Chapter 22: The Blade of the Ethereal Spirit

Feng Ming didn't expect that Litian would be in the same era as himself, thinking of the three rings he kowtowed, his heart was sour, this kid is also a wonderful, if he let his children and grandchildren who worship him see these messages, I really don't know how to feel.

"Little one, are you surprised that the world's unparalleled innocent people are actually this way, alas! I'm just old, so you should be a lonely old man complaining to you. Actually, I don't really want you to see this, when I came to this world, I was actually very happy, I had everything in my previous life, wealth, knowledge, power, everything that should be enjoyed, and suddenly came to a world full of challenges, I couldn't wait to find immortals... When I cultivated to the Supreme Realm, I felt that my Tao was incomplete, or that this world was incomplete, but everything had been settled, and it was impossible to start all over again, and I was terrified all day long, if this world was incomplete, it would be terrible, and it was even possible that we had been living in a cage, because the world of incomplete laws meant that we could not be perfect, and we could not go any closer, and you got the Xuanhuang Sutra ,In time, I will definitely stand at the top of this world,But if you want to go further,You need to find another way,This "Heavenly Void Formula" is the practice I created in my later years,It's just that my Tao has been fixed,So I can't practice anymore,The content inside is deduced from my own situation,I hope you think carefully,As for whether you can succeed, I don't know,Good luck little guy,If you are a guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death,Don't read the following content,See you soon!"

Feng Ming really wants to draw a circle and curse the heavens, feeling that he is the first cultivator of this "Heavenly Void Formula", this is not treating himself as a guinea pig, he really wants to put down this exercise and be a strong man in peace, but when he thinks of the melancholy eyes in the portrait, maybe it is a true portrayal of himself many years later, and when the time comes, there will be more self in the portrait, won't he become a troubled Haier brother!

"I'll believe you once!" Feng Ming put the "Heavenly Void Formula" into the mustard, and took two more books casually and went out.

Feng Ming closed the room gently, took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly figured it out, relieved. He smiled and stood in place, looking at the winding corridor, flanked by weeds and flowers. I felt that the scenery was very different from this time, he didn't open the "Heavenly Void Formula" or read the contents of the other two books, everything seemed to be arranged. Last night he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, he couldn't wait to practice the immortal law, at this moment the ending was decided, he was tired like a tide, and was about to sit down and doze off, when suddenly there was a sound of the piano, the tone was mellow, high-pitched and low, and a sense of parting sorrow and hatred was unforgettable. Although Feng Ming does not understand the piano art, but can also hear the superb technique of the piano player, he listened to the fascination, the mournful sound of the piano reminded him of many past events, unconsciously it was two lines of light tears hanging on his face, just when he was emotionally unable to extricate himself, the sound of the piano turned, the complex sound intersected, Pei Peiyang, straight to the sky, in the ears for a long time, a group of birds chirped in the distance, with the sound of the piano, comparable to the sound of heaven.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly, the birds scattered, Feng Ming came back to his senses and froze in place, he had a feeling of walking back to reality from a dream.

In the depths of the corridor, Yunluo Qingyi fluttered and looked into the distance, "Senior brother is really peerless!" Feng Ming walked over and said with sincere appreciation.

Yunluo turned around and smiled slightly, "You were just tired just now, and you were defenseless, so you will naturally be affected by the sound of this piano." I'm just carving insect skills, when Uncle Shi and Ye Wuxian Qin Xiao played together, they would change color even in the sky!"

Yunluo's gaze stayed on the guqin, his thoughts seemed to return to the scene of the year, he shook his head, "Tianqin is extinct, Feng Xiao is still here, I don't know if anyone can resonate with it after many years." ”

Yunluo didn't ask him what kind of technique he chose, he was free and easy by nature, and naturally he wouldn't stick to the distinction between the sects, how could he mind if Feng Ming had learned the Luoyu Peak technique.

"Let's stay here for a while first, other places are not cleaner than my Falling Rain Peak, if you rush to go, it will be troublesome, it is better to consolidate the realm." ”

Feng Ming nodded, thinking of what happened in Qinglan Sect, he felt that he was still too weak, he didn't have strong strength, and none of them were just a mirror.

"Then disturb Senior Brother!"

Yunluo walked to the table and poured a cup of hot tea for Feng Ming, "Tea is only two postures: floating and sinking, and tea drinkers are only two postures: picking up and putting down." Only when you are up and down can you taste the fragrance of tea, and you can highlight the style of the tea people between the lifts, life is like tea, calm when sinking, indifferent when floating, and you have to put it down. ”

Feng Ming bowed his hand, "Taught!"

Yunluo took Feng Ming to a deep valley, then got up and left, he didn't ask Feng Ming about cultivation from beginning to end, since he had chosen a road that no one had walked, Feng Ming naturally wouldn't ask.

The sky was overcast and terrible, dark clouds covered the wilderness, strong winds struck, and heavy rain came as scheduled.

Feng Ming thought of the woman holding an umbrella for himself, he stood quietly in the wind and rain, letting the rain lap on his body. Lightning and thunder roared, the wind raged, and a big tree not far away was uprooted, and the seal was empty in body and mind, like an old tree rooting motionless. Knowing the unchanging color of the sea and sky, with Feng Ming's thoughts, gradually shrouded in a dark cloud, he tried to outline the world in front of him, a world of wind and rain, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only condense that dark cloud. He is unwilling, he wants his world to be colorful and real, he silently recites the "Xuanhuang Sutra", and strives to outline his imaginary world, those golden words can be like a sharp blade to charge, but like the city wall to defend the country, but he can't swallow mountains and rivers, spit out the sun and the moon, bind the spring and autumn, save the sun and the moon, not the golden text is not good, it is the way of the inscription, this involves the law, with the cultivation of the inscription at this time to be able to comprehend a little fur, it is already shocking!

Things can't be forced, Feng Ming's mind moved and retracted his sense, he smiled slightly, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in his body, blocking the rain, the wind can't be added, and the rain can't be invaded. He bowed in the direction of Yunluo's departure.

Just now on the verge of going mad, if he didn't think of Yunluo's teachings, he might have fallen into his own mind and couldn't extricate himself, the road to cultivating immortals is like walking a tightrope, and a wrong step may be a catastrophe, although there is "Xuanhuang Zhenjing" He will not have to worry about his life, but he will inevitably be hit hard by the sea of knowledge, and he doesn't know what year and month he wants to recover.

Feng Ming sat cross-legged, he didn't open the "Heavenly Void Formula", but took out two other books, "Wu Yu Knife" and "Wind Spirit Decision", these two spells, one attack and one defense, complement each other, "Wu Yu Knife" can cultivate the knife of the void spirit in the psychic realm, and the sword of the void and reality can be practiced in the foundation realm, and the Jindan realm is supplemented by the two qi of yin and yang, and the knife of the void can be cultivated, and the knife of time and space can be practiced to the highest realm, killing people in the invisible.

The quality of this exercise is not high, it can be said to be an ordinary road goods, and there are no special requirements for qualifications, but it is precisely the most difficult supernatural power to cultivate, whether it is the Void Spirit Knife or the Void Knife, as long as the cultivator knows the sea dantian is strong enough, he can infinitely condense the sword qi, and the power is even comparable to those peerless supernatural powers. It's just that few people practice now, although it's easy to get started, but the poor qualifications can't exert their power, and the good qualifications are unwilling to practice.

As for "Wind Spirit Jue", it is a good wind system supernatural power, which can fly by the wind, and the speed is extremely fast and can change in thousands of places, blending into everything, so that the enemy's magic magic power cannot be locked.

Feng Ming had something in mind, so he directly threw the "Heavenly Void Technique" again, he wanted to practice these two spells first, and then go to find the hammer them.

Feng Ming silently recites the exercises, runs the aura, and the meridians of Zhou Tian circulate endlessly, starting with the sea of dantian, taking the meridian circulation as the force, knowing the sea and the divine consciousness as the guide, and then excites through the acupoints.

"Void Spirit Knife!" Feng Ming roared, turning his palm into a knife, only to see a three-foot-long white knife flash out in front of him, and he slashed hard, splashing several meters high in the pond in the distance. Although the power is not large, Feng Ming is very satisfied, after all, he has only circulated the aura for a week, and the more days the aura circulates, the more powerful it will be, but the consumption of divine consciousness is also corresponding, if it is not well controlled, it will receive backlash.

The aura of this valley was much higher than that outside, and Yunluo told him that there was a cave behind the waterfall, and there was a spiritual spring inside, and cultivating in it would be twice as effective with half the effort. Feng Ming didn't refuse, he understood that Yunluo was a good heart, but no matter how good the spiritual spring was, it didn't have the effect of the spirit fish. The so-called eating marrow knows the taste, how could Feng Ming let go of these spirit fish.

Feng Ming stayed in this valley for a day, practicing "Wu Delusion Knife" repeatedly, and did not stop until the aura was exhausted, he didn't want to waste time meditating to recover the aura, so he couldn't wait to leave here.

"Master, this kid's growth is too fast, it only takes one day to cultivate the "Innocent Knife" into a seven-foot sword, it's too terrifying!" Yu Wei has never seen the growth speed of the sky, so it feels unbelievable.

Forget the year stroked his beard and nodded, "Yes, it's even faster than the senior brother back then, it's just that he didn't learn the "Heavenly Void Technique", why did he choose these two exercises." ”

Yu Wei was not surprised, "Do you need to say it, of course I'm afraid of danger, this kid is slippery, he won't do something that is a little risky." ”

Forget the year shook his head, "You can't just look at the appearance, if he is greedy for life and afraid of death, he will choose to compromise with Lu Zhen, maybe there are other reasons." ”

Yu Wei suddenly realized, "It must be Tinglan, this kid is obsessed with your precious apprentice! Calculate the time, the junior sister should also come out, I am really looking forward to it!"