Han Bing's divine soul flashed with white light.

Su Lin didn't wake her up.

After pausing in front of her for a while, Su Lin said softly, "Han Bing, I can only help you treat it next time." ”

Isolated Han Bing's spirit in another world, Su Lin came to a desolate desert.

When the scorching sun was in the sky, Su Lin stood in the endless wind and sand, his heart was like the scorching sun.

A huge clock was placed in the canopy, and the pendulum clock was ticking and ticking.

This is the second time that Su Lin has practiced Yanbei Fengchen Fist in the small black house, remembering the last time he practiced, Su Lin felt that this set of boxing techniques was the most suitable for cultivation in this kind of place.

Distracted for two purposes, Su Lin began to practice boxing.

A punch was thrown, and the wind was blowing, rolling up the yellow sand in the sky.

As Su Lin's punch became faster and faster, the wind and sand formed a tornado hurricane, rolling away in all directions, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

Gusts of wind were howling, and it seemed that a torrent of heaven and earth was brewing.

It was a sandstorm that was about to cover the sky.

Standing on top of a mound of dirt, Su Lin looked at everything in front of him fearlessly, which was exactly what he wanted.

With a little bit of thought, Su Lin is brewing this black storm that is infinitely expanding.

And all the other thoughts were cast on the Yanbei Wind and Dust Fist that he was cultivating at the moment.

'The north wind swept the ground', 'The lonely goose traveled south', 'Forgot to die', 'The desert was lonely smoke', 'The water drops and stones pierced',......

'The geese travel the world, the heart is broken, I have looked forward to returning to the north, the spring returns to the earth, the wind and dust are intoxicating, the wind is sad, the world knows the hearts of the people, the world is not ancient, the heart is fearless, I am leisurely, a wisp of infatuation, a hundred deaths and thousands of times, no regrets......

Yanbei Fengchen Fist, every move and every style has a sense of desolation, and the momentum of moving forward bravely is completely different from that of a thousand catties.

Shouting the name of the boxing method, Su Lin punched out the Yanbei Fengchen punch.

At this moment, he entered a wonderful state, he was a brave warrior, and what he pursued was the spirit of martial arts.

It seems that a fearless spirit is infused into the body, and the firm will contends with the black storm that rolls between heaven and earth.

In the black storm in the sky, Su Lin punched 'geese flying south' to break through the wind and sand.

The body did not flinch in the punch, and he was 'heartbroken' with another punch......

This set of boxing techniques, with a very obvious personal color, Su Lin knew that it was the shadow of Yan Beigui and Ning Fengchen.

Su Lin didn't expect the old man Feng to have such an imposing mind, and with the comprehension of boxing, Su Lin admired the old man Feng more, and also became more curious about the northland cross-country ranger 'Yan Beigui' who had never met.

......

It wasn't until the giant bell on the canopy of heaven rang twelve times in the sky that Su Lin woke up from that desolate cultivation.

A trace of sadness, the feeling of forgetting his life was condensed in his heart, but it could not be dissipated.

Closing his eyes and being silent for a while, Su Lin let out a long breath.

......

In the slanting wind and drizzle, in the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Su Lin came to a market on the bank of the willows.

The bazaar was full of people and traffic, and the drizzle fell on the ancient canal, raising a thin smoke and light mist.

In the drizzle, women in embroidered clothes walked or stood under red oil-paper umbrellas, making the already small street even more crowded.

Su Lin stood on the corner of the street dressed in white, and as far as he could see, he could hardly see any gap that could pass through the street.

Recalling the 'Qingyan Swallow Walking' that Yan Qi taught today, Su Lin suddenly stepped forward.

'A moment of beauty'!

Su Lin took an arrow step, and when he stepped out, Su Lin had already passed by a woman in green.

'Green Smoke Passerby', Su Lin's body avoided a carriage and a pedestrian at the same time in a strange bow shape.

A flat pole suddenly blocked Su Lin's way, and when he was about to change his tricks, a child suddenly appeared at Su Lin's feet, Su Lin just wanted to 'swallow return to the nest', but it was too late, smashed on the pedestrian he simulated and rolled out.

It seems that this 'green smoke swallow walk' is really not that easy?

Su Lin returned to the corner of the street again and started anew.

Over and over.

It wasn't until Su Lin was able to walk through the street smoothly that the huge clock in the sky woke Su Lin up.

......

I remember that the teacher explained that Su Lin should not use spiritual weapons to compete with others for the time being, so Su Lin is not ready to continue to practice swordsmanship, and besides, the teacher has to go far away, and there is no need to transform and upgrade spiritual weapons for the time being.

What we have to do now is that we must improve our cultivation.

The Thousand Jin Sealing Hand has also been cultivated to the Returning Origin Realm, and this kind of primary martial art can only be cultivated to the Returning Origin Realm at the highest, so there is no need to continue cultivating.

And the Xuanwu Shield and the Xuanwu Change are not to be learned and cultivated now, that kind of martial art is too easy to reveal the identity, so it cannot be used for the time being, and it will be studied when there is time.

Therefore, Su Lin began to study the Qinglong Jue martial art given to him by Old Man Feng, although this kind of heaven-level martial art must reach the level of twenty or above Earth Source Martial Arts to cultivate, but it is also possible to simulate and study it in advance.

The first is the Blue Dragon Shield martial art with only one move, and there is no trace in the sky.

Like the shield of the underworld, this is a defensive martial art, but compared to the shield of the underworld, which is famous for its defense, this sky without a trace is obviously a little less defensive.

In the small black room, there was no limit on the level of source power, and Su Lin easily simulated starting to practice this defensive martial art.

On the move, in the air, on the ground, on the run, when defenseless......

Su Lin cultivated the sky without a trace again and again, imagining all kinds of sudden possibilities.

Every time he performs, he has a new insight.

......

When the sky without a trace was cultivated to tens of thousands of times, twelve hours passed.

At this time, Su Lin began to practice the two tricks of the Qinglong Technique, one grabbed the Canglong and asked the sky, and the other grabbed the Canglong and shook the ground!

Time flowed quickly, and Su Lin was intoxicated with cultivation.

In that invisible pressure, Su Lin didn't dare to rest for a moment.

He had to seize all the time to cultivate.

Su Lin stepped on the earth and flew into the sky.

Canglong asks the sky!

A dragon phantom was fleeting.

Su Lin turned over and grabbed again.

The dragon shook the ground!

The earth cracked, and Su Lin grabbed it, shattering the simulated void.