These little wind attribute dragons are all very pure wind attribute spiritual power, Wang Xuanzhao's body is completely relaxed at this time, the Baihui acupoint above his head is opened, and the spiritual power surrounds Wang Xuanzhao continuously, forming a spiritual power storm circle. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info a series of inverted funnel spiral continuous floating and circling, Wang Xuanzhao let go of the absorption of aura, directly also drove the aura in the entire cave, the entire cave aura because of Wang Xuanzhao's attraction gathered, as if condensed some liquid state. At this time, Wang Xuanzhao was constantly absorbing spiritual power and constantly compressing it in his body to continuously refine the spiritual energy.

With Wang Xuanzhao's continuous absorption, Wang Xuanzhao felt that his understanding of the wind attribute was becoming more and more profound, Wang Xuanzhao's awakening of the wind attribute was through the epiphany of the different characteristics of the wind in the four seasons, thus deepening her understanding of the wind, at that time she felt that she had a deep understanding of the four seasons of the wind, but at this moment, through the simple absorption of the spiritual power of the wind attribute, she found that her previous comprehension of the wind was far from enough, although she had reached the middle realm of the wind attribute. She found that the wind turned out to be so varied, the spring breeze can be a slight breeze, accompanied by the spring rain, moisturizing things silently, blowing green willow banks, or it can be very soft, soft blowing people's hearts. The spring breeze is green, she blows green willow branches, blows green leaves, blows green grass, blows green seedlings, and the spring breeze is red, she blows red peach blossoms, blows red apricot blossoms, blows red camellias. Like a beautiful maiden, she wandered around the vast land. She came to the willow tree and helped the willow girl comb her beautiful hair. She came to people's side, blowing people's faces, cool, and warm, the spring breeze like a mother's hand caressing the children's faces, warm. Just the spring breeze, Wang Xuanzhao's understanding has improved by more than one level compared to before, and her understanding of the spring breeze is even deeper.

With the deepening of Wang Xuanzhao's understanding, she seems to be a breeze in the four seasons, with the colorful spring breeze, she has experienced the changes of the spring breeze, and it seems to have blended into time, starting a reincarnation, and the footsteps of spring have gradually gone away. And summer is quietly walking, Wang Xuanzhao incarnates this wisp of spring breeze, experiencing the tail of spring, welcoming the beginning of summer, the summer wind is diverse, and there is relatively little wind in summer, even if the wind blows, it is also a warm wind, therefore, everyone calls it smoked wind. When people eagerly await a cool breeze in the hot summer, the wind blowing is also very small, and it carries a heat wave. But there are also times when the wind rises, the wind is accompanied by showers, blowing willow flowers, and after an extreme storm, the flowers and willows may be blown off and fall. Of course, there will also be the joy of the south wind rising at night and the wheat covering the yellow, Wang Xuanzhao feels that the summer wind is also so amorous.

After the hot summer, the cool autumn is about to be ushered in, and a cool wind blows, making people who no longer wear thin summer clothes tremble slightly, so they know that autumn is coming. The autumn wind takes away the heat of summer, and also takes away the clouds in the sky, I don't know if you have noticed that the autumn sky is deep and cloudless. The autumn breeze is like a preoccupied girl, she walks through the golden fields, wanders in the deep forest path, she sings as she walks, not passionately, but softly, she also picks up a few fallen leaves from time to time, plays with them and gently puts them down. The autumn wind has a sense of gloom, because she blows the yellow flowers and green leaves, and there is a slight sadness when she rolls up the fallen leaves, but the autumn wind also has the joy of harvest, she blows the wheat field, and makes people's faces happy with the hope of autumn harvest.

Walking through the joy and gloom of the autumn harvest, what is ushered in is the biting cold of the winter wind, mixed with the snow like plum blossoms, making a rustling sound. Snow, like an elf, dances in the air, and when the cold wind grows stronger, the cold wind whimpers and rolls up the snow, and the cold snow particles hit the face, just want people to jump into the fire. The north wind whined, directly blowing off the last yellow leaves hanging on the branches, blowing through the forest, the wind whined, through the cold heart, under the blowing of this cold wind, the river condensed thick ice, the cold wind blew through the branches, blowing a large ball of snowflakes, occasionally falling in the collar of pedestrians, a chill. The whole winter wind makes people feel the power of the cold and the wind.

The cold will slowly pass, when the cold to the extreme, slowly the winter wind passed, began to usher in the gentle spring breeze again, she blew across the earth, blew the green grass, blew the flowers again, blew the green willows, a cycle of four seasons came over like this. Wang Xuanzhao didn't feel that she was a monk in the middle stage of the transformation of gods at this time, she was just completely immersed in the comprehension of the wind of the four seasons, she only felt that the wind in the world was so colorful and diverse, what is the wind? What is the spring breeze? What is the summer breeze? What is the autumn breeze? What is the winter breeze? What is all this? Wang Xuanzhao only felt that there seemed to be a bright light passing in front of her eyes, but it was too fast, this flash passed, she didn't grasp the root at all, her mind was still hazy, and that trace of inspiration was not grasped.

Wang Xuanzhao had a trace of loss, but she didn't wait for recovery, the whole person's mind was once again integrated in the changes of the four seasons, every season, every wind made Wang Xuanzhao have a deep different experience, with the deepening of the experience, every time Wang Xuanzhao at the end of the four seasons, the fleeting enlightenment stayed for a longer time, Wang Xuanzhao's heart was more stable, she knew that the slightest enlightenment was only because her understanding of the four seasons was not so profound, all she could do was to continue to deepen her experience, keep repeating, and keep reincarnating, but another thought suddenly appeared in Wang Xuanzhao's mind, and the same flashed away, what is reincarnation? Is it the reincarnation of time? Or is it the reincarnation of different places and spaces?

The four seasons of the wind is still in constant reincarnation, Wang Xuanzhao doesn't know whether this is his first thousand or tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of millions of reincarnation, but Wang Xuanzhao suddenly switched places from the different seasons, she has forgotten that she is a monk, she only feels that she is that wisp of wind, with the blowing and drifting, blowing through the desert, and the yellow sand together to appreciate the desert scenery, blowing up the sky full of sand and dust; blowing through the ocean, rolling up the monstrous waves with the sea water, blowing through the sea of flowers, bringing up the fragrance all the way. It also passed through the forest fire, and the fire strengthened the power of the flames. Wang Xuan's glimmer of understanding of the sea suddenly became clear. It turns out that all kinds of different winds are just one form of wind, but the essence of wind is still the same.