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. I have no idea what any of this means either, but it is from the Book of Changes — I Ching.]
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.