White Tiger Corpse Chapter 82 Immortal Stream Flying Clouds
They were in full swing, one after the other, spreading out into the distance in droves.
Over here...... Not a bamboo forest?
Jiang Fei raised his eyes and saw that the surrounding vegetation was lush and green, and the wind and dew were flying obliquely, and it turned out to be a hill.
Could it be said?
You can fuse your spiritual power into the wind, and then activate your mind to reach the place you want to go in an instant!
Is this the key to riding the wind?
Jiang Fei was overjoyed in his heart, no wonder Ye Lingfeng would say that only by comprehending the wind could he touch the yellow vine gourd in his hand.
He closed his eyes again, feeling everything he saw with the wind after the release of his spiritual power, and he crossed the streams, mountains, clouds, hills and mountains, and found Ye Lingfeng lying on his side on the bamboo tops.
Call!
Jiang Fei's figure flickered, leaning out of the wind, grabbing the yellow vine gourd in Ye Lingfeng's hand, seeing that he was about to succeed, suddenly, his body slipped and fell down from the bamboo tops.
With a pop, he fell to the ground with a bang, and pieces of bamboo leaves were flying in the air, Jiang Fei didn't care about the embarrassment, quickly turned over and stood up, looking at Ye Lingfeng who was not moving on the bamboo tops.
What's going on here?
is also walking against the wind, why can Ye Lingfeng lie on the bamboo tips leisurely, but he can't even stand still.
"Yes, the way you have performed to resist the wind is the first glimpse of the door, but if you want to achieve the realm of merging with the wind and being completely indistinguishable from each other, you still need to practice hard. ”
Ye Lingfeng's figure flickered, and he jumped down from the bamboo top, and was already standing in front of Jiang Fei in a blink of an eye.
Jiang Fei's eyes lit up, and he stretched out a hand like lightning to grab the yellow vine gourd, and his movements froze in an instant, only to feel the emptiness in his hand, and Ye Lingfeng's heroic smile had already moved away.
That's the gap?
Even if Ye Lingfeng doesn't have to be guarded, he doesn't have a chance!
Jiang Fei's heart tightened, and he realized that what Ye Lingfeng said was true, if he wanted to successfully touch the yellow vine gourd in his hand, he not only had to comprehend the trick of using the wind to resist the wind, but also had to study and practice hard.
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Three Qingguan.
The floating water surrounds the mountains, and the clouds and waves are combined.
"I can be worth thousands of troops and horses when I go out alone, but I didn't expect to get only five Creation Pills after the attack and reward!"
Gu Changan shook his head and sighed, sitting under the pine tree that was straight into the clouds, quite dissatisfied with the merits established by Cangya Mountain and his party.
He didn't know that if it weren't for Chunyang Zinian and Jiang Fei who successfully sent the dynasty army to support the various sects, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to share the three Creation Pills.
Gu Changan couldn't wait to refine the five Creation Pills, and found that his realm happened to be stuck at the peak of the late stage of the "Tongyuan", and he was only one step away from the realm of the "Mingqi".
"Alas, poor little way, I am unparalleled in the world, do I really have to accept this unfair arrangement?"
Gu Changan raised his thick eyebrows and stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the clouds and smoke that surrounded him in mid-air.
"What is the matter with the junior brother?"
A familiar voice came from behind him, Gu Changan looked back, and Fang Yan's elegant smile had come to him in a blink of an eye.
Fang Yan only got two Creation Pills, which was not much benefit to his cultivation who had already reached the realm of "Enlightenment".
However, after he was robbed of his body by Maharaja, he was blessed by misfortune, and all the meridians in his body were unusually strengthened, and his cultivation also improved a lot.
"Senior brother, don't you know, after I learned that you were occupied by that monster, I was so anxious that I couldn't wait to take your place and bear the painful torture. ”
Gu Chang'an's thick eyebrows furrowed, and he said with emotion, he also learned afterwards that it was the black-scaled giant who seized Fang Yan's body, so he had to gallop across the battlefield and be arrogant.
And the reason why he still said this was because he was sad that he didn't have the opportunity like Fang Yan to make a qualitative leap in the realm of cultivation.
"Pain?"
Fang Yan looked slightly stunned, laughed twice and said, "I don't feel any pain, but it makes my junior brother worried." ”
Not even painful?
When Gu Changan heard this, he felt even more indignant, clenched the unwillingness in his fat hand, gritted his teeth secretly, and grinded his jealousy.
"It seems that the junior brother is a little distressed and doesn't know what is going on?" Fang Yan asked.
Gu Changan shook his head, pretending to sigh in vicissitudes, before he suddenly spoke: "Senior brother, I'm afraid I haven't experienced such pain as mine." ”
"Oh, is that so? Let's hear about it. Fang Yan was surprised and said in surprise.
"With the talent of Xiaodao people and gods, I could have broken through to the realm of enlightenment in one fell swoop after refining the Creation Pill, but I didn't expect the heavenly jealousy of the talent...... I actually stopped in the late Tongyuan period, hanging unable to fulfill my wish, and it was difficult to feel at ease. ”
Gu Changan stood in the wind with his hands in his hands, and the Dao crown that was obliquely buckled on his head was shaky, he ignored it, and sighed with a long sigh.
If Fang Yan doesn't come, it's okay, Gu Changan will be melancholy in the realm of no one, and it won't take more than a cup of tea, but once someone is in front of him, it's a different matter, it can be like a tumbling river, and it will be out of control.
Fang Yan knew that Gu Chang'an was just pretending to be melancholy, and the jam between realms was a normal phenomenon, and every disciple would encounter it when he was practicing, but the timing was different.
He smiled and said, "Senior brother doesn't have to complain, with your qualifications, as long as you are attentive, you will definitely be able to make a breakthrough soon." ”
"Enlightenment, where can we use enlightenment, and how can we comprehend?"
Gu Changan looked up to the sky and sighed, looking at the faint green mountains in the sky that were half buried by the rain and dark clouds, only to feel the sorrow in his heart thick and depressed, and he was out of breath.
Fang Yan smiled, Gu Chang'an's appearance, he had long been used to it, if it wasn't like this, he felt a little abnormal, so he said: "Senior brother, why bother like this, I have also encountered a situation where the realm bottleneck has been encountered, but as long as you concentrate on cultivation, you can tide over the difficulties." You might as well calm down and take a look at the green mountains and clear waters, picturesque rivers and mountains. ”
"Senior brother, I am in great pain at this time, how can I have the leisure to enjoy any beautiful scenery, if you have any way, you might as well speak up. ”
Gu Changan was stunned and said urgently. After some conversation, he could already conclude that Fang Yan, as a leader of his peers and a strong cultivator, must have some unique cultivation methods that could resolve his current predicament.
Fang Yan smiled elegantly and said, "There has never been a method, it's just a moment of non-stop cultivation. ”
Gu Changan glared at him, and said in surprise: "Don't stop for a moment?"
"That's right, not just to keep going, but also to swim against the current. ”
"Reverse water can also improve cultivation?"
Gu Changan was amazed again and again, the effect of water was incomparably wonderful, but it was the first time he had heard of it that it could also improve his cultivation.
Fang Yan smiled and said: "The Feiyun Stream on the back mountain, the water is turbulent, when cultivating in it and releasing spiritual power, it can speed up the speed of consumption, and it has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, I happen to be going today, is my junior brother interested in going together?"
Flying Cloud Stream!
Gu Chang'an's fat face shook slightly, the water potential there was indeed spectacular, but, as far as he knew, the scenery there was like spring all year round, the waterhole was quiet, and the female Taoist priests of Sanqingguan, regardless of age, liked to go there to take a bath!
Could it be that taking a bath is just a disguise, and their real purpose is to cultivate there?
Gu Changan's thick eyebrows furrowed, he wanted to go and see what was going on.
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Flying Cloud Stream.
The water is hanging on Yunlan, like the smiling side face of a person in a dream, and the peach blossoms are rippling in the spring breeze, and the beautiful picture is the same as before.
"The way to go against the current, I want to see if it is really possible today. ”
Gu Changan said seriously, but his eyes were wandering, burning more rapidly than the sound of water.
Clearly, he was looking for anticipation.
In this flying cloud stream, beautiful scenery can be seen everywhere, and what he is looking for must be more than these.
Fang Yan smiled and said unhurriedly: "Senior brother doesn't have to be in a hurry, it's coming soon." ”
The green smoke is ethereal, falling from time to time, and in the depths of the fragrance, the chirping of the white crane sounded leisurely.
Under the chaotic red, Gu Changan's eyes froze and did not move.
If there is anything more beautiful in this world than beautiful scenery, most people will definitely think that it must be a beauty.
But what is more beautiful than a beauty?
Gu Changan felt that there was only this water stream in front of him.
The moisture lingers in the stream, and many graceful figures swim in it, like fairy clouds falling in the sky.
Fang Yan seemed to have long been used to it, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, keep up." ”
Gu Changan's eyes were already stuck in the pool water, unable to extricate himself, where could he hear an inconsequential voice, just a stupid laugh, no reaction.
Fang Yan shook his head, and had no choice but to stop, Feiyun Stream is an important sect, it was not so easy to get in, he also spent his time and bought off the disciples of the guards, so that he could come and go freely.
He wanted to wake up Gu Chang'an, but he could see that he was so fascinated, and suddenly felt that the Creation Pill sent out seemed to have a new value.
Feiyun Stream is very large, the place favored by the female Taoist master, only this green water pool, with white cranes flying on it, like a fairy scene outside the world.
As long as they avoid this place and go around to other places, they will not be embarrassed by accidents.
But who knows, when Gu Changan came here, he was as petrified as a statue.
Fang Yan knew why, but he didn't mean to wake up Gu Changan, because he also looked over.
In the depths of the waterhole, there is a figure that is particularly eye-catching, and her charm can lose her soul.
As long as you see her, you will forget the existence of others, even your own.
The peach blossoms flying all over the sky are not as good as a strand of hair on her head.
She turned her face sideways, and the whole world wandered for it.
The impeccable figure is dimly visible, the most beautiful temptation in the world, but that's it.
The eyes of the two suddenly lifted, as if they were being towed, and the beautiful figure in the waterhole suddenly swayed up, as if they had not yet put on their clothes.
She flew in the air, and when she bloomed in the peach blossoms, she actually put on a Taoist robe, the belt was not tied, it was very loose, and her elegant figure fluttered across the treetops above the heads of the two, and disappeared into the mist of potpourri.
The treetops soon stopped swaying, but Gu Changan's eyes were like leaves that couldn't find their roots, and they were very debauched.
He stared at the incense mist that was about to disperse and condense, and he couldn't find his soul for a long time.
Fang Yan's gaze sank, but it fell deeply, he looked at the green leaves falling in the air, and a white handkerchief fell among them, falling quickly.
He grabbed it in his hand, and there were some bright marks on it, like embroidered flowers, and like congealed blood.
It's like, a poem made into a book.
Fang Yan frowned slightly, and Xu Fei fell, leaving her beauty.