The cave was gone, and Su Changtian was cultivating in it, and he didn't know how long it had been, but he had roughly estimated it, and it was not yet time for the primary election of the Beiwu Academy.

It didn't seem to be as easy as he imagined to comprehend the golden-veined martial arts, and after a few ponders, he still didn't quite understand the concept in between.

"This martial art is a bit like that white mist, ethereal..."

After reading for a long time, Su Changtian still seemed to understand something, and he couldn't help but blame the introduction in this martial art, why not be more detailed, but complaining was complaining, and no one responded.

"First of all, ethereal self-force..."

Su Changtian spread his hands, this sentence sounded very difficult to figure out, and the spiritual sea seeped into it again to find out, but no matter what, he was still in that state of confusion at the moment.

"What is ethereal...."

The palm of his hand did not move away from the scroll, Su Changtian muttered to himself in a daze, vaguely recalling the situation of sinking into the white mist at that time, but no matter how he thought about it, he always seemed to feel a little trance.

Just as he was in his trance, a white mist actually flowed out of the scroll in his palm, and this scene was exactly the same as the picture at that time.

His eyes were fixed on this curling white mist, and it didn't take long for him to be completely shrouded in the white mist at this moment, all of which was no different from the scene at that time.

Footsteps, in this white mist, he met some people, some things, but he knew in his heart that in this secluded and uninhabited valley, everything that appeared in his vision was an illusion.

Even though he saw through the white fog, he was still in a trance, and as long as he was in the middle of it, he couldn't maintain absolute calm in his heart.

The palm of the hand touched the white mist, which seemed to be far and near, but in fact it was an illusion in the field of vision, under the chaos of light and intricate refraction, everything in the eyes was not so credible.

In that case, simply close your eyes.

Su Changtian slowly closed his eyes, calmed down, and suddenly felt smart, as if he was not so dizzy.

The palm of his hand grasped the white mist in the air, which was no longer ambiguous before, and now seemed to be able to grasp it, saying that it was a gas, but more like an energy.

He opened his mouth and swallowed hard, and in this mouthful, he swallowed a lot of white mist into his body, and this large amount of white mist followed Su Changtian's martial veins, and finally flowed into his martial core, and stored it in the martial core, as if it had become a kind of thing in his body.

Over time, he also got used to this feeling a little bit.

"Is that what the scroll is all about? Sure enough, there's something. ”

The corners of Su Changtian's mouth grinned, his eyes opened directly, and he snorted, inhaling the white mist in front of him into his body.

In just a few minutes, the loud white mist just now poured into Su Changtian's body at this moment, and this scene was extremely strange.

"That's what happened. ”

Su Changtian closed this scroll of golden-veined martial arts, and finally loaded it into his spiritual sea, and stagnated at the last wisp of snort, at this time, there was no white mist in front of him at all, because he knew that all this was hidden in his body.

And all the mysteries of this martial art were all mastered by him just now.

Looking at this valley where there is no light of day, it has been a long time, and it must have been a long time.

"Looks like it's time to leave. ”

Su Changtian kicked his footsteps, and his body shot out directly, rushing towards the fire curtain, and the scorching temperature on it was no longer enough to make Su Changtian afraid, because the current origin flow flame in his body was much hotter than this fire curtain.

An arm passed through, and in the blink of an eye, Su Changtian's whole person walked out of the fire curtain, looking at the scattered crowd around him, his eyes were dim.

"Is there really a divine soldier in there?"

"Hero, do you know what's going on?"

Su Changtian indifferently watched every figure around him, most of the scattered cultivators were still reluctant to leave, they obviously didn't want to run in vain, although Su Changtian wanted to tell them that the Martial King Ruins were over.

"What nonsense are you talking about with him, just catch him quickly. ”

A voice sounded, Su Changtian looked at the past, under his cold eyes, the man trembled a little, and after half a sound, he cast a stunned gaze, Su Changtian also lost his mind slightly, the man who spoke just now was the person named Fang Qin who he met in the big palace before.

However, even if he recognized Su Changtian, that Fang Qin was carried away by the divine soldiers at this time, and he still did not restrain himself.

"Divine soldiers, at ease in people's hearts. ”

Su Changtian said lightly, before everyone could come back to their senses, the figure of the young man appeared directly in front of Fang Qin, and with just one punch, the entire square fell into a dead silence.

The shattered walls, the hastily figures trapped in them, covered in wounds and bleeding.

Su Changtian was not shocked by the power of his punch, and at the moment, even a Xuanwu Master was in front of him, and he was not qualified to connect to the next move.

"If there are still people who don't have long eyes who want to ask me about the Divine Soldiers, I will tell them one by one. ”

Su Changtian walked towards the outside of the square, without looking back, and without superfluous movements, at this time he had a feeling of being reborn, and his body was full of strength.

When he first came to Luobei City, he couldn't have imagined that he would have this kind of power now, and with his current strength, many things that he couldn't imagine before could be easily done.

Even if it is the primary election quota of the Northern Martial Academy, there will always be a day when he will bow to him.

The body levitated, and a streamer of light burst out from the ruins of the Martial King, feeling a few breaths entrenched in the sky, and it seemed that he didn't feel the breath of Luo Jingnian and the others.

"It seems that more than a month has passed since I entered the fire curtain. ”

Su Changtian was full of emotion, Luo Jingnian and a few people were not here, it should be at the Yunling Inn, even if more than a month had passed, he believed that Luo Jingnian and them would not leave without saying a word.

Then the next thing is to pick up the little pterodactyl.

Su Changtian paused, and then his body turned into a streamer and rushed to the sky, at this time his speed was much higher than when he came, and in that streamer, there was also some smell of thunder and flowing flames.

Although he did not win the Liuyan Sun-Chasing Bow during this trip to the Wuwang Ruins, he mastered the origin Liuyan, and the movements of the Liuyan Sun-Chasing Bow were also clearly understood by him.

The King of Liuyan once mentioned that the last time the Liuyan Bow was counterdevoured was five years ago, and once it was counterdevoured, it would take ten years to be able to regain it, so the next five years gave Su Changtian a chance to grow.