So, Chu Yunfeng picked up a son and landed on the chessboard at will.

"Xiaoyou really has high aspirations!"

Before the snake-headed puppet could pick up his son, he was full of praise for Chu Yunfeng.

Inadvertently, Chu Yunfeng put the first son in the middle of the chessboard, and a discerning person knew that he didn't understand bullshit at a glance.

"Before the beginning of monasticism, there is a desire to win. ”

The smuggler puppet continued.

Chu Yunfeng has a black line on his face, where is this!

"Senior, please!"

Chu Yunfeng remained silent, pretending to be calm, and posed as a chess master.

The snake-headed puppet picks up the child and falls in one place.

"Wonderful!

Chu Yunfeng learned the tone of the snake-headed puppet and slapped a loud sycophant.

"The seniors are so down, the juniors racked their brains, and they didn't come up with the profound intentions of the seniors!

The corners of the snake-headed puppet's mouth twitched.

Do you know why I'm here?

"Xiaoyou has praised it falsely! I haven't done it for many years, and I'm a little sluggish! The master has disappeared for tens of thousands of years, and I don't know the geometry outside the cave? Why haven't anyone come in for many years?"

Tens of thousands of years?

Chu Yunfeng was speechless, he had lived for more than ten years, and his daring was not even a fraction of others.

"The predecessors didn't know that more than 20,000 years ago, the cultivation realm changed greatly, qi cultivation began to prevail, and body refiners became rarer. As a result, very few people have access to the cave. Even if some people strayed into the wind tunnel, with the strength of their physical bodies, I am afraid that it will be difficult to meet their predecessors!"

"I see!"

The snake-headed puppet was stunned.

"Then how do you advance to the Immortal Realm?"

"Is the Immortal Realm also the realm of cultivation?"

"You don't know the Immortal Realm!"

This time it was the turn of the smuggler puppet to be surprised.

"The Immortal Realm is the realm after the Spirit Infant Realm!"

"What?, there is a realm after the Spirit Infant Realm?!"

It took a while for Chu Yunfeng to digest the news. He then briefed the snakehead puppet on the outside world. Although the Yunxiao Immortal Sect has long been lonely, there are still many things that they understand.

From the mouth of the snakehead puppet, he also learned one of the reasons why no one in the Forgotten Lands broke through the immortal realm.

An hour later, the smuggler puppet dropped the last son and grinned, "Little friend, you lost!"

Chu Yunfeng shrugged his shoulders and said that it didn't matter, anyway, it was all messy just now.

"I forgot to tell Xiaoyou, there is a surprise if you lose!"

The snake-headed puppet suddenly changed his words, and then slapped the chessboard with his right palm.

Suddenly, Chu Yunfeng stepped on the soles of his feet and fell defenselessly from the pavilion into the ground.

The spar lamp, which has not been lit for many years hundreds of meters deep in the center of the earth, is finally lit up at this moment. A dusty "production line" has once again appeared.

"Chirp!"

After a few breaths, Chu Yunfeng fell from above and smashed heavily on a huge disc, almost turning into a "big" shaped meatloaf.

If it weren't for his physical body of a hundred stones, he would have died by now.

Until now, his head was clouded. These puppets are all kinds of things, no matter how they say that they will change their faces, they will change their faces, and people are not prepared at all.

He struggled to stand up, when suddenly a shovel larger than the others struck him from above.

"Smack!"

Chu Yunfeng was slapped squarely and completely turned into a meatloaf.

In the moment of life and death, if you don't take the high-grade elixir immediately, you will die.

At this moment, a humanoid puppet carried a basin of spiritual liquid and splashed it on the disc.

The shovel shoveled under Chu Yunfeng's body and flipped him over. Suddenly, his whole body was nourished by spiritual fluid, which hung him out.

In the next few days, Chu Yunfeng was turned over and over by a shovel like a stir-fry. Whenever he was about to die, an aura would be poured on the disc to ensure that he would not die.

A few days later, Chu Yunfeng was sent to a small circular space, and before he could see his surroundings clearly, a giant hammer fell from the sky, shattering the bones of his whole body. Until he got hot and threw him into cold water. Cool down for a while, then send to a small space and continue hammer forging.

The whole process is like striking iron, and the cycle repeats.

Two months later, Chu Yunfeng was stunned and was forged from a hundred stone body to a two hundred stone body

It's unexpected!

In the beginning, he endured pain all the time, and lived like a year. And now, he only has infinite respect and admiration for the ancient monks.

With such a cultivation method, they can't be mixed with a little water, and it's hard to imagine how powerful their strength is. At the same time, Chu Yunfeng also understood why the focus of cultivation shifted from refining the body to refining qi, and the process of refining the body was too painful!

On the ground, inside the gazebo.

"Will he be able to pass the test left by his master?"

The little snake puppet asked.

"It's hard to say!"

The snakehead puppet shook his head and said.

"Hopefully! Almost all of the monks who had followed him into the wind tunnel had died under the wind. A few days ago, a few fellows from the Mortal Realm actually ran into the wind tunnel, and they are still bouncing. It seems that the outside world is indeed as he said, very different from the past! If he fails the test, we don't know how many years it will have to wait!"

Under the Snake Eye Wind Cave, in a small palace, Chu Yunfeng was standing in front of a mural.

The mural depicts the desert and the wind.

The moment Chu Yunfeng put his mind into the mural, the environment around him suddenly changed greatly, he was already in a desert, and the wind in the sky was hitting him.

"Dig a slot!"

Chu Yunfeng blurted out his mantra, turned around and fled.

Compared to a few months ago, his speed is like lightning, but it still doesn't help. In an instant, it was engulfed by the wind.

With the strong winds, the sand dunes were smoothed, and the sand walls were erected, and the old ruins were buried. The wind blows for thousands of miles, sometimes roaring, sometimes spiraling, until it turns into a light wind and disappears into the desert.

Chu Yunfeng suddenly woke up and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he found himself standing in front of the mural unharmed.

"It turned out to be a false alarm!"

He patted his chest and walked to the next mural.

Walking around, looking around, there are 7749 such murals in the entire palace.

What a big deal!

After a cup of tea, Chu Yunfeng took a deep breath and set his eyes on the second mural.

Whew, whew!

The wind was howling in my ears, and when I looked around, I was already floating on the sea.

Looking at the loud noise, Chu Yunfeng was shocked.

Tropical cyclone!

Call!

The cyclone struck, swept Chu Yunfeng away, and took him to swim in the sea and invade the land, and the places he passed were disasters.

Every time a wave rises and crashes on the shore, it takes thousands of lives with it. It's not just the water that's stained with blood, it's the whole world.

Swish!

Chu Yunfeng woke up in the palace again, still standing in front of the second mural.

After a short pause, we move on to the third mural.

...

Three months later, Chu Yunfeng stood in front of the last mural.

Strangely, this mural is actually pitch black, and there is no shadow of the wind at all.

If there is nothing, how can it be a mural? Could it be that the owner here did it on purpose?

After a long hesitation, he immersed himself in the mural.

In an instant, Chu Yunfeng's mind was brought to an inexplicable place. The wind is constantly blowing around, and large and small stars can be seen faintly in the distance.

Some tiny stars, as long as they are caught in the wind, will be completely torn to pieces.

Cosmic Gangfeng!

When Chu Yunfeng was extremely shocked, a mysterious force pulled him up along the light, and the speed was so fast that it even exceeded the spread of light.

Oh my God, what kind of power is this to achieve such speed!

I don't know how long he walked forward, but a huge suction force suddenly came from the front, almost tearing out his soul, and the wind and light in front of him disappeared.

Fortunately, Chu Yunfeng's mind was only teleported here, and he quickly returned to normal.

At this time, he finally had a chance to observe. At a glance, I found that there was a huge black hole in front of me, and the disappeared wind and light were absorbed by it.

"No wonder it's pitch black on the mural! That's exactly what kind of existence exists in that black hole, it's simply appalling!"

In the shock, Chu Yunfeng slowly fell into contemplation, and unconsciously entered a mysterious state.

Breeze, light breeze, gale, squallane, hurricane, cosmic wind......

The wind can be big or small, strong or weak. Small as a breeze, soft to the touch, as strong as the cosmic wind, the stars are destroyed. However, no matter what kind of wind it is, as long as it encounters a black hole, it will be their end.

"Buzz!"

A trace of flash slowly appeared on Chu Yunfeng's body, and after a certain amount of time, the light was flourishing. After reaching the extreme, it suddenly disappeared completely, replaced by a jet-black bead.

At the same time, his aura also began to grow stronger, gradually exceeding the limit of the Yuan Qi Realm.

"Boom!"

Chu Yunfeng seemed to have a small universe hidden in his body, and it exploded violently. After an hour, the breath settles and stabilizes.

The early stage of the Gangqi Realm!

After wandering in the Yuan Qi Realm for many years, I finally broke through!

Time went back an hour and a half, and when the black bead on the top of Chu Yunfeng's head was born, a sudden heavenly thunder fell from the sky, slashing the heavenly pool at the peak of Yao Mountain.

"Boom!"

The electric light penetrated the surface of the water and carried it to a stone statue of a woman in the middle of the pool.

"Click!"

Noticeable cracks were created on the surface of the stone statue.

At the same time, in the Baicao Hall thousands of miles away, the monk who had been guarding for many years spat out a mouthful of blood without warning.

"Oh no! The formation has changed!"

Not only that, in a mysterious place in the Forgotten Land, there is a splendid temple with three gilded characters written on the door plaque.

On this day, the monks in the temple chanted the Buddha as in the past, and suddenly a long bell broke the silence here.

Deep in the temple, an old monk opened his eyes.

After a few breaths, six monks with powerful breaths appeared, sitting cross-legged on the puff mats on both sides of the hall.

"Thunder is falling from the sky, I am afraid that there will be a big change! There is also news from the precepts, saying that the formation is different. What's going on over there with Xu Jing?"

The old monk was the first to speak.

"He has been asleep for ten thousand years, and his three souls have not woken up. If you want to recover, it will take a hundred years!"

A monk seated cross-legged below replied.

"This person is of a different mind from us, and he is not a good person, so there is no other way?"

After a short silence, the old monk still insisted on his previous decision and said, "Try to make it wake up faster, don't miss a trace!"