[fa]
[fa]
[fa]
Lin Feng uttered the sound [fa], but without moving his hands, it had no effect.
He sank into thought again.
Borrowing terminology from another tradition, Lin Feng suspected this technique required unity of body, speech, and Intent.
As for this unity of body, speech, and Intent...
It meant what he visualized in his head (two-dimensional).
What he formed with his hands (three-dimensional).
What he chanted with his mouth (fa).
Three in one.
Only then could he produce the technique's effect.
He did not keep practicing the Land God Seal in his room.
Because he was about to be discharged from the hospital.
People had "broken in" and "rescued" him.
Quite a few people had fainted this time. A security guard checking the elevator surveillance glanced at the person unconscious inside and got a fright. Then the guard discovered several more people unconscious in the corridors.
Thinking there might have been some kind of gas leak, the property management staff were terrified.
Professionals soon arrived to deal with the incident.
Lin Feng woke up.
His muscles hurt so badly that he thought he was dying.
Apart from his brain, everything was twitching, and the pain was unbearable.
He had overexerted himself.
Left with no choice, he could only instruct the Seven Warlords of the Sea to clean up his room.
The "Seven Warlords of the Sea" were completely different from the feeble figures he had first created.
Though clumsy and still somewhat insubstantial, several of them held up the vacuum cleaner, while the other two, Blackbeard and Buggy, handled the mess on the floor. Their movements were quick and steady. Watching the seven figures hard at work...
Lin Feng had never imagined that his long-standing wish for a housekeeper would be fulfilled so easily.
Nice, doc.
They needed