C23 Wind Controlling Technique

Days passed, and the storm of the Spirit Academy Tournament had completely passed. His long cultivation career was as vast as the ocean, and no matter how big a rock was, no matter how big the waves were, they would quickly calm down.

The primary students were still slowly advancing on the third level of the transition. Their goal in the first half of the year was to completely enter the spirit realm! Then, in the second half of the year, they would learn spirit fighting techniques and even more profound cultivation knowledge.

And now, only three months had passed.

On this day, Mingsi was meditating in the Wind Spirit Courtyard. The spirit energy in his flesh and blood already felt like it was about to erupt. At this moment, his face was red, his brows were tightly knitted, his teeth were tightly clenched, and he kept letting out muffled groans.

"Soon. . . " Not far away, Feng Zizai was staring at Mingsi.

All of a sudden, Mingsi, who was trying his best, felt a burst of swelling spread all over his body. After that, the tightness in his body disappeared. A large amount of spiritual energy rushed out of his body like a flood. The speed of the spiritual energy entering the spirit vein around his body didn't slow down. After filling up the spirit vein in his body, it flowed out again.

Mingsi only felt a burst of pleasure. He shook his hand with force and waved his arm, wanting to stretch his muscles and bones. He had already felt the spirit energy that flowed out of his body. He felt pity in his heart, and then he subconsciously thought of his only wind scroll.

At this moment, the spiritual energy that was spreading out seemed to hear a call. It instantly condensed and merged into the air. As Mingsi waved his hand, it began to merge with the spiritual energy in the air. Before Mingsi could react, when he stopped in surprise, a small wind tornado flew out from his hand.

He was stunned.

The tornado kept expanding and sweeping forward. In an instant, more than a dozen students were circling in the air. At this critical moment, a strong wave of Spiritual Qi suddenly surged from the side, enveloping the wind. The wind slowly stopped, and then disappeared.

"Wow. . . It's even bigger than the last time!" Mingsi exclaimed.

"Hwang Mingsi, you crazy man!" The students who were not affected in the distance furiously roared at Mingsi.

"This time, we must teach him a lesson!" A student said excitedly.

"Let's go together!" After that, the angry crowd gathered around Mingsi.

"You. . . What are you all trying to do?!" Mingsi looked around and felt a little panicked in his heart.

"What do you want to do!? I want you to never be able to use the Wind Scroll again!" Everyone rubbed their palms together and approached Mingsi step by step.

Seeing this, Mingsi felt extremely wronged in his heart. At this moment, everyone did not listen to his explanation at all. He was so anxious that his eyes had turned slightly red.

"What are you all messing around for!" At this moment, a shocking roar came from not far away. When everyone heard it, they knew that it was Instructor Feng Zizai, so they immediately scattered.

When Mingsi heard this thunderous roar, he felt that this was the sound of nature that came from the nine heavens. It was so pleasant to hear! He immediately turned around and ran towards his mentor.

Seeing Mingsi running over, Feng Zizai also shook his head with a bitter smile. He waved his hand and a gust of wind appeared and pressed Mingsi, who was not far away, onto the ground. "Hwang Mingsi, why are you looking for your mentor?"

"Mentor! I have successfully ascended! I am now at the first level of the spirit ascension stage! Hurry up and teach me a spell!" Mingsi was pressed to the ground and could only sit there, unable to move.

Feng Zizai was silent for a while, and then he slowly said, "Please teach me a spell. " "What magic do you want?"

Mingsi also became silent when he heard that. He really wanted to say a spell that could fly, but as soon as the idea popped up in his mind, it was destroyed by him. He knew it was impossible.

"I already have the wind scroll. That wind scroll can also be considered a spell. Then what do I need to learn?" Mingsi thought hard.

He could not think of anything else. He looked up at Feng Zizai and said, "Professor, just teach me something better. "

"The real powerful magic doesn't lie in its power, but in how to use it!" Feng Zizai said seriously, "Master will give you the Wind Riding Spell first. " Feng Zizai took out a light blue skin scroll from his portal bag and threw it to Mingsi.

Mingsi hurriedly took it and impatiently opened it. When he saw it, he saw three big words, "Wind Riding Technique!"

"This technique is the basic technique to cultivate wind spirit techniques. It can be considered a magic technique, but it can't be considered a magic technique. " Feng Zizai's voice slowly sounded.

"It's a spell, not a spell?" Mingsi frowned.

"This spell is mainly to teach you how to use wind spiritual energy and how to communicate with the outside world. It is not a spell because it is not a cultivation spell. It is a spell because it can allow you to learn the technique of controlling the spiritual energy. If it works well, you can also use many small spells. "

After Feng Zizai finished speaking, he took out a wooden sword and said, "Watch carefully!"

As he spoke, his Spiritual Qi formed a strange net of irregular light and wrapped around the wooden sword. Then, he waved his hand and the Spiritual Qi on the sword immediately rushed forward. It turned into a wind blade and slashed at a big tree. The wind blade slashed down, and the big tree was directly split in half.

"This is a spiritual energy blade. When you cultivate to the highest level, you will be able to use it. "

After saying that, he waved his spiritual energy again and wrapped it around Mingsi's legs. "Mingsi, try running for a bit. "

Mingsi felt as if his legs were wrapped by something, and it felt tight. When he heard this, he started to move his legs and run. As soon as he took a step forward, his vision became blurry, and he appeared three meters away. Mingsi was shocked and fell to the ground.

"I forgot he is still a ghost. . . " Feng Zizai smiled awkwardly and waved his hand again. The spiritual Qi in Mingsi's legs became 70% lighter.

"You run again!"

Mingsi got up from the ground. He did not show any anger. Instead, his heart was full of joy and excitement. He took another step and slowly increased his speed. For a moment, he was like a gust of wind, circling around the square.

Mingsi exclaimed as he ran. "Wow! So fast, too fast!" The spiritual energy wrapped around his legs, making it easy for him to run.

Not long after, Mingsi returned to Feng Zizai and looked at him expectantly.

"This spell doesn't record a spell, but it can make you use countless spells! These are the basic spells of us Wind Spirit cultivators. Use your heart to comprehend it. This stage is enough for you to cultivate this art. After you've mastered this technique, your instructor will teach you a true magic technique!"

Feng Zizai's tempting voice kept echoing in Mingsi's heart.

"Successful? Good! I'll cultivate it to perfection!" Mingsi held the skin scroll tightly and made up his mind in his heart.

In this day's time, Mingsi was carefully studying this scroll.

Circulating the spiritual energy was called the heart technique, controlling the spiritual energy to use it, and also called the technique. Using the spiritual energy to transform into power was also known as magic! At this moment, Mingsi had already obtained the spell technique. Although it was not a spell, he felt that this spell technique was even more powerful than a spell!

The more Mingsi looked at it, the more he felt that it was magical. When he thought about the development of the spiritual energy mentor, his heart immediately became filled with anticipation.

"This is simply a huge pile of spells! Spiritual Energy Blade! That spell that can accelerate my speed, I will call it the Light Spirit Arts! There is another spell that covers my body with spirit Qi, I will call it the Profound Wind Shield! Haha, so powerful, so powerful, so many spells have appeared all of a sudden!"

Mingsi spent the whole day studying it. It was not until late at night that he hugged the Imperial Wind Technique and fell asleep.

In the following days, Mingsi cultivated the Imperial Wind Technique every day. His morning and evening training was also carried out normally. This was normal because the monastery had always maintained a state of green, purple, and purple.

Every time Mingsi adapted to the new training difficulty, Elder Black Feather would increase the difficulty of Feng Zizai once again. This made Mingsi suffer again before he could relax for a few days.

Mingsi thought in his heart that there were still two months left before the training. He felt despair. He estimated that after two months, he would be swollen into a fat man.

During this period of training, Mingsi did not have time to get familiar with the other nineteen people. This made him very depressed. Originally, he wanted to establish a relationship with Guu Yulou and Ye Qingyun. In the future, he could do whatever he wanted in the academy.

But even so, Mingsi still quickly comforted himself and did not get in the way. Right now, I am one of the few people in the academy who have successfully ascended. Now, I am making the best use of my time to cultivate the Wind Riding Wind Technique, and I have already mastered a few magic techniques that are about to take shape in my hands. Hmph hmph, furthermore, I still have an ultimate move - Dog Wind!

When he thought of how he had unknowingly become so powerful, Mingsi's heart could not help but be filled with joy, "Hahahaha. . . "

After another month, almost all the elementary level students in the academy had successfully raised their spirits. The fastest of them had already reached the second level of the Spirit Realm. If this continued, the Foundation Establishment stage of the three realms would soon come to an end, and the true beginning of cultivation was just around the corner!

Mingsi was still at the first level of the spirit ascension stage. During this month, his cultivation progress had been extremely slow, because he had never properly cultivated before. He meditated every day just to recover his spirit energy. All of his energy was focused on studying the Imperial Wind Technique.

Now, he had basically learned a few small-scale magic techniques, and his Light Spirit Arts had the fastest progress. Now, once he used this Light Spirit Arts, he could run twice as fast as usual! This meant that. . . After that, even if he couldn't defeat others, he could still easily leave. Thinking about how he would be able to move freely among the students in the future. . . Mingsi was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

Almost all of the junior students had broken through to the spirit ascension stage, and they had also started to practice their respective spells. Like Mingsi, the Fire Spirit Academy had the Fire Separating Art, the Light Mirror Spirit Academy had the Light Transformation Art, the Light Spirit Academy had the Metal Fusion Art, the Wood Spirit Academy had the Wood Fusing Art, and so on and so forth.

Time passed day by day, and the initial wave of cultivation gradually calmed down. However, after carefully observing the atmosphere of the crowd, one would discover that there was something strange about it.

The strange thing was that every beginner level student mustered up their energy and trained with all their might. The academy became very quiet, and the beginner level students, who were usually unusually active, almost never went out to do anything. This scene was like a storm that was about to arrive!