The slanting sun gradually thickened, reflecting the blue sky, and the clouds drifting in the sky also glowed with a brilliant golden red.

This is a good weather, and there should be a good mood, but at this time, Su Yuan, who was standing on top of the top, looked alone, and his face showed the sentimentality that should not be there at this age. Since the last time he met Liufeng Yueling in Kun Peak that day, he has come to Luoxia Peak for the seventh time in these days, but he has never seen the girl again.

He had worries and thoughts.

He had also thought about going to Doufeng to find Liufeng Yueling, but he knew that she was probably not in Qingyang Courtyard during this time, otherwise she would definitely appear here.

So if she left Qingyang Temple, will she come back?

Has she returned to the family?

Su Yuan knew that all this was related to the appearance of Xuanyuan Yanwang, although he didn't know what Xuanyuan Yanwang said to her, but the result was that everything changed.

For him, Liufeng Yueling is everything!

Looking back on that day, he only hated that he didn't have the courage to stand up and face all this, and he even felt that he caused all this. The thought was like a sharp blade, piercing into his body, deep into the bone marrow, flowing with the blood, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Su Yuan looked at the sky, and there was only sadness in his eyes.

He knew that only with great strength could he protect her.

But he doesn't know what kind of power he must have to transcend the arrangement of fate if this is his fate, the fate of this era?

It wasn't until night fell that Su Yuan put away his emotions again and left, but he came to the top of Bi Feng, in this familiar place, which always allowed him to quickly calm down, put aside the chaos of his thoughts, and immerse himself in his own cultivation world.

He has always paid more attention to the cultivation of [Qi] between [Qi] and [Technique], because since he felt the power between heaven and earth that overrides everything, he feels that [Qi] is not only the foundation of a martial artist's power, but also a way to explore the power of heaven and earth.

Techniques, on the other hand, are the use of power, but they are often used to destroy and kill.

In his consciousness, there are familiar scenes, but he will not feel the slightest boredom, because these scenes are not only wonderful, but also changing every moment, every slight change is caused by the change of power, in these countless changes is the result of the interaction and change of various forces, the higher the realm, the more you see, but because of this, many warriors are easily lost in it, even if they have been enlightened for a hundred years, the realm is still stagnant.

Su Yuan was carefully comprehending the world in his consciousness, his consciousness had been stretched to the extreme, and there was still an invisible screen wall blocking him around him, but he was not in a hurry to break through it. He stared at a leaf in his consciousness at this time, there was a dew drop hanging on the leaf, the fog in the mountain was moist, and the dew was getting heavier and heavier, dripping from the leaf, Su Yuan's mind moved, and the dew suddenly fell apart, as if there was a force in the explosion inside, Su Yuan was overjoyed, looking for the next target, and practiced so repeatedly, until later, as long as his consciousness moved, the dew suddenly exploded into a mist to be satisfied.

After such repeated cultivation, Su Yuan could feel that his breath was more condensed, and his control of [qi] became more and more proficient, and it was also thanks to the battle with Langhua, although it was difficult to defeat, but it also helped him very much, and it can be said that his control of his breath has improved to a higher level. However, it was also because Langhua had not been in the Xuan Realm for a long time, and his use of breath had not yet reached the extreme, so that Su Yuan had the ability to compete with him.

After a small achievement, Su Yuan continued to cultivate, this time his way was no longer a single dewdrop, whether it was flowers or leaves, it became his target, only to see that in his consciousness, a wild grass suddenly exploded, or the branches and leaves on a tree suddenly broke and fell.

Su Yuan was immersed in the practice of qi and never got tired of it, but it was also very draining to mobilize his consciousness with all his strength, and when he felt that his mind was completely exhausted, he finally woke up, and his pale face revealed that he was tired and haggard, as if he had experienced a bitter battle of life and death.

Then he began to meditate and recuperate, and when his body was at its best again, he entered the world of consciousness again, but he did not continue to "destroy" the flowers and trees. He extended his consciousness to the bottom of the screen wall, concentrating and calming, his breath was boiling, his breath suddenly turned up a huge wave, a huge wave with a huge force hit the screen wall blocking the front, Su Yuan only felt a loud noise explode in his head, shaking his blood surged, but he didn't care about these details, at this time he was already looking at the screen wall with all his heart, but there was no expected scene, his full force just now didn't seem to have any impact on the screen wall, the screen wall did not appear any abnormality, and his consciousness was still firmly surrounded by it。

Su Yuan adjusted his mind, and after his consciousness stabilized, he launched an attack again, and the waves hit the screen wall one after another, but the screen wall was unusually firm, and there seemed to be some kind of magical power, which bounced back all the huge waves that slapped on it with greater force, and those returning forces also hit Su Yuan's body, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted.

Time passed quickly, and he didn't know how many times he tried, until Su Yuan could no longer withstand the power of those returns, and the qi and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, his consciousness fell into chaos, and the breath also rushed into his body in a disorderly manner, causing his injuries to worsen.

The disorder of consciousness and breath dragged Su Yuan into the darkness, he knew that he was in an extremely dangerous moment, he tried to maintain a trace of clarity, guiding his consciousness to gradually calm down, and his breath was slowly calming down, and when his body returned to the right track, Su Yuan was already soaked in cold sweat.

He didn't expect that this time it would be so dangerous, and he almost lost it. And it can be seen from this that this screen wall not only blocked him, but also blocked the path of countless martial artists to the Xuan Realm.

Fortunately, he was tenacious and had saved him in many times of crisis, but he didn't think that it was precisely because of this that he was in danger many times.

Su Yuan knew that his current state was no longer able to continue cultivating, and he needed to adjust his body and mind for a while, so he spent more than ten days concentrating on studying in the Sixfold Heavenly Pavilion, and the other disciples thought that he had finally settled down, especially the disciples of the first three layers of the Sevenfold Heavenly Pavilion were relieved, because although Langhua had been defeated by Gu Yan of the fourth layer before, they had all defeated them, and since Su Yuan could defeat Langhua, he would naturally be able to defeat them.

At this time, there were only two months left before the sect competition, and the disciples who were expected to participate were preparing for the biennial competition, and although they longed for the ranking in the competition, for most of the young disciples who were full of enthusiasm, it was enough to show their skills in front of all their fellow disciples and the elders of the Five Peaks.

However, at this time, there was news that Su Yuan challenged the Sevenfold Heavenly Pavilion, and on that day, Su Yuan easily defeated the disciple on the first floor.

For a while, the disciples' discussion of Su Yuan even exceeded the attention of the sect competition, but it was nothing more than about Su Yuan becoming the youngest disciple of the Sevenfold Heavenly Pavilion in history, and who could stop Su Yuan's winning streak.

On the contrary, Su Yuan didn't care about this, and after three days, Su Yuan defeated the second-layer disciple again, and now everyone knew that the third-layer disciple would definitely not be able to stop Su Yuan from continuing to climb.

However, on the day of the battle, the battle between the two lasted for most of the day, and unexpectedly, the scene has always been evenly matched, no one has been able to take any advantage, the other disciples all guessed that the disciples of the third layer lost to Langhua after hard training, so the strength has increased, but Su Yuan understands that this is not the case, the opponent has reached the peak of the late stage of the Feather Realm in terms of qi training and martial arts, and is a very strong opponent, Su Yuan does not have Langhua's unique aura suppression attack means, so the two will form a situation where it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat。

However, Su Yuan's control and use of [Qi] was more comfortable, while his opponent was better in terms of [Technique]. Therefore, Su Yuan's body was full of large and small injuries, but it was not a broken muscle, although the opponent's injuries were lighter than Su Yuan's, but his breath was already a little weakened.

The final result was unexpected, the disciple of the third layer actually took the initiative to admit defeat, he said, if this battle continues, it will definitely lose both, and he can't affect the feelings of the same sect and the sect competition in two months later for the sake of winning or losing for a while, so he is willing to lose.

The reason he gave was convincing, and he was also admired by the disciples, but on the contrary, everyone thought that Su Yuan was just a person who won and lost, and there was a hint of disdain in their eyes when they looked at Su Yuan.

But no one cared about the fear that the disciple showed when he saw that Su Yuan was still imposing, the twinkle in his eyes, did he really think so?