It's night.

Zhang Ning sat lazily on the high cliff, his eyes drooping, as if he was about to fall asleep. Above him, a full moon was emitting a faint moonlight. Not far away, the soft, silvery-white moonlight and the gray-black night sky blended together, and it was beautiful.

Under the cliffs, there was a constant sound of the sea crashing against the shore, and the sound was very beautiful in this quiet night.

The mountain under Zhang Ning is called Wangxing Peak, which is almost one hundred and fifty or sixty kilometers away from Xingyao City, because it stands next to the sea and is steep and towering, and over time it has become a well-known peak.

After leaving Xingyao City, Zhang Ning came here.

Calculating the time, he had been here for seven whole days, and during these seven days he ate the fruit he had prepared when he was hungry, and condensed the dew when he was thirsty. At the same time, he continued to use his mental power to condense his body, but in seven days, his body lost a full circle. From a distance, it looks like a skeleton.

Although his body looked a lot thinner, his eyes were sharper.

When he was at home, he suddenly thought of what You Zihe had said to him, and thought of You Zihe's telling him to practice the alchemy magic pattern well. After a moment of thought, he left a note in the room and left the room.

Ever since You Zihe asked him to practice the Alchemy Pattern, he often thought about how he could truly repair the Alchemy Pattern and how he could truly understand the power of the Alchemy Pattern.

And after softening the memories of the ten contemporary powerhouses, he understood that to cultivate the alchemy magic pattern, he must first understand the meaning of each alchemy magic pattern and understand the source of the alchemy magic pattern's power.

After finding a random map in Xingyao City, he found Wangxing Peak and teleported to Wangxing Peak several times.

He decided to be the first to practice the Wind Alchemy Pattern. Then, he first needs to understand what the wind is!

In his heart, he constantly conceived the alchemy pattern representing the wind, every line, every stroke and stroke were clearly visible, and the meaning of every stroke and stroke also flowed in Zhang Ning's heart.

Once, twice, three times......

I don't know how many times I engraved it, but gradually, the alchemy pattern in Zhang Ning's heart became clearer and clearer, and his understanding of the wind alchemy pattern became more and more profound. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, the wind rose.

And then......

A score appeared in Zhang Ning's mind, and a tune appeared in the air.

The melody of that piece is sometimes passionate, sometimes calm, sometimes violent, sometimes meek, sometimes whistling, like a meteor running wildly, sometimes in the breeze, like the caress of a lover.

Listening to this song quietly, looking at the music score that appeared in front of him, Zhang Ning suddenly stood up, he just opened his arms and stood up as if he wanted to embrace the whole world, and then, his body swayed slightly in the night breeze.

Knock, knock, knock......

Bang bang bang.

I don't know how long it took, the song of the wind disappeared, and only Zhang Ning's slow but firm heartbeat remained. But Zhang Ning's body was still swaying gently in the wind, like willow branches swaying in the wind, like green leaves dancing in the wind.

Call!

The sound of the wind suddenly sounded in his heart, and Zhang Ning opened his eyes suddenly.

Time passed quietly, and at this time, the first rays of sunlight were shining on Zhang Ning's body through the colorful glow of the sky.

Call......

Facing the rising sun, Zhang Ning exhaled softly.

Call!

The wind is up!

Feeling the breeze blowing on his face, Zhang Ning smiled.

He closed his eyes again, feeling the breeze that surrounded him, feeling the air swimming around him, and he put all his mind into this breeze, this air.

Then, Zhang Ning's hand suddenly moved.

At this moment, he didn't deliberately think about the melody of the wind, nor did he think about the song of the wind, let alone what the wind was, he just slowly raised his hand and drew one line after another in the air that shone with cyan light.

Breeze, strong wind, gale, gale, storm......

Each line clearly shows Zhang Ning's feeling of the wind, whether large or small, smooth or passionate.

As the lines became more and more numerous, the wind surrounding Zhang Ning gradually became larger, and in the end, it even became a loud rumbling sound.

But Zhang Ning is still painting, carving ......

Gradually, the wind became quieter, quieter and quieter. By the end, the wind had died down. A small, but clear, song echoed through the heavens and the earth.

It seems to be a gentle nong, it seems to be a heroic howl, it seems to be a low whisper, it seems to be a loud shout, this song is constantly changing, sometimes low, sometimes high, but no matter how the song changes, listening to this song can make people intoxicated. Just listening to this song makes you feel very happy.

By the end, the sound of the song grew louder and louder, as if the whole world had responded to it.

The wind, formless, without a trace, the wind is gentle and violent. The wind is heroic, the wind is tender, and the wind is freedom!

Feeling the air currents swimming around him and embracing the cool wind, Zhang Ning suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the rising sun, and smiled.

With a slight stroke of the hand, the last stroke condensed in the air.

Call!

With a gust of wind blowing, the condensed form of the wind alchemy demon pattern was suspended in the air, exuding a faint blue light, and at the same time, a breath of vigor and joy spread on the magic pattern.

"It's finally done!"

Zhang Ning smiled slightly, his body jumped slightly, a trace of breeze appeared under him, and the whole person flew towards Xingyao City like catkins in the wind.

If someone is here, they will find that Zhang Ning's flight speed is not only extremely fast, but when he uses the power of the wind to fly, his body does not emit a unique whistling sound, it seems that at this moment, he has turned into a real breeze, melting between heaven and earth.

"Aunt Xin, when will Dad come back?" asked Angel, who was holding her small chin and lying on the soft sofa, to He Xin, who was working in the kitchen. Since becoming Zhang Ning's daughter, it is the first time that Angel has left Zhang Ning for so long, and she can't see Zhang Ning for a few days, and Angel has always been listless.

Hearing her question, Ye Xiaorou, who had been reading quietly next to her, also raised her head and looked at the kitchen. Zhang Ning has disappeared for seven days, although she has not cared much during this time, but she is actually very worried about Zhang Ning in her heart, for fear that something will happen to her new father.

"Don't worry, your dad will be back soon. He Xin skillfully stir-fried the vegetables, and did not forget to comfort Angel. At first, she didn't like the niece brought back by her brother very much, but through this time of getting along, the lively and sensible Angel and the quiet and intelligent Ye Xiaorou left a deep impression on her, and in her heart, she also faintly regarded the second daughter as her own relatives. "Didn't you also read the note he left, saying that it would be six or seven days in short, and he would be back in half a month. ”