Chapter 210: Immeasurable Tower (1/2)

Chapter 210: Immeasurable Tower

The Spirit Treasure Tower was among the top ranked towers in the Wanxiang Pagoda. The spirit energy here was dense and vast, three times higher than that of other places. Training here allowed for one to improve at an amazing speed. Of course, in a real secret training ground of the Wanxiang Pagoda, one’s training speed would be even more terrifying.

However, only heaven-defying geniuses on the Pagoda’s Hundreds List who had great contributions to the pagoda would have the qualifications to enter these locations for cultivation for a few days.

“First water, second fire, third wood, fourth metal, fifth earth; water plus earth equals six, fire plus earth equals seven, metal plus earth equals nine, and earth plus earth equals ten to form the heaven and earth’s five numbers.”

Feng Feiyun sat in a meditative pose behind the bamboo forest as a cool breeze blew by with fluttering bamboo leaves like little pieces of jade floating in the sky. However, they couldn’t touch his body. When these leaves were three feet away from him, an invisible barrier pushed them away.

“Earth cannot give birth to earth. There are only five and one cannot add another five, so the Grand Change’s number is fifty, and the heaven’s number also correlates to fifty…” 1

In his hand was the Eight Arts Volume. He was cultivating the Verdant Wood Art, one of the five elemental arts. When all five elements come together, they would become the Minor Change Art, and with continuous derivations, they would become the Great Change Art.

Only the Great Change Art was considered one of the eight official arts.

What was called the Dark Water Art, Crimson Fire Art, Verdant Wood Art, and others… These were only parts of the process to derive the Great Change. It was a long and arduous road to cultivate a complete and flawless Great Change Art.

Feng Feiyun, with the bamboo scroll in his hand, had an expression as calm as water, yet his heart was burning with fire. His eyes were shut as if he had turned into a bamboo leaf within this forest.

“Whoo!” A breeze blew by. His body was like a balloon and floated in the direction of the wind, yet he still maintained his seated meditative pose.

This scene was quite bizarre. If it happened during nighttime, then unsuspecting spectators would think that he was an apparition.

“Verdant Wood’s order, grasses and trees all have souls…” Feng Feiyun was murmuring something as a light appeared on his hands then converged to form a beam.

Meanwhile, Murong Ta was standing by the forest. He wore a white scholarly robe with a spirit stone that had special patterns on his chest. This was the uniform of the Wanxiang Pagoda, and the spirit stone represented their status.

He stood there with his arms crossed while gazing intensely at Feng Feiyun, who was cultivating with his black. His eyes shone brightly as he thought to himself: “He has only meditated for seventeen days yet he actually understood the wood section of the five elements… Feng Feiyun’s aptitude for treasure seeking is really no weaker than a natural born spiritualist like me.”

It has been half a month since the spiritual sense examination. During this time, Feng Feiyun was still teaching Murong Ta formations and even gave him a great technique like the Northern Profound Manual as if he considered the guy a good friend.

They had been cultivating together, laughing and playing, and even sleeping in the same place. These days were especially hard to come by; it was as if they had turned back into two carefree kids.

Murong Ta’s cooking skills were first rate so Feng Feiyun was gaining a fortuitous knack for enjoying and getting to eat excellent food.

In these recent days, Feng Feiyun’s enlightenment with the Eight Arts Volume also suddenly became stronger. His Crimson Fire Art had reached a grand accomplishment state, and after training for seventeen days in a row, he also had a breakthrough with the Verdant Wood Art.

Murong Ta touched the bamboo necklace made from weaving bamboo sticks together. This was the gift Feng Feiyun gave him on his fourteenth birthday.

“Hey, Murong Ta, this is for you.” Feng Feiyun said this that day.

“Why are you giving me this?” Murong Ta looked at the bamboo necklace and felt quite annoyed. This bastard Feng Feiyun had too much free time.

“Isn’t today your fourteenth birthday?” Feng Feiyun asked with surprise.

“Is that so?” Murong Ta responded.

“I just met your brother, Murong Zhuo. He was the one who told me.” Feng Feiyun smiled then placed the bamboo necklace into his hand.

“Ah… So it was today. It seems like I forgot about my own birthday!” Murong Ta hastily replied.

“The one who usually knows when a birthday is coming up is not the person themselves, but their best friend.” Feng Feiyun smiled and said: “Try putting it on.”

“No need! It looks like a necklace for women, and on top of that… It is so simple and crude.” Murong Ta would rather die than to wear something given by Feng Feiyun.

“Hey now, why not try it on. I spent three days to find the prettiest spirit bamboo within a hundred miles. Although it is not expensive, the brotherly sentiment is there.”

After Feng Feiyun’s repeated egging, Murong Ta had no choice but to put on the bamboo necklace despite his unwillingness.

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“Boom!”

A majestic stream of energy emanated from Feng Feiyun’s finger, causing all the bamboo nearby to flutter and become controlled by an invisible force.

“Swshh, swshhh, swssh!” Countless bamboo leaves drifted towards Feng Feiyun’s body, then they turned into a dragon head that flew towards the direction his finger was pointing at. This attack contained a terrifying destructive force and momentum, causing many leaves to be ground into dust.

Feng Feiyun then quickly withdrew his finger and spirit energy before falling down to the ground.