Ling Feng immediately reined in his mind and began to comprehend the essence of the countless primordial techniques in his mind.

As time passed, he began to use his hands and feet at the same time, practicing the true meaning of the meta-technique that he had an epiphanie.

However, what made Ling Feng strange was that whenever he practiced the comprehended Yuan Technique, he would forget some of the subtle key points.

Ling Feng naturally wouldn't give up on this, he was still unwilling to rehearse the few Yuan Techniques that were left in his mind again.

With the practice again and again, finally, he completely forgot all about the Yuan Technique in his mind, and even he had a feeling that he had never seen it at all.

Coacervation!

Burst!

At this moment, countless Yuan Techniques began to disintegrate inch by inch from this process, and finally left nothing at all, turning into nothingness.

The speed of Ling Feng's heartbeat, who closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, was like nothing, and the breath of his whole body changed slightly.

The vulgarity in his body faded, the lead was washed away, and the whole person was reborn, and the breath was light and clear, without a little sharpness, like a pool of spring water, a breeze, ethereal.

Finally......

Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes, flashing a look of enlightenment.

"Everything is the Dharma, so it is, so it is. ”

A flash of joy flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

At this moment, he recalled the low-star Yuan Technique that had been abandoned in the corner of his previous life, like a stack of bricks, and he really had a feeling of fusion.

"Thank you for the gift of your predecessors. ”

Ling Feng stared at the disappearing words on the icicles, and gave a sincere salute.

He knew that this Immortal Realm Venerable, who had left the inheritance in the Sevenfold Realm, had never fallen at all, and should really not be a person from the Dao Sect.

Otherwise, how could this inheritance have remained in the Wind and Snow Tower for so many years, how could no one be aware of it?

At this moment, he has learned to fuse any meta-technique, but with his ability, how many can he fuse, after all, he has not used it, and even he himself does not know.

Naturally, this place is not a place of trial, and he plans to practice his hands in the competition of the inner disciples to see how powerful it is.

Putting aside his distracting thoughts, Ling Feng took a deep breath and began to climb towards the eighth floor of the Wind and Snow Tower.

Because there were only three days left before the inner disciple competition, he had to find the Heavenly Frost Crystal, and after refining, he would force his cultivation to reach the ninth level of the Divine Bridge Realm.

The eighth layer did not have any strong will, and all that remained was the violent ice mist and the powerful physical pressure.

Because it was getting closer and closer to the Heavenly Frost Crystal, the space around Ling Feng at this moment almost condensed into ice, accompanied by the rolling wind, like a knife and a twist.

Despite being guarded by the Earth's Heart Fire, Ling Feng still climbed very hard, taking one step at a time.

There was a sense of oppression in the air, like thousands of troops rushing by, pressing Ling Feng's body to stagger, but he was still like a sea god needle, stubbornly crawling upward.

"Hey, there's someone on the eighth floor of the Snow Tower!"

At this moment, Ling Feng glanced around and found that there was still a freak above his head.

This was a young man about the same age as Ling Feng, with white clothes and blue hair, and his expression was like ice, he was lying on the groove of the iron pillar less than dozens of zhang away from Ling Feng, his body was shaky.

Endless ice swept towards the blue-haired boy, and at the moment when he was about to stab at his side, the boy's clothes suddenly rippled with a layer of cold light and the power of the blazing flames.

Judging by the breath, the blue-haired young man in front of him should not have broken through the realm of life and death, and he was the only person Ling Feng had seen in his life who could compare to himself.

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with the excitement of meeting his opponent, and he climbed extremely fast, passing by the blue-haired boy in an instant.

The blue-haired young man raised his head with difficulty and stared at Ling Feng who passed by, his indifferent eyes flashing with a hint of horror.

Although he couldn't feel Ling Feng's cultivation, with his clothes, this blue-haired young man could sense that Ling Feng's cultivation had definitely not reached the realm of life and death.

The blue-haired young man stared at Ling Feng's distant back, a monstrous comparison flashed in his eyes, and he used his limbs together, exerting his potential beyond ordinary people, and followed closely behind Ling Feng, trying to surpass him.

Ling Feng naturally wouldn't let him chase after him, pursed his mouth, bit it, and showed all his tricks.

The wind and snow around him are like knives, but they have become a test stone for the two.

The two of them reached the ninth floor of the Tower of Babel without any pause.

The moment he stepped onto the ninefold space, Ling Feng looked up and found that there were still seven or eight men and women standing at this small peak.

These people have a strong aura and a brilliant divine light, and they are all true disciples of the Ethereal Peak.

"Evil Idiot Brother......

These True Disciples of the Ethereal Peak originally thought that it would be the blue-haired young man who called the evil idiot, but when they saw Ling Feng at this moment, they couldn't help but be stunned.

At this moment, the disciple called the Evil Idiot also fell into the space of the ninth layer.

"What's your name?"

The young man called the evil idiot stared at Ling Feng, his eyes flashing with golden light, revealing a touch of anger.

How ......could he have lost, to a humble inner disciple?

"Ling Feng. ”

Ling Feng said succinctly.

Originally, there was no one on the ninth layer, and there were seven or eight disciples of the Life and Death Realm right now, so his plan to collect the Heavenly Frost Crystal seemed to be a little difficult.

"You're good, why don't you be my subordinate?"

The boy called the evil idiot said word by word.

"Sorry, no interest. ”

Ling Feng shook his head and looked at him coldly.

"Boy, although my evil idiot junior brother is cultivated in the Divine Bridge Realm, he is a peerless genius who ranks one hundred on the Dao list......"

A middle-aged true disciple of the Ethereal Peak shouted angrily: "He can look down on you and let you be his dog, it is the virtue accumulated by your ancestors, and it is a great honor for you." ”

"This Dao list is inevitably too much water, and a mere disciple of the Divine Bridge Realm Ninefold is qualified to enter it?"

Ling Fengpi said with a smile.

The Dao List is a single list of the strength of the young generation of the Daoist Sect, with a total of 100 places.

Ordinary disciples of the Life and Death Realm are not qualified to enter, not to mention this evil idiot who has cultivated in the Divine Bridge Realm at the moment?

Taking a step back, even if this evil idiot can cross a big realm and kill the true disciples who have just entered the realm of life and death, they are not eligible to be on the list, because there are not tens of thousands of true disciples of the Taoist Sect, but there are thousands, which round will get the evil idiot?

So Ling Feng asked with a hint of mockery in his words.

At the scene, seven or eight true disciples of the Ethereal Peak turned green.

In fact, it was also an accident for the evil idiot to enter the asking list.

Because a certain genius in the top three of the Dao list and the evil idiot are brothers, he opened the golden mouth, and wanted to let the evil idiot get on the list, and those geniuses at the bottom of the Dao list naturally did not dare to offend the giant sin and secretly kept his hand, so he was able to take the **** luck and enter this year's Dao list.