"Is this your own movement technique?" Fu Zhe looked at Sun Zikai on the plum blossom pile like a shadow in the wind and moved like a swift eagle. He couldn't help but praise him three times, "Yan Mingzong doesn't have this level of footwork. With this method, , you are enough to become an elder."
Sun Zikai slid down and asked: "Master, why does the way of spiritual practice not focus on self-cultivation?"
Fu Zhe explained: "Because it is useless in the later stage, spiritual energy can transform thousands of techniques, and it will reach its path before it is close to the person. There are few opportunities to fight with bare hands, so those of the Xingqi sect can only be in front of the golden elixir." Take advantage, and after the golden elixir, there is no possibility of creation."
"What if I touch him before he condenses his spiritual energy?"
"How fast are you?"
"Master, want to try?"
"Okay, come on, uh..." Fu Zhe was stunned, because at this time, Sun Zikai's hand had already touched his throat. There was almost no process during this period. It was obvious that the two of them were at least five steps away.
Fu Zhe couldn't help but be afraid. If this was really a mortal enemy, wouldn't he have already lost his life?
Sun Zikai retracted his hand, but Fu Zhe still took a step back. He touched his neck and asked doubtfully: "Why are you so fast?"
Sun Zikai concealed his way of cultivation and only replied: "You learned it during the days of killing barbarians. What do you think of it, master?"
Although Fu Zhe was wary of this guy before accepting him as a disciple, after accepting him, he treated him sincerely. He did not hide his admiration and replied: "With this body method and within the same realm, you are undoubtedly invincible." .”
Then he asked: "Have you ever practiced Manqianlou's technique?"
"Practice."
"Come and take a look."
Sun Zikai could not really use energy, but accumulated aura in the palm of his hand, and used the aura to transform the technique. Trying not to overdo it, he kicked up a bench and waved it out. The aura turned into a technique in the air, Magatama Three Ways, He turned sideways and entered, and after a moment he settled into a cage. He saw that the bench was locked in the air by three rays of light, and no movement was seen for a long time.
Fu Zhe was shocked and asked, "What kind of technique is this?"
Sun Zikai replied: "This is the technique you chose for me in Manqian Tower - Earth Binding. It was originally meant for Jiang Yujin to practice, and I also learned it."
"Nonsense, how could I not know the art of binding the earth!"
Sun Zikai replied: "I was just inspired by this technique, and slightly changed and evolved it."
"That's even more nonsense. Do you know who created that bound place?"
"No matter who it is, it can always be improved." Sun Zikai said doubtfully, "In my opinion, this technique is very simple and not very advanced. You see, I have evolved into many forms."
The bench fell and fell into the water. Sun Zikai waved his hand and spiritual energy shot out. Four streams of water tightly entangled the bench. The flowing water ring did not let up for a moment, like a hemp rope soaked in water. It seemed extremely difficult to break free.
Sun Zikai used a knife to lift the bench back to the ground. As soon as it hit the ground, a large amount of earth and stone wrapped the bench into an "egg" and heavily smashed a hole into the ground.
It can be said that it binds the sky, binds the water, and binds the air, but it is not like binding the earth. Fu Zhe was confused and thought that if you had this ability, why would you worship me as your teacher?
He still didn't believe it, so he took out a thick book of techniques from his pocket and said, "After half a stick of incense, I want to see how far you have understood this technique."
Sun Zikai took the book and saw "The Way of Controlling Fire" written on the cover. Good guy, he opened the book to take a test, and he also encountered his own specialty. Sun Zikai was confused for a moment, thinking to himself, why should I read this?
After Fu Zhe left, Sun Zikai opened the book, but he did not take it lightly. Instead, he was deeply attracted by the subtle meaning of the book.
"The spirit accumulates the desires of the heart, and produces fierce colors. The burning fire is also the burning of emotions..." If Sun Zikai's understanding of flames is like a stream flowing through his body, then what this technique brings to him is The endless baptism of souls, when he sensed the faint thoughts in the flames for the first time, he felt like a fantasy, how could the flames respond to his heart like living beings.
His thoughts broke through from the small house and the small Ansheng Pass to the endless plains. It turned out that fire was born with desire and could be a kind of spirit or a kind of soul. He once talked to Jiang Yujin As mentioned before, can flames be divided into multiple types?
No matter how much he imagined before, he just divided a pile of fire into several piles of fire, but now it is different, the fire of the soul? Spiritual fire? The fire of desire? The fire of despair?
When the heart and soul are at ease, fire will be born. Whoever stipulates that fire must look like burning firewood for cooking, that should be the lowest form of fire.
He sat on the ground and meditated for half an hour. His mind turned into a fire phoenix, flying through the words as big as raindrops in the book. Suddenly, a hand hit his head.
Fu Zhe asked: "Where can I not see it?"
Before Sun Zikai could regain his senses, Fu Zhe knocked twice more, and then Sun Zikai raised his head and said: "Master, wait a moment, this book is of great use to me, I am fascinated by it, and I don't want to stop for a moment. "
Fu Zhe felt that this kid was being tough. That book was full of spells on the tenth floor of Manqian Building. He had read it for seven years but had never achieved anything. Even now, he could not create a trace of spiritual fire with spiritual energy.
Fu Zhe did not blame Sun Zikai, but encouraged: "It's okay, you have a good understanding. If you continue to figure it out for a few years, you will definitely gain something."
"It's so rewarding, Master. This technique has opened up my disciple's world. No wonder the techniques in Manqianlou are so expensive. It's really worth it."
"Oh? How far have you realized."
"A disciple is not talented. Although he has some understanding, he still cannot cultivate it within himself. It does take time."
"Haha" Fu Zhe nodded and said, "Is there any sentence that doesn't make sense?"
"Yes, there are too many." Sun Zikai's hand ignited with flames, and the soul flame seemed to be alive, kissing Sun Zikai's palm. Sun Zikai said: "As mentioned in the Dharma, the Qi of Xunyou Shen is clear, but this fire is obviously a symbol of desire, why can it still clear the Qi? Could it be that the simplicity of the great road and the end of the fire are Yan Wu?"
Fu Zhe's expression at this time was very ferocious, as if there was a stone stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a long time, "You...you first tell Master, how did you create this fire?"
"Oh?" Sun Zikai asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong with this fire?" He gestured in the sky casually, the aura turned into energy, and the energy formed a knot. Half a circle of flames was drawn, and he filled in another half circle to form a round.
Fu Zhe grabbed the book and flipped through it frantically. He bent down and asked Sun Zikai which page he had seen. Unexpectedly, he only saw the fifth page.
Fu Zhe's "Heaven" was shaken. He didn't understand how those obscure words, which he had not understood for seven years, recorded the way to create fire. He was anxious and insisted on letting Sun Zikai explain clearly.
Sun Zikai turned to the third page of the book, pointed to one of the lines, and read: "The Qi is clear and heavy, and the method is the mind."
He twisted a wisp of spiritual energy in his hand, calmed down, and "threw" it to remove the dirt and "miscellaneous". He peeled it into ten layers. Each layer was clear. Layer by layer, he fell down and spread a spell, which happened to be the earth-binding spiritual spell. The mark is laid out one more layer, and the two layers of clear spirit sandwich the seal, and sparks are immediately generated, which then become flames.
Sun Zikai said: "Thoughts generate fire. Since the pure Qi spreads the Dharma as thoughts, it can naturally become a spiritual fire."
"But, your flame is a little different from the one just now." What Fu Zhe didn't know was that just now it was the soul fire created by Sun Zikai using energy, but now it was the spiritual fire created using spiritual energy.
Fu Zhe still didn't understand: "How can your control over spiritual energy be so strong?"
Sun Zikai didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say: "It's all this technique. It's really exquisite. It taught me everything."
Fu Zhe sat down on the stool. He stared at the young man in front of him, and finally realized that he could not be the child's master in his spiritual practice. The best way to educate this child was to give him freedom. This guy only needs One direction is enough, and he doesn't have to do anything.
Sun Zikai asked again: "Master, this flame is different from the flames in the world. Does it have a name?"
Fu Zhe replied in a low voice: "It has no name. It is born from spiritual energy. It has been called spiritual fire from generation to generation."
"Look, I think the flames in the world can be classified, and can evolve into many categories. Those who make fires and cook are the most common ones, which belong to the hidden turbidity. Spiritual fire can always be brought to the table, but it can only be brought to the upper level. They are just ordinary things on the table. As written in the book, they are spiritual and near-mundane. I am going to call them the dirty fire and the ordinary fire."
Fu Zhe sat on the stool and looked at the young man sitting on the ground, as if he saw a towering mountain...
