Faced with Mu Shansheng's kindness, Zhu Jiexian declined politely.
Fu Henghua had already left the fighting area and went to the Fu family's residence to rest and sleep.
Tired, so tired.
Lying on the bed, fatigue came over me like a tide.
"Three corpse seals, solved."
"The Magic Heaven Seal, solved."
"Wind Spirit Seal, solved."
The young man formed seals with his hands and continued to unlock the spells and seals on his body.
The wind crystal bead on the forehead disappeared, the sealed emotions returned from the three spiritual gods to the original body, and the eyes regained their emotional look.
After stretching, the young man sat up and looked at himself in the mirror.
"The condition is pretty good, better than I expected."
He had already made preparations for three days and three nights of hard fighting, and secretly prepared more than a dozen sword fighting plans. Unexpectedly, Ai Yanchang was so eager for success that he directly defended with his sword and shield, creating a perfect opportunity for his "Wind Spirit Heavenly Sword".
He breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the soft bed again.
"The exam is over, I can finally have a good sleep."
Close your eyes and recall your experience of this battle.
Gradually, consciousness enters deep sleep.
As for how much swordsmanship can be retained after waking up, that's up to God's will. Fu Henghua doesn't care about it.
…
Fu Henghua left, but the sword fight was still going on.
The disciples of the Fu family and the disciples of the East China Sea Sword Sect took turns going into battle.
Although the Fu family has a small number of people, Fu Beidou and Fu Changqing are both masters of swordsmanship. With the cooperation of the two, the Jindan Sword Immortals of the East China Sea Sword Sect cannot easily win.
The younger generation of the Fu family has two people who are good at swordsmanship, Fu Xiangfeng and Fu Liuhui. With the help of Fu Xuanxing as his "adopted son", no one among the younger generation of the East China Sea Sword Sect could win.
The sun and the moon rose and set once, and Fu Henghua woke up from his rest.
"Ouch——"
Suddenly, Henghua felt a pain in his butt.
And thighs, back...
Just as he was about to sit up, he suddenly lay back down, tilted his head and shouted outside: "Xiaoyu, Hengshou!"
The two of them stood guard outside and came in directly when they heard the call.
Henghua turned over and hummed: "Who did it? Did the old man do it himself?"
Beating people in their sleep, except for the old man, doesn't do anything he wants.
"Not long after you took a rest yesterday, the old man caught up with you and hit you with fifty feet and eighty lashes. He also promised you to stay in bed for three days. If you can get off the ground one step ahead, he will do it again. pause."
Xiaoyu imitated Fu Danwei's tone and said helplessly: "This time the old man is really angry, so you can just live in peace."
"I don't plan to make any more noise. I just wanted to avoid the limelight."
After causing such harm to Ai Yanchang, do you really think that no one in the East China Sea Sword Sect intends to seek revenge?
Moreover, if the "Heavenly Sword" is revealed, I am afraid that someone will break through the threshold of my house in the next period of time, and I really need to hide.
Hengshou silently walked to the bed and placed Xinruan under him.
"You have a good rest and use this as a pretext to avoid outsiders. This is also what the old man wants."
"Of course I understand."
When Fu Danwei beat Fu Henghua, besides being angry with his grandson for making such nonsense, he did have the idea of letting him avoid the limelight.
Under Hengshou's care, Henghua changed into a comfortable position.
After eating the five-flavor tea handed over by Xiaoyu, Henghua closed his eyes and looked inside.
My mana has improved a lot because of this sword fight.
But during this sleep, the mysterious swordsmanship that had lasted for centuries was reduced by more than half.
Fu Henghua still remembered the many sword intentions and sword moves he created, but he could no longer find the feeling of being able to create them easily.
Unless Tao Ming spends another hundred years practicing sword-sharpening with him, he will be able to have the feeling of swinging the sword as he pleases.
Thinking of this, Heng Hua secretly thought: I somewhat understand why Yang Dai came from Nanzhou and needed to fight again and again to support his momentum to reach its highest peak.
again and again
Fighting can not only increase experience and understand the foundation of Donglai's cultivation world, but also allow Yang Dai's body and consciousness to adapt to fighting, keeping him in a mysterious "fighting state" for a long time.
Heng Hua then thought about it and recalled a case often told in books and stories: a swordsman who has not used a sword for decades picks up the sword again to fight with others, which is often the last sword fight in his life. Either he was killed by the enemy; or he was seriously injured after killing the enemy and died.
"There is still a reality to be tested in this kind of thing."
After decades of not using the sword, not only the sword's core was dusty, but also his body was rusty. It can't be compared with a swordsman who has been sharpening his sword repeatedly for hundreds of years.
"Hey, after all, this kind of physical fighting work is not suitable for me." Heng Hua lightly hammered his shoulders, feeling sore all over.
The sword fighting in the world of heartscape only allowed his spirit to immerse himself in the world of swords, but his body could not completely match it. Otherwise, he would not need to turn himself into a "wind spirit" to avoid the slight mismatch between body and consciousness being caught by Ai Yanchang.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Mr. Fu Tong walked in with brisk steps, accompanied by the breeze.
After coming in, she quickly took out the photo stone and pointed it at Fu Henghua on the bed.
But the moment she came in, Fu Henghua straightened his aching body and assumed an upright sitting posture.
Seeing that he couldn't get the picture he wanted, Fu Tongjun took a casual look and threw the photo stone into Qiankun's purse.
"What was the result of the sword fight?"
"I just went to play a game and won a great victory."
"Your Thousand Insects and Hundreds of Gu Sword from Lao Shizi?"
"snort--"
Fu Tongjun looked at Xiaoyu and Hengshou beside him.
Xiao Yu whispered: "Miss Seven has learned a set of "Golden Thread Sky Rain Sword Technique" in recent years."
Hengshou: "The girl is good at swordsmanship."
The swordsmanship that can make Hengshou evaluate it like this?
Henghua was a little surprised.
Looking at Mr. Fu Tong carefully, He Luo pictures and texts appeared in his eyes.
"Hmm... the sword energy is biased toward left-handed swordsmanship? Is it used to coordinate with your Gu technique? The East China Sea Sword Sect is so rubbish. The door on your right side is so big that no one can win - oh, there is a suitable one. Hidden sword technique with a dagger? With your temper, what kind of Gu insect did you use to simulate the sword and dagger?"
Mr. Fu Tong looked a little surprised when he saw that Fu Henghua was so familiar with his family treasures and directly pointed out his own swordsmanship style.
"Your understanding of swordsmanship seems to have improved a lot. Is the Hui Ming Xin Sword so useful?"
"If you have spent a hundred years sharpening swords in the Heartland World and watched a superb swordsman fight with a large group of swordsmen, you will naturally have this kind of vision."
Tao Ming used the "Hui Ming Heart Sword" to build the Heart Sword World. He and Fu Henghua's spiritual gods, plus the swordsmen spawned by the Evil Emperor Sword, were all included in it.
When Fu Henghua and Tao Ming were competing, he also saw Tao Ming constantly fighting with the puppet of the Evil Emperor Sword, which inspired him greatly.
Before the overthrow of the continent, Fu Henghua had memorized 30% of the many Chinese swordsmanship skills that had been lost for a long time. He planned to go back and write it down silently to fill his Langhuan Pavilion.
After Fu Tongjun sat down, Xiaoyu poured tea for her.
Fu Henghua hugged the cushion, sat on the bed and asked curiously: "Why do you think of learning swordsmanship?"
"You can practice swordsmanship, but I can't?"
In order to win the second sword fight, Fu Tongjun not only practiced the sword by himself, but also forced his younger brothers and sisters to practice together.
Xiaoyu briefly described the situation when Fu Henghua was unconscious.
Hearing that Fu Bai Mindu went up and won a game, Henghua sighed: "My sister has grown up after all."
Now I know how to take care of my younger brothers and sisters.
"Sorry, I'm my sister."
Fu Tongjun approached Fu Henghua and wanted to reach out to press his wound.
As a result, he was blocked by a gust of breeze.
The light blue wind wall blocked Fu Tongjun's hand, preventing her from falling.
"I have lost a lot of my swordsmanship, but my wind technique - my wind sound has been upgraded."
Henghua raised his hand and lightly touched Fu Tongjun's palm. A whirlwind as big as a thumb moved in Fu Tongjun's palm.
OK.
She carefully held the whirlwind and observed it.
"Your control over the wind - has it caught up with Third Brother?"
"That's still close. Who allowed him to have a phoenix?"
Thinking of Fu Xiangfeng's phoenix, Fu Xuanxing's dragon and horse, and Fu Liuhui's thunder beast and unicorn hybrid, Fu Henghua sometimes has some strange thoughts.
But thinking about it carefully, I am not suitable for raising a spiritual pet at all. If he really catches it, he will most likely cause trouble for Xiaoyu and Hengshou.
"But as my wind spirit talent has grown, I have come to understand. The reason why our ancestors used "wind sound" as the standard talent of our family does have a profound meaning. "
Compared with the randomly appearing bloodline talents such as spiritual vision, wisdom heart, and sword bones, Fengyin, as a secret skill talent that everyone in the Fu family knows, is not taken seriously. But this talent is the bloodline certificate inherited by the Fu family from two generations of immortals from Fufeng Immortal Palace.
"Fengyin - Wind Spirit. If our family's talents are used properly, maybe everyone can become a "Wind Spirit". Maybe the risk of transforming into a "Wind Spirit" is too high, so its potential is deliberately sealed, right? "
Hearing this, something strange flashed in Fu Tongjun's eyes.
"What, you have a different opinion?"
"You haven't seen Third Brother's current state. If you had, you might revise your guess - Third Brother has further improved from "Fengyin" and has now mastered the basics of "Samadhi Kamikaze". "
"Samadhi Kamikaze? Are you sure?"
"Before you came, he demonstrated it to us. It does have the flavor of Samadhi Kamikaze, that's what the old man said."
Samadhi Divine Wind is similar to Samadhi Divine Fire, but the Donglai cultivation world has studied Samadhi Divine Fire for thousands of years, and has simplified Samadhi Divine Fire into a realm in cultivation.
Anyone who is in the realm of true fire must have inner fire and cultivate samadhi fire.
Further up, Samadhi Fire can evolve into Samadhi Divine Fire, or it can evolve into other top-level flames such as Nanmingli Fire, Sun Divine Fire, Pure Yang True Fire, etc.
However, there are few records of Samadhi wind in ancient times. Only fragments of Fufeng Immortal Palace were left behind.
"The divine wind of Samadhi makes the sky and the earth dark, and the gods and ghosts feel sad. If you are not an immortal, you will die if you touch it."
"The third brother said to himself that he understood the minor magical power from the "wind sound" and understood "wind control". Then he comprehends Samadhi, combines Samadhi Fire with Spiritual Wind, and cultivates Samadhi Spiritual Wind. "
Yufeng, one of the seventy-two minor magical powers of Earthly Evil.
"So, you think our "Feng Yin" is actually the foundation of many magical powers of the wind system. Can any advanced magical power evolve from this? "
"perhaps."
When Fu Tongjun saw Fu Xiangfeng's achievements and Fu Henghua's wind spirit, he also had some thoughts in his mind.
Perhaps, I should do more research on Feng Yin.
"Brother Henghua—you're awake."
Two heads came closer to the door, but it was Fu Pengming and Fu Baimin who came over.
Hengshou brought chairs for them and sat in front of Henghua like Fu Tongjun.
After asking about the sword fight between the two, Heng Hua asked about the current situation outside.
"Right now, several sword immortals from the Killing Sword lineage are sparring with the sword immortals from the Lingjue sect. We are all spectators, let's take a break first. By the way, are you still participating?"
Heng Hua shook his head quickly: "I am no longer a swordsman, An Xin is my magician."
Having said that, if Tao Ming couldn't defeat the Evil Emperor Sword, he would still fight against it. At least, they need to exchange opponents with each other to prevent the Evil Emperor Sword from recreating their reflections.
"Brother. Some seniors invited you to be a guest today, but grandma stopped them."
Fu Pengming said: "Someone posted the scene of the sword fight yesterday through the Tianxuan Taoist platform. There are more people coming to Baihua Island today. I think they are not here for the sword fight, but for you."
"It's okay, don't be afraid. A group of elders are here. They could only invite me to drink tea and ask about the "Sky Sword". "
But with Mu Shansheng nearby, who among them would dare to pry around?
"Hey - isn't this the little grandmaster rumored outside -"
Someone else pushed the door open and saw Fu Maiyuan and a young man in a mask coming in side by side.
Henghua smiled: "What kind of title is this? Senior - you haven't taken off your mask yet?"
"Come on, I'll take off the mask when I successfully transform into a baby."
Dan Xuanzi sat down nonchalantly, and Fu Maiyuan approached Fu Henghua to check.
"Not bad, recovery is okay."
"Originally, this kid wasn't injured. He was just too exhausted. Oh, by the way, he was injured. Your grandfather beat him."
Dan Xuanzi's tone was filled with gloating.
"How is it? How do you feel about Wind Spirit and Heavenly Sword?"
"Tired. Too tired. I don't recommend you try it, senior. Otherwise, if you turn into a fireball, you may not be able to change back."
"I'm not stupid, why take such a big risk?" Dan Xuanzi has now found an opportunity in the East China Sea. The road to Yuanying is almost certain, so why seek a shortcut?
"Have you understood the research on the East China Sea Dragon Palace?" Henghua asked about the news that went viral last month.
Dan Xuanzi, Fu Maiyuan, and Fu Tongjun shook their heads at the same time.
"The Dragon Palace is in the deep sea. The water pressure there is strong, and there are forbidden laws in the Dragon Palace, so we can't enter at all. But Zhongli's nephew is here, and there is some hope. Boy, do you want to go and take a look?"
Henghua shook his head silently.
"I haven't even gone to the Dragon Palace of the West Sea, so how can I bother to go to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea? You go there, and if you find books or something like that, I'll translate it for you."
Several people chatted for a while and then left one after another.
Henghua lay on the bed again, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and by the way, he gave gifts to Bodhi and Wukong, two spiritual gods, and left.
One returned to Five Elements Mountain and devoted himself to cultivating the "Three-hole Golden Ring". One returns to the forest sea of the abandoned continent and continues to understand the magic of immortality. Just Qizheng City and his party, plus the transformation into a wind spirit and mastering the heavenly sword, gave Fu Henghua a vague impulse in his heart.
Looking back on the Tiangang Island incident, what I saw from the Totem Spirit was that his impulse became stronger and stronger.
Create life!
It is no longer the same as before, playing with animals to transform yourself into a match, but to truly create a brand new race.
"The essence of life lies in the soul and body. The power of creation can heal flesh and blood, and it is not difficult to form a physical body. The problem is that the complex physical body is difficult to grasp. It is difficult to involve the structure of a race from scratch. But it is not easy to transform from the existing one. It’s a true creation.”
But recall the existence of totem spirits.
If the totem spirit is regarded as a kind of life form, then how do the cultivators of the Longju Civilization create a group of strange and diverse life forms to protect the future cultivating family?
etc……
Why family?
Can't a sect give birth to a totem spirit?
Also, the totem spirit locks the soul according to the bloodline to ensure that the dead soul is reborn in the clan. What is the principle of this?
Countless doubts appeared in Henghua's mind, and he couldn't help but think of the completely different birth methods of the Green Dragon King and the White Dragon King.
He vaguely felt that the clues to his understanding of the principles of creation and the creation of life lay in the people and events he had experienced over the years. But there is a lack of inspiration to connect all these clues.
Unable to figure it out, Fu Henghua gave up this part of his research for the time being.
When I opened the Tianxuan Taoist platform, I saw hundreds of densely packed messages.
Fu Henghua anticipated this and screened the messages one by one to reply.
But there are a few people who have to be careful with their messages.
One was an invitation from Yunhai sent by Cang Lanzi, asking Fu Henghua to participate in the compilation of "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills".
"My wind spirit transformation is helpful to the "Tian Feng Transformation". I had already guessed that Senior Canglan would send an invitation. But I didn't expect it to be so soon. "
Henghua considered his tone and wrote a letter of polite refusal.
The incarnation of Bodhi is over there, and I will go in. Hanging around in front of the Tribulation Immortal every day is really just waiting to get ganged up on.
The other is an invitation from Master Hengyuan, which is also related to the Book of Heaven.
"Has the repair of Zhenren's Taixuan Heavenly Book been completed?"
Of course, Master Hengyuan’s so-called deduction is over. Just completing the three major realms of Qi refining, foundation building, and golden elixir and twenty-seven minor realms. There is no Taoism after the Immortal.
But even so, it pushed the Xuanwei Sect's skills to a new level.
"Can it be verified?"
Henghua replied carefully.
"Not provable, unprovable."
Master Hengyuan was confident of the skills before the ninth turn of the golden elixir. Even if something went wrong, he could still find a way to save it.
But only the step of becoming an immortal was entirely his imagination.
If it fails, he will die immediately.
"Go and take a look at the ancient forest sea?"
After all, the ancient forest sea is one of the places where the founder of the Xuanwei sect incarnates.
"I went to see it, and it inspired me a lot, but it was of little use. When you went to Xihai, did you ever see Master's golden dragon incarnation?"
Henghua was stunned for a moment.
"Never."
After thinking about it, Henghua replied: "Soon, I will go into the West Sea again to investigate."
"Master's golden dragon body should be in the Dragon Palace of the West Sea."
The real person would stop talking after just one reminder.
Henghua went to read the third important message.
That was an invitation from Tianyang Lun Dao.
Henghua clicked on the invitation on the platform, and a purple cloud slowly rose.
"Nine years later, during the winter solstice, Tianyang discussed the Tao and surveyed all the qi."
"It's that time again."
Henghua was a little excited.
Last time Tianyang discussed it, he and Fu Xuanxing were all little kids in their twenties and thirties. Not to mention them, not even Vodanvi is qualified to participate.
But this time is different. As the representative of Yanlong, the Fu family is already qualified to participate in the most grand event in the Donglai cultivation world.
"It just so happens that you can go to Zihuang Pavilion to talk to them and get the last chapter of Yi Tian's Baji Book."
By gathering together the Heavenly Book, you can understand the Eight Diagrams and leave a Heavenly Book inheritance for the Fu family.
"Yu Zhitong is here with his son. My dear nephew, please come out and meet me. It's time to fulfill the promise I made with your father in the past."
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Upon hearing this, Henghua immediately wrapped himself in the quilt and said to Xiaoyu and Hengshou.
"Kick me out, throw me out, say I'm seriously injured and I won't see any visitors."
