Since Yang Fengyao worshipped Yi Qingyun as a teacher, they lived in Yi Qingyun's wooden house.

In the evening, Yi Qingyun taught Yang Fengyao the way of cultivation, and told him about the division of the monk's realm: "Xiao Feng, you remember, the monk's cultivation is divided

"Fan", "Gathering Spirit", "Spiritual Sea", "Gathering Dan", asked, Fengshen, Supreme, Transcendent

Seven realms, each of which is divided into ten layers!

You are only the ninth order of transformation now, you have just started, the next realm, gathering spirits is particularly important, I think, you don't rush to break through, lay your foundation, it is particularly important!

Yi Qingyun said again: "The way of cultivation is like building a high-rise building, the foundation is particularly important, a solid foundation can naturally carry a 10,000-story high-rise building, and the foundation of a rush is naturally self-evident! Moreover, the accumulation of monks in the mortal realm is ten times that of other high realms!"

It is a high-level gentleman, the most envied point!

And many people are too anxious for quick success and quick profit, and are eager to break through in the mortal realm, so that when they reach the high realm, they are stuck in a bottleneck and cannot break through, and it often takes decades or hundreds of years to improve to a higher level!

Think carefully! Don't rush things! Yang Fengyao listened carefully to Yi Qingyun's every word, and used the brush to write on the bamboo piece, Yi Qingyun nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Your talent is superior, but you are not a genius, you don't use the requirements of ordinary people to demand yourself! You have to remember, you are my apprentice, your master has so many enemies, you can't beat the master, so naturally you have to arrest the apprentice, so, from the moment you become my apprentice, your fate is connected with me, and there are many powerful enemies!" You have to put in more effort than genius to live beautifully!

I have formulated a refining process for you, there is a high chance of death, are you afraid?Yi Qingyun asked Yang Fengyao, Yang Fengyao smiled and said: "The apprentice of the demon immortal has always been not afraid!" Yi Qingyun looked at Yang Fengyao and felt that this apprentice was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, and involuntarily touched his head, expressed his approval, and said: "Let's preach here today, go rest, and prepare for devil training tomorrow!" Yang Fengyao nodded and returned to his room, Yi Qingyun was puzzled, this kid seems to have something on his mind!

Unconsciously, it was dark, Yang Fengyao looked at the stars in the sky and sighed: I don't know, my parents are okay, I really miss them, Yang Fengyao's tears slipped down her face, I am really stupid, I really have no talent, Yang Fengyao covered her face with both hands, squatted on the ground, choked and sobbed quietly, and suddenly a pair of hands as soft as white jade gently wiped away his tears for him and helped him up, Yang Fengyao At first glance, it turned out to be Yi Qingyun,

Yi Qingyun asked with concern: "Xiao Feng, what are you crying for?" Yang Fengyao brushed it, her face was red, her heart was fluttering, like a child who had done something wrong, Yang Fengyao was crying in front of her master for the first time! Will the master dislike herself for being too weak, Yang Fengyao thought of this, her heart beat violently again, Yi Qingyun saw the nervousness on the little apprentice's face, and the ruddy cheeks, like a very red apple, she couldn't help laughing, revealing her white lips and teeth, Yang Fengyao, looking at this master's smirk, thought to herself: "Groove, Master, are you stupid at me?"

Yi Qingyun stopped laughing, pinched it, Yang Fengyao's ruddy little face said: "Xiao Feng has something unhappy, say it and take the master to hear!" Yang Fengyao quickly shook his head, Yi Qingyun increased the strength of his hand, and threatened: "If you don't say it, you won't recognize me as a master!", Yang Fengyao's little face turned pale after hearing the sermon, and he hurriedly said: "I said, I said it's not okay........

Yi Qingyun withdrew his hand with satisfaction, in fact, it was nothing, I just missed my parents, I wanted them to reunite as soon as possible, Yang Fengyao said Oh, this is so.!Yi Qingyun said What is your father doing? I can't even go home?

Yang Fengyao hurriedly argued. No, my father is a demon general! a general! I don't have time to come back!

Yi Qingyun smiled and said, "That Xiaofeng's father is a great person!" Yi Qingyun thought to himself: "Yang Zilong, your child, I will definitely take care of it for you!"

Yi Qingyun suddenly whispered into Yang Fengyao's ear: "Do you want to see your father?" Yang Fengyao said with excitement on her face: Can Master do it? Yi Qingyun smiled and said: "Of course! Who is Master!"

Yi Qingyun stretched out his hand and said to Yang Fengyao, give me your hand, I miss your father's appearance! Yang Fengyao closed his eyes: he saw the back of the tall and lonely white-robed general!

Yi Qingyun also closed his eyes and said, "Spirit of the sword, listen to my original intention, Seek! Yi Qingyun's surroundings shot out four golden rays of light,

It can be seen with the naked eye that Yi Qingyun's sword intent light went in four directions, southeast, northwest, and northwest, moving straight forward, passing through Chang'an in the north, the demon clan in the south, the demon capital in the west, and the Mozhi region in the east, and it was all over the world Finally, the golden sword intent shone on the border of the north, Yi Qingyun smiled lightly, and finally found it, Yang Fengyao asked in surprise: "Can I go now?" Yi Qingyun nodded, and said Xiao Feng is optimistic, this is the means of the Supreme Realm Space Tear !

Black holes unleash terrifying suction........ Yi Qingyun grabbed Yang Fengyao's hand and jumped lightly into the space tunnel

A moment later, the master and apprentice crossed from the black hole to the border between the demon prairie and the human race, at the junction, Yang Fengyao and Yi Qingyun walked in front of a high black city, and the soft moonlight sprinkled on the two masters, making the white clothes even lighter, as if two immortals had descended The master and apprentice, as everyone knows

This spatial tear and this golden sword intent have caused many people to peep secretly

Two children saw the golden light in the starry sky and shouted, "Golden meteor!" A middle-aged man in a dragon robe in Chang'an was reviewing the folds in the hall, but was interrupted by a golden light, one of the trees in the high place of the demon clan Jianmu was drinking, and the white-haired uncle saw the golden sword intent, the corners of his mouth rose, and he continued to drink the peach blossom brew..... In the demon hall, a black-robed man was playing the zither, and when he saw the golden light, he plucked the strings forward, but he was cut by the strings, and golden blood flowed, and the purple eyes of the black-robed man showed a hot light. After the golden light passed through the eastern no-man's land, there was a soul-shattering roar from it, and in the Demon Immortal Ancient Sect, the Xiaoyao Daoist was pacing left and right, saying, Senior Brother, what are you doing in the direction of the Demon Clan!

This night is destined to be extraordinary, at the border of the human race, the demon lord Candle Jiuyin, who was preparing for a night attack on the Demon Suppression Realm, saw the amazing momentum of the two white figures, and was about to retreat, when he suddenly received an order from the demon god......

The two people in white are walking together, and the golden sword intent leads the wind and clouds in all directions! The dark tide is surging, and each has a ghost!