Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Miao Kefa was wearing a blue satin Taoist robe, of medium build, with slanted eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and piercing eyes, making him look very capable and handsome.

Zhou Hongfang, the monk in charge of the academy, and Wu Chuanfei, the elder of the Chuangong, accompanied him on the stage together, which was regarded as a great deal of face.

"I didn't expect Miao Kefa to be so young after being famous for so many years!"

Zhao Lin was a little surprised. He originally thought that Miao Kefa was a respected old man, but when he met, he found out that he was in his prime.

The lifespan of a Qi Refining Realm Cultivator can reach more than 120 years, but after the age of seventy, it will gradually show its old state.

Miao Kefa looks about 40 years old, so according to common sense, the real age will not exceed [-].

Presumably, in addition to practicing hard, his talent in spells must also be good.

Spell talent is mainly reflected in the perception and manipulation of the five elements.

The rank of the spiritual root is helpful to the practice of spells, but it is not the decisive factor. No matter how high the spiritual root talent is, it is impossible to take all the benefits.

Zhou Hongfang walked to the front of the stage, said with a smile: "Everyone, the person next to me is Elder Miao."

Before the words fell, the monks in the audience clapped their hands and applauded.

For most ordinary monks, Miao Kefa is not only famous, but also more down-to-earth, not the kind of lofty and unattainable heavenly and earthly spiritual roots.

Miao Kefa smiled calmly, cupped his hands and saluted: "I am Miao Kefa, and I have met fellow Taoists."

Zhou Hongfang nodded, and continued: "You must have heard of Elder Miao's name, so I won't introduce much."

Give up his position, stretch out his hand to lead, "Please teach Elder Miao the Dharma!"

"I don't dare to teach the law, it's just to exchange ideas."

Miao Kefa said a word modestly, then his expression changed, and he raised his voice: "A gentleman is not born differently, good and false are like things, and the same is true of Taoism..."

Opening up the meaning, starting from the most basic laws of heaven and earth, and explaining all kinds of difficulties encountered in the practice of magic, as well as solutions and tips.

There was no sound in the square, and everyone was looking at the stage intently, for fear of missing a word.

Zhao Lin is no exception. Although he has a spiritual map that can directly absorb spells, it doesn't mean he can lie flat.

The spiritual map has only nine grids, and its capacity is limited. It can only be used to store the most important spells. Ordinary spells still need to be practiced by themselves.

Miao Kefa often gave sermons in various counties, and the copywriting was already familiar, and the rhythm was well controlled, neither making people feel overwhelmed nor too long and procrastinated.

Everyone was fascinated by what they heard, and they all felt that the trip was worthwhile, even Zhou Hongfang and Wu Chuanqi also listened with gusto.

At noon, the bell of Lingdao Academy rang, and Miao Kefa's lecture just ended.

According to the agenda, take an hour break at noon, and then talk about some experience in practicing spells and answer questions in the afternoon.

Zhao Lin plans to "fight" with Miao Kefa in the afternoon.

He has already found out clearly that Miao Kefa's two spells that have been perfected are ice knife technique and flame arrow, and there is another wooden defensive spell that has been perfected.

"Very good, one ice spell and one fire spell. It just so happens that I have these two attributes."

Zhao Lin made a preliminary plan for the nine grids of the Spiritual Cultivation Map.

There are two to three offensive spells, two or three defensive and escape spells, and the rest are auxiliary spells such as hope, healing, diving, etc., and at least one grid should be reserved for spare.

Originally, his attacking spell was Wind Knife, but since there was a well-accomplished Ice Knife at his door, there was no reason to let it go, so Zhao Lin decided to accept it.

The disciples of the Spiritual Dao Academy must learn one attack spell, one of four: Spiritual Knife, Spiritual Hammer, Spiritual Whip, and Spiritual Stab.

The reason for these four spells is very particular.

After learning the spirit knife technique, one can easily manipulate medium-sized magic weapons such as flying knives, flying swords, judge pens, and sharp cones.

Only by cultivating the spell well can one control the magic weapon freely, otherwise the magic weapon is just a flying weapon and cannot exert its maximum power if it is only controlled by divine sense and spiritual power.

In the same way, the spirit hammer technique is good at driving heavy magic weapons such as hammers, axes, staffs, and halberds; the spirit whip technique drives soft magic weapons such as ropes, chains, bags, and circles; the spirit thorn technique is used for needles, nails, darts, thorns, etc. Small magic weapon.

Zhao Lin didn't want to go astray, so he chose the most commonly used spirit knife technique.

Only by close contact with spells can one get spell branding.

But how can Miao Kefa agree to attack himself with magic?
It may not be appropriate to go directly to the stage to make a request. You have to find a way to make a detour in order to facilitate this matter.

Zhao Lin was wandering outside the Lingdao Academy while pondering.

I accidentally raised my head and saw a fruit tree on the side of the road full of unknown blue fruits. My heart moved, and while no one was looking, I walked over to pick a fruit and put it in my arms.

After an hour, everyone gathered in the square again.

Miao Kefa came to the stage on time, and shared some of his experience in practicing magic, and then said: "My knowledge is limited, and there is only so much I can talk about."

"I don't know if you have any questions? You can ask them, and we will discuss them together."

At this moment, I heard a voice saying: "I have heard that Elder Miao has two perfect spells. Can you demonstrate them so that I can open my eyes?"

The monks had lowered their heads in deep thought, but they forgot to ask questions when they heard the words. They were so emotional that they started clamoring.

"Good idea, it's rare for Elder Miao to come here once, please show your skills!"

"Yes, let us also open our eyes."

Miao Kefa smiled knowingly, and was not surprised. Everywhere he went, monks often made similar requests.

He was also prepared, and immediately took out three small red balls the size of pigeon eggs from the lock bag at his waist, and said with a smile, "Alright, I don't know..."

"I would like to come!"

Before Miao Kefa could finish speaking, a loud voice sounded.

Then, a tall monk stepped out from the crowd and jumped directly onto the high platform.

Miao Kefa was stunned and speechless. He originally wanted to say, "Who would like to come to the stage to cooperate?", but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, this person knew what he wanted to say and agreed directly.

The promise was too fast, and those who didn't know thought they had found a trust.

It was Zhao Lin who came, and he was the one who encouraged Miao Kefa to demonstrate the spell just now.

Zhao Lin originally wanted to wait for Miao Kefa to finish demonstrating the spell, and then find a reason to come on stage. Since Miao Kefa needs the cooperation of manpower, he must do his part.

Only then did the monks below react, and they couldn't help but lament how quickly Zhao Lin acted, grabbing this opportunity to show his face.

"Disciple Zhao Lin, does Elder Miao need someone's cooperation to demonstrate the spell?"

Zhao Lin said respectfully.

Miao Kefa's expression returned to normal, he nodded and said, "Exactly."

Without talking too much, he waved his hand and used the object control spell, and three small red balls flew towards Zhao Lin lightly.

Zhao Lin reached out to catch it, only to feel that the surface of the ball was cold and hard. It was obviously made of some kind of metal, and the inside was hollow. When it shook slightly, there was a sound, presumably it was specially used for demonstration.

"Elder Miao, what should the disciple do?"

Miao Kefa laughed and said, "It's easy, you walk four hundred steps and throw the ball into the sky."

"Yes."

Zhao Lin got off the high platform and walked four hundred steps before stopping.

Seeing this, the monks probably guessed what Miao Kefa was going to demonstrate, and watched with wide eyes.

"It's time to start!"

Miao Kefa raised his hand to signal.

"one two Three!"

Zhao Lin shouted loudly and tossed the three small balls vigorously.

Everyone immediately looked at Miao Kefa, but saw that he was calm and unmoved.

Waiting for the ball to rise to the highest point and start to fall, Miao Kefa raised his hand, hardly saw the pinching formula, and shot a little cold light from his hand, as fast as a shooting star, and went straight to the three red balls in the distance.

The cold light flew halfway, and suddenly flashed, turning into three ice skates with bright silver light and crystal clear!

Ding Ding Ding!
Only three consecutive sounds were heard, and three skates hit three small balls at the same time.

Hitting the target from such a long distance, everyone applauded when they saw it.

Zhou Hongfang and Wu Chuanfei's faces were very calm. Although Miao Kefa's move was clever, they could barely do it, but it was not so clean and neat. Both of them guessed that there was a more powerful method behind it.

Sure enough, the three skates hit the ball, and the ball did not continue to fall, but bounced upwards.

The three ice skates were like three swimming fish, they immediately turned around, and when the three small balls fell, they slashed at the bottom of the small balls.

The balls jumped up again and collided in the air...

In this way, the three skates circled vertically and horizontally, and the three small balls were always suspended in the air.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang" sounded continuously, like beads falling on a jade plate, extremely crisp and sweet.

The monks were so dazzled by the sight that they even forgot to applaud.

Miao Kefa smiled slightly, his five fingers changed into fingerprints, and the three skates merged into one.

Everyone thought that the performance was coming to an end, but they saw that the only remaining ice skate continued to hit the small ball at such a high speed that only a streamer of light could be seen shuttling between the three small balls.

The three small balls were still bouncing and colliding in the air, never falling.

Zhao Lin looked up at it for a long while, his heart was shocked, and there were only four words in his mind: amazing!
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"This is the spell I want!" (End of this chapter)