Tianhong stayed in this Yang Pavilion, and was ready to comprehend the "meaning" of the Yang Pavilion, and then try to merge with the "meaning" that he had comprehended in the Yin Pavilion before. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this way, three months passed, during which Tianhong also returned to the area where Ziyun was located to check her cultivation, and also found the area where Qianweiyu was located, but Tianhong did not meet him, but just saw that Qianweiyu was safe and returned to the Yang Pavilion where he was.

Like a scorching summer, on the yellow and barren stone mountain, a ragged and down-and-out figure is sitting motionless on a horizontal boulder. His face was lowered, his hands were crossed on his knees with special handprints, and at the same time, the rich heaven and earth vitality gathered around him, constantly pouring into his body.

"It's still a little bit, it's still a little bit of success...", a slightly hoarse voice sounded, and the downcast figure raised its face, revealing a young face. With this action, the original surging Heaven and Earth Vitality of the Four Directions also stopped merging and returned to the original area.

"It's still a little bit close, I can't give up..."Qian Weiyu stood up, he muttered to himself, with a deep sense of exhaustion in his words. He knew that he was really tired and tired, not physically exhausted, but soul-exhausted from the huge consumption of his divine sense.

"I can still hold on, just give me another month, no, just ten days! It's only 10 days!! I'll make it..."Qian Weiyu kept muttering to himself, shaking his body and walking towards the Yang Pavilion at the bottom of the mountain.

On the cool and gloomy peak, a pavilion, a petite figure sat quietly on the topmost attic.

Ziyun sat in the attic, wearing a floral light green moon-white dress, standing in this gloomy world, but it did not look abrupt, but it was very integrated, and the heaven and earth seemed to cater to her. Ziyun, who was wearing a long skirt, was like the most prominent point between heaven and earth, and countless heaven and earth vitality surrounded her.

Call... As if the wind was blowing, the rich pure vitality was like a substance, surrounding the purple clouds. Silently, Ziyun crossed that level, the level between the sergeant level and the general level, it seemed to her that it did not exist, and after accumulating enough, she would naturally break through.

"Hee-hee, I can fly too!" Ziyun chuckled and jumped out of the attic!

In the distance, under the gloomy sky, a figure galloped in...

"Calculate the time, it's time, I wonder if Ziyun has broken through?" Tianhong thought to himself as he hurried. Until, I saw a figure leaping out of the ten-zhang high Yin Pavilion.

"That's...!!" Tianhong looked at the figure, but his heart was shocked, the words in his mouth had just been interrupted, and he himself appeared three hundred zhang away in the next moment, as if the speed of traveling through space, it was extremely fast!

Shout! As fast as lightning, only the white light shone brightly, and Tianhong approached the Yin Pavilion. Then, Tianhong stopped wanting to rescue, looked up slightly embarrassed, and looked at the purple cloud suspended in front of the Yin Pavilion.

Strike! Strike! ... As if the sound of wings flapping, Ziyun came to Tianhong's face, and asked curiously, "Brother Tianhong, what are you doing here?" ”

Tianhong put away his embarrassed expression, and looked at the purple cloud in front of him with a little curiosity. "There are no obvious vitality fluctuations under my feet, and there is a pair of beautiful wings on my back that exude quite strong vitality fluctuations..."Tianhong whispered to himself, and then the expression on his face instantly became serious. Then, he gently pinched the back of Ziyun's neck and flew towards the top of the tower.

"Brother Tianhong, what's wrong with you?" When he came to the top of the tower, Ziyun was still looking at Tianhong strangely with big smart eyes.

Looking at Ziyun's innocent appearance, Tianhong's originally pretended serious expression couldn't be contained, and he could only say a little helplessly: "Ziyun, what happened to you just now?" ”

"Fly! I can fly too, Brother Tianhong!! Hearing Tianhong ask about what happened just now, Ziyun immediately became excited, and explained with his hands dancing.

"You, you, really..."Tianhong shook his head helplessly, and then began to admonish Ziyun in a serious manner.

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After a long time, looking at Ziyun's expression that seemed to understand, Tianhong said with a smile: "Okay Ziyun, now you can try, my brother will watch you, don't fall down!" ”

"Hee-hee..." Ziyun nodded seriously and flew up happily.

Tianhong watched Ziyun "flutter" and flew up, and Tianhong was full of emotion in his heart. The Three Flowers Gathering Spirit Technique is a profound skill that surpasses the heaven-level exercises, not to mention the difficulty of its own cultivation, even the martial arts and secret techniques inside are also extremely difficult to cultivate. And Ziyun's secret technique of growing wings on his back is the advanced secret technique in the Sanhua Gathering Spirit Technique, called "Psychic Wings". Tianhong himself has seen this secret technique, but it's a pity... It must be a person who cultivates the Three Flowers Gathering Spirit Technique to learn it.

Ziyun, who learned to fly at the beginning, was still not very skilled after all, stumbling and flying in the air more than ten feet high, looking like a baby learning to walk. Tianhong watched quietly, his eyes following Ziyun's figure, always with a comfortable smile on his face.

Suddenly, Tianhong's gaze became misty and uncertain. Sometimes he pays attention to the purple clouds, and sometimes he looks up at the sky.

"This day..."Suddenly, Tianhong's heart throbbed, as if an electric light flashed through his mind. Then, Tianhong volleyed into the air and suddenly walked towards the sky. Step by step, the vitality of heaven and earth gathered at Tianhong's feet, like a ladder for Tianhong to walk upward.

"Sure enough, on this day, there is a problem!" Tianhong looked at the continuous gray clouds that were getting closer and closer in front of him, and said in his heart. At first, it was not felt, but when the height of the ascension exceeded a certain limit, the feeling of being in the Yin Pavilion appeared, although it was far less intense than in the Yin Pavilion.

300 zhang, 500 zhang, 600 zhang... At a height of six hundred and ninety-five zhang, standing at such a height, you can almost look down on half of the Infinite Secret Realm, and at a glance, the mountains are low, and a sense of pride arises spontaneously.

Above the high clouds, the ethereal and illusory source of meaning floats quietly in the sky. It is formless, ethereal, like a cloud of water vapor, sometimes expanding, sometimes contracting.

"Is this the origin of meaning?" Thirty zhang away, Tianhong frowned slightly, staring at the chaotic artistic conception in front of him. The origin of the meaning or to be precise, it should actually be the artistic conception left by a certain supreme being. Standing thirty zhang away, it's not that Tianhong doesn't want to get close to or even touch the artistic conception in front of him, but with his current realm, he can only get here. If you move forward, it is very likely that you will be eaten by that artistic conception, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Chaos contains the artistic conception of yin and yang, it is really profound and extraordinary, and I don't know what kind of strong person left you?" After closing his eyes and concentrating for a while, Tianhong whispered to himself, his expression quite emotional.

Glancing down, Tianhong secretly said in his heart: "Half a year's time should be enough, I don't know if I can succeed by then..."

The mountain breeze is blowing, the clouds are misty, and the entrance to the Infinite Secret Realm...

In the sky above the Infinite Secret Realm, Kun Yun, the Supreme Elder of the Qiankun Sect, sat quietly in the void, and he did this for half a year. Although the Infinite Secret Realm has been restored, there are still traces of spatial collapse around it, which is an excellent opportunity for Kun Yun to comprehend the power of space.

It has been more than two hundred years since Kun Yun reached the peak of the emperor-level four-grade, and he has been in an extremely difficult bottleneck period.

Boom! Suddenly, a muffled sound alarmed Kun Yun, who was sitting above the secret realm.

"That's... For the rain! Kunyun opened his eyes, looked down suspiciously, and then exclaimed. Qian Weiyu is not only the son of Qianwei Bing, the current sect leader of the Qiankun Sect, but also the most outstanding disciple of the entire Qiankun Sect in the past hundred years, and it can be said that his status in the Qiankun Sect can be ranked with the five elders.

Seeing Qianwei rain falling outside the boundless secret territory, Kun Yun instantly moved. Getting up, a few steps, Kun Yun came to the entrance of the Wuji Secret Realm, beside Qianweiyu.

Kunyun frowned, squatted down, and began to check the condition of dry rain. Soon, a reassuring smile appeared on his old cheeks. With his right hand stroking his snow-white long beard, Kun Yun shook his sigh and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Alas, you kid, why do you have to be like this..."

Time passed, the heavens and the earth changed, and it had been a year since Tianhong and Ziyun entered the Infinite Secret Realm.

A year is an extremely short time for this world, but in such a short time, the whole continent is turbulent. In the Central Domain, the first disciple of the "Holy Cloud Sect" in the world, the Holy Spirit Moon, destroyed the evil path "Moon Worship Sect" with the power of one person, and killed 13 king-level cultivators, and spread his name throughout the continent.

In the Northern Regions, an ancient sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, the Tianshan Sect, one of the eight sects today, and its chief disciple, Bing Juexin, broke through to the second level of the royal realm with two ten-year years, and immediately attacked and killed her king-level fifth-grade cultivator.

In the Southern Regions, Nangong Wen, the descendant of the South China Sea Immortal Island, one of the eight sects in the world, and the first core disciple of the Lieyang Sword Sect, who is also one of the eight sects, is about to fight. It is said that the two fought in the Tianqing Mountain Range, and the scene was very fierce, shattering dozens of tall peaks, but unfortunately no one could see the final victory.

Wuji Secret Realm, in the secret realm, there is no spring, summer, autumn and winter, no flowers blooming, here time seems to stop, everything remains the same as it was, thousands of years ago.

The sky was still overcast, the earth was dry and desolate, and anyone in this place would feel gloomy and low.

"Brother Tianhong has been like this for a long time..."On the six-hundred-zhang high sky, the purple clouds stood in the sky, quietly looking ahead.

In half a year, Ziyun had already mastered the skills of volley flight, and even if she didn't use the "Psychic Wings", she could fly two or three times faster than the average general. As for the ability to fight in the air, it also does not fall and is more agile than when on the ground. And Tianhong, at this time, he is at the threshold of breakthrough, and he is only one step away from reaching that realm!

High in the sky, above the gloomy dark clouds, before the origin of meaning, Tianhong has been in this state for a long time. It started about a month and a half ago, and until now, it has been in this strange state that seems to be about to break through but has not been broken. This is not the unity of heaven and man, but it has an effect similar to the unity of heaven and man, as long as this state can be maintained for a long time, the final harvest will not be small.

"Huh? Brother Tianhong seems to be waking up?! Suddenly, Ziyun, who had been waiting by the side, was startled, and then she quickly retreated backwards, and did not stop until she had retreated more than a hundred zhang.

The wind suddenly appeared in the sky, and a huge amount of pure vitality began to gather towards this area, and the rudiments of the vitality storm began to appear.

Airplanes...!! Gently the space sounded, and the looming power of space emerged, hooking the surrounding space.

Gradually, the Yuan Qi Storm gradually took shape, and Ziyun had to retreat again, and once he retreated, it was more than three hundred zhang.

At the center of the storm, white light emerged, and it grew brighter and brighter. The space moved like water waves, and even affected the operation of the Yuan Qi Storm. Finally, the white light bloomed like a spark, suddenly becoming brighter, and the Yuan Qi Storm almost completely obscured Tianhong's figure.

Boom!! The Yuan Qi Storm exploded from within, and a silver-white light shot straight into the sky.

Click! There was a crisp sound, like an egg shattering, and some kind of boundary was broken. The white light disappeared, and Tianhong's figure reappeared in the sky.