The other party is an immortal, this Li Jian understands, Gu is he does not have the slightest fear and fear, it is very strange, in his eyesight, this middle-aged man seems to be powerful, but in fact, it is extremely small.

When the other party beckoned him to the boat before, he felt that the other party was extraordinary, even surpassing the blood-clothed woman Blood Lotus, but it was just a feeling at that time, and now he really faced him again, confirming the guess in his heart.

Li Jian himself couldn't say why, it seemed that on a thunderous and rainy night a few days ago, after the voice that kept echoing in his mind appeared, some strange changes had occurred in his body.

This change is a thought, an indescribable feeling, especially in the examination room just now, he doesn't know why he can carve blindly, and he doesn't know why he doesn't need to pay attention to the results engraved on the stone slab at all!

It stands to reason that it is no longer important for me to aspire to be a master craftsman, or even to become a grandmaster in the future, and to become a craftsman god, the important thing is to ring the sound of the sky, as if this can save many people, and make myself a generation of people who can be sung by the world, which is more important than any of my previous goals.

Looking at the middle-aged man who came calmly, Li Jian looked as usual and slowly spoke.

"Say it. ”

The middle-aged man sighed lightly, stood a few feet away from Li Jian, and looked at Li Jian carefully, in his opinion, the other party was very ordinary, a real mortal, and by no means a monk.

But the other party's calm look and calm appearance made the middle-aged man see something extraordinary. All the mortals he had met before, even all the people here, were almost collapsing the moment they saw him, and the fear and horror that had to be appeased by his spell before he could speak.

Li Jian was the first person he had met, so calm.

Except for the door Wuzhu and the blood lotus inside the sect, it gave him a much better feeling, even his senior brothers, and all the people who were gathered by the wind wings who were suspected of having hope of solving their problems.

In the most important place of the sect, in an attic, a huge wind chime, which has not made a sound for countless thousands of years, and the sect where the wind wing is located is called the wind chime sect, and even the whole world is the territory of the wind chime sect, but the wind chime of the wind chime has never rang again over the years, which has caused the wind chime sect to weaken over the years, and even the wind wing has felt that this world has declined to the extreme.

In Feng Yi's opinion, even this can't be described with the word calm, this middle-aged man looks at it, the other party doesn't seem to care about his appearance at all, he doesn't regard himself as an immortal at all, but feels like a mortal, you must know that with his cultivation, even if the emperor of the mortal world sees it, he must be afraid of trembling, respectful and respectful as worshipping his ancestors, the invisible coercion that comes from him is by no means something that mortals can resist, even if it is a monk, he must be directly suppressed to horror.

For example, Li Jian had this kind of thing at this moment, this middle-aged man had only encountered it twice in his life, but on those two occasions, the mortals he saw were all great Confucians who had appeared in the past few hundred years.

This kind of great Confucianism, enlightening the world and feeling the creation, its pedantry is shocking, with a heroic righteousness, not afraid of ghosts and gods, although only a qi refining monk can kill this great Confucian, but the higher the cultivation, the more you can feel the kind of monk-like aura on their bodies.

If such a person is a cultivator, he will be natural.

Li Jian, the third time he had this feeling, was silent for a moment, and the middle-aged man clenched his fists and bowed to Li Jian.

"Old man, Wind Chime Sect Master, Wind Wing. ”

"Wind wings, wings of the wind, wings soaring in the wind, good name. Li Jian smiled slightly, and returned the salute with a fist to the middle-aged man.

On his body, although he is a stonemason, he actually has a kind of aura of the great Confucian in the world at this moment, and it is getting more and more intense, faintly, the black wind and yin souls whistling around him, all of them avoided it, and they didn't dare to get close to it, and even the terrible roar slowly weakened until it all dissipated.

This scene surprised the middle-aged man even more, he took a deep breath, his eyes showed a look of expectation, he faintly felt that the answer he wanted was very likely to come out of this person, and the person he was looking forward to ringing the sound of wind chimes was very likely to be this person!

"The old man wants to ask, when my Wind Chime Sect can prosper, but you are the one who delays the collapse of my Wind Chime Sect?" The thought showed sincerity, and he bowed to Li Jian again.

The inheritance of his sect is very important, to ask a mortal, this is an extremely strange thing, even Feng Yi himself, but he believes in his intuition very much, he also believes that Li Jian is in the examination room, but the wind and thunder stirred by the drawing board, fortunately, Li Jian's extraordinary, let him faintly see hope, he looked at Li Jian, waiting for the other party's answer.

Hearing this question, Li Jian was stunned and fell silent.

"I can't answer. After a long time, Li Jian shook his head, he didn't know what the Wind Chime Sect was at all, and he could only roughly guess that this was the appearance of an immortal sect, and he didn't know what he had to do with delaying the collapse of the Wind Chime Sect In his own opinion, he was a monk immortal sect.

He is a first-order mortal, a first-order stonemason, his dream is just to become a craftsman, and even whether he can become a craftsman god, he is very at a loss, and now he has doubts about his own determined path, and he can't take care of himself, how can he think about the fate of the distant Wind Chime Sect?

The middle-aged man didn't speak, his face showed bitterness after half a ring, he shook his head and sighed, he looked at the sky, and felt that his behavior was really not a metaphor, and he actually asked mortals about the prosperity of the sect.

"The old man is disturbed, you are the person who stirs up the storm with your thoughts in this world, your thinking about Tianyin can continue, the old man will not erase your memory, and when you have some understanding, you can contact me, this is my contact information, you only need to silently recite the name of the wind wing in your heart, I can know, alas. ”

The middle-aged man shook his sleeves with a wry smile, turned around and walked away with decline and confusion.

Li Jian looked at his bleak back, he could faintly feel that on the other party's body, there seemed to be an invisible mountain pressing down, and under that big mountain, this man was even more desolate.

"You take me to see the Soul Refining Sect. Li Jian remembered the dream he had had been dreaming for days, remembered the voice that echoed in his head a few days ago, and spoke calmly.

The middle-aged man who was about to walk away paused, turned his head and looked at Li Jian, nodded solemnly after a long time, raised his right hand and pointed at Li Jian, and suddenly the black wind roared from all directions, directly condensed outside Li Jian's body, rolled Li Jian's body, stepped into the sky, and disappeared without a trace with the man.

In Liangcheng, no one found the spells outside the examination room, and even the black wind that appeared just now was absolutely visible to ordinary people.

Where the Wind Bell Sect of the Zhao Kingdom was located, in the distant sky, Li Jian's face was pale, but his expression was extremely calm, and his body was full of black wind, supporting his body so that he could stand firm in that sky.

Next to him, it was the Wind Wing.

"This is the mountain gate of my Wind Chime Sect. Wind Wing's right hand pointed towards the Wind Chime Sect below, and suddenly the roar echoed, but he saw that the countless black mist that filled the Wind Chime Sect dispersed together, causing the entire interior of the Wind Chime Sect to fall into Li Jian's eyes.

Li Jian looked at the Wind Chime Sect below, a novel feeling arose from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time, everything here, as if he had seen it in a dream, seemed to be a little familiar, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't have the slightest thought.

"I want to go for a walk......" After half a sound, Li Jian spoke softly.

"Good. Feng Yi didn't hesitate, took Li Jian's body and shook it, blocked the wind instead, and landed in the Wind Chime Sect. There are many monks in the various peaks of the Wind Chime Sect, and the opening of the mountain gate makes these monks immediately sense, and when they walked out, they saw Li Jian and Fengyi at a glance.

"See the Sect Master. The sound of waiting echoed, and these monks of the Wind Chime Sect all had strange expressions, they saw that Li Jian was just a mortal, but they didn't know why the sect master would bring mortals here.

Li Jianzhong was confused, walking in the Soul Refining Sect, everything around him, he had a familiar feeling, and even the dangers in some places seemed to him to know in advance, and this feeling became more and more profound as he continued to walk.

Under a mountain peak, Li Jian's body paused, there were many caves on the peak, and they could also be faintly seen at the bottom of the mountain, and the familiar feeling here was stronger, as if he had lived there once, or he didn't know what era.

Feng Yi always followed behind Li Jian, walking with him in the Wind Chime Sect, his eyes revealing a strange light, constantly looking at Li Jian. Most of the day passed slowly, and the last thing Li Jian came to was the main peak of the Wind Chime Sect!

Looking at the main peak, the black fog on it is like a ring, and the nine roads form a spiral circle and go straight to the sky, which is quite spectacular.

At this moment, the sky was getting dark, Li Jian looked at the main peak, although the familiar feeling was always there, but it seemed that something was missing, after a long time, he shook his head with a long sigh, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a roar came from the main peak, but I saw a black figure appear in the mist at the top of the peak, and walked towards Li Jian and Fengyi in one step.

"Senior brother, who is this person?" The voice with vicissitudes of life came, and the black shadow approached, he was also a middle-aged man, and his eyes swept over Wang Lin.

"Old Gate, this person is a very interesting stonemason invited for my brother, you are currently in the process of unlocking the key ten of how to ring the wind chimes, this is related to the rise and fall of our wind chimes sect, and even the lives of you and me, don't be distracted, go to retreat quickly. Feng Yi's eyes showed relief, and he spoke slowly.

The door was bolted and smiled slightly, Li Jian was just a mortal in his opinion, although he glanced at it, he didn't remember it at all, turned around and took a step forward, and disappeared between heaven and earth.