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However, in this rough sea, there is not the slightest wave that can get close to the wind god Langjun.

Fengshen Langjun's current state is very mysterious, his right hand is holding the breeze, his eyes are slightly closed, as if he is asleep, as if he is awake, as if he is contemplating something.

Yang Xuanxin knew that Fengshen Langjun was comprehending the law of wind.

The law represents the extreme.

A martial artist, unless he is extremely talented and has extraordinary understanding, it is difficult for him to master any kind of martial arts law in his life.

Yang Xuan concentrated his mind, watched carefully, and figured it out.

For him, the law of the wind is still too far away, and what he has to do now is to understand the origin of the wind from the breeze in the palm of the wind god Langjun.

This is like arithmetic, you must first understand the most basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, in order to slowly learn and master more advanced arithmetic, and addition, subtraction, multiplication and division is also equivalent to the origin of the wind, which belongs to the most basic and core things.

Only by understanding and mastering the origin of the wind can we successfully comprehend the law of wind in our future practice and enlightenment.

At this time, with the wind god Langjun as his heart, a large area of the sea exploded, setting off monstrous waves, as if a terrifying kraken had awakened from the bottom of the sea, and the loud noise was shocking.

"What happened"

Yang Xuan was startled, and his thoughts were interrupted.

He took his mind as his eyes and nervously watched the wind god Langjun.

All of this is obviously caused by the wind god Langjun, and he must have realized something.

"Have you understood the law of the wind?"

Yang Xuan's heart was full of shock, and when he saw that Fengshen Langjun suddenly opened his eyes, he opened his mouth and let out a loud shout.

In a word, the voice was loud and shook the entire sea.

In an instant, the demon beasts in this vast sea area were all dormant, and countless warriors were also shocked by the cheers, and their ears were deaf and dizzy.

Of course, there is no shortage of masters, and several Heaven Snatching Realm powers have cultivated to a high level, and they rushed to find out, wanting to find out, but before they got close to the Wind God Langjun, one by one they were like being struck by lightning and disintegrating into the void.

Puff puff

A cloud of blood mist burst open, how can the picture be described as bloody.

Yang Xuan was stunned, those were a few Heaven Conquering Realm powers, and before he came here, he didn't figure out the situation, he died inexplicably, and he didn't even scream.

It was this scene that also shocked the people who came to check it later, and one by one, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, they all turned around and left, not daring to stay for a moment.

"Up"

Fengshen Langjun ignored those people, he held the sky with one hand, and the breeze in his palm changed, turning into a super storm that rushed into the sky in an instant.

For a moment, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, the sun and the moon were gone, and the whole world suddenly became dark, leaving only a terrible storm that rushed straight to the zenith, making a sound like the sky and the earth cracking.

This situation is like the end of the world, and it is extremely terrifying.

"The wind can overcome the rigid, the soft, can moisten all things, and the rigidity can destroy everything. ”

Yang Xuan was shocked, but also had a further understanding of the wind.

This is also the fact that he opened the door, otherwise it is still unknown whether he can have this feeling.

"Ten years of enlightenment, today is the end. ”

The wind god Langjun muttered to himself, and with a wave of his hand, the storm was dispersed.

"Ten Years of Enlightenment"

Yang Xuan's heart fluctuated, and it was difficult to calm down.

He understood that the wind god Langjun had been wandering in the mystery of the wind in the Dacheng Realm for ten years, and finally got a glimpse of the mystery in one fell swoop today and comprehended the law of the wind.

Ten years, for an existence like Fengshen Langjun, it was only a snap of a finger, and it only took ten years to master the law of wind, which shows how high Fengshen Langjun's talent is.

It can be said that as long as Fengshen Langjun does not fall, he will definitely be able to enter the Immortal Gate in the near future and become a martial arts true immortal.

It's a pity that God is jealous of talents, Rao is wind god Langjun comprehended the law of wind, and his strength was throughout, but he still died in the hands of the willow tree after all.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's heart was full of mixed feelings.

He even wondered if he would one day die lonely and lonely in an inaccessible place like Fengshen Langjun.

As Yang Xuan's thoughts turned, Fengshen Langjun stepped out, and the wind between heaven and earth surrendered to his feet, paving a radiant avenue of wind.

Fengshen Langjun walked along this avenue, one step was more than 100,000 miles, in just a dozen breaths, he walked all over the Hongmeng world where he was born, and finally came to a tombstone, silent for a long time.

Yang Xuan could vaguely see that there were two words on the tombstone, but he couldn't see it thoroughly, but he had a feeling that the person under the tomb would not be his confidante if it weren't for Fengshen Langjun's relatives. A drop of hot tears slid down his cheek, and Yang Xuan clearly saw that Fengshen Langjun was crying, a generation of ancient emperors, the first person in the holy world, actually cried, which shows how important the people under the tomb are to him.

For a long time, the wind god Langjun walked away in tears, stepping on the avenue of wind all the way, and climbed the boundless starry sky

Yang Xuan looked at it like this, and unconsciously, his breathing became stable, and the whole thing entered an epiphany like an old monk, and he didn't even know that the picture of his brain had long since disappeared.

"With such a strong understanding, it's no wonder that at such an age, he has comprehended the mystery of kendo and the mystery of fire. ”

Here, Fengshen Langjun sat on the ground, nodded secretly, and looked at Yang Xuan's eyes full of appreciation.

Time passed slowly, and Yang Xuan's understanding of the wind was also deepening little by little.

What is the wind?

The wind is the wind of the years, from the beginning of chaos to the present, it has witnessed the vicissitudes of the sea and the changes of the years.

Whether it is people, monsters, or mountains, lakes, dense jungles, etc., they have all passed the long years under the blowing of the wind, even if the sea is dry and the stones are rotten, and the stars are gone, it will always exist.

And if you want to master the wind, you must first understand the origin of the wind.

"What is the origin of the wind?"

Yang Xuan contemplated with his eyebrows, constantly thinking in his mind.

After such a long time, he still didn't have the slightest clue, and in the end, he simply released a spiritual power, and dispersed this spiritual power into stars and dots, integrating into heaven and earth.

The wind, without a shadow and without a shape, is born between heaven and earth, and as long as the air flows, it can form the wind.

And if you want to understand the origin of the wind, you have to integrate yourself into it.

Gradually, a little enlightenment grew in Yang Xuan's heart, and he thought to himself, "Everything in heaven and earth is divided into yin and yang, and the air is naturally no exception. ”

Yang Xuan's heart was excited, his robe was flying, and wisps of breeze intertwined around him, slowly holding him up.

"So fast"

Fengshen Langjun was surprised, then smiled again, and whispered, "This son is highly talented, as long as he doesn't fall, one day, he will be able to surpass me." ”

As soon as the words fell, he casually brushed his hand on the ground, and the whole person lowered his head a little with a smile.

The remnants of the thoughts in the Wind Spirit Bead entered his body, allowing him to wake up, and he also saw a young man whose talent was not inferior to him, and even understood the origin of the wind from him, and he had no regrets.

After about half a burnt of incense, Yang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, raised his left and right hands together, and a breeze and a storm suddenly appeared in the palms of his hands.

"And so it was"

A satisfied smile flashed across the corners of Yang Xuan's mouth, he had mastered the origin of the wind.

In other words, he comprehended the meaning of the wind.

From now on, as long as he is willing, his mind can move, and the wind can be formed.

"Try the Power"

Yang Xuan pinched his fingers into a fist with his right hand, and struck with all his strength, attacking the heavenly dome.

A fierce wind condensed in the blade of his fist, and as he threw a punch, the wind turned into a spiral storm several meters in size, and the void roared loudly.

"Good, good"

Yang Xuan was overjoyed, with the mystery of the wind, his strength increased again.

In this way, supplemented by the mysteries of the sword, the mysteries of fire, the true element of the sun, and the most powerful sword array of the gods, it is enough to leapfrog and kill the ordinary supreme.

"You, the Emperor"

Suddenly, Yang Xuan discovered something, and his face suddenly changed.

"No need to shout, he's dead. ”

Purgatory Boy said.

"Dead"

Yang Xuan's heart trembled, although he had known that the Wind God Lang Jun's life would not be long, but when he heard the words of the purgatory boy, his heart was still colic, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't be sad, a wisp of will can't last long, not to mention that he has consumed a lot of spiritual power, so that you can understand the mystery of the wind. ”

The Purgatory Boy comforted him and said, "Go and have a look, he left you a note before he died." ”

Yang Xuanqiang endured the grief in his heart, raised his heavy steps, and slowly came to the remains of Fengshen Langjun.

Here, a few large characters are clearly visible on the ground.

The wish has been fulfilled, and there are no regrets

"My wish has been fulfilled, and there are no regrets. ”

Yang Xuan's whole body was shocked, what a mind this is, how free and uninhibited.

"People are dead, it's useless to be sad, let's go, those three supremes are here. ”

Purgatory Boy Dao, as the remnants of the Wind God Langjun's mind were extinguished, the Wind God Langjun's body The law of the wind also disappeared.

Without the law of the wind, the land of storms slowly returned to calm, and the scene of raging winds was no longer the same as before.

"Good time, I'm thinking about killing right now. ”

Yang Xuan retracted his gaze, his eyebrows were full of fierce murderous intent.

For him, Fengshen Langjun preached to him, was his teacher, and was his benefactor, and he did not allow the remains of Fengshen Langjun to be desecrated by outsiders.

Boom, boom, boom

Soon, three figures fell from the sky, it was Chu Bufan, Zhou Ziyi, and Wei Zhongsheng.

As soon as the three supremes came, their eyes locked on Yang Xuan, who was seven or eight feet away.

However, as if he didn't see the three of them, Yang Xuan lifted his robe, knelt on the ground, and respectfully kowtowed to Fengshen Langjun three times, which was regarded as a bow to the teacher.

"That's an emperor's corpse"

Chu Bufan and the three of them turned their eyes, their pupils couldn't help shrinking, and their eyes were staring at the remains of Fengshen Langjun, and they could see at a glance that it was an emperor corpse, and it was still an intact emperor corpse, with no decay in the skin and flesh.

An emperor's corpse, preserved intact from the shocking battle of the primeval world, shows how powerful this person was in his life.

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