The mountain of Beicheng said: Xinglan, three thousand meters high, the trees are evergreen all year round, it is a beautiful scenery in Tianwu. The four colleges of heaven, Dao, Fan and Wu take the square as the center, separate the side under the mountain, pass through the square, step on the ancient road, seem to enter the deep mountain and ancient forest, quiet and fresh, the ancient road in the mountains occasionally has students passing by, looking at the maple stream flying up the mountain, also slightly surprised.

In the college, you must wear a college uniform, a white robe, a light system, exquisite embroidery, its technique and workmanship are superior, on the left shoulder, the blue brocade line embroidered two elegant ancient characters like a wandering dragon and snake: Fanyuan.

It has been three months since the opening of the Fan Academy, and the opinions of each Academy on the Fan Academy have weakened day by day, except for Bai Xingjun, there are few masters in the Fan Academy, and everyone will not give much care to an opponent who cannot become a climate.

However, there are few people who go up the mountain in the Mortal Academy, and Feng Jianfei's face is a newcomer to the Mortal Academy, which makes them a little curious.

The four teaching institutes of Tianwu Academy are located at the foot of the mountain for daily teaching, the mountainside is the reserve place for various resources of the academy and provides various cultivation resources for students, the back mountain is the residence of various organizations of students, which is a public place, and the top of the mountain is the core area of the academy, which can only be entered with approval.

At the end of the forest, there are ancient buildings, quiet and chic, without a trace of noise. Ten steps and a pavilion, five steps and a chair, many students stay here and feel the world.

This is the content engraved on a stone tablet erected at the end of the ancient road. Tianwu Academy, the order is forbidden, in this inch of land, shrouded in the spiritual consciousness of the strong, no one dares to easily disturb others' cultivation, because they can't afford this price.

Instrument room, Dan Hall, Martial Palace...... Each resource has its own hall, Feng Jian Fei stopped in front of the door of the martial hall, looked at the content engraved on the two stone tablets outside the door, roughly understood the layout and rules of the martial hall, took out the spirit jade and swept it lightly on the amethyst in front of the door, the prohibition of the martial hall on him was instantly lifted, he sighed lightly, and entered the gate.

The martial hall is very large, with more than ten buildings corresponding to different attributes, and the water scroll is located in the third building, with a total of seven floors, each corresponding to a different level.

As the basis for martial artists to cultivate spiritual power, there is no hierarchy, because there are thousands of spiritual formulas, each with its own merits. The so-called martial arts refer to a complete set of martial arts, which are generally more complete than individual martial arts.

Martial arts are divided into: mortal, spiritual, and Taoist levels, corresponding to the three realms of agility, spirituality and broken spirit, of course, this is not absolute, the power of martial arts, largely depends on the comprehension of the will, the move is dead, and the talent is alive.

The first and second floors are mortal-level martial arts, which are not of much help to the experience of Yi, and are not in Fengjian Fei's consideration. Walking straight up to the third floor, rows of bookshelves made of spiritual jade are neatly placed with all kinds of ancient books, each grid, clearly written about the name and points of ancient books.

"Tianshui, 1200 points!" Feng Jian Fei couldn't help but be speechless, the two difficult tasks plus the previous points were only close to two thousand, it seems that these martial arts skills are really not so easy to learn.

Sometimes it's a pain to have too many choices, looking at the vast sea of books, Feng Jian Fei has a big head, finds the exclusive area of the ice system, looks at the majestic names, and the heat in his heart is dispelled by the points that follow.

Okay! Poor one! Feng Jian Fei silently moved his gaze to the range that he could bear, roughly selected, and reached out to touch a martial technique called Lianhua, and his spiritual sense was injected.

The clear lake water reflects the scenery on the shore, the beautiful reflection is vivid in the water, a man in white stands quietly on the phantom, his closed eyes suddenly open, the flow of spiritual power is agitated, the calm lake water suddenly bursts, forming a column of water to rise to the sky.

Four green shadows swept through the air, and the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, coming from all directions.

"Ice Rain!"

The man in white spit out two words softly, the cold air around his body surged, and the power of ice poured into the falling water droplets, turning into ice crystals in the sky, piercing and falling.

The four of them stopped, the long sword in their hands was pulled back, and the intertwined sword light stopped all the sharp ice blades and shattered them into countless tiny ice particles.

The man in white waved his hand again, and the ice particles in the sky penetrated the defenses of the four people, covering their bodies, and the cold entered their bodies, and the four of them retreated, only to see their bodies stunned, dozens of ice needles penetrated their bodies, and the crystal ice tips condensed a little bit of blood.

"Chill!"

As the four of them entered the water, the man in white quickly turned around, and the lake water under his feet wrapped around his body, and went in all directions with an empty groan.

"Water Dance!"

The churning lake water carried a bone-chilling cold, like a wisp of crystal blue ribbon dancing in the air, the cold water bathed in the air, the hidden black figure was swept out, the man in black slapped out with a palm, the violent force blasted the water away, and the long sword in his hand passed against the body of the man in white.

On the surface of the lake, black and white shadows intertwined with each other, the man in white condensed the ice into a sword, the ice sword in his hand danced rapidly, the ice crystals sprinkled into the air, the cold wind rose spontaneously, and the two pulled out a long wave mark on the surface of the lake.

The long sword slashed continuously, and the man in black took off with his strength, and the blade in his hand glowed with terrifying cold light, and he ruthlessly slashed down from the air.

The sword light spread, the lake surface cracked, the ice sword in the hand of the man in white shattered, the body flew back quickly, his hands were pulled, the water flow on both sides converged, his feet touched the surface of the lake, floating up, the left and right hands, the water flow was staggered, the hands were closed, and a water dragon roared towards the sword light.

"Twilight River!"

The water dragon devoured the sword light and went straight to the man in black, and the water in the lake surged up, strengthening the body of the water dragon. As soon as the dragon's head was raised, the lake was volleyed, and a layer of water curtain was raised in the sky, and the sound of breaking the sky, like the chant of the dragon's head, slammed into the long sword of the man in black with an astonishing momentum.

The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth moved slightly, the long sword danced, and the startled sword light centered on him, spreading towards the surroundings, and the power of the water dragon was shattered in the fierce sword light, turning into water droplets in the sky.

In a flash of cold light, the figure of the man in black suddenly came, and the long sword pierced the chest of the man in white mercilessly.

A slight cold smile appeared on the face of the man in white, his spiritual power completely exploded, and the rich cold qi spread around, and the long sword piercing into his chest was covered with cold ice, spreading towards the body of the man in black.

"Bi Lianhua!"

The cold air spread to the entire lake, and the turbulent lake instantly froze and froze, and the raindrops falling from the sky also turned into ice droplets, accelerating to fall on the ice surface, making a crisp sound.

The body of the man in black was gradually frozen, the spiritual power around his body was strangely frozen, and his body fell uncontrollably on the ice.

The cold air is overflowing, the lake surface is crystal clear, the blooming ice lotus appears crystal clear in the sun, the lake ice lotus is only one soaked with dazzling red, take a closer look, it is a blood-colored blooming ice lotus, in the center of the lotus, a person is surprised, and the vitality is lost.

The spiritual sense was interrupted, and the picture that came into Feng Jianfei's mind suddenly disappeared, his face was full of surprise, and he muttered to himself: "The ice and rain are cold and the water is dancing, and the river is flowing in the twilight!"

His hand let go of the martial arts, his mood was difficult to calm down for a long time, the man in white's comprehension of the chill of ice has indeed reached a very high level, the strength of the man in black is far superior to him, but he still died in the "Bi Lianhua", although it is only a rough picture, but it is an indisputable fact that the man in white relied on this martial art to kill the man in black, and these five martial arts complement each other, which is very suitable for him, and it is quite cool.

Feng Jianfei looked at the points marked on the back of Lianhua: 1888, he held the spirit jade he took out with some hesitation, this one can not be changed!

Put on the spirit jade, the points will be automatically deducted, and the box of the lotus blossom slowly burns the martial arts in the spirit jade, and in his free time, Feng Jian Fei looks at other martial arts for the next choice.

Put away the spiritual jade, step out of the martial hall, stretched lightly, looked at the sun in the sky, and unconsciously passed the morning, weighing the points on his body, and decided not to walk around in this area, so as not to encounter good things but can't afford them, adding to his own troubles.

Stepping out of the realm of ancient monuments, the whole person felt a little lighter, and the momentum of this forbidden martial arts was really terrifying. Feng Jianfei stopped, thinking of the tragic Hanxiao, and felt that he still had to go and see him, so as not to say that he was not righteous enough, well!

In the dense forest in the mountains, Qi Yunye held a long knife dripping blood, shuttling between the grass and trees, constantly speeding up to open up the distance with the people who were chasing him, and his body jumped and gradually disappeared into the forest.

"Phew!" Qi Yunshan stopped, looked at the empty dense forest, his heart burned with anger, and said angrily: "This has made him run away, this waste life is really hard!"

Finally found out that Qi Yunye went out on a mission alone, Qi Yunshan took four companions to set up an ambush on the way to his mission, ready to kill with one blow, but he didn't want this waste to make a big progress, not only broke the ambush, but also killed one of his companions, dragged his seriously injured body, and actually fled, which further confirmed his guess: Qi Yunye definitely has a treasure.

"Brother Shan, what should I do next?" a teenager asked unwillingly, a freshman couldn't bear to make everyone look like this.

Qi Yunshan looked around at this ancient forest, and said coldly: "Yueyang Mountain is on a cliff, there is only this way down the mountain, he is seriously injured, he can't escape far, we only have to chase along this road, we will definitely find him, this waste, I will kill him to avenge Xiaolong." ”

"Yes, you must avenge Xiaolong!" said one of them with a murderous voice. Only one person was silent, calmly checking the traces left by Qi Yunye.

"Waste, I'll see how you escape!" Qi Yunshan looked at the place where Qi Yunye disappeared viciously, his heart was full of murderous intent, you should have died a long time ago, I can't kill you in the family, I can't kill you in the academy, but now I will kill you, and I want to turn over, I won't give you a chance.

The spiritual power collapsed, his footsteps stepped into the air, Qi Yunye fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood gushed out, blood continued to come out of the wounds on his body, and the severe pain made his face slightly hideous.

"It should be gotten rid of!" he muttered to himself in a cold voice, the long knife was put back in its sheath, placed it aside, sealed the blood veins with the condensed fingers of his right hand, roughly treated the wound, and took a healing pill, and the spiritual power in his body worked, dissolving the medicinal power.

Qi Yunshan, why are you forcing me! You want me to kill you!

A cruel smile appeared on his face, he had always had a lot of hatred for Qi Yunshan, but based on blood relations, he had never been able to firm his intention to kill him, but this time, he was firm in his murderous intent: Qi Yunshan, you must die!

He got up with difficulty, and walked towards the mountains with a long knife, his lonely back full of resolute killing intent.

Where I am an enemy, I will slash him!