Chapter 13

The heaven and earth bag is the bag full of lines on Fu Lao. It was once filled with inheritance stones and scrolls, also known as Fu bag. It was made by using the mysterious space and sketching with a Fu pen on the fur soaked in special liquid medicine. Fu Lao gave Zifeng a space of about 20 square meters.

Kongming ring is a ring made of Kongming stone by special means. Kongming stone is a rare material containing spatial attributes in nature. The size of space depends on the number of attributes, mostly five square meters, because it is simple and popular compared with heaven and earth bags.

Zifeng forgot his practice every afternoon because he thought about passing notes. Now the night has filled the air. Wu Zifeng just got up to leave. He was curious to see a glimmer of light behind the waterfall. So he went into the water carefully. I have to say that the ink knife is not good for nothing. At least in the water, his body will not be washed away by the torrent.

After taking a deep breath along the river bank, he slowly climbed up with the ink knife and climbed the rock wall to the back of the waterfall. He saw a very empty cave behind the waterfall. Zifeng glanced around. In addition to some snakes and plants, there was a stone with weak light. Zifeng picked up the stone and found nothing special. He put it in his bag and left.

When he returned to the hut, old Fu was standing in front of the hut, as if waiting for Zifeng's return. Zifeng couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart. It was the same in Wujiazhuang before. When he was a child, his mother always stood in front of the door and waited for his return. Fu Lao saw Zifeng coming back and his face was obviously relaxed: "come back and have dinner."

Fu Lao paid attention to the sound of wind footsteps, "in the future, pay attention to your footsteps when you walk. When the ink knife becomes a part of your body, your body foundation has taken shape, you can practice burning fist and experience in the mountains and forests."

Zifeng was overjoyed when he heard that he was about to practice the martial arts. After thinking about it, without saying a word, he lightened his steps and made it fall to the ground, which was no different from ordinary people. However, the consumption of vitality was not small, just like Zifeng supporting the ink knife with vitality all the time.

At the beginning, it was much better than just contacting the ink knife before. Zifeng didn't complain at all. He knew that all this was for his good.

Eating the food cooked by Fu Lao on the table, Zifeng was very calm. During the dinner, he asked Fu Lao about the characteristics of wind and space, and took out the stone just now. Fu Lao Duan detailed it for a while and didn't know it, so he asked Zifeng to take it.

After the banquet, Zifeng cleaned up, immediately sank down and meditated. The three roaring and breaking Cang formula began to work in the blink of an eye. From yesterday, the vitality of his body was boiling, as if he couldn't control it and wanted to get out of his body. Today, he asked Fu Lao and was overjoyed to learn that it was a symptom of promotion.

When he settled down, his vitality ran along the meridians. After three weeks, his vitality gradually lost control and began to run around. Zifeng was not in a hurry and worked his mind method again and again.

Finally, Zifeng's vitality began to gallop like a runaway wild horse. At this time, Zifeng's eyes suddenly opened and his hands were playing the seal on the cultivation of mental skills. He only heard a dull sound of "bang" in his body. An invisible wind shook out of his body, and the vitality in his body also quieted down. Zifeng was so comfortable that he couldn't help roaring up to the sky. He thought that Fu Lao was next door, He stopped, stood up and moved his body. In the middle of the martial arts division, he was more flexible and more concise.

The next day, at dawn, Zifeng came to the hospital, thinking about the curve of the wind and space he combined last night, took the rune paper and pen, and drew it. Now Zifeng can't use the desk to bend over and draw the talisman. At the beginning, the old talisman took out the series of equipment just to look more solemn. In fact, it can't use so much. One person, one stroke and one talisman are enough.

Zifeng calmed down, picked up the talisman pen in his hand and outlined it in the center of the talisman paper according to the lines of space compression and storage mentioned in yesterday's book. After a pause, Zifeng drew the flutter of the wind, but Zifeng was stunned and floated. Where do you want to float? How do you complete the positioning of the rune paper?

Just thinking about it, a gust of wind surged in. After some children's space was compressed, it accumulated and accumulated again until the rune paper was overwhelmed. With the sound of "boom", Zifeng was blown ten meters away by the sound transmission Rune made by himself, and most of the roof of the thatched cottage was lifted. Fu was sleeping soundly, only to hear the loud sound of "boom", Then the thatch was sprinkled on Fu Lao like ink splashing with soil. Fu Lao was surprised and rubbed up the roof. There were several thatchs on his head. He looked around with a dusty face. At this time, the sun had not come out and there was some gray around.

At a glance, Fu Lao looked at a deep pit that had been blown out in the courtyard. He was speechless and looked at Wu Zifeng who was slowly climbing up. In fact, Zifeng was sad enough. At that time, the rune paper was more and more uncontrollable. He got out and expanded in the air. There were many cracks. Zifeng immediately turned his back. The ink knife was good. A huge shield was behind him, Zifeng just flew out, crossed a curve in the air, and fell into the grass.

"I see. It turns out that this is the case. Instead, the wind is transmitted to spatial storage and compressed, but it doesn't stop. Something must happen." Zifeng immediately knew what was wrong.

First, transmission needs the integration of the wind, and then integrate into the wind in the transmission and become a part of the wind to spread thousands of miles away; Second, there is no necessary connection between wind and space. They should be blocked; Third, space storage is different from compression. A certain amount of air should be compressed into an original and calm state first. Only then can the language to be transmitted be recorded.

Zifeng brushed off the grass leaves, but saw that Fu Lao was already standing in the yard. Fu Lao also looked at Zifeng. For a moment, the laughter of the old and the young came from afar.

Zifeng started the production of air storage immediately without stopping. Because it is an independent two parts, it can be done separately. As Zifeng thought, the book is full of basic and fragmentary application characteristics of all natural things.

After studying, Zifeng drew. It was a good time. The rune paper can clearly record Zifeng's breathing language after blowing several times. I can't help but rejoice. After all, I found the direction.

After several tests, the rune paper was like snowflakes for a while, and then it disappeared. Fu Lao called it meat pain. Every time Zifeng came to take the talisman paper, he couldn't help twitching on his face, but he didn't want to show it. He just said, "pay attention to the quality of the talisman, not the quantity." Zifeng took the rune paper and left. Who knows if he heard it or not.

After several hours and thousands of attempts, the voice recording part finally succeeded. You can record Zifeng's words at will. Even one day and one night, there is no problem at all. Zifeng excitedly said to a piece of Rune paper: "Mom, don't worry, I'm fine now, and I can practice. I'll go home after a while."

"Niang, you and Xin'er don't have to worry about me. I'll go back soon." Such words are said for most of the day, and finally they can't go on. In fact, the notes passed on now can last up to an hour. Later, Zifeng certainly didn't know what he had changed.

Melt into the wind and become a part of the wind. How to do it. Zifeng suddenly thought of the moment when he had been thrown away. He had no weight, his whole body, the lightness of constantly floating, the wind floating in his ears, and he walked against the wind, and the wind just blew in his ears.

Yes, it's circulation. The wind is generated by uneven heating. Just add a little sunshine to create a small wind circulation. As for positioning, there is no good method for sub wind for the time being, because the book mentions the technology of positioning, which is to build a yuan Qi echo array at the destination. The sample talisman will easily find a place. But now there seems to be no way to do so.

Zifeng couldn't manage so much. Just now a pile of Rune paper that he drew and left a message was taken out. Just about to draw, old Fu appeared: "don't you lay the foundation today?"

Zifeng looked at Fu Lao eagerly, which meant that I was about to succeed. Let me spread my voice first. Fu Lao didn't understand: "well, draw the Fu first today, but you have to go to a place for me tomorrow."

"Good." Zifeng nodded and agreed without saying a word.

Fu Lao snickered behind Zifeng's back. When you cry.

The notes were originally level-4 talismans, but the difficulty of the division of quilt wind decreased infinitely, so that when the painting was completed successfully, it turned out to be orange and yellow, no two or three, which made Fu Lao speechless and call him a loser. In fact, this is Zifeng's current level of Talismans, and the previous level-4 talismans were drawn by mistake.

In other words, Zifeng's notes were amazing. Some only flew a few kilometers, some tens of miles. Although many more flew hundreds of miles, they had no direction. They flew into the sky and ran around in accordance with the wind. No matter what direction he was going or where the wind was blowing, they flew to where. The whole Qingyun town was blown up.

For example, one day, the husband was scolding his wife for being unfaithful and wearing a green hat for him. The wife defended. Suddenly, a talisman fell from the air. The husband took it in his hand and only listened to it: Mom, don't worry, I'm fine now. I miss you so much. I don't know when I can meet you. "

"What, you goods, not only steal people, but also children. Get out of here." So he waved his pen on a paper suspension.

And "see, I said my son is a talisman. If you don't believe it, listen to the notes sent by my son to me." A middle-aged man with a somewhat obscene look proudly showed off to the people around him.

"Cut, my son is also a talisman. Look at the notes sent by my son." Then a fat, proud middle-aged man said.

"Ah, brother's son is also a disciple of the Fu clan. Then we have fate." He preached obscene to the obese.

"That's right. I didn't expect my brother's son to be a dragon and Phoenix among people. It's a pleasure to meet you." the whole tavern was boiling for a moment.

Similar stories were staged every day until almost every family received one or two notes a week later.

Then one day, a family in the north of Qingyun town asked their son to go home for dinner. They accidentally used a sentence: "your mother asked you to go home for dinner. Don't practice." Suddenly, like a stone, it fell into the calm water, rippling with infinite ripples“ Your mother called you to eat. " It swept the whole Qingyun town in an instant and spread it to the surrounding towns. It's a good story.

The Wu family village, after a week's search, has not made any progress. Bai Yihan is eager to see through, his face is bloodless, and he doesn't know how to blame Wu Feichen when he comes back. But what to do. Wu Xin'er was also sad these days. Her funny smiling face didn't laugh at all. She sat alone in the hospital thinking of her brother, but she saw Ziyan from a distance. She ran over and shouted, "I've found my brother, I've found Zifeng."

Wu Xin'er was overjoyed and hurriedly looked behind him, but there was no brother. Bai Yihan also stumbled out of the house: "where is Zifeng, where is he?" Bai Yihan asked Wu Ziyan nervously and excitedly.

Ziyan gasped and pointed to the note in her hand: "here."

Bai Yihan took the note suspiciously, and the vitality was slightly applied, and the sound symbol emitted a light: "Mom, I'm Zifeng. I'm fine. You and Xin'er can rest assured that I can practice now. I have to practice outside for a period of time before I can go home, so you wait for me to come back." As soon as he heard the first sound, Bai Yihan burst into tears. It was Zifeng. It was good that he was all right. Wu xiner also broke his tears into laughter. Finally, his brother had news, and a tightly hanging heart could finally fall down.