Su Jing thought that the Bright Peak left by the Eighth Ancestor would be a mountain, but he didn't expect that it was just a pillar.

A flat stone lawn, more than 100 golden-red pillars, is the top of the light.

Each pillar was the thickness of a millstone, about ten feet high, and almost none of them stood vertically, as if they had just been attacked by a mad beast, and they were slanting and crumbling, ready to collapse at any moment.

Su Jing wondered, Elder Chen, who came down with him, "How can this be?"

"This is the Golden Crow Hall at the peak of the Bright Peak, I heard the elders say that the Eighth Ancestor and his old man suddenly went mad when he was in retreat here, and the whole person became crazy and chaotic, and the Golden Crow Hall was completely smashed and shattered by him, and only this one hundred and seventy-seven pillars of the temple were left. After that, the Eight Ancestors soared into the sky with wild laughter, left the sect, and died soon after. The floating spell of the Bright Peak was very different from the other star peaks, and without the Eighth Ancestor personally presiding, this mountain peak also sank. ”

Elder Chen paused for a moment, and then continued, "After the Bright Dome hit the ground, it began to sink into the ground, and it didn't stop until the base of the Golden Crow Hall was level with the ground. I don't know how many times before and after, we opened the top of the light and placed it in another place, after all, it was the dojo of the eight ancestors, and it was inappropriate to let it sink into the ground, but the strange thing is that no matter where it is placed, the top of the light will sink, and we can't stop it by all means, so that's all. ”

On the ruins of the Golden Crow Hall of Guangmingding, there is a small courtyard with green tiles built later, which was originally used by the disciples of the deacons to live, and Su Jing is not picky, so he settled here temporarily. For a young man who first appreciated the magic of magic and just wanted to concentrate on cultivation, as long as there was a tile to cover his head, there was really not much difference between the emperor's Jinluan Hall and the poor people's bitter cold kiln.

After the gossip was finished, Elder Chen began to instruct his disciples to carefully clean up the Bright Top...... In fact, there is really nothing to clean up, but it is just a stone flat, and there are usually people to take care of and clean it, so everyone pretended to do it for a while, and then said goodbye to Su Jing and left.

As soon as Elder Chen and his entourage left, Elder Hong came to Guangming Peak again with Jian Jian'er, Jian Sui'er, and a group of miscellaneous disciples of Flamingo Peak.

In Lishan, disciples of different levels have different specifications of utensils, from lamps, seats, couches and other living things, to wooden swords, Dharma tripods, incense pills, jade jue and other things for casting spells or cultivation, the duty of Flamingo Peak is to be in charge of the needs, and the things that Elder Hong brought to Su Jing are of course all of the highest quality.

Although the small blue-tiled houses are simple and ordinary, when the incense is lit, it should be furnished in the house, and it also reveals a bit of elegant taste.

With Su Jing's seniority and identity, Elder Hong should also do two forbidden techniques in his mansion, one is to seal the mountain and protect the ban, as long as Su Jing does not nod, no one can set foot on the top of the light;

But I don't know what means the Eighth Ancestor used back then, although the current Guangming Peak has long been abandoned, it is not subject to any forbidden techniques, not to mention Elder Hong, even if Shen He Zhenren brought the masters in the door to Qi, he would not want to set up a ban here.

"However, the light is magical, even if there is no spirit ban, people outside can't use their spiritual sense to explore here, if Uncle Shi has any private collection that he doesn't want others to know, he can take it out here and play with it, no one will know. ”

Su nodded: "That's good, that's great." ”

Elder Hong smiled sweetly: "So Uncle Xiao really has good things?"

Su Jing smiled and said with a thick smile: "It's best if you can't find it here, so as not to disturb the elders and delay everyone's cultivation, and my sin will be great." With a wave of his hand, all forty-nine pairs of crow guards appeared, and with a coaxing sound, they immediately made the Guangming Peak quarrel with the sky, and the red elder and his disciples were like earth. ...,

The crow guard appeared, it was really not suitable to stay here for a long time, Elder Hong left the wooden bell for communication, and said to Su Jing: "There are ancient ruins at the bottom of the Ethereal Peak, some of which were sealed by the nine ancestors. In particular, the White Dog Stream, seventy miles to the east, is a heavy prison in which some vicious evil people are imprisoned, and no one is allowed to approach it unless there is an edict from the master. ”

After hastily instructing two sentences, the people of Flamingo Peak fled in the noise of countless "fairy, you are gone", "fairy sit for a while, let the crows entertain guests", "fairy, please come often in the future", "fairy bearing, Wushang Siping has only seen ...... fairy in his life".

The top of the light sank into the earth, and the peak of the golden crow hall was only the wreckage, and it would look desolate without pillars, but only the pillars added a bit of sadness. Su Jingfei raised his eyes on a big pillar and looked around, only to see the mountains undulating, and his eyes were full of crazy dense forests, which were not as pleasing to the eyes as the verdant mountains and forests, but showed a bit of gloomy and terrifying...... It's really not a good place, but Su Jing is happy in his heart, whether it is sad or cold, or reckless, he finally has a mansion.

It is the abode of the practitioners, the homes of the practitioners, and the foundation of the practitioners.

A few tiled houses are inconspicuous, but they are a real sign: entering the 'mountain'.

The people of Sujing have entered the mountain.

I was in a good mood, but I couldn't stand the forty-nine pairs of crow guards, so I hurriedly put them all away, and only left the good demon slave with clever eyebrows and eyes.

Now that the second realm has been broken, Su Jing still has several things to do, and he will not delay at this moment, first take out the "Golden Crow Vientiane", and sure enough, as he expected before, as soon as he opened it, under the second "sleeping in the heart" exercise, three lines of small characters appeared, and the annotations left by the senior monks.

The first line: The heart is difficult to be quiet, it is difficult to calm the heart, four years of breaking Ningqing, gloomy and long sigh.

It only took half a month for this person to break through the sky, and he was considered a genius, but he didn't expect to encounter many difficulties in meditation, and it took nearly a hundred times more time than the previous realm.

The second line: Half a year to break Qingning, unexpected, very happy.

This senior broke the first realm in three months and the second realm in six months, which is really good, but Su Qiangqiang didn't think so, now he has become a nouveau riche, and he smiled happily in his heart: Six months, it's been too long, I'm afraid this person's qualifications are not very good.

The third line, Lu Jiaoba's note: The second realm is not interesting.

"Huh?" can make Su Jing angry...... This time, he was really full of confidence, thinking that he would definitely be able to compare the master with the other two seniors, but he never expected that the master would leave such a sentence.

Su Jing looked unwilling, and muttered: "It's boring, you can leave time for you to be old!" Originally, Su Jing had thought about his message: Four days to break Ningqing, the roar was like a thunderous sword crow gathering the sky vortex, a little too slow still need to be diligent.

Such a majestic achievement, such a majestic and unexpectedly smelly message, compared with Master's 'The second realm is not interesting', and immediately fell behind.

Su Qiangqiang thought for a moment, and left five words for future generations with a clear conscience: Well, it's really boring.

The silk was temporarily put aside, and Su Jing took out another Qiankun bag...... It was taken from a lizard monster in the desert, but it never opened.

The true element flows, and the yang fire destroys the curse.

After Ningqing, Su Jing's cultivation was several times higher than when he left the desert, and the Yang Fire Essence was also more pure, but what he never expected was that the Qiankun bag of the inferior monster in his hand actually did not move at all.

The Yang Fire Essence sent in was like a mud cow entering the sea, and the prohibition of this bag was destroyed, and there was not even a sign of loosening.

Su Jing tried several times in vain, collected the Golden Crow True Fire, and carried this small Qiankun bag in his hand, instead of being disappointed, he laughed: The more difficult the bag to open, the more valuable it is, and if it can't be opened, it should be happier...... If you can't open Ningqing, then wait until you pass the third realm. ...,

The bag can't fly away in his hands, the realm still has to go under his feet, and there will always be a moment when the yang fire breaks the ban!

Putting away the Qiankun bag, a burst of golden light suddenly bloomed behind Su Jing, and the fire wings of Yuanji Tiandu shone out, which was Su Jing's most proud ability. Young people, who have just learned the joy of cultivation and can fly in the world by themselves, how can they not soar happily.

The wings spread, Su Jing flew quickly, the green mountains and forests swept by, and the wind blew on his face and made his face a little painful, but it was also full of joy!

Monks who enter the third realm can practice the floating spell and can resist the wind, but the speed is limited and the flexibility is insufficient, after all, the cultivation at this stage is low, and it is quite difficult to control the spirit into the wind again, and it is impossible to fly for too long. Su Jing is different, this pair of Yuanji Tiandu Fire Wings was born because of his natal spell, he didn't need to deliberately cast spells and didn't need to deliberately control them, just like he was born with wings, although he also consumed strength, but it was different from the former, this is his spell, and it is his wings!

The more Su Jing flew, the happier he became, and finally he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and with a happy roar, his body turned sharply and flew higher......

Flamingo Peak, Fang Xianzi was sitting on a rock, closing his eyes and refining according to Elder Hong's instructions, and he only felt refreshed after a week of practice, while pondering the Fa taught by Elder Hong, he took a long breath and prepared to do another big week, when suddenly there was a muffled sound of 'bang' in front of him.

Quartet opened his eyes and took a look, only to see that a hundred zhang away, Su Jingzheng's mouth and eyes were crooked in the air...... All ethereal peaks have 'covers'. Su Jingfei was so forgetful that he forgot about this taboo.

Fang Xianzi was startled, honest people only had honest thoughts, and hurriedly changed from sitting to kneeling: "Fang Xianzi visits Uncle Ancestor." ”

Almost at the same time, Elder Hong's voice also came: "Disciple to meet Uncle Junior. The voice was crisp and crisp, and the smile that couldn't be concealed was full of joy.

"No courtesy. Under the humiliation, Su Jing didn't forget the etiquette, rubbed his face and flapped his wings and fled......