Zhao Feng rode a horse through a green mountain forest, countless green dots dotted with a fast-flying black dot, that is a person and a horse galloping, jumping, noisy, neighing, like a storm and waves quickly rushing towards the Lin'an School Palace, like a stormy wave as irresistible, the momentum is thrilling and full of emotion.

Zhao Feng gradually got used to maintaining balance on a galloping horse, so he bloomed his life spirit and began to cultivate on a horse.

The unique timbre of the flute spreads between heaven and earth, like a pastoral poem, elegant and light, quiet and long-term, like a gurgling stream, tactful and crisp, chanting and singing, and like the original scenery of a hometown, without lead carving, fresh and natural. The melodious sound of the flute teases the white clouds in the sky, and the scattered flute music dances the green trees on both sides.

The flute plucks the wind strings, like the fragrance of flowers on the other side dancing gracefully, together with a volt, or or up, from far to near gently drifting through the ears, overflowing the heart, as if the whole world is listening, suddenly the flute becomes lively and interesting, repeatedly whirling, the beautiful melody falls layer by layer, and the speed is accelerating one by one, and the ears are heard as if from the open heart, melodious fluttering, stretching echoes, lingering with infinite reverie and thoughts, slowly soaring.

The sound of the flute turns back to the intestines, rippling a thousand ripples, and a melodious flute music is like crying, tactfully turning into the curve of the sea. The beautiful and elegant sound of the flute lingers in the ears, as if a freehand picture is laid out in front of you. The sound of the flute gradually soothed and became smaller, and the clouds between heaven and earth were immersed in a song-like melody with the rhythm, then high-pitched, then calm, and then distant. When the sky was dyed rouge by the setting sun, the loud, melodious, and agitated flute sound rippled in the quiet sky and slowly disappeared at the end of the mountain forest.

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Because Zhao Feng has been blooming the soul spirit, the blooming spirit is very consuming soul energy, and Zhao Feng's soul power has been improved when he awakens the perfect life spirit, therefore, he keeps using his soul power, and his cultivation will be refined instead, stepping into the triple realm of the spirit realm, through the mountains and forests, the mountain gate of the Lin'an School Palace is far away, and the magnificent Lin'an School Palace Palace is located on the shore of the West Lake, and the school palace under the sunset is exceptionally peaceful.

"Who is coming," the disciple guarding the mountain gate shouted.

"This senior brother, I am Zhao Feng, an outer disciple. Zhao Feng said, and took out the nameplate.

"This junior brother, please come in. ”

Zhao Feng led the horse, walked to the courtyard to which he belonged, and led the horse back to his residence, because of the day's rush, Zhao Feng fell asleep and had nothing to do all night.

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Zhao Feng left the courtyard and went to the library hall of the Xue Palace.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Library Hall, Zhao Feng showed the nameplate and entered the Battle Skills Hall.

Zhao Feng directly let go of his spiritual sense, and scanned the battle skill books on the first floor in a carpet manner, and the other disciples in the library hall looked at Zhao Feng strangely, what was he doing. Zhao Feng was eager to know if the flute skills in his previous life could be used to exert his combat power.

In the next few months, Zhao Feng would appear on time every day in the Book Collection Hall, at the beginning, those disciples would still point fingers at them, and after a long time, those disciples would become numb, and even ignore his existence.

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Zhao Feng left the Library Palace, and in four months, he finally read all the books in the Library Hall and understood the knowledge of cultivation, he walked into the martial arts arena of the Palace and began to test his results for several months.

With the sound of the flute, it seems that there is a quiet empty valley, in the empty valley, an orchid with a faint grievance, eagerly looking forward to the arrival of spring, the subtle orchid fragrance, its fragrance is elegant, giving people the reverie of "no one in the valley".

Elegant and deep flute sound, such as resentment, low back and tactful, the timbre of the low and rich, as if the orchid tells its own ups and downs, after the end, the flute appears from the low range straight to the high range of the wave "rolling", giving people a feeling of sudden enlightenment, euphemism with expectation, affectionate eagerness, as if heralding the coming of spring, the orchid re-release fragrance.

The surrounding outer disciples also entered his flute illusion, and the scenes they saw were all conjured up by different aura, if they were fighting, this illusion could be turned into a killing array, trapping and killing people who fell into the illusion, fortunately, Zhao Feng was just testing his cultivation results, there was no killing intent and evil intent, and at the end of the song, the illusion in front of them slowly disappeared, and they found that it was Zhao Feng who was playing the flute.

Zhao Feng actually awakened the life spirit, and pulled a group of them into his illusion, they actually had no power to fight back, the disciples of the Zhao family really can't be underestimated, it seems that this time the school palace exam is promising, and a dark horse will be killed again.

In the depths of the school palace, several old men are sipping tea,

"There are a few good seedlings among the disciples of this year's class," said an old man with a red face, stroking his beard.

"That flute player, I think it may be the palace master's appetite, in my opinion, can you ......" An old man in plain clothes did not finish speaking.

"Don't you think that kid can't get Lao Qu's attention by himself!" An old man in a yellow robe interjected, making the old man in plain clothes so embarrassed...

At this time, Zhao Feng was impacting the Nine Layers of the Spirit Realm, planning to step into the Spirit Hou Realm before the year-end exam, in the courtyard full of spiritual energy, Zhao Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, and his life spirit rose and fell with his breath.