I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Air flow can carry everything, and naturally it can carry this light bamboo leaf.

The wooden stick in the flood can destroy the house, the dust in the strong wind can cut the flesh and blood, the wooden stick can use the power of the flood, and the dust can exert a powerful force that it cannot achieve originally.

If the bamboo leaves can take advantage of the air currents, they can naturally be turned into sharp knives, and it will be easy to cut through thousands of green bamboos.

Zhang Zheng kept moving, but the spiritual energy in his palms gradually dissipated, and only the airflow brought up by the remaining movements moved the bamboo leaves along with it.

"Cha-"

The airflow wraps the bamboo leaves, and the bamboo leaves ride the airflow, seeming to be light and slow, passing by a piece of bamboo leaves, half of the leaves are cut off at the same time, and they fall slowly.

This method works!A sense of joy suddenly arose in Zhang Zheng's heart. As he moved widely, the airflow gradually grew and grew longer and wider.

The sound of cracking was endless, dozens of bamboo leaves were cut off neatly, the air flow gradually moved further away, and the surrounding world became wider and wider.

"go with!"

With a soft shout, Zhang Zheng pushed out his palms, and the violent air flow rushed out like a flood and gust of wind, "Kacha...", the bamboo leaves broke through the bamboo, engulfed in the power of Hongjun, the aura of Jin Rui.

Zhang Zheng folded his palms and put away the bamboo leaves. Looking at the half-collapsed bamboo forest in front of him, he stood still for a quarter of an hour, frowning in doubt. Why was there no movement?

Hasn't she already cut down a large bamboo forest with bamboo leaves?And the bamboo leaves are not damaged.

I don't know if I can ask about the mysterious voice before, Zhang Zheng respectfully asked: "Senior, junior has cut off the green bamboo, why didn't you teleport away?"

After waiting for a while, no one responded, and there was no movement at all.

Zhang Zheng's expression flashed through disappointment, and he lowered his hands. Just as he raised his eyes, he was shocked to find that the bamboo forest in front of him had returned to its original state again. Could it be that she did something wrong?
Closing his eyes and concentrating his mind, the trick demonstrated by the bamboo stick resurfaced in his mind.

The bamboo stick galloped out of her hand, flew into the air and spun at a high speed, and then turned into a stream of light and shot out. The stream of light was divided into two, then divided into four, and then divided into scorching brilliance that filled the sky.

Amidst the clear and neat sound of bamboo being broken, half of the bamboo forest in front of me was cut off at the middle, the bamboo leaves splashed down, and green bamboos spread all over the ground.

Zhang Zheng opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were clear and dazzling, she knew what the problem was.

The bamboo stick turned into ten thousand streams of light, and the sound of breaking the bamboo was clear and neat, but it was cut by the stream of light at the same time, but she used the air current to carry the bamboo leaves, but she cut them one by one, not breaking the bamboo with one blow.

But how can one bamboo leaf become thousands of bamboo leaves?

The first thought that came to mind was the illusion technique commonly used in the cultivation world, using aura to transform thousands of bamboo leaves.

The art of illusion is not uncommon in the world of comprehension. For example, the touchstone in the proverb book is the most typical and simplest art of illusion. It uses a stone as a carrier to change its shape, but it is still a stone.

The more powerful illusion technique does not require a carrier, only uses one object as the basis, and uses spiritual power to transform another object that is exactly the same.

However, the art of illusion also has its flaws. It looks similar to a mirror image, but in fact there is a sky and an earth. The art of illusion has only its empty shape but no real spirit.

For example, if a stone is transformed into a stone, then the stone will be as hard as a stone but cannot be carved into other objects. If a rabbit is transformed into a rabbit, the rabbit will jump but cannot eat and drink, and will not have any breath of life. Lively paper tie.

But the technique of illusion needs aura to maintain it at all times, once the aura is cut off or unstable, it will disappear.

It is not easy to transform thousands of bamboo leaves in an instant and control them to cut green bamboos, but after all, bamboo leaves are dead things, so it is not difficult to practice more.

Zhang Zheng can easily transform into dozens of bamboo leaves now, but she always feels that this level will not be so simple.

If you really use spiritual energy to transform bamboo leaves, wouldn't that violate what the voice said "only this one bamboo leaf"?
Perhaps it is not using spiritual energy to transform, but if it is not the case, then how can one bamboo leaf cut off thousands of green bamboos at the same time?
Zhang Zheng calmed down and fell into thought.

The air current can carry the bamboo leaves to cut the bamboo, but can the bamboo leaves cause the air current to cut the bamboo?
Logically speaking, it is feasible. After all, the real strength of the flood and gale lies in its own power.

Thinking about this, he put it into action. Zhang Zheng raised his momentum again and slapped his palm as quickly as lightning. The condensed air rushed towards the bamboo forest. In a "crash", the bamboo leaves fell to the ground, and dozens of green bamboos were broken in response. .

It is feasible, but the air flow is from her, not the withered yellow bamboo leaves in her palm, so how can this be regarded as broken bamboo leaves?
Before the wind stopped, the bamboo leaves on the ground were rolled up and flew for two breaths, and then fell to the ground. The moment the bamboo leaves fell to the ground, a small breeze was stirred up, and the surrounding bamboo leaves also moved lightly.

Seemingly enlightened, Zhang Zheng's gaze fell on the fallen leaves all over the ground and was blown lightly by the breeze, but the hand holding the bamboo leaves suddenly flipped.

Turning palms over hands, the bamboo leaves move again with the airflow, passing through thousands of beautiful green bamboos with the airflow.

Everything can generate air flow, whether it is moving or still, the air flow will rise or fall accordingly. Since she can generate air flow by waving her palms and pushing her elbows, why can't the bamboo leaves whirling in the air flow generate its own air flow!
Just like a stone falling into the water, ripples are stirred up, and the ripples sway and hit the floating grass on the water surface, and the floating grass stirs up ripples again.

Bamboo leaves move on the airflow, but the airflow they ride on gradually disappears, and the airflow generated by the bamboo leaves slowly sways.

The air carries the bamboo leaves, and the bamboo leaves generate the air flow, which is endless and complements each other...

"boom--"

Most of the bamboo grove in front of me had collapsed, and it was broken neatly and neatly.

Zhang Zheng's eyes flashed, and a brisk smile appeared on his fair face.

After a few breaths of silence, a familiar ethereal voice sounded, "You have passed."

After the words fell, the dizziness hit again, and Zhang Zheng opened his eyes again and returned to the body tower.

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze for an instant when he saw the five people waiting in the tower, and calmed down.

She was actually the last one!
A look of contempt flashed across Liu Yuanli's eyes, and he smiled triumphantly, "You Zhang Daoist, I've accepted it."

Zhang Zheng suppressed the depression in his heart, and congratulated with a fake smile, "Liu Daoyou is very powerful, and I am willing to bow down."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zheng turned his head and looked at the other four people calmly. Meng Shushan and the other female cultivator looked not very good, but Ji Qingyun and Nan Yulin looked normal.

It seems that both Ji Qingyun and Nan Yulin won this round of competition.

A burst of gentle and dazzling light suddenly shot out from the top of the body tower. At the same time, light threads wrapped around the bodies of everyone, just like the first tower.

The small words on the top of the tower that introduced the rules suddenly changed, "The winner of this round enters the light array to select treasures and enters the next tower."

Sure enough, Ji Qingyun, Nan Yulin, and Liu Yuanli, who was competing with her, disintegrated.

Ji Qingyun and Nan Yulin walked to the front of the light array, and suddenly turned their heads to look at Zhang Zheng. Nan Yulin looked indifferent, but Ji Qingyun's gaze carried some inexplicable meaning.

Watching the backs of the two disappear into the light array, Zhang Zheng couldn't help recalling Ji Qingyun's gaze, as if he felt a pity?
It's a pity that she didn't pass this round of competition, or is it a pity that she can't be used by her?

After a quarter of an hour, the light array in the center of the tower gradually dissipated, and the remaining bits of light fell on Zhang Zheng and the others. The familiar dizziness came, and she was eliminated.