"You have entered the Dao!"
Xuanzhen the Taoist shook his head slightly, "Entering the Dao? I'm far from it!"
As he spoke, he stepped down mast, but he did not fall. Instead, he floated in mid-air, light as a feather. Regardless of how strong the wind blew, he seemed to be walking on solid ground, moving through the air with ease.
"The stronger the wind, the freer I am in this world!"
"Look, this is the legendary gliding with the wind!"
Yue Minghua was stunned, his mouth agape, as if he had seen a ghost, staring at Xuanzhen the Taoist.
Walking through the air?
Gliding with the wind?
These abilities were the stuff of legends, not to say they didn't exist in the world, but rather they were exceedingly rare.
Xuanzhen the Taoist pondered for a moment, "What I can do can only be considered harnessing the wind, not truly gliding with it, for I cannot control the wind between heaven and earth."
"Perhaps not so, it seems I can control it a little!"
