Why did Gu Zheng come to the Northeast Wasteland in the first place? In addition to the jade crown and green eagle that could supplement the Qingfeng Sword Intent, it was also because of the area where this Xuanli Storm gathered, it was most suitable for him to practice the Wind Cultivation Sword Technique.

If you can overlook the Xuanfeng Forest, you can see the strange scenery of the green peaks that rise and fall into the forest, the strange peaks are undulating and endless, and there are all kinds of Xuanli winds and whirlwinds at the bottom of the mountain valleys, dancing endlessly.

Although Yang Qingqing had heard of this wasteland guarded by the Burial Flower Sword Mansion, it was the first time he had entered it in person, and he couldn't help but be amazed when he felt the storm of mysterious power at this time.

"If it weren't for the fact that the mysterious power filled here was too riotous and complicated, it would be a treasure comparable to the Beast God Snow Mountain. Gu Zheng said secretly in his heart.

The ubiquitous storm certainly contains a strong mystical power, but at the same time, it is too complicated and domineering, so it is difficult to absorb and swallow directly.

If the Xuanjian Master wants to cultivate steadily here, first, he has a powerful formation to protect him, and secondly, he must continue to refine the Xuanli Storm and take its essence to remove its dross, so that he can use it for his own use.

Gu Zheng didn't care about this, and took Yang Qingqing, who was following closely behind him, and walked towards the depths of the Xuanfeng Forest step by step, the wind here was not enough.

Yang Qingqing silently operated the sword source, using Xuan Li to protect her body, only to block the strong and irritable Xuan Feng, she couldn't help but secretly look at the figure in front of her.

But he saw that Gu Zheng was not guarded by Xuan Li, but once those Xuan Feng approached, it was like meeting a relative, and they became soft and tame, like a light breeze caressing by, and they couldn't even startle Gu Zheng's clothes.

Yang Qingqing felt that Gu Zheng was unfathomable, but he didn't know that Gu Zheng had now begun to silently figure out the Fufeng Sword Technique, especially the entry wind style.

The so-called blocking is better than sparse, what Gu Zheng is practicing now is to go with the wind, let these violent Xuanfeng be used for his own use, rather than imposing resistance or counterattack.

At first, Gu Zheng's speed was still a little slow, like a babbling toddler, but after a moment, he could already stride like an adult.

After another half an hour, Gu Zheng's speed accelerated again, just like stepping on those strong winds, drifting forward, free and easy, and soon took Yang Qingqing, who was moving forward against the wind behind him, and climbed the first green peak.

The peak is more than 300 zhang high, Gu Zheng walked silently in the wind, and even closed his eyes, fast and slow, after an hour, he had already reached the peak.

When he opened his eyes, Gu Zheng saw Yang Qingqing who was panting, revealing a hearty smile.

"It's time to get started!"

In less than two hours before and after, Gu Zheng had already entered the wind support sword technique in the headwind on the periphery of this Xuanfeng Forest.

Although Gu Zheng didn't show his Qingfeng Xuanjian from beginning to end, and he didn't even practice one and a half moves, he knew that he was really getting started.

Fufeng swordsmanship introductory wind eight styles, is a swordsmanship, but also a kind of body method in the wind, Gu Zheng in this Xuanfeng forest full of Xuanfeng, but also can always feel the traces of the wind.

Coupled with the fact that his soul is now powerful, his perception is superb, and the accumulation of experience in cultivating swordsmanship in the past, it is not a miracle that he can get started so quickly.

Yang Qingqing saw Gu Zheng's smile, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing the other party as if she was incarnated in the Xuan Feng just now, gave her an illusion, and the person in front of her flickered and flickered, making it difficult for her to capture the perception and greatly reducing her sense of security.

"Senior Brother Gu, are you cultivating the body method?" Yang Qingqing asked strangely as he recalled Gu Zheng's increasingly erratic figure.

"Let's just say that it's both body and swordsmanship. Gu Zheng smiled and didn't explain too much.

"In this mountain behind Qingfeng, there are middle-level mysterious beasts infested. You go and bring them over, and I'll take care of it. When the time comes, it will be yours. Gu Zheng sat on a boulder on the top of the mountain, and when he saw Yang Qingqing's eager eyes, his heart moved.

He now has a beginning comprehension of the Fufeng swordsmanship, and he is gradually getting better, it is better to be quiet than to move, and the wind on the top of the mountain is the strongest, which is suitable for sword understanding, which just gives Yang Qingqing a chance to practice.

Yang Qingqing seemed to understand Gu Zheng's kindness, and said very firmly: "Senior Brother Gu, I won't be a burden to you. I'll go and bring the beasts over, and we'll hunt and kill them according to our abilities, and whoever kills them will belong to whomever they want. ”

"Okay, that's it. Gu Zheng saw the girl's insistence in her heart, and she didn't force it.

Yang Qingqing no longer hesitated, turned around and swept towards the back mountain, with a willow leaf sword in his hand, and his steps were much lighter.

Gu Zheng sat on top of the boulder, and when the wind hit, it couldn't shake him in the slightest, but turned into a whirlwind around his body, happily circling and circling.

"The wind rises!" Gu Zheng silently chanted, and a handleless Qingfeng Xuanjian appeared in front of him, following those wind whirlwinds, not only flying around, but also moving freely.

The wind rises in eight styles, and the green wind sword and sword qi are the wisps of breeze, starting from the end of the micro, traveling the world.

The shadow of the sword flutters like the wind, up and down, left and right, suddenly goes straight to thousands of zhang away, and suddenly circles around the body into a circle, and there is no fixed momentum, nor is there any permanent shape.

"After the wind rises, it is the wind cracking, divided into four, and it is difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real. Gu Zheng controlled the flying sword from afar, and he was very proficient in the eight styles of the wind.

It's just that this wind cracking four styles is not a simple division of the four green wind sword qi, but to make it difficult to distinguish between virtual and real, and the Xuan Sword is ghostly, which is quite good.

Roar ......

Gu Zheng closed his eyes and felt that there was a roar of mysterious beasts at the foot of the back mountain, Gu Zheng probed his soul, and 'saw' a shadow rushing back, followed by six wind-stepping leopards.

This kind of mysterious beast is extremely fast, but fortunately, these six are only about the middle level of the seventh stage, and they can't threaten Yang Qingqing, who is bent on rushing, for a while.

Even, if Yang Qingqing was thinking about it, he might really be able to kill these six wind-stepping leopards alone.

However, it was obvious that she wanted to fulfill her promise to Gu Zheng, so she didn't think about taking this opportunity alone.

You must know that these six wind-stepping leopards are also rare alien species, which is definitely a big gain for Yang Qingqing.

Yang Qingqing soon came to the top of the mountain, and the wind leopard behind him also followed, roaring, and separated three heads and rushed straight to Gu Zheng.

"Senior Brother Gu be careful!" Yang Qingqing saw that Gu Zheng was still cultivating with his eyes closed, and immediately drank anxiously, and the willow leaf sword in his hand slashed across a graceful arc, and the emerald sword qi resembling a lotus flower swarmed over, taking the lead in killing the wind-stepping leopard in front of Gu Zheng.

But taking care of one or the other, she had no time to take care of the wind-stepping leopard that surrounded Yang Qingqing, and she was about to throw her to the ground.

Buzzing......

Yang Qingqing was about to explode desperately, when a light wind suddenly swept in front of her, dragging her body back in a flash, avoiding the fatal blow of the Wind Stepping Leopard.

"Don't get distracted and do your best to deal with your opponents. Gu Zheng's voice sounded in Yang Qingqing's mind.

"That's ...... Qingfeng Xuanjian!" Yang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly surprised.

(End of chapter)