Song Ren was slightly surprised for a while, but finally reacted and forcibly suppressed the ecstasy rising in his heart.

This is really an automatic cultivation.

Slowly opened his eyes on the mountain rocks, and between the dark eyes, a faint milky white essence flashed by, and a suppressed powerful momentum spread out, causing the surrounding leaves to rattle for a while.

Looking at the sky, it was completely dark, and many stars came out overhead.

Song Ren didn't plan to go back, at this moment, after breaking through the two layers of realm, both physical strength and mental strength have increased a lot, is it difficult to sleep when he goes back, he has slept for a day and a night.

At this moment, as soon as the hand is shaken, the mimic card appears in the palm of the hand,

"The Eight Fu Gate is divided into wind, rain, thunder and lightning, spring, summer, autumn and winter, since the first Fu is the wind, let's experience the wind first," Song Ren muttered to himself, gently holding the mimic card, and suddenly, his body trembled, and his body slowly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Song Ren only felt a fresh, fragrant, and elegant earthy smell coming to him, and slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he was no longer in the valley, but on a field.

Here, the flowers are in full bloom, the green hills are still the same, there are farmers plowing the fields in the fields, the dogs are happily chasing butterflies and barking, and there are children giggling and running by with windmills.

In the distance, black clouds slowly formed, accompanied by gusts of wind, a precursor to the coming rain.

Song Ren stood on the ridge of the field, squatted down, and grabbed a handful of dirt, in disbelief.

It's too fucking real, no wonder my predecessors would recommend this thing, it's just another living world.

To sense the wind, to approach the wind, to go, to become it.

Hearing the words of the wine elder, Song Ren raised his feet and walked forward.

The spring rain was blowing and falling on his body, and before he knew it, the rain was heavy, and the wind was also strong, and this mimic card had a trace of the breath of the heaven and earth net, which made it easier for Song Ren to integrate into this environment.

I don't know how long it took, Song Ren sometimes stepped on the top of the mountain, stood against the wind, sometimes walked in the cold autumn wind, felt the bleakness, and sometimes stopped in the ice and snow, staring at the bewitching plum blossoms for a long time......

Until, he stood in the huge eye of the wind, and the surroundings were so quiet, and it seemed that he was the only one left in the world, but he seemed to see what terrifying destructive power was contained behind this extreme quietness......

He seems to have been here for a long time, and he is a little tired, but he has a different understanding of the wind, and his hair begins to flutter slowly, as if there is another wind in the eye of the wind.

He slowly raised his hand with his eyes closed, and made a stroke into the air.

Rumble!

With this stroke, the entire storm exploded in an instant, Song Ren's eyes opened suddenly, and then he was panting, sweating profusely, and the spiritual power in his body was extremely sluggish, and even his spirit was nearly eighty percent less.

He was still sitting on the rocks in the canyon, but it was already noon.

Was it because of his weak cultivation that he was forced to quit?

But soon his eyes lit up.

He succeeded, he finally succeeded in outlining a stroke that belonged to the wind rune, and one day, the complete rune would come from his hand, and then, in a thousand miles.

He was happily recovering until the afternoon, and then returned home, and his father Song Rentou saw his son come back with a little pale, and admired his five bodies to the ground, squeezing his eyebrows at him for a while, and bought an old hen that night and slaughtered him to replenish his qi and blood.

In the next ten days, in addition to going to the academy every day to listen to classes, Song Ren spent the rest of his time helping the old man with wine, asking some insights about the wind, and combining himself to have a deeper understanding.

Then he ran to a private secret base outside the city, and entered the mimic environment to perceive the wind and copy the runes.

However, there was one thing he discovered, with his current cultivation of the foundation of the Four Heavens, it was still such a foundation, every time he entered the mimic environment, his whole body was extremely empty after he came out, and his qi and blood were seriously insufficient.

What this old man taught himself was definitely not a simple supernatural power, and the perception and power required were simply terrifying.

Because the development and length of time of the mimic environment rely on one's own spiritual power and the spiritual power in the body.

The spiritual power is still alive, and there are two or three percent left each time, and the spiritual power is almost exhausted every time, so he can recover for a long time before he can rush home slowly.

And this time, after hesitating for a long time, he took out the dragon blood python branch that was more than 1,000 years old when "Zhu Xian" entered the boutique.

A small piece of this thing can top the nutrition of dozens of old hens, and it is still the most nourishing for qi and blood, and it should be able to regulate his meridians and qi and blood.

Don't look at Daddy's babbling every day, he doesn't look like a father, but he has countless hearts that he can't see, and even his sideburns have gray hair, and there are wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

This thousand-year-old dragon blood python branch can be used as ginseng, and every time you drink tea, one person can make a piece of it.

The thousand-year-old elixir is used as tea, and it is estimated that those super sects dare not think of it, which is extremely extravagant.

On this day, after dinner, Song Ren cut off two thin slices and put them in the tea, and the whole cup was soaked red.

Smelling the fragrant smell that made people feel stunned, Song Rentou, who was singing to himself with Erlang's legs crossed, was a little stunned.

"What is this?"

"Tea, a very expensive tea, given by Miss Li, just this cup, I heard that it costs a hundred taels of silver."

"What? A hundred taels? I'm obedient. Song Rentou immediately got up, took the tea bowl with trembling hands, as if following the holy decree, no way, the matter of the thousand-year-old elixir can't be known to anyone, how to explain it when the time comes, Dad is a big mouth.

"It's got to be drunk while it's hot." Song Ren added that his father was a money fan, and the last time he went to the old man to pirate and print jade plates, he was drunk because of the high price of wine, and how could this 'tea' of one hundred taels of silver be wasted.

Sure enough, Dad didn't say a word, and immediately drank a big drink, and after smacking his lips, the black porcelain bowl was licked several times.

"Yes, yes, this high-grade tea is different, I feel that the whole stomach is warm when I drink it, and it is a little hot, one hundred taels, the life of rich people is different."

Looking at his father's flushed face and the blood that began to ooze from his nose, Song Ren was embarrassed for a while, and immediately drank his own bowl, and then ran outside.

"Dad, I'm not coming back tonight, you can sleep by yourself."

Looking at his son's rushing back, Song Rentou admired: "Why is this kid so angry lately?" ”

wiped his nose and couldn't help but be surprised: "it-"

It was the end of the month very quickly, just after midnight, Song Ren couldn't wait to look at the writer's backstage, last month's settlement points were a little more than 30,000, and the manuscript fee was converted into more than 60,000 taels of silver.

Song Ren hurriedly clicked on withdrawal.

Nima, after deducting the operating expenses of Tiandi.com, there is only a little more than 50,000 left, and it seems that he has been making money, but in the end there is basically nothing left.

Song Ren said that he was very sad, just this amount of money was still paid for browsing when "Zhu Xian" was in Liufang before, and when he entered the Baishi novel column in the future, there was basically no money.

Fortunately, there is a god who can protect himself, and although he is unwilling, he can still get it.

This 50,000 taels is just enough to buy the score of the next piece of music from the system, after all, the things of the system need to be purchased with the money he earned through the Internet, otherwise, in reality, he would have used the money that his father recently got to charge the card.

Song Ren opened the Tian Lai Music Network, and his and A Yao's collaborative song "Pipa Language" has reached the twenty-first place on the best-selling list, which can be regarded as steady progress, after all, it only stayed in the twenty-fifth place half a month ago.

It is really the top ten pieces on the best-selling list, all of which have stood the test of time and have the widest audience, although he has enough confidence in "Pipa Language", but, after all, as a newcomer, he needs to be recognized slowly.

And once you enter the top ten, the task given to you by the system is considered complete.