A clear roar echoed at the foot of the mountain, clear and thick, and went straight to the sky. =Gold==Bang=I didn't know that a few clouds in the sky were scattered, and naturally a lark in the trees at the foot of the mountain was also alarmed. A handsome young man dressed in white walked out of the blessed land with his family, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and his body was as clean as snow and spotless. It looks like a step out of a fairyland, but it's a little different from ordinary people.

The wind stopped the roar, and there was a sense of relief between the eyebrows. These days, he has been studying this method day and night, and it has taken him ten years to finally give him some experience. Today is to shiyan, and counting the time, he has been delayed here for a long time, and now it is time to leave.

Sui Feng carefully urged the internal breath in his body according to the records in the formula, and little by little he separated a part of his mind and integrated it into the Pure Jun Sword.

For some reason, the Chunjun Sword was like a part of Suifeng's body, and it easily melted Suifeng's mind into it. It's just that it's easy to blend into the mind, but it's very difficult to manipulate it with true qi. It took ten days of trying with the wind before I found a little wayway. Because if you are in the sky, if your true qi is a little disordered, causing the sword under your feet to lose control and fall down, I am afraid that you will not be able to find even a little bone.

"Hey, give it to me!" shouted with the wind, pinching the sword trick in his hand, and urging the sword technique with all his might.

"Hum-" A sword groan, a golden light flickered in front of Suifeng's eyes, and the scabbard on his waist was already empty. The pure Jun sword that was originally hanging here actually hung in front of Sui Feng out of thin air, swallowing the sword rays, shining dazzling in the sun, which was very wonderful.

Suifeng's sword technique changed slightly, as if it was affected by his sword technique, and the pure Jun sword hanging in front of Suifeng's body gradually stabilized, and the sword qi and halo emitted from the sword body all converged back. With the wind, he jumped lightly and adjusted to the sword body. As soon as Suifeng stood still, he saw the Chunjun Sword sink suddenly, almost throwing Suifeng off it. was so frightened that he pinched the spell with the wind, and only then did he stabilize his body.

After the Chunjun Sword was completely stabilized, Sui Feng let out a long sigh of relief. {Gold} After all, he is a beginner, and although it is easy to understand a little bit of it, there are still some differences between the implementation and the theory. Standing on the sword, I was still a little apprehensive in my heart, the feeling of hanging in the air was very peculiar, and my heart was a little hairy, but it was very exciting. It's hard to put into words, you can only feel it.

Suifeng identified the north, and carefully used the true qi to resist the sword, what he thought was to use the method of the sword to go to Penglai. Go and meet Hua Jiugong, after all, if he hadn't passed on his single Huitian Gong to him, then Suifeng would definitely not be a young master who had already won the innate at this moment. Even his closed disciples and many disciples failed to inherit his mantle, and just by virtue of his life-and-death friendship with Suitian, he resolutely passed on the exercises to Suifeng, such a great kindness, it is really difficult to repay.

If it weren't for the feud of family feuds, Sui Feng would definitely go to Penglai as soon as possible to visit Hua Daxia. According to Hua Daxia's own words before, his battle with the old demon of the Western Regions ended two years ago, and he originally thought that he could rush back to the Central Plains before his duel, but he didn't expect it to be delayed.

At first, Sui Feng only dared to fly with a long sword and stick to the canopy, not daring to rise too high. Several times I didn't hold my true qi and fell off the sword. Fortunately, he didn't fly high, and he had light skills, but he was not injured.

Otherwise, it will become a joke for the ages, a generation of young Tianjiao, but when practicing the sword immortal technique, he fell into the cloud and fell to his death.

After gradually getting acquainted with the tricks of the method, he dared to gradually rise in height with the wind. Ascending to zuihou, looking down at the world, the mountains and mountains, and the red dust are all under your feet, it is as if you have jumped out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, and will no longer be bound by this heaven and earth.

At this moment, it was still daytime, and the halo emitted by the pure Jun sword under the feet of the wind was not strong, and it was not obvious under the scorching sun. The reason why he was able to stand firm was not that the entire sole of his foot fell on the sword body, but that there was an invisible qi wall made of true qi outside the sword body, and his feet were stepping on this qi wall, and the strong wind that came to his face dissipated three feet away from him. Gold List Novel

Only a few thin wisps of wind blew in, swaying gently with the wind, indescribably happy.

The white clouds that were once so far away were all counted in front of his eyes and at his hands, and they seemed to be able to touch them as soon as he stretched out his hand. With the wind, he harnessed the long sword under his feet, rushed straight up against the long wind, and rushed towards the clouds.

White, endless whiteness up and down the body. When you get here, you can no longer distinguish between east, west, north and south, and you can't even tell the difference between up and down, left and right. Stretching out his hand with the wind, he felt the thin and slight rain brushing through his slender fingertips, and his heart was indescribably happy.

No wonder he once saw in the ancient Taoist book that those people who cultivated the truth and refined qi in ancient times, when they reached the good realm, they could seek the soul out of the body, the original spirit out of the body, travel the nine heavens and ten earths, and experience the supreme magic method. It's a pity that although such a mystical method is wonderful, when the meditation is completed and the soul returns, everything that has just been experienced is like a spring dream, and there is no trace. Only some extremely gifted people can scatter the stars and remember some of the experiences of entering the time. One of them is called the sea of clouds.

"I think that the scene of the soul wandering in the sea of clouds recorded by those former sages is nothing more than that, but if there was such a sword technique at that time, why not really go there and experience it carefully?"

He had already pierced out of the sea of clouds, and endless golden light broke through the sky, as if he had really arrived at the Lingxiao Treasure Hall above the Nine Heavens, and his eyes were a vast and endless tumbling sea of clouds. The water vapor is like actually being on the turquoise sea.

And the sun hangs on the other side of the clouds and the sky, it is incomparable, not full of majestic halo, standing above the clouds with the wind, the feeling is even more obvious, the oncoming vitality and vitality are simply immeasurable! The internal forces in the body of the innate master are like a drop in front of the sea, and this metaphor can be described as extremely appropriate. After staying in the wind for a moment, he couldn't stand the heat and brilliance of the sun, and raised his hand to half-cover his eyes, not daring to look at the fireball, and instead looked at the sky that was even higher and deeper.

What is there there? Is it really a place for immortals, a land of immortality? Is there an answer that people have been searching for since ancient times? The word immortality is too heavy, people can't become immortals, they can't live forever, but how can they become immortals, and can they really live forever if they become immortals?

Suifeng's heart was full of sighs at the moment, and he had a deeper understanding of what his father said back then, nature is infinite, and everything is like a dog.

He looked up at Changtian and sighed for a while, at this moment he was above the clouds, and it was already the limit of what he could rise. At this height, the faint sense of summoning from the Nine Heavens above him when he had stepped into the Innate Realm had risen again. Why didn't he want to rush up to explore the mysteries above the Nine Heavens? It's just that the ancients had a saying, when he reached the clouds, he would reach the Nine Heavens Gangfeng Layer, and the legend said that his Gangfeng was pervasive, and no matter how high the master was, there was only one way to die.

Sui Feng was hundreds of zhang away from the long sky above his head at this moment, but he could still faintly perceive that there was an extremely chilling qi shuttling in it.

It's so far away that you can't help but shiver with the wind. The mysterious figure in Yujian above the East China Sea did not give Suifeng such a strong feeling, which shows the strength of his Gangfeng. Zuihou looked around again with the wind, remembering this magnificent scene. Then, he flew towards the bottom with the Pure Jun Sword.

When Edgeworth flies, the higher the altitude, the greater the amount of internal force consumed. Standing in the clouds in this short half pillar of incense has consumed three or four percent of the strength of the wind, and the wind is just to experience the feeling of soaring in the clouds, and the real Edgeworth will definitely not be able to fly so high when he is in a hurry.

"After all the commotion just now, the power in my body has been consumed by more than half, so for the sake of safety, let's find a place to recover my strength first. "With the wind at the moment of beginner practice, the strength is not stable, I don't know how much skill was wasted on the way, it is from just now to now in fact, I haven't flown far, roughly swept the landscape, but is still in the suburbs of Yangzhou.

"Hey, isn't this Luoyun Mountain?" Hanging high in the air with the wind, the surface scene can be seen unobstructed. Seeing that the mountains in front of me converge, with a single peak in the middle, isn't it Luoyun Mountain?

"If it's a meeting, it's fate, so I'll go down and have a look. With a low groan in the wind, he controlled his true qi and urged the Pure Jun Sword to descend from the clouds and fall towards the top of Luoyun Mountain. Sui Feng had already seen it just now, and the view of the falling clouds on the top of the entire mountain had not changed in any way compared to when he came before, and it must be such an ominous place, and there would be no idlers staying here.

Looking at the familiar couplets and plaques in front of him, Sui Feng's thoughts seemed to return to the past in an instant. At that time, in this broken view, if it weren't for Liang Stealer's rescue, he would have died under the claws of that female ghost.

Now look at the female ghost back then, it is nothing anymore, even if you don't borrow the power of the pure Jun sword, I'm afraid that you won't be able to make a few moves under Suifeng's hands. "I don't know how Brother Liang would have reacted if he knew that such a terrifying female ghost back then was Hua Jiugong's disciple and Yun Shui's junior sister turned into one?"

When I came here again at this moment, I obviously felt that the yin qi in the meditation had dissipated a lot. It's just that there seems to be a trace of it that has been lingering here for a long time, and it has not dissipated for a long time.

Sui Feng frowned, could it be that the resentment of Xie Jinghua, the junior sister of Yunshui Gradual, had not dissipated?

I had heard Liang Steal'er say that this place was extremely extraordinary, it was the place where the nine yin meet, if there was a trace of stubborn resentment left, it might be fine in a short time, but with the passage of time, something bad might happen.

At the beginning, the female ghost who cultivated a thousand illusions with Sui Feng and Liang Stealer Yujian was formed in this way. "Fortunately, this yin qi has not yet become a climate, otherwise it will be very tricky. While muttering to himself with the wind, he touched it along the direction of the yin qi. The touch made it through the hall and into the backyard.

The backyard was desolate at the moment, and because there was no flower boy to take care of it, all the plants that had been planted before to nurture the true qi of Taoism had died. Only one of the ponds that was originally used to watch the swimming fish has been preserved.

Sui Feng stared at it with two eyes, his eyebrows jumped, and he had already come to the conclusion in his heart that this Fang Tang had been making trouble.