Xiao Xiaohan's master, Yan Yongfei, immediately felt a lot of emotion in his heart when he heard that the Jade Belt Party had appeared in Xianning and pointed his sword at his disciple Xiao Xiaohan.

When he descended from the South Mountain of the Master's Gate, Shizun Yixu Shitai once warned that now that the world is chaotic, each religion stands on its own mountain, and does not hesitate to kill for the sake of profit. In order to hold on to the remnants of the country, he did not hesitate to sacrifice the people on the condition of defending the defects, and he also challenged our sect and made it succumb to him, becoming his eagle dog for the royal suppression of the people. But I teach the doctrine of respect, and we must not risk the condemnation of the world, so we are self-reliant and self-reliant. This annoyed the autocratic dynasty and began to brutally suppress the various sects and factions in the Dao Realm. I hope that the disciples of all sects will strengthen the training of all the disciples of the sect, and the only way to revitalize the Dao realm is to rely on them.

Master Yan thought again, now that the former Chaoyu led the party to resurrect and began to crush the world again, this situation had to be guarded against.

Thinking that Xiao Xiaohan's disciples have reached great success in the method of micro-step light exercises, they must start the cultivation of the snow stepping without trace exercises, so as to resist the enemy in the world.

And the difficulty of stepping on the snow without a trace is not intimidating. I believe that Xiao Han's disciples are not afraid of difficulties, cultivate hard, and master this skill as soon as possible, which is really a blessing for my way.

To teach the skill of treading snow without a trace, you must complete the cultivation of the basic exercises, that is, the initial level, before Xiao Han enters the next semester.

In the early hours of this morning, Xiao Xiaohan was sleeping soundly, and he heard someone call softly: "Xiaohan, get up and practice." ”

It's Master.

At this time, there was no glimmer of light outside, and I could faintly hear the sound of three announcements in my dream. Helpless, hurry up and get dressed.

The stars are hidden overhead, and the cool air of early autumn hits people on the ground. The world around you is dark.

A table was placed on the wide field, and in the shadows a beautifully carved stone incense burner was seen, a pillar of incense had been burned, and the scent of orchid was carried by the wind and penetrated into the nostrils.

"Disciple Xiao Han, from today onwards, you will practice the skill of stepping on snow without a trace. However, this exercise is difficult to reach the sky, are you willing to endure hardship?" asked the Master.

Xiao Xiaohan then remembered that a few months ago, he had made a request to his master Yan Yongfei that he should practice the Snow Treading Without a Trace Skill after his micro-step light gong was completed. He nodded.

"There is a pillar of incense there, please kneel down and make a wish to the ancestor!"

Xiao Xiaohan knelt down facing the table, and heard Master Yan clench his fists and slam them to the ground, and there were words in his mouth.

"My Dao is supreme, and my disciple Xiao Xiaohan hereby declares his wish, and wants to pass on the true inheritance of your achievements to my disciples, and I hope to answer ......"

In this faint courtyard, the pious voices of Master Yan Yongfei and Xiao Xiaohan sounded:

Ling Bo stepped on the snow and stood in the dust,

Penance for mastery.

Dao heart compassion refining the body,

Turning things around in one go......

Repeating one sentence at a time, the pious wish, loud and angry.

After making a wish, Xiao Xiaohan got up and bowed to the master again.

"The disciple listened, and wanted to learn to tread the snow without a trace, which is a move of virtue. You must know that there are thousands of routines in the world, and my Dao realm has the exclusive family of stepping on snow. In the early stage of the cultivation of this skill, it is necessary to choose the time of the third watch in the middle of the night, when the human realm is dark, and the image of the heavenly Xuan realm is clear, and the gods are mighty, which is most helpful for us to cultivate and practice qi. Therefore, I hope you will work hard and get up on time every day. At the beginning of the practice, although there is the invasion of cold and severe cold, the bones of the cold, the soul of the wind, the heaven-given, and the snow without a trace. Disciple Xiao Han, start now!"

When the practice began, what did the master want him to do first?

Shovel dirt and spread sand!

This procedure requires shoveling snow, when there is no snow and sand is always there. It is required to flatten the potholes in the yard, and then cover them with white sand, so that they can be leveled with the windless pool water and glass mirror.

In the night, in the autumn wind, a flat ground soon appeared.

Looking at the Tengteng Bai Qi exhaling from the mouth of the Xiaohan disciple, the master nodded slightly.

Then I heard Master's command:

Walk briskly on the snow and do not stay until the incense is extinguished.

At this time, the so-called snow is actually sand.

A pillar of spearmint will burn for an hour, and in this hour, the cultivator will walk as fast as flying on the snow, from south to north and from north to south, stepping on the broken silver and vacating the air, not daring to stop a step, until his legs are weak and his tendons are weak.

The sky is bright, and the spearmint burns out.

Master sent him a steaming towel to wipe his sweat. Next, the snow was shoveled, and the sand in the courtyard was smoothed as before. Xiao Xiaohan didn't expect that this time it would be time for the master to demonstrate his skills.

Master Yan stretched his arms and took a deep breath. Qi enters the dantian, and it is still like a standing tree. Suddenly starting, speeding forward and returning in the snow. And so on dozens of back and forth.

The master stopped, Xiao Xiaohan looked at the sand, and was shocked:

On the sand that is as flat as a mirror, there is not a single footprint to be seen!

Lingbo micro-work, stepping on the snow without a trace!

This is an example, what are you waiting for?

The sand was as flat as a rock, and it was covered with his dense and shallow footprints.

All this reminded him of his own cultivation in the recent period.

The wind thunder in the palm, the spiritual qi sword, and the flying away from the ground have also happened, but they were all generated by the qi calling the Xuanling space and showing the help of the spirit element at the time of the unavoidable crisis. However, it is not an act of practice that occurs immediately and freely.

That is to say, his deeds have not yet reached the step of the kingdom of freedom.

Walking in the snow without leaving a trace is the new goal. Treading snow without a trace, not only can you fly off the ground, but also fly the eaves and walk on the wall, jump into the clouds, chase the wind and electricity!

The practice did not stop until near noon.

Then the white sand was leveled, and the next round of snow treading without a trace of practice was about to begin.

Another midnight, Xiao Xiaohan followed his master to the courtyard. It was a rare sunny autumn night, the wind stopped raining, and the stars in the sky were dry. The air conditioner is still heavy, dry and cold.

The table was still an incense burner, burning with orchid incense.

This time, the Master first asked him to meditate on the futon, and he also sat on one side, and then recited a set of mantras.

As soon as Xiao Xiaohan sank into the dantian, he felt a transcendent aura rippling in his body, and the three souls and seven spirits seemed to have entered a wonderful and strange realm.

The breeze is gusting, and the face is not cold. The eyes are full of new green, the grass is like grass, the flowers are fragrant, the sun reflects the red stream, the willow branches are swaggering, and the butterflies are crying.

Full of autumn colors, why is spring full of joy?

There were white clouds floating in the sky, and it was not him, not the master, but many angels who spread their wings in the sky.

What is the rhythm of this?

I feel like the futon under me is also spinning, rising, wandering, flying!

The warm sun became hot and sweaty.

The trick stops. The altar rang with a bang, and the illusion vanished.

The eyes are full of autumn, and the cold current is rolling around you.

Fang Cai was in a fantasy realm, which made him feel amazed.

Master called him to his feet.

The next step was to shovel the snow, and the white sand in a yard was bulldozed again.

Continue the practice of Ling Bo Weigong stepping on the snow without a trace. From one end to the other, you must not stop.

I feel it clearly, moving in the snow, my steps are light, and I seem to have a sense of drifting. Although the footprints in the sand are still the same, the skill has increased greatly compared to the previous time. At that time, he was still unable to know what kind of magical power the set of supernatural magic techniques released by the master at that time had embedded his spiritual platform.