The second floor of Piaoxuetang is very empty. There are more than a dozen stone platforms in the huge tower. Each of the stone platforms has an ancient book placed on it, and a futon is placed in front of the stone platform for the disciples to study quietly.
Pei Feng walked slowly to the nearest stone platform and picked up the ancient book on the platform, which read "Liu Guang Zhan". Obviously this was a book on swordsmanship or a sword technique. Pei Feng continued to move forward and picked up another book "Eight Desolate Seal". His eyes narrowed, and he felt that this magical power was extremely powerful just by the name. Open it and take a closer look. The text inside is obscure and difficult to understand. There are even some characters at the back that do not belong to the Western Regions. Pei Feng had no choice but to read the next book. As he gradually browsed through more than a dozen magical powers, Pei Feng's heartbeat gradually accelerated.
"Amazing!" He admired from the bottom of his heart. The heritage of this hermit sect is truly extraordinary. He has also seen some spells in the clan. Except for the secret arts of the clan, other magical powers are not comparable to any of the books here. He guessed that if any of these magical powers were perfected, they would leave a name in the world of cultivation.
Pei Feng did not dare to be greedy for too much, so he chose his favorite magical power, "Eight Wastelands Seal", and planned to write it down silently for later understanding.
The "Eight Desolate Seals" clearly states that it is divided into eight levels. During the spirit transformation period, you can practice from one to three levels. During the alchemy period, practice at the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels. Only during the soul refining stage can one comprehend the last two levels. The reason why Pei Feng chose this magical power is because it can improve with the improvement of his level. This type of magical power is the most precious. The only fly in the ointment is that the following levels are all recorded in some strange writing. To fully understand this magical power, he will need to learn another writing in the future. And he still doesn't know where the text comes from. Fortunately, he could understand the first few layers. Pei Feng guessed that the first few levels should be annotations made by the seniors of the Wuwei Taoist sect after thorough understanding. This is indeed the case.
Pei Feng planned to leave here after remembering it completely. When he walked to the stairs again, he seemed to sense some kind of call.
"Come on, kid, come up..."
"Huh?" Pei Feng stopped. "Is this?" He was sure that there was no sound coming from the upper level, but there was clearly a voice calling him.
"Come on, come up."
Pei Feng seemed to hear a call again. This is the feeling from the soul.
"Go up?" He whispered. He had never encountered such a strange thing before. "But......"
Pei Feng tried to take a step towards the steps, and immediately felt an invisible and strong sense of oppression.
"This restriction is so strong!"
He stepped back. Thinking of Master's previous instructions, he decided to retreat. Having obtained the "Eight Desolate Seals", Pei Feng already felt a little guilty, and he never dared to try to climb to the third level.
"Kick-kick! Kick-kick!"
The native chicken crowed for the third time, and Pei Feng still got out of bed when no one else got up. But that day, after he left the mountain gate, he did not carry the big stone, but ran as fast as he could into the distance. He ran hundreds of miles in one breath before stopping. After resting for a while, he looked around and saw no one around, and began to practice the "Eight Desolate Seals" he had memorized yesterday.
The first level of the "Eight Desolate Seals" requires cultivating the spirit transformation realm to the point where the spirit can take shape, and the spiritual energy in the body can be transformed into a Tao seal. This method can be performed by blessing the Tao Seal with the power of the runes recorded in the book. Powerful.
Pei Feng has now reached the sixth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. A huge Dao Seal quickly formed in his palm, and the Dao Seal slowly rotated in the air. He chanted runes. As expected, the seal gradually showed a difference. The runes on the Tao seal circulate. The white halo representing the spirit transformation realm also gradually turned into light yellow.
"Come out!" With Pei Feng's roar, the Dao Seal fell from the sky and hit the ground hard.
"boom!"
The boulders shattered and grass and trees flew everywhere. More than a dozen big trees were crushed into sawdust by this seal...
"What a powerful magical power!" Pei Feng was also surprised. He didn't expect that the "Eight Desolate Seals", which was only the most basic form of power, could reach such a terrifying level. It would be amazing if you really practiced it to the eighth level!
"What kind of sect is my sect?" He couldn't help but sigh. He believed that even among some major cultivation sects, there were definitely not many such magical powers. Everything about Wuwei Taoism can be summarized in three words. "Less but better". Although there are only dozens of magical powers, they are all extremely powerful. Although there are not many high-level magic weapons here, there is a mysterious treasure sitting there. Who dares to despise it?
"Isn't that the third level of magical power?" Pei Feng couldn't help but whisper. Then he shook his head to prevent such dangerous thoughts from arising in his mind.
He couldn't help but think of his mother's teachings countless times: "Don't be greedy, don't be angry, don't bully, don't be hateful."
Now, in order to protect himself, he had to commit the word "deception", but he would never dare to commit the word "greed" again.
At noon, Pei Feng returned to the mountain gate.
I saw senior sister Ting Yu casting spells in the bamboo forest.
Pei Feng stopped and watched. It is a type of "Asia Hand", which can generate arms from the opponent's body during a duel to defeat the opponent unexpectedly. He also studied this magical power yesterday, but he felt that this magical power was more suitable for girls, so he didn't choose it.
Now Ting Yu is using green bamboo as his opponent. Arms transformed from spiritual energy emerge from the bamboo, and then break the bamboo from it.
Pei Feng was horrified to see it. If this arm grew out of his body, it would be very impressive. It would be even worse if someone accidentally inserts eyes or picks out ears.
Ting Yu practiced for a while. Another magical power. This magical power can actually create rain out of thin air, making the small bamboo forest immediately misty and rainy. Ting Yu dances with her sword in the drizzle like a fairy.
Pei Feng was fascinated by it: "What kind of magical power is this?" He had not seen any records of similar magical powers on the second floor yesterday.
"This test of magical power is called 'Tingyu Sword'. I changed my name to Tingyu after practicing this magical power. This magical power is also my natal magical power."
Pei Feng didn't expect that his whisper to himself could be heard by his senior sister. He didn't understand how she could do it despite being so far apart? Given his understanding of the spirit transformation realm, this was impossible.
What did Pei Feng think of immediately? He looked at his wet clothes and said in shock: "Could it be..."
Ting Yu said: "I can feel everything that happens in my rain."
"This magical power is simply unbelievable!"
Ting Yu came over with a smile and said: "The magical powers of our sect are very extraordinary. Junior brother, you must practice hard and break through the spirit transformation realm as soon as possible. Then you can have access to these magical powers."
Pei Feng looked enthusiastic: "Senior sister, is the 'Tingyu Sword' the most powerful spell in our sect?"
"How could it be! Ting Yujian is only the weakest spell recorded on the third floor of Piaoxue Hall. I heard that you also entered Piaoxue Hall yesterday. When your cultivation reaches a certain height, Master Chu will definitely take you to the third floor. Three floors.”
"Senior sister. Does every disciple have the opportunity to obtain the third level of spells?"
Ting Yu said: "Of course, our Wuwei Taoist sect has only a few disciples. Do we still have any reservations about our disciples? But it takes a certain chance to obtain the third level of spells. Otherwise, those spells will be difficult to understand. Transparent. When I was choosing, I seemed to hear the call of 'Tingyu'. So I chose it. After practicing, I really felt that it was particularly suitable for me. But if there is no chance... Disciples of all generations have also forced it Enlightenment will not yield much in the end.”
Pei Feng was shocked! He thought secretly: "Did I be summoned by some powerful spell yesterday?"
"Junior brother, don't think too much now. It's not easy for you to enter the country through external skills. If you need anything, just tell me. I still have some body-refining elixirs there. You can go to my place later. take."
Pei Feng thanked him. He hurried back to the mountain gate, his heart couldn't calm down for a long time. He finally understood why the monks of the Wuwei Taoist Sect didn't like to accept disciples and just wanted to focus on meditating on supernatural powers! Those magical powers...those magical powers...
Maybe Ting Yu doesn't know, maybe his master doesn't know, and maybe all the disciples of the Wuwei Taoist sect don't know, but he understands the weight of these magical powers left by Master Sanye! What level of spell will choose the master? He had even heard of that level only once in his clan. A spell of that level is beyond the scope of the spell. Few modern cultivators are known. Only those who have ancient inheritance, such as the God Clan, know the existence of this kind of thing. Could it be that a small hermit sect really had that forbidden magical power?
Pei Feng was greatly shocked deep in his heart. Could it be: "Faith Technique?"
