In the evening, the three of them, the eldest grandson, ate around the small table in the house.
"So, senior brother, your special training is about cultivating strange fire?" Tang Yuyan asked.
For the weapon refiner, strange fire is also a flame that can be encountered but not sought. Different from fire, fire is a worldly spiritual thing bred by heaven and earth, while strange fire can be cultivated and produced by the warrior himself.
Of course, the strange fire cultivated in this way is much inferior to fire, but it is not absolute. It is said that there are many advanced warriors in the world who have cultivated strange fire that is comparable to first-class fire.
Feng Tianxiao nodded with a wry smile and said, "Yes, cultivating strange fire is not easy. The dean gave me a month and told me not to think about it if I couldn't cultivate it."
Changsun and Tang Yuyan nodded, just listening to them knew how difficult this special training was.
Feng Tianxiao shook his head and asked Tang Yuyan with a smile, "What about you, what is the content of your special training?"
Tang Yuyan said: "Mine is much easier than yours, but it is a bit time-consuming and labor-intensive. The dean asked me to refine all the swords and swords on this mountain of swords to ensure that the swords are at least 60% improved. A level."
"This is too perverted, how many swords are there?" Feng Tianxiao stared at the countless swords outside.
Tang Yuyan spread her hands, but she didn't look discouraged.
"Where are you, Changsun?" Feng Tian smiled and looked at Changsun.
The eldest grandson looked downcast, looked at the two of them, and said, "Well, I just wanted to ask you two to help me think about my special training. I have no idea all day long."
"You mean you haven't understood the content of your special training after a day?" Tang Yuyan asked in surprise.
The eldest grandson nodded and pointed to the refining furnace next to him, "The dean asked me to light a fire here because he wanted to test my ability to control fire."
Feng Tian smiled for a moment, walked to the refining furnace, took a look at the flames inside, and said: "It's simple, this is an ordinary flame, not a strange fire or a kind of fire. You directly inject the true energy and control it with mental power. Enough……"
Changsun looked at Feng Tian and smiled blankly.
"You mean this won't work?" Feng Tianxiao asked.
This is indeed too simple. Not to mention yourself and your eldest grandson, even an inexperienced weapon refining apprentice would know it.
Changsun replied: "Yes, the dean does not allow me to use my true energy and spiritual power. He said that I should...feel it with my heart..."
Feng Tianxiao was stunned again, "Feel it with your heart? Isn't this a bit nonsense?"
Changsun put his index finger in front of his mouth, making a shushing gesture, and at the same time pointed his other finger upward, indicating that Dean Wu could hear.
Feng Tianxiao quickly shut up.
Tang Yuyan also couldn't understand the content of Changsun's special training. Logically speaking, the finals were coming soon. Even if the training content was difficult and painful, she could understand it, but Changsun was... getting angry...
It's too easy, or too ignorant.
"Changsun, you are smart. Think about it carefully. The dean's arrangement must have deep meaning, but we haven't figured it out yet." Tang Yuyan said.
As soon as the eldest grandson heard this, he scratched his head irritably with both hands and said, "Don't praise me for being smart. I've been doubting myself after hearing this for the past two days. I wonder if I'm a fool."
Immediately afterwards, Changsun repeated to the two of them what Dean Wu said to him in the afternoon.
"This is the tip the dean gave me." Changsun said helplessly.
Feng Tianxiao thought for a moment and said, "Maybe... the dean just wants you to be stupid..."
The eldest grandson was stunned when he heard this.
"Be stupid..."
"Uh, I'm sorry, eldest grandson, senior brother, I really can't think of what the dean means. How about you think about it carefully." Feng Tian said with a smile.
Changsun nodded, and Tang Yuyan and the others took a brief rest before returning to practice.
Changsun also returned to the refining furnace and looked at the flames dancing inside. The flames were sometimes big and sometimes small.
In the next few days, Changsun no longer thought about it, but really focused on lighting the fire.
Needless to say, when Changsun really started to do this with his heart, he discovered that it was just
There is also a gap in how to make a fire.
Changsun stared at the flames in front of him and tried hard to think about the state of the flames when Dean Wu lit the fire yesterday.
After this comparison, I realized that my own flames were getting bigger and smaller, and were trembling constantly, while Dean Wu's flames seemed to be still, maintaining the same state.
After finding the gap, Changsun finally found the target. He began to imitate Dean Wu and carefully add firewood and gently blow the bellows.
However, it was then that Changsun discovered that this matter was surprisingly difficult.
Only then did Changsun understand what Dean Wu meant by "controlling fire."
Changsun, who has become accustomed to using his true energy and mental power to control everything, found that when he returned to the most primitive working state, everything became so difficult, and the previous feeling of controlling everything completely disappeared.
Changsun went from imitating to exploring, then trying again and again, and finally lost patience.
"Why use such a backward and stupid way to control fire when there is an easier and faster way." Changsun gradually became irritable, his true energy started to circulate, and a bursting flame appeared in his hand.
The flame in the furnace seemed weak and helpless compared to the flame in Changsun's hand.
"calm!"
Dean Wu's voice sounded from behind Changsun at the right time.
The flame in Changsun's hand was extinguished instantly.
The eldest grandson turned around and bowed politely, but there was still an angry look in his eyes.
Dean Wu sat down and waved his hand to signal his eldest grandson to sit down as well.
Dean Wu first looked at the fire in the furnace carefully, and then said: "Yes, it has improved a lot compared to last time. It seems that I have figured out my intention."
Changsun was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, Dean Wu did not reprimand him but instead praised him first.
But the more this happened, the more impatience grew in Changsun's heart.
"Dean, why on earth do you want me to control the fire like this? This is... meaningless!" Changsun said as if venting his anger.
Dean Wu was still not angry, but turned around, added more firewood, and started blowing the bellows.
"Changsun, you are really smart. It took you just a few days to get the hang of it. You know, it took me a long time to reach this point."
Dean Wu's calm tone at this time was like the gentle wind blowing from the bellows, soothing the eldest grandson's ups and downs.
"Everyone wants to be smart, and so do I. After all, smart people can do everything faster, endure less hardship and gain more. But grandson, smart people may not necessarily go further than stupid people."
"A wise man always looks forward, while a fool always looks down. If you look forward, you will go faster, but you will easily go astray. If you look down, you will go slowly, but you will not easily go astray."
This sentence struck directly into Changsun's heart.
Dean Wu clapped his hands, stood up, walked to Changsun and said, "I don't want you to be a fool, but I want you to be smarter than smart people, able to look forward, and not Forget to look down."
"You said that controlling fire in this way is meaningless. Then let me ask you, you think that controlling fire in this way is more convenient and easier to control, but have you really controlled it?" Dean Wu raised a ball of flame in his hand and raised it to Zhangsun. asked in front of him.
The eldest grandson was stunned.
"The warriors all say that practice is to go against the will of heaven. You can control the heaven and earth, change the laws of nature, and play with everything in the world. Is this really the case? The aura of heaven and earth you sense is really whatever you want. And move?"
Changsun stayed where he was, looking at the flames in front of him, and then looked at his hands stupidly. Some thoughts that he had never thought about seriously, but had hidden in the corner, emerged.
"We think we are the makers of order, but in fact we are only the enforcers of order. All power is just a gift from nature to warriors. The only thing we can control is ourselves, or here." Dean Wu pointed. own heart.
The eldest grandson sat blankly on the stool. Dean Wu had already left for a while, but the words he said before leaving still echoed in the eldest grandson's ears.
"Changsun, the exercises, spells, magic, weapon refining methods, etc. practiced by warriors, we temporarily summarize them inappropriately as the laws of the world, and everything in the world
The order contained in things themselves is summarized as natural order. Those worldly laws were understood, created, and improved by predecessors in order to allow us to get closer to the true natural order better and more easily. "
"Various laws can only be infinitely close to order, but they can never be equal to or replace order. If you can only abide by the laws, you will naturally not be able to understand the order; only by discovering the laws can you approach the true order."
"The reason why I let you use the most primitive method to control fire is because I want you to abandon these laws and not let them become the dust that blinds your heart."
"Feel it with your heart!"
