fell with a 'whoosh'.
"Ahhhhhh ~ ~" Song Shuhang screamed in pain. Yes, Song Shuhang's Little Friend was afraid of heights. He had acrophobia. He was a man who planned to install a layer of railing on the side of his flying sword when he was riding on it!
"Hehehehe ~" Venerable White laughed happily.
At the same time, he used a technique similar to Thousand Pounds Falling.
Song Shuhang felt that he was falling even faster. The friction between his body and the air formed the sound of the wind … and the terrible feeling of weightlessness!
"Ahhhhhh ~ ~" Song Shuhang screamed even louder.
"Can we go faster?" Venerable White said happily.
"Pfft, pfft ~ ~" Song Shuhang shook his head frantically. Due to the pressure of falling, his mouth could not make a normal sound at all.
"Okay! Then let's go faster. "Venerable White activated his spiritual power and pulled Song Shuhang down at an even faster speed.
At the same time, he felt that the position was not exciting enough. He pulled Song Shuhang to a position where his head was down and his feet were up …
"Ahhh … Ahhhh ~" Song Shuhang felt that his throat was going hoarse from all the screaming.
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…
"Oh right, let's take a picture!" Venerable White suddenly said while falling. Then, he took out his phone out of nowhere and used his spiritual power to protect the phone from the impact of falling air pressure.
"Come, Song Shuhang, smile!" Venerable White raised his phone and turned on the selfie mode for himself and Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang looked at himself on the phone screen. His face was distorted due to various reasons. There were tears at the corner of his eyes. He looked like he had been played by someone.
"No ~ ~" Song Shuhang shook his head desperately.
"Click!" Venerable White took a few pictures.
Then, he said, "This won't do, Shuhang. You're not cooperating at all! "
"Ahhhh ~" Song Shuhang was still screaming.
"Do it again. Be more cooperative this time. If it doesn't work, we'll try again. We must take a satisfactory picture, "Venerable White said with a serious expression on his face.
'What? Jump again? Why don't you just kill me! '
"Be more cooperative. Come, smile. One, two, three! Eggplant! "Venerable White adjusted the angle of the selfie again.
On the phone screen, he and Song Shuhang were in a head-down position. Behind them was a boundless starry sky. It was a perfect picture of the two of them bungee jumping in the sky!
Song Shuhang tried his best to make a 'smile' on his face. However, under the pressure of the air pressure, his smile could not be any uglier.
"Clap, clap, clap." Venerable White took a few more pictures and said, "Well, okay. Although it's not very good. Let's leave it at that for now. "
Song Shuhang finally heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he opened his mouth … and continued to scream, "Ahhhhh ~"
"Stop screaming. We're almost home." Venerable White said. They could already see the Apothecary's building. It was only about a hundred meters away from the ground.
"Ahhhh ~" This time, Song Shuhang was really about to cry. Senior White, it's because we're about to hit the ground that I'm screaming even more miserably.
We're going to hit the ground, we're going to hit the ground!
"Let's speed up the last bit of distance!" Venerable White seemed to be in a playful mood today. The spiritual energy behind him surged, and he pulled Song Shuhang along as if he was carrying a jet plane. They sped up and crashed into the ground.
Song Shuhang felt that his vision was starting to turn black.
Fifty meters!
Thirty meters!
Ten meters!
Eight meters!
Three meters! Venerable White had no intention of stopping!
Senior White, you're not going to hit the ground, are you? You're strong, so you'll definitely be fine falling from this height. But I'm different. I'm just a First Stage Two Apertures cultivator. If I hit the ground, I'll become a pile of minced meat!
"Ahhhhh ~" Song Shuhang's screams became more and more earth-shattering.
In the house, Doudou and Penniless Thief Sect's Young Mistress Candy were already standing by the window, staring at Song Shuhang. They started watching the show when Song Shuhang was about 500 meters away from the roof.
Two meters!
One meter!
Half a meter!
Half a meter!
Half a meter! I, Song Shuhang, am really going to die on the 4th of July, 2019!
Screech! Screech! Screech! Screech! Screech! Screech!
Soon after … Song Shuhang felt that he was softly placed on the ground. He didn't feel any impact at all, and it was a smooth landing.
"Hahahaha." Venerable White laughed out loud. "Wasn't it exciting?"
"Hehehehe." Song Shuhang had a playful look on his face as he laughed.
"Looks like you also think it's fun! Hehe, I'll send the photo to the group first. "Venerable White laughed and started to fiddle with his phone.
Song Shuhang weakly stretched out his hand and shouted in his heart, "No!"
But he screamed all the way here, and his throat was damaged, so he couldn't make any sound.
"Done!" Venerable White pressed the send button.
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Nine Provinces Number One Group, group space.
There was a series of photos in the group album.
They were all photos of Song Shuhang and Venerable White bungee jumping at a high altitude. In the photos, Song Shuhang's face was distorted with fear, and then he forced a smile. On the other hand, Venerable White was still as handsome as ever. His temperament was otherworldly, and everyone liked him.
The title of the photo: "I just went bungee jumping with Shuhang Little Friend. It was really fun. Shuhang Little Friend said that it was really fun, and I'm planning to play with him again in a few days. "
After a short moment … everyone in the group liked the photo.
Fairy Lychee: "Senior White is still as beautiful as ever ~ it's really making people jealous."
Medicine Master: "Senior White really knows how to have fun. PS: I'm Riverly Purple Mist."
Cave Lord Snow Wolf: "Senior White really knows how to have fun!
Dharma King Creation: "Senior White really knows how to have fun! Maintain the formation!
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun: "Shuhang Little Friend, you can do it!" Below, there was an emoticon with tears brimming in its eyes.
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun felt more and more that Shuhang Little Friend was really dedicated to his work. He was in dire straits every day! Red packet, I must give him a big red packet!
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: "Senior White really knows how to have fun. Shuhang Little Friend is adorable.
Indeed, Song Shuhang's Little Friend who risked his life to accompany a gentleman is really adorable. If Senior White comes out of secluded meditation the next time, and Song Shuhang's Little Friend is still alive, this mission will definitely belong to Shuhang Little Friend!
Spirit Butterfly Island's Jouko Hagi: "Eh? Bungee jumping? Does Song Qianbei really like to have fun? In that case, Jouko Hagi will also play with you the next time. It's a deal! Stressed by a Mountain of Books!
Song Shuhang's hands trembled as he took out his mobile phone and opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group, wanting to see what Senior White had sent.
Very soon, he saw Jouko Hagi's message.
Song Shuhang's vision immediately darkened.
July 4th, 2019 … Song Shuhang, dead!
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