Compared with Yanxuan, Qian Chao's air control skills were more smoothly practiced. While Yanxuan could barely stand more than a tree high, Qian Chao could already calmly fly dozens of feet high and look around. .
That day in the library, Senior Brother Cheng, who helped him select scriptures, suggested that he should practice the art of controlling the air well no matter what, otherwise he would not be able to move even within the sect, let alone the sect, in the future. Qian Chao listened to this and believed deeply.
The day he entered the inner sect, the size of this sect was far beyond his imagination. He originally thought that the Wuling Sect must be built in a secluded place in the mountains that was extremely difficult to find. The size should be at least the same as that in Wangjing. It was a large courtyard similar to that of my grandfather's Prime Minister's Mansion, with a front yard and a back yard, and rows of houses. A few tall buildings were enough.
But Qian Chao was dumbfounded as soon as he entered the sect. The sects he had thought about before were indeed all there. Not only were there, but there were quite a few. Not to mention sects, only Jiuxuan was as big as his Qian family's Prime Minister's Mansion. There are probably more than a hundred buildings that he can see. You must know that these are only around his residence. Qian Chao has not wandered around Jiuxuan at this time.
The size of this sect is far beyond Qian Chao's imagination. How could he imagine that he would spend an unknown number of years here, walking around with only a pair of feet? Isn't that a joke?
Although his spiritual root qualifications are very average, first of all, this air control technique is actually very simple and the formula is also very short. Secondly, Qian Chao is a man. Not only is he not afraid of heights, he has been naughty and climbed everywhere at home since he was a child, annoying his mother. Kiss and jump to your feet. Therefore, the practice of controlling the air is not difficult for Qian Chao. After a few days, you can come and go freely at a height of several feet.
However, as Qian Chao became more and more courageous, he gradually became tired of watching the crowds of people who were as thin as insects and ants coming and going from the height of tens of feet. What he had in mind went one step further.
Senior Brother Cheng said that this air control technique is actually the monk's legs and feet, and this is indeed true. When a person grows up from a baby to an adult, the first thing he does is to learn to walk, but once this walk is gone, people will no longer care about it. They can read while walking, talk while walking, and the common walking in the market They were marching while carrying heavy loads, the teachers in the school were pacing and teaching the disciples poems in the book, and the soldiers on the school field were lined up in neat rows, constantly changing formations or waving their swords to catch each other. Rehearsal of fighting, no one at that time deliberately thought about how to walk the road under their feet, first this leg, then that leg.
It can be seen that walking is instinctive.
The stories in the play are all related to gods and monsters, and they are all about gods riding clouds and mist in the sky to fight with monsters, whether using spells or magic weapons, and finally leaving behind a legend of slaying demons. At this time, Qian Chao's understanding of the world of spiritual practice was still relatively superficial, but he was certain that if practitioners were right with each other, if they had to decide the winner, they would have to fall first. If you try to do it on flat ground, you will fly away. Where can you do it?
When fighting in the air, the monks in the fight are doing two things at the same time. The first is to prevent themselves from falling, and the second is to use spells or magic weapons to defeat the opponent.
Both of these things consume the body's spiritual energy. Qian Chao has seen others cast spells. In the small five spirit formation, the monk named Suo who was trying to seize the body of Senior Brother Guan wanted to use a fireball to hurt Tang. Ping's Xiaobai, luckily he missed that time, but Qian Chao kept the process of casting the spell firmly in his mind. Although he didn't know how to use the spell, the use of the spell must be based on the spiritual power in the body according to certain rules. It runs inside the body and finally releases a fireball from the hand.
But don't forget, this air control technique requires spiritual power to continuously circulate in the body to allow one to stay or move forward stably in the air.
In other words, practitioners can at least do two things with spiritual power at the same time, but one thing has become so proficient that it is ignored like instinct. And if these two things are done, the rules for the operation of spiritual power in the monk's body are different, which means that the monk himself can use at least two different spells at the same time. If the two spells are already as proficient as instinct for the monks, can they do three things at the same time?
Qian Chao often walks, eats and reads at home.
Qian Chao was very interested in the ones I thought of above, but due to his limited cultivation, he could only explore slowly in the future.
There was another thing that made Qian Chao think endlessly. After mastering the air control technique, Qian Chao got tired of flying around and did a test to see how high he could fly in one go. How far can your breath fly?
This incident almost caused danger. Qian Chao once tried it in a deserted place. He flew straight up. When he flew nearly a hundred feet, he suddenly thought that if his spiritual power was exhausted at the end of the flight, he would not be able to maintain this control in the air. Technique, is it going to fall straight down? There is no immortal who breaks his leg in the play, but he may very well become the first disciple of Jiu Xuan to fall to death because of his recklessness. That would be too stupid! Thinking of this, Qian Chao finally gave up on this test.
However, Qian Chao tried to see how far he could fly at one time, and it was pretty good. He didn't bother to remember how far it was, but Qian Chao estimated that if he were left in the world, the cavalry would rush around for a day, and it would only be enough for him to have a cup of tea.
Here Qian Chao thought that although this air control technique seemed to consume less spiritual energy, it still consumed spiritual energy, just like if there was a hole in the bucket, the water in the bucket would continue to leak out, even if the hole was broken. The hole is as small as the eye of a needle, and the water in the bucket sometimes leaks and becomes empty. But if someone can keep pouring more water into the bucket, water will always flow out of the hole in the bucket. Won't you stop?
Qian Chao's way to increase his spiritual power is to practice the "Yuan Chu Technique". If he can run the air control technique and the "Yuan Chu Technique" in his body at the same time, can he keep flying without stopping? Or keep flying upward until you can touch the stars in the sky with your hands?
Qian Chao himself has tried it many times, always in his small courtyard, using the air control technique to hang himself half a foot high, and sit cross-legged in a serious manner, and then circulate it in his body while sitting cross-legged. As for "Yuan Chu Shu", the result was that his back and legs were sore after falling for more than ten times in a row. He had to hold on to a stone table and bench to breathe for a long time before he could stand up.
However, he is not discouraged. He must have just started practicing and has not yet mastered the trick. In other words, he is not yet proficient in the "Yuan Chu Technique". He is trying to run before he can crawl. Of course he will fall down. He will become proficient in it in the future. Well, it might be possible to use the "Yuan Chu Technique" like the Air Control Technique.
If he could do this, wouldn't he have a steady stream of spiritual power at his disposal? Perhaps the weakness of his poor spiritual root qualifications can be overcome once or twice. This is the fundamental reason why Qian Chao thinks about this.
After getting up that day, Qian Chao finished cleaning up everything. Because today the master was going to give the first lecture to those disciples who wanted to practice weapon refining, so he went out early. If he was late, it was unlikely that he would be able to do it. Being punished would always displease the brothers who taught him the art of refining weapons, but Qian Chao didn't want that.
The lecture was held in a large courtyard with no buildings. It was surrounded by corridors and rows of futons were placed in the central courtyard. It seemed that the disciples were going to listen to the lecture in the open air. In front of the futons were placed There was a long wooden table, which must have been where the senior brother who taught me taught scriptures.
The money wave came first and occupied a good position at the front.
The wall to the west of this courtyard is the high wall of another larger courtyard. The red high wall partition makes people wonder what is going on in that large courtyard, but Qian Chao estimates that there should be a lot of people there. Objects such as stoves, because there is always heat coming from the direction of the high wall.
There was a small door on the high wall that led directly to the corridor of the courtyard here. Not long after Qian Chao sat down and there were not many disciples coming from behind, the small door was pushed open and a young monk walked out. When Qian Chao looked at it, he discovered that it was Brother Cheng who had selected scriptures for him in the library that day.
"Senior Brother Cheng" When Senior Brother Cheng came closer, Qian Chao stood up early and saluted.
Senior Brother Cheng was stunned for a moment, and after a closer look, he recognized who the junior brother in front of him was. It was Junior Brother Qian who was going to practice "Yuan Chu Shu" in the library that day. You could tell by looking at where he was sitting that Qian was The junior brother must be the first one to come, and he has already taken the best seat. This makes senior brother Cheng happy. Everyone likes what he has to say and let others listen carefully. Looking at the other junior brothers and sisters who are already present, I don’t know. Whether they are timid or lazy, whether they are sitting in a remote or far away position, Senior Brother Cheng will naturally not pay attention to those people.
"You're here early, Junior Brother Qian." Senior Brother Cheng greeted.
"I didn't dare to be too early, but I didn't expect that it would be Senior Brother Cheng who would teach us, so I was a little surprised."
"My sect has entrusted me to teach you the art of weapon refining to you junior brothers and sisters. Sit down and talk. There are not so many rules."
As the two chatted, more and more disciples arrived one after another, gradually filling the entire courtyard.
