"Tianfeng Sword Qi."
Fu Xiangfeng used the "Nine Turns of Heavenly Wind Sword Sutra" he had just made, and green whirlpools spread out on the water.
Boom——
The water splash exploded, and dozens of demon fish were swept into the sky by the strong wind, and were killed one by one in the interlacing sword rays.
"Xiao Liu'er, have you mastered my sword energy?"
"The sword energy is scattered but not condensed, and its purity is much worse. Although the atmosphere is invisible, it is as soft as velvet. How can it be used to kill enemies? It can only be used to deal with small fish and shrimps in the water."
Henghua evaluated critically, looking at the fish carcasses on the water.
The fish corpse is more or less entangled with Jiao Qi, which is obviously related to the battle thirty years ago.
Henghua thought: "Thirty years ago, three giant dragons led millions of water monsters to attack Panlong Island. Although they were slaughtered by the old man, the blood of the dragons they scattered brought convenience to the nearby water tribes. I'm afraid there will be another wave of monsters. Here comes another trouble.”
The Fu family can still take care of cleaning up the waters near Panlong Island. But if you are farther away, the Fu family will be beyond reach.
"Hey - let me say, do you want to try it?"
Xiang Feng gave him a hard push.
"You have been on the island for a long time, so you probably don't have much practical experience? These fish monsters are just for training."
"Practice?"
Thinking of his battle against the water monsters in the Hualong Pond, Henghua nodded.
"It's time to try the real water demon outside."
As his spiritual consciousness spread out, the changes in the waters within a hundred feet radius were reflected in Henghua's heart.
"one two three……"
Henghua counted the monster fish lurking underwater.
Because Yanlong waters are freshwater, the majority of demon fish are minnows, silver carp, perch, carp, etc.
"The one-horned silver carp's weakness is the five-star horn on its forehead."
"Red Fire Bass, the line between the eyes."
"The Leap Wave Toothfish's weak point is the spine under the second fin."
…
Henghua recalled the weaknesses of various water monsters in his mind, and slowly raised his right hand.
Xiang Feng stood on one side and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and asked Xiao Yu who was coming up from behind: "What magic weapon does your young master usually use?"
Xiao Yu looked at Heng Hua who was doing his magic and said in a strange tone: "On weekdays, the young master only plays with the Black Fire Bird Feather Fan left by the master. He himself...does not practice magic weapons."
There are four levels of magic weapons: Dharma, treasure, spirit and immortality.
Theoretically, Henghua, as a foundation-building monk, can make treasures. However, Henghua disliked the fact that refining the magic weapon took away his time from studying and acting. He did not make the magic weapon, but only used the mysterious fire fan left by his father as a weapon.
The Xuanhuo Fan is a spiritual weapon. It does not need to be practiced day and night. It only needs to be placed above the Langhuan Pavilion to automatically absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, which is very convenient.
"Uncle San's fan." Xiang Feng knew that the fan was indeed an excellent fire spiritual weapon. However, the water spirit aura in Yanlong waters and even Donglaiwan Island is very strong, and the effect of the spiritual weapon on the water is not good.
Therefore, the Jindan monks in the clan did not like this fan, so Henghua's father was in charge of it with Xuantai cultivation.
"Then has he ever competed with others in martial arts? What is he good at?"
Xiaoyu thought for a long time and said with a subtle expression: "Young master practices in the library and has never fought with others. As for what he is good at...he...he seems..."
"Forget it, I understand."
Xiang Feng turned to look at Henghua again.
Green threads emerged from Henghua's fingertips and were thrown into the water.
"Qianwansi."
The silk thread was thrown into the water, and with a slight shake, the water surface turned blood red, and fish corpses floated to the surface one by one. The wounds on their bodies are very small, just the weak point of the cover door is slightly cut by the silk thread, and the other parts are intact.
Xiang Feng asked in surprise: "What method is this? It looks like it is condensing mana into threads? Puppetry?"
"I saw it in an ancient book. Hundreds of years ago, a monk fished for dragons on the water. But the specially prepared five-color sky spider silk broke. As a last resort, he used his magic power to make silk thread. Later, he wrote this spell in In the book. According to the records in the book, if you study this Tao carefully, you can evolve 'Thousand Silk Silk' into another famous Tao method."
"What method?"
"Dragnet."
"The one who claims that 'when caught in a single net, immortals and demons cannot escape'?"
"right."
Henghua's right hand spread out, his fingers clasped together. The threads emerging from the fingertips intertwine with each other to form a simple spider web. Not to mention catching insects, even smaller fry can get out.
"go."
With a gentle push, the "cobweb" flew into the distance.
The nine-foot-long fish was trapped in a large blue net.
Henghua made a fist with his palm, his green hair closed instantly, and the big fish was cut into even and neat pieces of meat.
"I don't have a deep understanding of Taoism. The 'Tian Luo' I used can only trap such little monsters."
Having said that, this experiment gave Henghua a deeper understanding of his "Cai Xian Hui Yuan Gong".
The consumption of performing Taoist magic is less than the original, but the power is not less.
Henghua thought to himself: "The current total amount of Creation Qi is comparable to the Changchun True Essence in the foundation-building period. And the spells performed with the Creation True Qi are stronger than the original Changchun True Essence. The shortcomings of this time's re-cultivation of San Gong can be regarded as complete Made up for it.”
The pieces of meat cut by Tianluo floated with the waves, passing by the side of the spiritual boat.
Xiang Feng stared at the piece of meat and saw that the cuts were even and smooth, and the texture was clearly visible.
"Xiao Liuer, what you are good at is Taoism?"
"It doesn't matter whether I'm good at it or not. I can perform all the secret techniques, Taoist techniques, and sword techniques recorded in the books in the Langhuan Pavilion. But——"
"Is it limited to being able to cast it? Being knowledgeable in hundreds of things means that you are not good at everything. When you cast 'Thousand Thousand Threads of Silk', I will estimate your time. Five fingers is too slow."
"I know this problem myself."
Qianwansi is not a complicated technique. It just condenses the true magic power into silk threads, and then controls it with divine consciousness.
Generally, after a monk has practiced it skillfully, he can use it flexibly with just three fingers. However, experts who have studied this method carefully and are good at controlling the magic power of Qi can activate it in an instant.
But Henghua can't.
It is true that he understands the principles of spellcasting. But you need to remember Qian Wansi's spell-casting skills first, and then cast it clumsily in your hands.
For example, Henghua laughs at himself: he is a giant in thought but a dwarf in action.
His body couldn't keep up with his brain.
"This is to be expected. While others are practicing meditation, I am studying. While others are wielding swords and guns, I am studying. Others are studying Taoism, while I am still studying. It is precisely because the time that ordinary monks use for actual combat training is used Only by studying here can I learn the three thousand ways."
Henghua stretched out his hand, and a cold air came out of his right hand.
Xuanyin Cold Heart Palm is an attack method used in the foundation building stage.
The next moment, the cold air turned into flames. But it is another attack method of foundation-building monks, Xuanyan Curse.
Immediately afterwards, Henghua used his hands to sequentially cast Taoist spells and secret techniques with attributes such as wood, wind, thunder, metal, and earth.
With a final shake, all the energy dissipated.
Fu Xiangfeng stared at Henghua's movements and thought to himself: The various Taoist and secret arts can be operated at will, which shows that its magic power can accommodate all things. It's just a bit slow.
"Okay, third brother. Don't worry about me anymore. My fighting skills are weak, so I need a master like you to support me. Hurry up and get on your way."
"So, where is your friend? According to this route, it seems that he is heading to the Central Region?"
"Well, it's relatively close to the Central Territory, but it can barely be considered the land to our east."
Bang——
In the distance, a column of water rose into the sky. The water smoke is hazy, and mist rises from the wide water surface. Then a waterspout formed, emitting a yellow light.
Henghua's eyes flashed and he muttered: "Spiritual Qi Baoxuan? Is there an immovable reef born?"
The water monsters lurking under the water in the distance all moved toward the waterspout.
Xiang Feng said happily: "No wonder there are so many water monsters here. It turns out that it was discovered that the Fudo Reef was born. Xiao Liu'er, do you want to go and have a look?"
"It just so happens that I naturally want to see the world."
…
The color of the water is as deep as ink, and the spiritual energy vortex with a diameter of a hundred feet is rapidly expanding. In the center of the whirlpool, a shimmering reef slowly rises.
In the distance on the water, a colorful boat shaped like a luan is parked and watched.
"Sure enough, it's Fudojiao. From the looks of it... it seems like a magic weapon has been born?"
Henghua stared at the water and calculated with his fingers: "I remember that under this water area was the mountain gate of Yufeng Road. Thousands of years ago, Wuxuan Fengling Island sank into the water. It must be time to resurface soon?"
Yanlong Waters is one of the thirteen waters of Donglaiwan Island. And these thirteen waters were originally a large-scale Divine Continent 1,500 years ago.
After the battle between land and water, Shenzhou sank to the bottom of the sea. The monks from all walks of life reluctantly protected their mountain gates and turned into islands on the water.
As time goes by, some islands sink and fall, and some sunken mountains and rivers rise again and become islands.
During the ups and downs, there are the wonders of the Thirteen Waters.
"I remember my grandfather mentioned that Yu Fengdao was good at the secret technique of controlling the Gangfeng." Xiang Feng recalled Yu Fengdao's information and was a little distracted.
"Xiao Liu'er, what treasures do you think there will be under this immovable reef?"
The immovable reef is the first seed of spiritual veins. Only rocks with spiritual veins and spiritual roots can float in the water world of Donglai.
As time goes by, the spiritual roots on the reef gradually grow into spiritual veins, and the reef turns into spiritual islets and spiritual islands. Eventually, it was upgraded to Fairy Island and Fairy Continent.
According to the old people of the Fu family: Stepping above Xianzhou is the real vast land of Shenzhou, the old appearance of Donglaizhou.
Of course, the oldest elder of the Fu family was also born after the Battle of Fanzhou. Therefore, what they said was just hearsay.
"Looking at the scale of the spiritual energy, it should not be a top-notch spiritual weapon. But the treasure weapon requires monks to sacrifice day and night, and it cannot exist underwater for thousands of years. It should be the fragments of the spiritual weapon of Yufeng Dao, which have been cultivated for thousands of years."
Henghua looked at the water demon in the distance.
The fish demons at the Qi refining level are not yet able to transform, but a group of huge fish kings act as leaders, waiting there with their respective fish schools.
"These fish monsters also come for Fudo Reef. There should be a water monster leader from the foundation-building stage behind them. Third brother, you go to Fudo Reef to hunt for treasure. I will deal with them."
Xiang Feng hesitated and said: "Can you - okay? By the way, you have been in the library all year round. How are you doing in flying in the air? Don't fall into the water halfway."
"My surname is Fu, and I still know how to control the wind."
Without waiting for Xiang Feng to say another word, Heng Hua pressed the "Wind Control Seal" with his left hand and jumped into the cloud sky.
The gentle wind lingered beside him, carrying Henghua towards the group of water monsters.
Puff——Puff——
Sensing the monk approaching, the fish demons spit water jets at Henghua. It is as thin as a thumb and as thick as the mouth of a bowl. It has an evil aura and a chill.
Henghua smiled slightly and took out a feather fan in his hand.
Before he could wave, icy cold air surged from behind him.
"Xuanming Ice-Sealing Technique."
The whistling fish floated over, and cold blue gas came out of the sleeves, freezing all the fish monsters on the water.
"What are you doing here?"
Henghua stopped in mid-air and looked at Xiaoyu, who was walking gracefully on the waves.
The "Flower Step on Lingbo" that Xiaoyu learned was something Henghua read in an ancient book. It turned out to be a method used by a certain monk to train his maid.
The flowing water and flowing flowers make her posture elegant and graceful, and her movements become more agile and vigorous.
"I don't trust that the young master doesn't know the art of fighting."
"It's just some water monsters. If I can't defeat them, my decades of life will be in vain."
Bang——
While the two were talking, a black shadow quickly shot out from under the ice. The violent and domineering evil spirit swept over Henghua and Xiaoyu...
