"Tianfeng Sword Qi."

Fu Xiangfeng used the "Nine Turns of Heavenly Wind Sword Sutra" he had just made, and blue vortexes spread out on the water surface.

Boom——

The water splash exploded, and dozens of demon fish were swept into the sky by the strong wind, and were killed one by one in the interlacing sword rays.

"Xiao Liu'er, have you mastered my sword energy?"

"The sword energy is scattered but not condensed, and its purity is much worse. Although the atmosphere is invisible, it is as soft as velvet. How can it be used to kill enemies? It can only be used to deal with small fish and shrimps in the water."

Henghua evaluated it critically, looking at the fish carcasses on the water.

The fish corpse is more or less entangled with Jiao Qi, which is obviously related to the battle thirty years ago.

Henghua thought: "Thirty years ago, three giant dragons led millions of water monsters to attack Panlong Island. Although they were slaughtered by the old man, the blood of the dragons they scattered brought convenience to the nearby aquatic tribes. I am afraid that there will be another wave of monsters.

Another trouble is coming."

The Fu family can still clean up the waters near Panlong Island. But if it is farther away, the Fu family will be beyond their reach.

"Hey - I said, do you want to try it?"

Xiang Feng pushed him hard.

"You have been on the island for a long time, so you probably don't have much practical experience? These fish monsters are just for training."

"Practice?"

Thinking of his battle with those water monsters in the Hualong Pond, Henghua nodded.

"It's time to try the real water monsters outside."

As his spiritual consciousness spread out, the changes in the waters within a hundred feet radius were reflected in Henghua's heart.

"one two three……"

Henghua counted the monster fish lurking underwater.

Because the waters of Yanlong are freshwater, the main species of demon fish are minnows, silver carp, perch, carp, etc.

"The one-horned silver carp's weak point is the five-star horn on its forehead."

"Red Fire Bass, the line between the eyes."

"The weak point of the Leap Wave Toothfish is the spine under the second fin."

…

Henghua recalled the weaknesses of various water monsters in his mind, and slowly raised his right hand.

Xiang Feng stood on one side, suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked Xiao Yu, who was coming up from behind: "What magic weapon does your young master usually use?"

Xiao Yu looked at Heng Hua who was doing his magic and said in a strange tone: "On weekdays, the young master only plays with the black fire bird feather fan left by the master. He himself...does not practice magic weapons."

The fourth level of magic weapon is Dharma, treasure, spirit and immortality.

Theoretically, Henghua, as a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, could make treasures. However, Henghua disliked that refining magic weapons took up his time of studying and performing magic, so he did not make magic weapons, but used the mysterious fire fan left by his father as a weapon.

The Xuanhuo Fan is a spiritual weapon. It does not need to be practiced day and night. It only needs to be placed above the Langhuan Pavilion to automatically absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, which is very convenient.

"That fan of uncle San." Xiang Feng knew that the fan was indeed a superior fire spiritual weapon. However, the water spiritual energy in the Yanlong waters and even Donglaiwan Island was very strong, and the spiritual weapon was used on the water.

The effect is not good.

Therefore, the Jindan cultivators in the clan did not like this fan, so Henghua's father took charge of it with the Xuantai cultivator.

"Then has he ever competed with others in martial arts? What is he good at?"

Xiaoyu thought for a long time and said with a subtle expression: "The young master is practicing in the library and has never fought with others. As for what he is good at...he...he seems..."

"Forget it, I understand."

Xiang Feng turned to look at Heng Hua again.

Green silk threads sprouted from Henghua's fingertips and he threw them into the water.

"Qianwansi."

The silk thread was thrown into the water, and with a slight shake, the water surface turned blood red, and fish carcasses floated to the surface. The wounds on their bodies were very small. Only the weak point of the cover door was lightly cut by the silk thread, and the other parts were intact.

Xiang Feng asked in surprise: "What method is this? It looks like it is condensing mana into threads? Puppetry?"

"I read it in an ancient book. Hundreds of years ago, a monk fished for dragons on the water. But the specially prepared five-color sky spider silk broke. As a last resort, he used magic power to make silk thread. Later, he wrote this spell in

In the book. According to the records in the book, if you study this Tao carefully, you can evolve 'Thousand Silk Silk' into another famous Tao method."

"What method?"

"Dragnet."

"The one who claims that 'under a single net, immortals and demons cannot escape'?"

"right."

Henghua's right hand was spread out, and his five fingers were clasped together. The silk threads emerging from the fingertips were intertwined with each other, forming a simple spider web. Not to mention catching insects, even smaller fry could get out.

"go."

With a gentle push, the "cobweb" flew away into the distance.

A nine-foot-long fish was trapped in a big blue net.

Henghua made a fist with his palms, his green hair closed instantly, and the big fish was cut into even and neat pieces of meat.

"I don't have a deep understanding of Taoism, so the 'Tian Luo' I used can only trap such little monsters."

Having said that, this experiment gave Henghua a deeper understanding of his "Cai Xuan Hui Yuan Gong".

The consumption of performing Taoist magic is less than the original, but the power is not less.

Henghua thought to himself: "The current total amount of Creation Qi is comparable to the Changchun True Essence in the Foundation Establishment Period. And the spells performed with the Creation True Qi are stronger than the original Changchun True Essence. The shortcomings of this time's re-cultivation of San Gong can be regarded as complete

Made up for it.”

The pieces of meat cut by Tianluo floated with the waves and passed by the side of the spiritual boat.

Xiangfeng stared at the piece of meat and saw that the cuts were even and smooth, and the texture was clearly visible.

"Xiao Liuer, what you are good at is Taoism?"

"It doesn't matter whether I'm good at it or not. I can perform all the secret techniques, Taoist techniques, and sword techniques recorded in the books in the Langhuan Pavilion. But——"

"Is it limited to being able to cast it? Being knowledgeable in hundreds of things means that you are not good at everything. When you cast the 'Thousand Thousand Threads of Silk', I will estimate your time. Five fingers is too slow."

"I know this problem myself."

Thousand Threads of Silk is not a complicated technique. It just condenses the true magic power into silk threads, and then controls it with divine consciousness.

After ordinary monks have practiced it skillfully, they can use it flexibly with just three fingers. However, experts who have studied this method carefully and are good at controlling the power of Qi can activate it in an instant.

But Henghua cannot.

It is true that he understands the principles of spell casting. But he needs to remember Qian Wansi's spell casting skills first, and then cast it clumsily in his hands.

For example, Henghua laughs at himself: he is a giant in thought but a dwarf in action.

His body can't keep up with his brain.

"This is to be expected. While others are practicing meditation, I am studying. While others are wielding swords and guns, I am studying. Others are studying Taoism, while I am still studying. It is precisely because the time that ordinary monks use for actual combat training is used

Only by studying here can I learn the three thousand ways."

Henghua stretched out his hand, and a cold air came out of his right hand.

Xuanyin Cold Heart Palm is an attack method used in the foundation building stage.

The next moment, the cold air turned into flames. But it was another attack method of the foundation-building monks, the Xuanyan Curse.

Immediately afterwards, Henghua used his hands to sequentially cast Taoist spells and secret techniques with attributes such as wood, wind, thunder, metal, and earth.

Finally, with a gentle shake, all the energy dissipated.

Fu Xiangfeng stared at Henghua's movements and thought to himself: All kinds of Taoist magic and secret techniques can be operated at will, which shows that its magic power can accommodate all things. It's just that the speed is a bit slow.

"Okay, third brother. Don't worry about me anymore. My fighting skills are weak, so I need a master like you to support me. Hurry up and get on your way."

"So, where is your friend? According to this route, it seems that he is heading to the Central Region?"

"Well, it's relatively close to the Central Territory, but it can barely be considered the land to the east of us."

Bang——

In the distance, a water column rises into the sky. The water smoke is hazy, and mist rises from the wide water surface. Then it forms a waterspout, and a yellow light shines out.

Henghua's eyes flashed and he muttered: "Spiritual Qi Bao Xuan? Is there an immovable reef born?"

The water monsters lurking underwater in the distance all moved toward the waterspout.

Xiang Feng said happily: "No wonder there are so many water monsters here. It turns out that it was discovered that Fudojiao was born. Xiao Liu'er, do you want to go and have a look?"

"It just so happens that I naturally want to see the world."

…
To be continued...