The little black Jiao seemed to have a natural fear of Xue Yi, and under Xue Yi's scream, he quickly jumped from Qiao Yun's palm to the ground, hid behind Qiao Yun, and didn't dare to come out.

Seeing this, Qiao Yun glared at Xue Yi fiercely, "Xiao Hei will also be one of us from now on, you should treat Xiao Hei well." I warn you, if you dare to swallow Xiao Hei again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Xue Yi saw that Qiao Yun's tone was not good, and he was even more angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, so he had to lie on the side.

Qiao Yun knew that Xue Yi was dissatisfied, so he took Xiao Hei to Xue Yi's approach, touched Xue Yi's little head, and then pulled out Xiao Hei who was hiding behind him and gently pushed Xue Yi's side.

After a few more words of explanation to Xue Yi, Qiao Yun left a large number of spirit grass seeds and got up and left his indoor medicine garden. As for the relationship between Xiao Hei and Xue Yi, Qiao Yun is not worried, and believes that it will not be long before the two of them can get together.

Entering the retreat room, Qiao Yun casually closed the formation, closed his eyes and began to comprehend the ice sealing technique that lingered in his mind.

Communicate heaven and earth, contain spirit into ice, unity of spirit and spirit, do whatever you want...... Qing Yu's words kept echoing in Qiao Yun's ears, and Qiao Yun wanted to work hard to comprehend the mystery.

A month later, the picture of Qing Yu fighting with the giant elephant always flashed in Qiao Yun's mind, but he still couldn't freeze the essentials, but Qiao Yun didn't give up.

Half a month later, Qiao Yun was still in the process of enlightenment, but he noticed that there was a vibration in the storage bag, so he stopped his enlightenment, and his divine sense immediately probed into the storage bag, and soon found that a communication bead placed in the corner was flashing with white light.

Taking out the communication bead, Qiao Yun's divine sense had just submerged into it, and Shen Xinhan's crisp voice appeared in his mind, "Brother Qiao, the realm of phantom flame is about to open in a year, and in half a year, the sect will hold a selection competition for disciples in the foundation building period, and the top fifty will represent the sect to enter the realm of phantom flame." I've already signed you up, so don't miss the selection time. ”

Qiao Yun counted the days, and before he knew it, it had been a year since he came to Mozhou, and sure enough, there was no time for cultivation, and there would be another year, and the realm of phantom flames would be opened.

Qiao Yun heard Shen Xinhan say that there is a spiritual spring in the realm of phantom flame that can repair the sea of knowledge, Qiao Yun has never forgotten this matter, and only hopes to find the spiritual spring and repair his broken sea of knowledge as soon as possible.

After thanking Shen Xinhan, Qiao Yun put away the communication beads. Qiao Yun was not sure of winning the top fifty among all the foundation building disciples of the sect, especially after seeing the three inner disciples in the late stage of foundation building at the main peak, Qiao Yun had a clearer understanding of his cultivation shortcomings, so Qiao Yun temporarily gave up his plan to continue to comprehend the ice, but planned to increase his cultivation as much as possible in the past six months, so that he could have a chance to enter the realm of phantom flames.

Seventy thousand lower grade spirit stones were piled up on Qiao Yun's side, completely submerging Qiao Yun's figure, and almost filling the entire retreat room. Feeling the rich aura in the retreat room, Qiao Yun only felt that his limbs and bones were extremely comfortable, and he didn't waste time at the moment, quickly running the mental mantra, and frantically absorbing the aura around him.

As Qiao Yun continued to absorb and transform, the true qi in Qiao Yun's meridians gathered more and more, and his cultivation was also slowly rising, and he began to climb towards the late stage of the fifth layer of foundation building.

Under Qiao Yun's penance, day and night, three months passed in a flash, and when the last piece of spirit stone turned into powder, Qiao Yun slowly opened his eyes.

Feeling his own larger cultivation, Qiao Yun was still very satisfied, in three months, Qiao Yun not only cultivated the Easy Wind Control Technique to the early stage of the sixth layer of foundation building, but also improved the Easy Wind Control Technique and the Easy Control of the Mist Technique to the early stage of the sixth layer of foundation building.

But in terms of cultivation speed, Qiao Yun felt that it was a little too slow, after all, absorbing the aura of the spirit stone was already slower than using Pei Zhen Dan to directly generate the aura in the body, and the location of his cave mansion was not as rich as the aura of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, which led to the promotion to the sixth layer of the foundation building in three months.

Sighing slightly, Qiao Yun then got up and cleaned up the retreat room, and began to practice Ling Fengbu and Wind Shadow Palm.

After coming out of the Scripture Pavilion, this was the first time Qiao Yun had cast Ling Feng Bu and Wind Shadow Palm, only to see the wind in the retreat room loud and the figure flickering, if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see Qiao Yun's ghostly figure clearly.

Qiao Yun only felt that his body was as light as a swallow, like a fish that was originally trapped in a pond and marsh entered the river, light and free, no longer bound by any foreign objects.

Feeling his peerless speed, Qiao Yun couldn't help laughing, and then sacrificed the Qingyun Sword and practiced the Xuanzhen Sword Technique.

Under the injection of majestic true qi in Qiao Yun's body, the Qingyun Sword brought up a series of fierce sword qi, and the sword momentum was even more ever-changing, complex and diverse.

Qiao Yun found that after the Xuanzhen swordsmanship was improved by his own cultivation, the power of the sword momentum was gradually revealed, and the sword moves, which were originally just flickering, could often become killing moves. And under the increase of his own speed, the changes in sword momentum are also more diverse, and the connection is more proficient.

After practicing the swordsmanship for half a month, Qiao Yun felt that his comprehension of the Xuanzhen swordsmanship had reached another level, so he accepted the Qingyun Sword and sat down cross-legged in the retreat room.

Taking out three ancient books from the storage bag, Qiao Yun first opened the "Joyful Style", flipped directly to the place of the Wind Technique, and then flipped down.

The three words "Tense Style" first entered Qiao Yun's line of sight, and when Qiao Yun saw that there was a new spell, his eyes lit up, and he quickly looked down.

In the ancient books, the Tengfeng technique was introduced in detail, and Qiao Yun gradually understood that this Tengfeng technique was different from the previous wind control technique, which was stimulated by its own true qi, and it was from the inside out, but the Tengfeng technique was a kind of change that relied on one's own true qi to attract the external aura, so as to achieve the rise of air flow in the distance.

Although the usefulness of the Wind Technique was not detailed in the ancient books, Qiao Yun felt that this spell was very useful, and if it was suddenly cast in a fight, it would definitely have unexpected effects.

At the bottom of the ancient book, the Jindan period is indicated before you can turn the next page, so Qiao Yun closed the "Xiaoyao Style", and opened "Xiaoyao Xue Zhi" and "Xiaoyao Haze Fog" respectively.

In the "Xiaoyao Ice Diagram" and "Xiaoyao Xue Xuan", there is still no record of spells, but let the seven Ice Lings and the Fog Cluster be condensed at the same time, and then the Jindan period is also indicated at the bottom of the ancient book before you can turn the next page.

Qiao Yun was already mentally prepared for this, and didn't pay too much attention to it, after closing the three ancient books and putting them in the storage bag, Qiao Yun got up and began to urge the wind whirlwind, ready to practice the wind technique.

Qiao Yun knew in his heart that if he couldn't completely control it by practicing the Wind Technique, let alone the Wind Technique that could be controlled from a distance.

As for the Wind Surge Technique, Qiao Yun has been trying to find time to cultivate since he came back from the Broken Mountain Range, because if he practiced the Wind Blast, Qiao Yun believed that he would not be so embarrassed when he escaped the pursuit of the silverback tiger head bee swarm, even if it was not as good as the pair of golden wings that Mu Yi stepped on, it was estimated that the effect would be almost the same.

As Qiao Yun began to practice the Wind Technique, a lot of movement could be heard in the retreat room every day, either Qiao Yun's feet were torn apart by the Wind Vortex and his flesh and blood were blurred, causing a scream, or Qiao Yun stepped on the two Wind Vorts and couldn't control his balance and crashed into the surrounding walls.

This kind of movement lasted for more than a month, and on this day, Qiao Yun's laughter was heard in the retreat room, and I saw that in the retreat room, Qiao Yun was suspended in mid-air, and each of his feet stepped on a rapidly rotating wind whirlwind. Under the control of Qiao Yun's divine thoughts, Qiao Yun could freely move back and forth in the retreat room, left and right, and the speed was far from comparable to that of the foundation building monks.

"It's done!" Qiao Yun laughed, and when his mind moved, the whirlwind under his feet gradually dissipated, and Qiao Yun's body fell steadily to the ground.

After cultivating the Wind Technique, Qiao Yun's control of the wind rose to another level, so Qiao Yun struck while the iron was hot and began to study the Wind Technique.

But after ten days of studying, Qiao Yun still didn't touch the fur of the Wind Technique, no matter how hard Qiao Yun tried, he couldn't make the wind produce in the distance without the conduction of his body.

After realizing that the Tengfeng Technique could not be practiced in a short period of time, Qiao Yun calculated that there were less than twenty days before the selection competition began, so he stopped practicing and walked out of the retreat room.

Going to the indoor medicine garden to take a look, Qiao Yun found that the spiritual grass in the medicine garden was growing very well, and Xiao Hei was busy in the medicine garden at the moment, and it opened its mouth from time to time to spew out a column of water, watering the spiritual grass in the medicine garden.

Xiao Hei felt Qiao Yun coming in, immediately stopped watering the medicine garden, and ran over excitedly, Qiao Yun leaned over and touched Xiao Hei's head, and found that Xiao Hei had grown a lot in a few months, and they had caught up with the length of Xueyi. And Xue Yi was still lying on the edge of the field and sleeping soundly at the moment, completely unaware of Qiao Yun's coming.

casually took out a few Peiqi Pills and fed them to Xiao Hei, Qiao Yun touched Xiao Hei's head again, and then turned around and left the indoor medicine garden. As for Xue Yi arranging the task he gave to Xiao Hei again, Qiao Yun didn't care about it, after all, Qiao Yun was more relieved to have Xiao Hei help him take care of the medicine garden.

Out of the cave, Qiao Yun sacrificed a white cloud-shaped magic weapon and went straight to Fang City, preparing to go to the Chen Refining Workshop to see how his flying magic weapon was refined.

Seeing that there were still many Qi cultivation period monks coming in and out of the Chen Clan's Refining Shop on the corner of the street, Qiao Yun suppressed his cultivation at the seventh layer of Qi Cultivation, and then entered the Chen Refining Workshop like other monks.

Chen Zishi naturally recognized Qiao Yun at a glance, and without waiting for Qiao Yun to speak, he invited Qiao Yun into the backyard.

As soon as he entered the backyard, Qiao Yun saw a spaceship magic weapon lying quietly in the courtyard, occupying half of the courtyard, and Gui Wuji was standing above the flying magic weapon at the moment, constantly carving something.