Miao Kefa was wearing a green satin Taoist robe. He was of medium height, with slanted eyebrows, a high nose, and bright eyes. He looked very capable and handsome.
Zhou Hongfang, the monk in charge of the academy, and Wu Chuancui, the elder who taught the martial arts, accompanied him on the stage, one on the left and one on the right, which was considered a great honor.
"I didn't expect Miao Kefa to be so young after being famous for many years!"
Zhao Lin was a little surprised. He originally thought that Miao Kefa was a respected old man, but when they met, he discovered that this man was in his prime.
The lifespan of those cultivating in the Qi Refining Realm can be more than 120 years, but after reaching the age of seventy, they will gradually show their age.
Miao Kefa looks about forty years old, so according to common sense, his true age cannot be more than sixty.
It seems that in addition to practicing hard, he must also be talented in magic.
Spell talent is mainly reflected in the perception and control of the five elements.
The level of the spiritual root is helpful to practice spells, but it is not the decisive factor. No matter how high the spiritual root talent is, it is impossible to take advantage of all the benefits.
Zhou Hongfang walked to the stage and said with a smile: "Everyone, the person next to me is Elder Miao."
Before he finished speaking, the monks in the audience clapped their hands and applauded.
For most ordinary monks, Miao Kefa is not only famous, but also more down-to-earth. He is not the kind of lofty and unattainable heavenly and earthly spiritual roots.
Miao Kefa smiled calmly, raised his hands and saluted, "I, Miao Kefa, have met all of you fellow Taoists."
Zhou Hongfang nodded and continued: "I believe everyone has already heard of Elder Miao's name, so I won't introduce him further."
He gave up his position, stretched out his hand and said, "Please let Elder Miao teach you the Dharma!"
"Don't teach the law properly, it's just an exchange and discussion."
Miao Kefa said modestly, then with a calm look on his face, he raised his voice and said: "A gentleman is born without exception. He is good at fake things, and the same is true for Taoism..."
It starts with the most basic laws of heaven and earth, and explains the various difficulties encountered in practicing magic, as well as the solutions and tips.
There was silence in the square. Everyone was looking at the stage attentively, for fear of missing a word.
Zhao Lin is no exception. Although he has a spiritual chart that can directly absorb spells, it does not mean that he can lie flat.
There are only nine grids in the spiritual map, and the capacity is limited. It can only be used to store the most important spells. Ordinary spells still need to be practiced by yourself.
Miao Kefa often preaches in various counties. He is already familiar with the writing and has excellent control of the rhythm. It will neither make people feel overwhelmed nor be too lengthy and protracted.
Everyone listened with great enthusiasm and felt that their trip was worthwhile. Even Zhou Hongfang and Wu Chuancui also listened with gusto.
At noon, the bell of Lingdao Temple rang, and Miao Kefa's lecture had just ended.
According to the agenda, there will be an hour's break at noon, and in the afternoon we will talk about some experiences of practicing magic and answer questions.
Zhao Lin planned to "fight" with Miao Kefa in the afternoon.
He has already found out clearly that Miao Kefa's two magic skills that he has perfected are ice knife and flaming arrows, and he also has a wooden defensive spell that he has perfected.
"Very good, one ice magic and one fire magic. It just so happens that I also have these two attributes."
Zhao Lin made a preliminary plan for the nine grids of the spiritual map.
There are two to three attack spells, two or three defense and escape spells, and the rest are auxiliary spells such as breath-taking, healing, diving, etc., and at least one grid is left as a spare.
Originally, his attack spell was Wind Blade Technique, but since he had a perfect Ice Blade Technique, there was no reason to let him go, so Zhao Lin decided to accept it.
Disciples of the Spiritual Dao Academy must practice an attack spell, and they must choose one of the four attack spells: Spiritual Knife, Spiritual Hammer, Spiritual Whip, or Spiritual Thorn.
The reason for these four spells is very particular.
After learning the spirit sword technique, you can easily control medium-sized magic weapons such as flying knives, flying swords, judge pens, and pointed awls.
Only by cultivating spells can one be able to control the magic weapon freely. Otherwise, the magic weapon will be nothing more than a flying weapon and cannot exert its maximum power by relying solely on divine consciousness and spiritual power control.
In the same way, the Spiritual Hammer Technique is good at driving heavy magic weapons such as hammers, axes, staffs, and halberds; the Spiritual Whip Technique is good at driving soft magic weapons such as ropes, chains, bags, and circles; and the Spiritual Thorn Technique is used for needles, nails, darts, thorns, etc. Small magic weapon.
Zhao Lin didn't want to go astray, so he chose the most commonly used spiritual sword technique.
Only by close contact with spells can you get spell marks.
But how can we get Miao Kefa to agree to use magic to attack him?
I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to go directly to the stage to make demands. We must find a roundabout way to facilitate this matter.
Zhao Lin was wandering outside the Lingdao courtyard while thinking about it.
I accidentally looked up and saw a fruit tree on the side of the road full of unknown green fruits. My heart moved. When no one was paying attention, I walked over and picked a fruit and put it in my arms.
An hour later, everyone gathered in the square again.
Miao Kefa came on stage on time, talked about some of his experiences in practicing magic, and then said: "My knowledge is limited, and there is only so much I can talk about."
"I wonder if you have any questions? You can raise them and we will discuss them together."
At this time, I suddenly heard a voice saying: "I have heard for a long time that Elder Miao has two perfect spells. Can you demonstrate them to open our eyes?"
The monks, who had lowered their heads in deep thought, forgot to ask questions after hearing the words. Their emotions were so high that they started making noises.
"What a great idea. Elder Miao is here once in a while. Please show your skills!"
"Yes, let's open our eyes too."
Miao Kefa smiled knowingly and was not surprised. Everywhere he went, monks often made similar requests.
He was already prepared. He immediately took out three small red balls the size of pigeon eggs from the lock bag on his waist and said with a smile: "Okay, I don't know..."
"I want to come!"
Before Miao Kefa could finish speaking, a loud voice sounded.
Then, a tall monk walked out of the crowd and jumped directly onto the high platform.
Miao Kefa was stunned and speechless. He originally wanted to say, "I wonder who is willing to come on stage to cooperate." Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, this person knew what he was going to say and agreed directly.
I agreed too quickly, and those who didn’t know it thought they were looking for a helper.
The person who came was none other than Zhao Lin, and he was the one who encouraged Miao Kefa to demonstrate the spell just now.
Zhao Lin originally wanted to wait until Miao Kefa finished demonstrating the spell before finding a way to take the stage. Since Miao Kefa needed manpower to cooperate, he had to do his part.
The monks below realized it at this time and couldn't help but sigh that Zhao Lin acted quickly and grabbed this opportunity to show his face.
"Disciple Zhao Lin, does Elder Miao need someone's cooperation to demonstrate the spell?"
Zhao Lin said respectfully.
Miao Kefa's expression returned to normal, he nodded and said, "Exactly."
Without saying much, he waved his hand and used the object control spell, and three red balls flew lightly towards Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin reached out to catch it, and felt that the surface of the ball was cold and hard. It was obviously made of some kind of metal, and it was hollow inside. It swayed slightly and made a sound. It must have been specially used for demonstration.
"Elder Miao, what should disciples do?"
Miao Kefa smiled and said: "It's easy, just walk four hundred steps away and throw the ball into the sky."
"yes."
Zhao Lin got off the high platform and did not stop until he had walked four hundred steps.
Seeing this, the monks probably guessed what Miao Kefa was going to demonstrate, and they all watched with wide eyes.
"It's time to start!"
Miao Kefa raised his hand to signal.
"one two three!"
Zhao Lin shouted loudly and threw the three balls vigorously.
Everyone immediately looked at Miao Kefa, but saw that his face was indifferent and unmoved.
Waiting for the ball to rise to the highest point and start to fall, Miao Kefa raised his hand, barely squeezing the magic formula, and then shot out a little cold light from his hand, as fast as a meteor, and went straight to the three red balls in the distance.
The cold light flew halfway, suddenly flashed, and turned into three silver and crystal clear ice skates!
Ding ding ding!
Just listen to three consecutive sounds, three skates hit three small balls at the same time.
Hitting the target from such a long distance, everyone burst into applause when they saw it.
The faces of Zhou Hongfang and Wu Chuancui were very calm. Although Miao Kefa's move was brilliant, they could barely do it, but not so cleanly. Both of them guessed that there were more powerful methods behind it.
Sure enough, three skates hit the ball, and the ball did not continue to fall, but bounced upward.
The three ice skates were like three swimming fish, turning immediately and catching the three balls as they fell, and they cut at the bottom of the balls.
The balls jumped up again and hit each other in the air...
In this way, the three skates were going around and around, and the three balls were always hanging in the air.
The sound of "ding-dang-dang-dang" is constant, like beads falling on a jade plate, which is extremely clear and sweet.
The monks were so dazzled that they even forgot to applaud.
Miao Kefa smiled slightly, his five fingers changed into handprints, and the three skates merged into one.
Everyone thought that the performance was about to end, but they saw the only remaining skate continuing to hit the ball. The speed was so fast that only a stream of light could be seen shuttling between the three balls.
The three small balls are still jumping and colliding in the air, never falling.
Zhao Lin looked up for a long time and was shocked. There were only four words in his mind: breathtaking!
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"This is the spell I want!" (End of Chapter)
