The control of wind is not as simple as people in the market say, and it cannot be learned by relying on magic equipment alone. Book friends uploaded that generally powerful wind warriors have gone through hard training before they can exert the power of wind to the limit. If not, wouldn't they be like beginners who only learn superficial things and don't know the depth? , after all, it¡¯s not of much use.
Sports culture cuts off leaves, and few people discover and use this seemingly useless training method. In fact, most people don't know that it is precisely this training method that can initially train the cohesion of the wind controller, so the difficulty is unimaginable. This training method obviously requires only a small amount of magic power, but consumes immeasurable mental energy. Yes, judging from Changtian's current situation, he is almost exhausted.
The old man's action of blocking the light woke up Changtian, who was sleeping soundly.
"It's time to work harder! Changtian, we have to work harder and train harder, and we can't relax for a moment."
"Why did I fall asleep?"
"Excessive mental energy consumption can make people feel sleepy, which is normal. How are you feeling now?"
"It's okay!" Changtian couldn't help but yawned. His condition was not very good, his face was slightly red, and there was still a trace of sleepiness in the corners of his eyes.
The old man led Chang Tian across the grassland to the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain is surrounded by clouds, it is cold and covered with white snow, and the scenery is indescribably beautiful. However, the higher you go, the thinner the air is, and the harder it is to breathe. It is not easy to imagine the difficulty of training. How difficult it is depends on the individual's talent.
Changtian felt a little cold and said with a shiver, "No way! Do you want to train in a place like this?"
The old man smiled and hid his sword, and said: "I think back then, Emperor Yaotian did not complain and easily mastered the key points. This is how such a powerful magic in the Zongfeng field was born. I wonder if Changtian can do it? Master the ability of the wind." "
As soon as these words came out, Changtian became full of fighting spirit and his expression became more serious. Facing the severe test, the initial top-heavy state gradually improved. However, he still couldn't gather the wind in his palm. After all, the thinness of the air became the main factor. Regarding this difficult point, the old man patiently explained the essentials to him. There is no need to rush to gather the wind. You must first feel the presence of the wind with all your senses and remember it.
Although Changtian was dubious, he still did it.
Standing on the top of the mountain for a long time, looking up to the sky, opening up all the senses of the body, including vision, hearing, smell and touch. Apparently, he was still so cold that he couldn't concentrate. The initial difficulties did not deter him. On the contrary, it aroused his unyielding heart.
From nothing to something, he vaguely felt the strange flowing energy in the air around him, which was unstable and extremely weak. This weak flowing energy was originally detected, but within a moment, it disappeared without a trace. It came and went like this, making Changtian unable to adapt and starting to become irritable.
The old man nodded with satisfaction and observed for a while. Caiyan said: "Don't be impatient. Take your time! Continue to expand your mind and capture the energy of the wind more delicately and completely. If it doesn't work, just let yourself calm down for a few minutes."
"No need, I'm okay! I just never noticed that the empty air has flowing energy." Changtian's body was almost stiff, but he still maintained the flexibility of his whole body's senses.
"In this world, there are many things that cannot be seen with the naked eye. When necessary, you can only find them by looking with your mind's eye. Everyone has a mind's eye, but few people use it. This is the biggest difference between ordinary people and warriors." The old man Finish it in one breath and enjoy the scenery leisurely.
Through the eyes of the mind. Changtian actually saw countless flowing energies rushing around in the air and captured their traces, but it was difficult to concentrate them, let alone turn them into his own weapons. Under the old man's timely guidance, Changtian began to focus on condensing one or two streams of flowing energy, and then slowly connected other small streams of flowing energy, constantly accumulating less into more, just like small streams converging into a large river.
¡°Obviously, Changtian has a certain amount of talent, and the old man fully affirmed this.
The old man ignored Chang Tian¡¯s panting state and took the next step, saying: "The wind gathers into shape and rushes into a blade. At the moment when the cross shines, the God of Wind will also praise it!"
"This spell? Why is it so familiar? By the way, Parra has used this spell before using magic equipment." Changtian spoke very slowly, but his heartbeat was very fast. He felt that the strength of his body was being sucked away by the flowing energy, and some Unable to stand.
"He not only uses the power of magic equipment, but also integrates his own wind control ability to strengthen the cutting power of the wind blade." The old man seemed to know Pala well.
"No wonder he was able to use the cross blade to offset my Vulcan Slash" Changtian recalled the past.?? couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Stop talking about this, you first try to control the concentrated flowing energy in your hands, and give it the shape and meaning of the cross blade according to your own thoughts. It is just to strengthen the control of the shape, not to launch a slashing attack." The old man saw Therefore, the expression should be a little more serious immediately, and one should not be allowed to think about other things while concentrating for a long time. This will cause the blood to flow into the heart and lead to self-destruction.
Changtian understood the old man¡¯s intention, so he stopped talking. At the same time, he cheered up his tired spirit again and slowly transferred the flowing energy into his hands with not very strong thoughts. This process probably took a lot of time. After finally suppressing the flow of energy in the palm of the hand, it was impossible to prevent its stability. Under this situation, giving it a shape became a difficulty.
The old man didn¡¯t panic at all, as if he already knew what was going to happen. Then he said: "Don't rush to give it a shape! Use your magic power, move it to the palm of your hand, and integrate it with the flowing energy of the air, using your own magic power to further strengthen the control of this flowing energy. Generally speaking, By taking this approach, there is more than half a chance of success, but one must be careful not to fuse too much magic power at once, as it can easily get out of control."
The slight white magic power slowly overflowed from Chang Tian's body surface, like running water transferred to the palm of his hand, neither slow nor fast, just right. The white magic power and flowing energy attracted each other and completely merged together within a moment. After the integration, there were some short-term twists and turns at first, but then it became much smoother.
"Okay! Good job! Keep going!" The old man's confused eyes reflected the flowing energy in the shape of a ball in Changtian's hand, which was deep yet bright.
"Cross blade! Cross blade!" Changtian said nervously, and controlled the strength of his hands. He fumbled for a while, learned the key, and finally succeeded in turning the flowing energy in the palm of his hand into the extremely sharp cross blade of wind. (To be continued
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