The green vines on the wall sprouted, the breeze blows, and the weeds in the courtyard sway gently.

In the Floating Cloud Pavilion, a sound sounded, and it was much quieter in an instant, no one spoke, and their eyes looked at Mo Yulin and the white-haired old man.

"Ahh , drunken wine is really a hundred years of drinking!"

I saw the old man casually smashing the wine jar on the ground, the wine was drunk cleanly, there were only broken fragments on the ground, and the old man looked up, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. And this smile was not restrained by the convergence of eyes, the old man was so casual, which made Ling Xuan moved.

That's what the master should be!

Mo Yulin on the side looked at the old man and said, "Senior Tong, I brought three children today, maybe I won't disappoint you." ”

"Oh, yes, the old man is very curious!"

The old man's face calmed down, and he returned to the rocking chair and lay down. looked at Ling Xuan and the three of them, and said, "Just these three dolls?"

Mo Yulin didn't speak, and nodded.

Mo Yulin beckoned to Ling Xuan and the others, and Ling Xuan and the three of them walked over. Coming to the old man, Ling Xuan didn't know why, so he glanced at Mo Yulin.

"Uncle Mo, this is ......"

Mo Yulin said: "This is the Shura Field I am talking about, called Fuyun Pavilion, and this is the person in charge of Fuyun Pavilion. ”

Hearing this, Ling Xuan did not speak, but his gaze was once again projected on the white-haired old man, and at the same time, the old man was also staring at Ling Xuan. Ling Xuan arched his hand and said, "Seniors are good, junior Lin Xuan." ”

Ling Xuan knew that although this place was shabby and even dilapidated on the surface, it was obviously not easy to have such a master in such a place, especially this white-haired old man who was deeply hidden.

It's hard to guess!

Mo Yu was not as careful as Ling Xuan, and pointed around and asked, "This is the Shura Field?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Yulin frowned, and glanced at the old man, it seemed that Mo Yulin respected the old man very much, or rather, he was afraid.

The old man smiled faintly, ignoring Mo Yu's words, his gaze still did not leave Ling Xuan, and said, "Tell me how it is here?"

Ling Xuan said lightly: "The existence of the Floating Cloud Pavilion naturally has its reasons, otherwise it would not have existed for so long, besides, the seniors sitting here already explain everything." ”

Hearing Ling Xuan's faint words, the old man laughed out loud, "Your doll is a bit interesting." ”

The old man stood up, put his hands behind him, moved to the side, and looked up at the sky.

The white clouds are long, and the breeze is still there.

The old man turned around and said slowly: "Fuyun Pavilion, it was a major signboard of the Holy Heaven City in its heyday, and at that time, there was no such thing as the current Supreme and Optimus. It's just that everything changed later, and the Floating Cloud Pavilion gradually fell. ”

The old man let out a long sigh, his tone full of nostalgia and regret.

Ling Xuan asked, "Then why did the Floating Cloud Pavilion decay?"

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed, shook his head lightly, and walked in front of Ling Xuan. Looking at the three of them, they were silent for a while, and then said: "Although the Floating Cloud Pavilion is in decay, the cultivation resources are still preserved, since the three of you have decided to come here to practice, then stay here, there are no requirements here." But ......"

The old man didn't finish his words, but walked towards Mo Yu, "Doll, stretch out your hand." ”

When Mo Yu heard this, he was a little dazed, so he glanced at Mo Yulin, Mo Yulin nodded, and Mo Yu stretched out his arm.

The old man grabbed Mo Yu's wrist, as if he was looking at the pulse, only to see the old man close his eyes, and after a while, he opened them and walked in front of Mo Lian with a smile, the same movement, the same smile.

Then he came to Ling Xuan's face, staring at Ling Xuan for a while, Ling Xuan stretched out his hand, and the old man grabbed Ling Xuan's wrist and closed his eyes.

After a moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Ling Xuan with deep meaning, his eyebrows tightened, but the old man's broken hair covered it, and Ling Xuan did not notice this subtle change.

The old man let go of Ling Xuan's hand, smiled, and said, "Little doll, it's really interesting. ”

Ling Xuan didn't know what the old man meant by this sentence, so he frowned and stared at the old man.

At this time, Mo Yulin spoke: "In this way, Senior Tong, then I will go back first, Yu'er, Lian'er, and Lin Xuan, for the rest of the day, you will practice here!"

Hearing what Mo Yulin said, Mo Yu wanted to say something, but when he caught a glimpse of Mo Yulin's eyes, he wanted to speak again.

After saying that, Mo Yulin left.

.........

In the afternoon, Ling Xuan stayed in the Floating Cloud Pavilion and practiced, it was very clean here, there was no noise to interfere, Ling Xuan quickly calmed down.

The white-haired old man ignored Ling Xuan and the others, and lay leisurely on the rocking chair, his eyes closed, looking asleep.

Seeing Ling Xuan again, Ah Wolf originally had a lot to say, but when he saw Ling Xuan sitting with his eyes closed, so serious, he didn't step forward to disturb, and then entered his own cultivation.

Ling Xuan drew spiritual energy into the veins, entered the dantian along the meridians, and surrounded the pulse points, and the pulse points flashed with spiritual light, like moonlight, illuminating the entire dantian.

As the aura slowly inhaled, a ring gradually flashed faintly around the pulse point, this was the pulse ring, but Ling Xuan didn't plan to break through, and it was impossible to break through, he just wanted to stabilize the pulse point and stabilize the dantian.

Step by step, steady and steady, step by step is the king of the path of cultivation, Ling Xuan knows that being in a hurry is the biggest taboo.

Little by little...

Ling Xuan could clearly feel that as the aura continued to enter, that demonic qi was also about to move, and the more the aura entered, the more agitated that demonic qi became.

Ling Xuan didn't dare to touch this demonic qi, and every time the aura entered, he had to suppress it with all his might. In addition, the electric light in the dantian flashed one after another, and there was a huge amount of energy in it.

Seeing this, Ling Xuan seemed to think of something.

I saw Ling Xuan's hand on his lap, which moved at this time, his hands moved to his chest, ten each, separated for a moment, and then, Ling Xuan absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, transformed into a part of his body, and exerted force from the palm of his hand, at this time, there was also a faint flash of electric light in the palm.

What Ling Xuan was cultivating was the Heavenly Thunder Technique.

After the last time, Ling Xuan knew that the words of the memory in his mind were the Heavenly Thunder Technique, a kind of exercise, and the origin of this exercise must be related to the guidance of the White Deer and the Heavenly Thunder that night, what it was, Ling Xuan didn't know.

But Ling Xuan knew that this was his own chance, and it was also his own opportunity.

The palm of his hand could not be gathered into electric thunder, Ling Xuan was a little disappointed in his heart, he understood that his current self, the realm was too low, he could not gather into thunder at all, and he could not exert the power of the Heavenly Thunder Technique.

"Heavenly Thunder Jue: The first type, leading the heavenly thunder, at a glance. ”

"Thunder is the power of heaven and earth, and the aura of heaven and earth gathers to form thunder, which is heavenly thunder. Move the power of heaven and earth with your own strength, that is, for creation, lead the thunder of the sky, and the thunder of the sky will appear in an instant. The key point of the introduction of the thunder is the word "introduction", which is the key to the first type. ”

But how to lead it?

.........

Words kept appearing in Ling Xuan's mind, and along with these words, Ling Xuan comprehended over and over again, transforming the aura into thunder and lightning over and over again, but the thunder and lightning always existed for a while and then disappeared.

Why can't thunder and lightning last long?

What's wrong?

Could it be that with my current realm, it is impossible to gather into thunder at all?

These questions, Ling Xuan asked himself over and over again in his heart.

......

Time passed like this, and Ling Xuan's eyes were closed in the afternoon.

The sun was setting in the west, and the light was fading and not so dazzling.

When Ling Xuan opened his eyes, it was already dusk, and only afterglow was left in the west, half of the sky was red.

It's not too early, it's time to go back.