Text Volume II, Chapter 44 Self-Created Skills

"Wouldn't it?" Yu Mu knew that the horns on Lu Zihao's head could be turned into a slingshot, and he was good at long-range attacks. And the nickname is called the Divine Eye Essence Bow, and the natural eye accuracy will not be bad. But he still couldn't believe that he could hit the fleeting stone ball.

Meng Fang saw that Yu Mu didn't believe it, and it happened that Lu Zihao came from a distance at this time, and Meng Fang immediately waved his hand and called him over.

Lu Zihao didn't know what was going on, and when he heard the dispute between the two, he immediately laughed and said, "Then I'll be ugly, so that the Gada brothers can open their eyes." ”

As he spoke, his left hand was raised, and the horns on his head had turned into a slingshot and grabbed in his hand, and at the same time, there was an extra mud ball on his right hand. Raise your hand to place the mud ball on the string, pull the deer tendon bowstring, and nod to Mengfang.

Meng Fang made the skill again, the stone ball left his hand, and Yu Mu stared at the target. Sure enough, at the moment when the stone ball appeared, a bowstring sounded, and the stone ball was splashed with a canopy of earth mist.

Looking at Meng Fang's hand again, the stone ball had returned, but a dirt mark clearly appeared on it. Meng Fang shot again, and Lu Zihao came to shoot again. The sound of the strings was endless, and every shot of Meng Fang could not escape the mud pill under Lu Zihao's bow. After a while, the stone ball had turned into a ball of earth.

"Ahh

Lu Zihao laughed and said, "Actually, it's nothing. If you work hard, you can do it. Cultivation is against the sky, and nothing is impossible. The Tao has perseverance, and the road to heaven is difficult to stop, this is the principle. ”

Lu Zihao patted Yu Mu and returned to the valley to cultivate.

Yu Mu looked at Lu Zihao's back blankly, and muttered, "Brother Meng, can I really do it too?"

"Absolutely. If you want to practice, I'll go to Brother Lu and make you a slingshot too. ”

"Not really, I have my own. ”

"You have a slingshot? "Mont Daqi.

Yu Mu waved the emerald stick in his hand and said, "I have this." ”

Meng Fang was even more confused: "Brother, which one are you singing!"

Yu Mu didn't explain, opened his mouth to highlight the peach pit, waved his hand, and with a whoosh, the peach pit was like an arrow off the string, hitting a big stone halfway up the mountainside, and with a poof, the big stone had a small hole.

When he turned back, Momohu was already flying around the stick. Yu Mu didn't seem to be able to get enough of it, and he swung his stick continuously, and with each swing, there was an extra hole in the stone.

Meng Fang was dumbfounded: "Brother, when did you learn this hand!"

"Just now. ”

"Ah~!"

"I've used it this once before. Do you remember when we were chased by the man in yellow? The first time he was dumped by us was because of my trick. Yu Mu revealed his true feelings, but he just concealed the matter of fog powder.

"Is this also your natural skill?"

"Not really. I had learned a batting game before, mastered some swinging skills, and it was only in a moment of urgency that I came up with such a trick to retreat from the enemy. I was inspired by watching Brother Lu's skills just now, so I came up with such a technique. ”

Meng Fang's eyes were about to fall to the ground after hearing this: "Brother, you can create your own skills! Brother Meng has lived for nearly a thousand years, and he has never thought of creating his own skills." Brother, you're amazing. ”

Meng Fang hugged Yu Mu excitedly.

Yu Mu happily endured the blessing that was about to suffocate.

After venting the joy in his heart, Meng Fang put down Yu Mu Dao: "Brother, this skill of yours is indeed a good long-range attack. However, there are still many shortcomings. Although the eldest brother has not created any skills of his own, he is also well-informed. So I'll give you some advice of your own. ”

Yu Mu was happy: "Thank you, big brother, I originally wanted you to give me some advice." ”

Meng Fang's uncle and father are both saint-level powerhouses, and his father has given Meng Fang all his skills, but his cultivation is still shallow, and he can't give full play to the skills he cultivates.

But when it comes to Meng Fang's understanding of Dao skills, it is enough to throw more than Mu 800 streets.

Meng Fang was not polite, and said bluntly: "This first point is that your skill, whether it is speed, range, or attack power, has obvious shortcomings. Although these can be gradually improved with practice, there is a limit. ”

"Ahh

Meng Fang said again: "On the second point, your peach pit itself does not have much lethality, relying on the blessing of external forces. However, your external force does not possess the power of the Dao Law, so the power of this technique is destined to be limited. ”

"It turned out to be a happy scene for nothing!" Yu Mu's heart was completely cold this time.

Just now, he was still in the infinite reverie of his own skills, and Meng Fang's words seemed to pour a basin of cold water on his head, and he extinguished the flame of hope in an instant.

Meng Fang smiled and said, "Brother, don't be discouraged first." This third point may solve this problem. ”

Yu Mu was in a mood when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "Brother Meng, you speak quickly." What is this third point?"

"This third point is to cultivate this skill into the Dao and form your own unique Dao, and there will be infinite room for growth. Just like this peach pit, that is your inner pill, which is the root of your Dao source, so you can control it as you like. When you can cultivate this skill to this extent, it will become your own Dao method. ”

"Then how can we get them to cultivate the Dao Fa?"

"How to form your own Tao is up to you to understand personally, and outsiders have no way to help you. The Tao is natural, and the understanding is in the heart! Come on! Brother. After Meng Fang finished speaking, he went to cultivate his stone ball again.

The so-called master led the door, and the cultivation was in the individual, Meng Fang had already pointed out the way to him, as for how to go, it was up to Yu Mu himself.

Enlightenment!?Does he have this spirituality?

It's not that he hasn't done this thing before, and the more than ten years spent in Peach Blossom Valley are the best proof.

In fact, everyone knows the principle of cultivating the Dao method through techniques. As long as you apply your own attribute spiritual power to your skills, it is the so-called Dao Method.

The formation of Taoism is mostly a one-time perception and a natural achievement. Like Yu Mu, who borrowed the skills of others and combined his own skills to form a combination technique, although it was not a lot. However, it is extremely rare to be able to cultivate this kind of skill that is not formed by self-realization into the Dao Method.

Yu Mugui is self-aware, with his innate dull characteristics, if he wants to realize a Dao method, he doesn't know how much chance it will take.

It's like an arrogant heavenly stick, he has cultivated to the point where he knows it well, and he can't even inject it into his own Dao, let alone this skill that has just been honed and formed?

Yu Mu looked dazed and sat down. Meng Fang's words made him think a lot, but he had no clue.

If you can't enlighten on your own, what should you do with this skill?

Yu Mu fell into deep thought~