Qin Yun sat in the Canyon of the Wind, and the cold wind was like a sharp blade, quickly slashing across Qin Yun (身shēn), bringing him a piercing pain.

"Is this the second place of the Canyon of the Wind? It's terrifying!" As soon as Qin Yun stepped into that area, he was bruised all over his body by the strong wind, and that feeling was as if he was suffering from Ling Chi.

Moreover, in this area, it is no longer a cyan wind blade, but a small blade with a handle as thin as a cicada's wing, which is so powerful that it can easily penetrate his (body shēn) body.

This made Qin Yun hurriedly retreat as soon as he stepped out of one of them for a second.

"How terrifying is this Netherworld Emperor, and this second realm is so powerful?" Qin Yun said in horror in his heart.

In the area of the second artistic conception, he couldn't even stand for a second, and if he forced himself into it, he was afraid that he would end up being peeled and scraped by the wind.

"Idiot, you haven't comprehended the first layer of artistic conception yet, so naturally you can't block the attack of this second layer of artistic conception?" Gu Dao's voice sounded in Qin Yun's mind like thunder.

Qin Yun was suddenly stunned, and then he suddenly realized.

The Canyon of the Wind, the Canyon of the Wind, is naturally not just the artistic conception of the cutting of the wind, but the fusion of the agility of the wind and the change of the wind The triple artistic conception of the transformation, he has always focused on the cutting of the wind, and now it seems that he is wrong.

"Actually, that Qin Batian was right, it was not wrong for him to try to fuse the two artistic conceptions of thunder fury and thunder lightning at the level of artistic conception. The Netherworld Emperor began to fuse the same genus (sex xìng) perception at the level of artistic conception, so that although the cultivation was very slow, the power was shocking. As you can see, this second area is the result of the fusion of the three artistic conceptions of wind agility, wind cutting and wind change. Gudao continued.

Qin Yun was in a trance for a while, and then came to his senses, it turned out that if he wanted to enter the second area, he had to comprehend all the three elemental genera (sex xìng) of the cutting of the wind, the change of the wind, and the agility of the wind to the first layer of the artistic conception and fuse them together.

Now that his Wind Cutting has reached the first layer, and the Wind Agility has also reached the third level, as long as he comprehends the changes of the wind, he can begin to try to merge.

However, this change of wind is the most difficult of the elements of the genus Wind, and it takes a long time to comprehend it.

Change, change, what is change?

Qin Yun couldn't figure it out for a while, and he didn't know how to start.

Suddenly, he patted his head and said: "It's really stupid, since these two areas are the fusion of the second layer of the three artistic conceptions of the wind element, then this area is not the fusion of the first layer of artistic conception, as long as you have a good understanding here, maybe you can grasp the mystery in it." ”

Thinking of this, Qin Yun walked to the center of the first area, and then sat down cross-legged, carefully perceiving the changes in the wind around him.

The strong Gangfeng was still roaring wildly, and since Qin Yun's (body shēn) body strength had already been tempered, these Gangfeng could not cause him any harm.

As for the elusive cyan wind blades, Qin Yun could easily smash them without hurting him in the slightest.

The cyan wind blade is condensed by the wind and can form an extremely sharp wind blade, which is the true meaning of the first layer of the wind cut.

As for the agility of the wind, Qin Yun thought of what he had observed before, the strange flow trajectory of the stroke in the cyan wind blade, allowing the wind blade to reach terrifying lethality, I am afraid it was the reason for the agility of the artistic conception.

But where is the change of the wind?

Qin Yun couldn't figure it out.

Time passed bit by bit, and seeing that the sky outside was about to dawn, Qin Yun still hadn't comprehended the change of the wind.

In desperation, Qin Yun had no choice but to withdraw from the Nine Heavens Galaxy Diagram.

Out of the Nine Heavens Star River Map, Qin Yun found that it was already dawn outside, so he changed into the brand-new gray disciple clothes in the Qiankun bag and walked towards the firewood room that he had made an appointment with Zhao Yu before.

Along the way, Qin Yun also met many disciples in the cooking room, and many of them took the initiative to greet Qin Yun, which made Qin Yun's depressed heart (情qíng) feel much more comfortable because he did not comprehend the changes of the wind.

But when he walked to the firewood room, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw a very strong disciple very arrogantly trampling a disciple who was also wearing a gray disciple uniform, and kicked him a few times.

Qin Yun recognized at a glance that the disciple who had stepped on his feet was Zhao Yu who had led him to the room before, and the disciple who trampled him under his feet, Qin Yun, had never seen it, so he must not be a disciple of the cooking room.

As for the other disciples in the firewood room, they all shrank in a corner, trembling and not daring to come forward, let alone help Zhao Yu.

It just made Qin Yun feel puzzled that he was also the peak of the Fivefold Heavenly Martial Artist, why Zhao Yu was bullied so badly.

But the next words of the very arrogant disciple made Qin Yun suddenly realize.

"Zhao Yu, you are a bad seed, a waste, you were and you are now, what if you have cultivated to reach the peak of the Five Heavens? The stout young man looked at the young man at his feet and said with a mocking face.

"Zhao Yuan, you are looking for death......" Zhao Yu roared through gritted teeth.

"Haha, I'm looking for death, you don't pee and look at yourself, although you still have the cultivation of the peak of the Five Heavens, but you are not even as good as an ordinary mortal, what do you use to fight me. The sturdy young man named Zhao Yuan said with disdain on his face.

After speaking, he stepped on Zhao Yu's face a few times with his foot, directly causing blood to overflow from the corner of Zhao Yu's mouth.

Qin Yun listened to Zhao Yuan's words, frowned slightly, released the power of his soul, and probed Zhao Yuquan (body shēn), it was okay not to look at it, but he was suddenly startled when he saw it.

"Pulse locking technique! Good (yin yīn) poisonous technique. Qin Yun was shocked in his heart.

The so-called Pulse Locking Technique is actually a kind of cruel martial art that blocks all the meridians of a person (身shēn), and after this martial art is applied, it can block the whole (身shēn) meridians of the human body (身shēn).

In this way, he can neither continue to cultivate, nor be able to use the spiritual power in his body, and after a long time, the spiritual energy in his body cannot be vented, and he will explode and die, which is extremely cruel.

Unexpectedly, this Zhao Yu was actually used by someone to lock the pulse, who had such a big grudge against him and tortured him in this way.

Moreover, Qin Yun just probed and found that the aura in Zhao Yu's body was already extremely restless, presumably he had been using the Pulse Locking Technique for at least three years, and if this continued, I am afraid he would not live for three months.

This made Qin Yun suddenly remember what Zhao Yu said to him when he left yesterday, 'This is the world of the strong!'.

"Presumably he must have endured something cruel, right?" Qin Yun suddenly felt that Zhao Yu was a little pitiful, and was ready to help him.

But just as he was about to stand up, a fat (body shēn) figure walked in and shouted with a domineering momentum: "Zhao Yuan, my cooking room is not a place where you can go wild. ”