With the help of wind? Before Fu Pengming could understand, Fu Tongjun suddenly pushed him from behind. Whoosh - the strong wind howled in his ears, and Fu Pengming subconsciously activated his magic power.
But Futong Jun had already sealed his power. He could only watch helplessly as the clouds and mist quickly passed before his eyes.
"rise".
"Sister... Is he, is he okay?" Although Fu Baimin didn't think that Fu Henghua and Fu Tongjun, the unscrupulous brothers and sisters, would harm others.
But—but there really aren’t any precautions at all?
"Don't worry, he's fine." As soon as Heng Hua finished speaking, he saw a pair of wings suddenly explode from Fu Pengming's back below.
Bang——Lan's wings appeared, and the falling force immediately slowed down. Along with the current of cloud air, Fu Pengming floated downwards.
wind? Wind? Whoosh - a strong wind blew by, his wings swayed, and he also spun in the air.
"Yes, Feng!" Fu Pengming immediately understood the intention of the unscrupulous brother and sister who deserved to be beaten to death by the old man.
He tried hard to control the wings behind him. These wings made by Fu Tongjun are not magic spells, but eagle feather bat wings similar to mechanism magic.
Swinging his wings, Fu Pengming used the airflow to adjust his direction and saw Fu Tongjun standing in the air.
"target".
"It's a bit too far, but if you use the wind..." Fu Pengming calculated the wind speed and distance, and then calculated based on conditions such as resistance and his own weight.
Everyone on the cloud felt a little relieved when they saw that Fu Pengming spread his wings and did not fall directly. Immediately afterwards, they saw Fu Pengming rising into the sky like an elegant swan, taking advantage of the wind to hit the clouds.
Lan shuttled through the sea of clouds again and again, and finally the arrow above his head successfully hit the cloud target high in the sky. Heng Hua smiled slightly and pulled him back to the cloud: "How was the experience? Do you understand how to practice the 'Wind Spirit Heavenly Sword'?"
"Understood!" The young man nodded heavily, and then looked to Fu Baimin aside. He was trying to shrink his body and hide behind his two sisters.
Can't see, can't see me...
"Brother, the Fengling Heavenly Sword is so mysterious that I don't think I can enjoy it alone. The Bai people lack the magic to protect themselves, so why not..."
"No need." The young man replied boldly, and then quickly used his escape technique. Lan
"I suddenly remembered that my father seemed to have something to do with me." He rubbed oil on his feet and ran away quickly, but Fu Pengming and his twins were connected, so how could he not understand his thoughts?
The moment he used his escape technique, Fu Pengming quickly took action: "Wind Locks." Chains instantly appeared from all around the cloud, locking Fu Baimin tightly.
"Huh?" Many monks said in surprise. Have you really learned it? Just fall out of the air once? It's that simple?
Lanfu Yaozhen and Fu Xiangfeng looked at each other, aware of the understanding in each other's eyes. So this is what Heavenly Sword has in mind?
Fu Pengming grabbed his younger brother and brought him directly to Jun Fu Tong. Lord Futong smiled and nodded, and he did the same to the Fubai people.
In a shrill scream, Fu Baimin also fell into the sea of clouds. But he didn't realize it as quickly as Fu Pengming. It wasn't until he fell from the clouds and the scenery of Baihua Island below became clearer and clearer that he figured out how to use the wings.
It hovers and circles below the clouds with the help of its wings, but because it has been away from the clouds for too long, it is difficult to return to the upper layer of the sea of clouds.
Lan
"It's good to take advantage of the wind and hit the clouds to conquer the sky. Forget it, let me help you with a good wind." Henghua lowered his hand, white light swept into the sea of clouds, and the wind suddenly became strong, carrying the Fubai people in the lower layer of the sea of clouds to fly through the layers of clouds.
Huffing - watching the cyclonic wind lift him up, the cloud target is already in sight. He concentrated hard on observing the position of the cloud target and constantly controlled his wings.
The first impact failed. The second time, failed. Lan... After eight repeated attempts, it was like a black arrow shattering a cloud target.
When Fu Tongjun pulled him up, he made a backhand
"Fengdie Luanwu" went to defeat Peng Ming. Fu Pengming imitated Fu Henghua's calm manner in dealing with his younger sister, and used a
"Wind Clear Water Stop" neutralizes the attack.
"You child, you have no respect for the younger. How dare you do this with your brothers and sisters here? I think you are going to be hanged on a tree and asked to enforce the law with a seven-star whip, so that you can remember it for a long time." Mr. Fu Tong listened. Hearing these words, he felt they were very familiar, and he looked Fu Pengming up and down.
Fu Henghua smiled as he watched the two brothers playing tricks, but did not step forward to reconcile. Then he turned to the others and said, "Do you want to give it a try?" Zhong Lihan laughed and asked Fu Tongjun to jump down.
With his wings spread, he quickly grasped the direction and easily smashed the cloud target. After coming back, he was about to speak, but was stopped by Fu Henghua: "Don't worry, let all Taoist friends try it." Compared with the pot throwing game just now, more than half of the people failed in this attempt.
After struggling in the clouds for a while, they fell to Baihua Island one by one. On the other hand, no one in the Fu family, from Fu Xiangfeng to the three youngest sisters in the Fu family, failed.
A crowd-pleaser experience
In the game of "Yunyi Target Shooting", each player thoughtfully pondered the meaning of the Wind Spirit Sword that suited them. Faced with this result, Hong Changyi was a little puzzled: "Henghua, have you laid the foundation for them in the Fu family?"
"I want to teach, why not teach Fu Xuanxing?" This is true. Fu Xuanxing is also one of the 70% who failed.
"The reason for this difference is that my Fu family is good at easy calculations."
"Yi? Divination?" Lan
"To be more precise, it's not my sister's ability of psychic vision, but her calculation method." Compared with the previous life, it was mathematics and physics.
Henghua took out an arrow: "You should know what is the shortest distance when throwing this arrow, right?" Straight line.
There is no need for special study, and hundreds of years of practice experience will allow them to understand this common sense on their own.
"Fellow Taoist Zhongli, do you know how much rain it will rain today?"
"This..." Zhong Lihan closed his eyes for a moment and hesitated,
"Two cents?" Lan
"How is it calculated?"
"Of course we calculate the total amount of water vapor in this atmosphere, and then..." Zhong Lihan understood what Fu Henghua wanted to say.
count. Numeracy is an indispensable skill for monks. However, many monks are superficial. They only know how to cultivate and understand the way of heaven, and then talk about mystical principles all their lives. As a result, they lack many basic skills.
However, the Zihuang Pavilion and the Fu family have a long heritage, so naturally the disciples and clan members will not let their studies go to waste. Heng Hua raised his hand gently, and the breeze lifted up the innate red inscriptions and fluttered around them.
The speed of the wind, the movement of clouds, the water vapor content, and even the proportions of various elements in the air are all marked in the form of innate red text.
"This is the essence of the Wind Spirit Heavenly Sword. It uses the wind as a medium to accurately calculate the movement of all factors in the heaven and earth, so as to be in an invincible position." When it comes to divination, it has been passed down from the ancestors of the Fu family, so naturally everyone can learn it.
"So, if we want to learn the Wind Spirit Heavenly Sword, we need to learn arithmetic first?"
"That's not necessarily the case. I believe that among the 30% of people present who successfully hit the cloud, there are also some who hit the target cloud not by calculation, but by feeling. This is not bad, spiritual sense is also the instinctive skill of monks."
"This kind of spiritual instinct is the spirituality and qualification of our generation to understand the world. If we only focus on calculation, we will enter the lower realm." Is philosophy necessary?
Of course you need it. Blind rationality rarely touches the mystery of Tao. Use rational logic to think and understand the world, and use perceptual spiritual vision to view the world.
This is the way of practice of acting masters. Perhaps some acting mages do not explicitly know this. But they practice this philosophy in everything they do.
"The essence of calculative swordsmanship is to calculate how long the opponent's sword is and how powerful it is. Calculate it through wind speed, resistance, gravity and other factors. In the end, you only need to step out of its range to easily dodge all attacks. "Many people disagree.
Why bother calculating? As long as you kill the opponent first, everything will be settled. I don't need to escape quickly, as long as the opponent can't hit me.
Is there any difference between escaping a thousand miles and escaping 1,200 miles?
"The art of calculation may be of little use in daily life. Our fighting method is just to gain an advantage and strike later. Otherwise, if you have all kinds of secret treasures, just go and smash them.
"But there are always situations where we don't have enough secret treasures and don't have much mana, so we need to be careful. For example - overcoming the heavenly tribulation?" Seeing everyone starting to think, Fu Henghua added fire again, talking about observing the movement of the heavenly tribulation and estimating the thunder and fire. The way the fall trajectories.
"Perhaps you haven't noticed that there are traces of thunder bombardment. Because the movement of thunder in the sky and earth has its own rules. As long as you master the trajectory of the thunder and avoid it before it lands, then..." Lan Na can avoid lightning!
Everyone cheered up and listened carefully to Fu Henghua's explanation. Since Taixuan preached, the world of Donglai cultivation has developed increasingly towards a philosophical path.
Although there are people like Master Yan who have accumulated experience and carried forward the practice of Taoism as a link between past and present, more monks still highlight one
"Fly bricks vigorously". Fu Henghua's philosophy is more pragmatic than that of Taixuan Taoist Saint. Seven points to calculate, three points to enlightenment.
This is the cultivator he imagined. At the moment, he is earnestly persuading and explaining, naturally to guide the cultivators to follow their own path.
To guide people to follow my path is the beginning of the Sacred Heart.
