The Qiankun bag is the bag full of lines on Fu Lao's body, which once contained inheritance stones and scrolls, also known as the charm bag, which is made of the use of space mysteries, and is drawn with a rune pen on the fur after being soaked in special medicinal liquid, Fu Lao gave Zifeng one, and the space inside is about twenty square meters.

On the market, there are many empty rings, which is a kind of ring made of empty stone by special means, and the empty stone is a rare substance in nature that contains the space of the caste, and the size of the space is determined by the number of the surname, mostly five square sizes, because the manufacture is simpler and popular than the Qiankun bag.

Because of thinking about the matter of transmitting notes, Zifeng even forgot about his cultivation every afternoon, and now that the night has fallen, Wu Zifeng just got up to leave, and saw a faint glimmer of light behind the waterfall, and couldn't help but be curious, so he cautiously went into the water, I have to say that the ink knife is not useless, at least in the water, the body will not be washed away by the torrent.

Along the riverbank, take a deep breath, then drag the ink knife, slowly climb up, climb the rock wall around the back of the waterfall, only to see a very empty cave behind the waterfall, Zifeng glanced around, in addition to some snakes, plants, and a stone with a faint light, Zifeng picked up the stone, found that there was nothing special, then put it in a bag, and left.

When he returned to the hut, Fu Lao was standing in front of the hut, as if waiting for Zifeng's return, Zifeng couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, he used to be in Wujiazhuang, when he was a child, because he was greedy for fun, his mother always stood in front of the door and waited for his return. When Fu Lao saw Zifeng coming back, his face was obviously relieved: "I'm back, let's eat." ”

Fu Lao paid attention to the sound of wind and footsteps for a moment, "In the future, pay attention to your steps when walking, when the ink knife becomes a part of your body, your body foundation has already taken shape, you can practice the Burning Sky Fist, and you can go to the mountains and forests to practice." ”

Zi Feng's joy when he heard this was overflowing, he was finally about to be able to practice the exercises, he didn't say a word, he lightened his steps, and made it fall to the ground like an ordinary person, but the consumption of this vitality is not small, just like Zifeng is supporting the ink knife with vitality all the time.

This beginning was far better than when he first came into contact with the ink knife, and Zifeng did not complain at all, knowing that all this was for his good.

Eating the food cooked by Fu Lao on the table, Zi Feng felt a rare calm, and asked Fu Lao about the characteristics of wind and space during the banquet, and took out the stone just now.

After the meeting, Zifeng cleaned up, immediately calmed down, meditated up, and the three Xiao broke the cangjue in the blink of an eye, and since yesterday, the vitality of the body has been a little boiling, as if it can't be controlled, and it seems that it is going to come out of the body.

After three weeks, the vitality gradually became a little uncontrollable, and began to run around, Zifeng was not in a hurry, and he tirelessly ran his mind over and over again.

Finally, the vitality of the wild horse began to gallop, Zifeng's eyes opened at this time, his hands were tied with the seal on the cultivation of the mind, only to hear a muffled sound of 'bang' in the body, an invisible wind vibrated out of the body, and the vitality in the body also quieted down, Zifeng was indescribably comfortable, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl, thinking that Fu Lao was next door, he gave up, stood up, and moved his body, in the middle of the martial arts, he was really more flexible, and his vitality was more condensed.

The next day, when the sky was faint, Zifeng came to the courtyard, thinking about the wind and the curve of the space that he had combined last night, took the rune paper and pen, and drew it. Now Zifeng can't use the desk to lean over to draw talismans, and Fu Lao took out all the equipment in order to look more solemn, and it is not so practical, one person, one stroke, one talisman is enough.

Zifeng calmed down, picked up the rune pen in his hand, and outlined it in the center of the rune paper according to the lines of space compression and storage mentioned in yesterday's book, and then the pen was beaten, and the wind fluttered again, but this painting Zifeng was stunned, floating, where is this going to float, how to complete the positioning of the rune paper?

Just thinking about it, a gust of wind rushed over, after the space compression of some kids, accumulated and accumulated again, until the rune paper was overwhelmed, 'boom', Zifeng was bombarded ten meters away by the transmission note made by himself, and the roof on the grass house was also lifted off most of it, Fu Lao was sleeping soundly, only to listen to a sound' Boom' loud noise, and then the thatch and the soil splashed ink on Fu Lao's body, Fu Lao was startled, and flew up to the roof, with a few thatchs on his head, and looked around with a dusty face, at this time the sun had not yet come out, and there was some gray around.

Fu Lao looked at a deep pit that was blown out of the courtyard at a glance, and looked at Wu Zifeng who was slowly getting up in the distance speechlessly, in fact, Zifeng was sad enough, at that time, the rune paper became more and more uncontrollable, and it came out of his hand, expanding in the air, and there were already many cracks, Zifeng immediately turned his back, the ink knife was good, a huge shield was behind him, Zifeng just flew out, crossed a curve in the air, and fell into the grass.

"I understand, it turns out that this is the case, the wind is transported to the space storage after transmission, and it is compressed, but it does not stop, something must have happened. Zifeng immediately knew what was wrong.

First, the transmission needs to be integrated into the wind, and then it is integrated into the wind in the transmission, and becomes a part of the wind to spread thousands of miles away; second, there is no necessary connection between the wind and space, and the two have their own responsibilities and should be blocked; third, space storage and compression are different, and a certain amount of air should be compressed into a primitive and calm state first, so that the language to be transmitted can be recorded.

Zifeng dusted off the blades of grass on his body, but saw that Fu Lao was already standing in the courtyard, Fu Lao also looked at Zifeng, and after a while, the laughter of an old man and a young man came from afar.

Zifeng didn't stop, and immediately started the production of air storage, because it is two parts of the reading power, so it can be done separately. When I opened "Fu Zhi Qian", I really found an explanation about this aspect, just as Zifeng thought, "Fu Zhi Qian" is full of some basic, fragmentary natural use of all things.

After studying it, Zifeng drew it, this time it was good, after the rune paper was swung a few times, it could clearly record the language of Zifeng's few breaths, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, after all, he had found the direction.

After several tests, the rune paper was like a snowflake for a while, and then it was gone. Fu Lao's flesh hurts, and every time Zifeng comes to fetch the talisman paper, his face can't help twitching, but he doesn't want to show it, he just says: "Pay attention to the quality of the talisman, not the quantity." Zifeng took the rune paper and left, who knows if he listened to it or not.

After a few hours and thousands of attempts, the sound recording part finally succeeded, you can record Zifeng's words at will, even if it is said for a day and a night, there is no problem, Zifeng excitedly said to a piece of rune paper: "Mother, don't worry, I'm fine now, and I can cultivate, I'll go home after a while." ”

"Mother, you and Xin'er don't worry about me, I'll go back soon. Such things were said for most of the day, and in the end I couldn't go on. In fact, the current transmission notes on the mainland can last for a maximum of an hour, this is a later story, and of course Zifeng does not know what he has changed.

Melt into the wind, be a part of the wind, how to do it. Zifeng suddenly thought of the moment he was thrown away before, there was no weight, the whole body, the lightness of constantly floating, the wind blowing through his ears, he was going against the wind, and the wind was just blowing in his ears.

Yes, it's a cycle, the wind is generated by uneven heating, as long as you add a little more sunlight to create a small wind circulation, that's fine, as for positioning, Zifeng has no good way for the time being, because the book has mentioned the art of positioning, it is to build a vitality echo array at the destination, so that the talisman will easily find a place. But there is no way to do that now.

Zifeng couldn't care so much, the stack of rune paper that he had just drawn and left a message was taken out, and just about to draw, Fu Lao appeared: "Aren't you going to lay the foundation today?"

Zifeng looked at Fu Lao with a blank eye, which means that I am about to succeed, so let me pass on the voice first, Fu Lao is not unincomprehensible: "Okay, I will draw the Fu today, but tomorrow you will go to a place for me." ”

"Good. Zifeng didn't say a word, but nodded hurriedly and agreed.

Fu Lao snickered behind Zifeng's back, there is a time when you cry.

The transmission note was originally a fourth-level rune, but the division of labor by Zifeng was infinitely reduced, so that when the successful drawing was completed, it turned out to be orange and yellow, and it looked like a non-two, which made Fu Lao speechless for a while, and called him a loser, in fact, this is Zifeng's current level of drawing talismans, and the previous fourth-level talisman was also drawn by mistake.

Saying that Zifeng's transmission notes are amazing, some only flew a few kilometers, some dozens of miles, although some more flew hundreds of miles, but there was no direction, a head flew into the sky, following the wind is a burst of chaos, no matter what direction he is, where the wind blows, he will fly to wherever he goes, and now the entire Qingyun Town has exploded.

For example, the husband was scolding his wife for being unfaithful and giving him a green hat, and the wife defended himself, and suddenly a talisman flew down from the air, and the husband held it in his hand, and only listened: Mother, don't worry, I'm fine now, I miss you so much, I don't know when I can meet you..."

"What, you goods, not only stealing people, but also children, you get out of me. So a letter of resignation was written.

Someone else, "See, I said that my son is a symbol, but you still don't believe it, listen to the note that my son sent me." A middle-aged man with a somewhat obscene demeanor proudly showed off to the people around him.

"Cut, my son also draws notes, you look at the notes sent by my son. After speaking, a middle-aged man with an obese figure and a proud corner of his mouth said.

"Ah, Brother Tai's son is also a disciple of Fumen, so we are destined. "Lewdly preaching to the obese.

"That's right, I didn't expect my brother's son to be a dragon and phoenix among people, fortunately, I will be fortunate to ......" The entire tavern suddenly boiled for a while.

Similar stories played out every day, and it wasn't until a week later, when almost every home received a note or two, that the incident began to slowly subside.

Later, one day, a family in the north of Qingyun Town called their son home for dinner, and accidentally used a sentence: "Your mother told you to go home for dinner, don't cultivate." Suddenly, like a stone falling into the calm water, it rippled infinitely. "Your mother called you to eat. It was instantly popular throughout Qingyun Town, and faintly spread to the surrounding towns, which is a good story.

And Wujiazhuang, after a week of searching, there has been no progress, Bai Yihan is already looking at it, there is no blood on his face, and he doesn't know how Wu Feichen will blame her after he comes back, how is this good. Wu Xin'er has also been full of gloom these days, her pretty smiling face has no laughter, she is sitting alone in the courtyard thinking about her brother, but she sees Zi Yan from a distance, and she runs over in a smoke, shouting: "Found it, found Brother Zifeng..."

Wu Xin'er was overjoyed, and hurriedly looked behind her, but there was no brother, Bai Yihan also staggered out of the house: "Where is Zifeng, where is he?" Bai Yihan asked Wu Ziyan nervously and excitedly.

Zi Yan took a breath and pointed her little finger at the transmission note in her hand: "Here." ”

Bai Yihan suspiciously took the transmission note, and the vitality was slightly exerted, and the transmission note shone brightly: "Mother, I am Zifeng, I am fine, you and Xin'er can rest assured, I can cultivate now, and I have to practice outside for a period of time before I can go home, so you wait for me to come back." As soon as he heard the first sound, Bai Yihan's tears flowed down, it was Zifeng, he was fine, Wu Xin'er also burst into tears and laughed, my brother finally had news, and a hanging heart could finally fall......