Ripple!
"What is a ripple?" Xu Cheng pondered.
Just like in the cartoons, capable of emitting power to vanquish monsters? If I could learn something so cool, that would be incredible.
"A ripple is the ripple of life." Huaicang opened his mechanical hand, using the fingertips of his other hand to circle around his palm, one circle after another.
"But you have no life," Xu Cheng said.
"Mercy, this humble monk is still alive! Just as you said, the ripple in this humble monk is very limited, only remaining in my few bodily organs. But you and your friends have complete bodies and can cultivate ripples," Huaicang said.
Huaicang's junior brother Minggao handed Xu Cheng the secret manual for cultivating ripples.
She felt this book was several hundred years old at least, as ancient as the history of monks Huaicang mentioned. It seemed that people had been cultivating supernatural powers since ancient times to combat mysteries.
"Gua gua." Xu Cheng was determined to study hard.
