When Feng Ling'er arrived at the main hall square, looking at the past, there was a sea of people, and there were only a few hundred people closest to the front of the main hall, and there seemed to be a Fenshui Ridge in the back.

There was a crowd of people standing hundreds of meters apart, and there were nearly a thousand people, all of whom were Xuan-level realm martial artists.

There are even more later, there are about tens of thousands of people, basically all of them are outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples. Ages vary, ranging from five to hundreds of years old.

Some of the children showed a nervous expression, as if they were very excited and a little apprehensive, their innocent faces were crimson, their eyes were clear, and they were expecting something, and they seemed to be afraid that they would not be able to enter the doorway......

And most of the old people are full of energy, old and strong, and their hair is combed very carefully, without a trace of messiness. A small amount of silver strands of white hair are clearly visible among the black hair.

The face is covered with wrinkles, which zigzag up the corners of the forehead...... Leave a mark on the world...... In the slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of dark brown eyes quietly tell the vicissitudes of time.

Feng Ling'er stood in the distance and looked at it, and walked towards the place where the inner disciple stood.

Most of the inner disciples gathered in groups of three or five, and Feng Ling'er stood alone in the crowd, looking extremely incongruous.

Looking at the disciples around him who were talking and laughing, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look up again.

The rising morning sun shone on her, she shivered, the chill on the top of the mountain had not yet subsided, and even her beating heart seemed to slow down.

"Whew"!

A wolf howled in the sky, and everyone looked sideways, a wolf, as white as the moon, with its wings open, blocking the light of the morning sun, and the sunlight sprinkled on the silver-white wings, shining, as beautiful as an angel, but with a wolf body.

There was a commotion in the square at this time, and a martial artist next to him whispered: "It is our core disciple of Yunling Peak, Xie Yunfeng", which is his mount "Silver Moon Heavenly Wolf".

There was a female disciple's admiration in the crowd: "So handsome", her face flushed, her hands covered her mouth, and her whole body leaned forward slightly, as if waiting for Xie Yunfeng to come to her.

Next to her, a woman with a few freckles on her cheeks, asked, "Are you the one you mean? or a wolf?", with a mocking tone and a look of disdain.

The voice sounded again: "Du Shuai", with a look of adoration......

"Ahh

Ahead, Xie Yunfeng gently jumped off the wolf's back, and he saw a lonely shadow among the disciples of the Xuan Realm, as arrogant and cold as a holy lotus, standing there alone, looking extremely beautiful!

Her eyes were clear and flawless, and her face was calm, as if the commotion in the square had not affected her at all.

"Ahh The body was obviously too excited, and there was a slight trembling.

Yu'er stared at her like an idiot.

A sneer on his face!

How could Xie Yunfeng, the pride of the sky, fall in love with you, he is only fifteen years old, and his cultivation has reached the fourth star of the Earth Realm, and he is even the top ten core disciples in the Shenwu Sect.

Moreover, his background is quite amazing, he is the nephew of Xie Yufan, the peak master of Fire Spirit Peak, and he has all kinds of pills and spiritual treasures.

Xie Yunfeng walked next to the girl, did not stop, but continued to walk forward, not even glancing at the corner of his eye, Leng Junyi's shadow flashed......

The girl's whole body instantly softened at this time, and she let out a long breath, her feet seemed to be paralyzed, and she almost sat on the ground, her nervousness had not subsided, and the figure had ruthlessly walked away.

Fortunately, Yu'er beside her helped her, so as not to let her fall, otherwise this girl will make a big fool today.

Feng Ling'er finally felt that this person was coming at her, and her eyelashes like a feather fan were tapped, and there was no obvious abnormality on her face.

The man in front of him, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was dressed in a warrior's power suit, mighty, a glittering golden hairpin tied with long hair, delicate and heroic, medium stature, and the temperament overflowing on his face was very perfect.

The bridge of the nose is high, the lips are thin, the eyebrows are like green swords, and the smooth face is as hard and distinct as a carving, and the edges and corners are shapely and handsome.

Ling'er's face was full of surprise, who was this person and what was he going to do...

A magnetic voice rang out, and there was tenderness in his tone.

"Senior Sister Ling'er, why are you standing here, our position is over there", the man said as he pointed to the position in front of the hundreds of people.

The chatter around sounded again, most of the disciples in the square looked dazed, only a few people seemed to know the inside story, and said in a low voice: "She is the core disciple of the sect a few months ago, Feng Ling'er, who was exceptionally promoted."

There were hundreds of people in the front row, and a small number of them turned around and glanced at her, and when they saw her, they were surprised, so it was like this, they were all three stars in the Xuan Realm at a young age.

When Feng Ling'er heard Xie Yunfeng's words, she seemed to understand that the core disciples were in the front row, and there were only two small futons there, which should be prepared for them.

After half a column of incense.

A cloud of light and shadow appeared at the front of the square in an instant, sitting cross-legged on the largest futon.

The light and shadow slowly condensed, turning into a woman in green clothes, with a delicate melon seed face, willow leaf-like eyebrows, and a serious expression without any emotion!

Most of the disciples in the back don't understand at all, light and shadow can condense the human body, is it not a magic that can't be done.

Only a few hundred people in the front row knew that it was the incarnation of the Yuan God, which was equivalent to the real body. Imperial realm warriors are generally in retreat for many years, and on weekdays, it is only their primordial gods who walk outside.

A pleasant voice sounded in the square, no matter how far away she was, as if the preacher was in front of their ears.

"The wind is ever-changing, and when it is dull, it is like a breeze."

"When it is furious, it can strangle everything in the world."

"Wind warriors can cooperate with water warriors to form water waves, retreat can be defended, and advance can attack the enemy."

"It can also be formed with fire-based warriors......

"Of course, our understanding of the wind element is like this, but there is a race on the Nanlan Continent, they call themselves the Angel God Race, they worship the elements as gods, and believe that they are the messengers of the gods."

"They can summon wind elementals to form a variety of offensive methods, such as wind blades, wind arrows, tornadoes, and even various fierce birds from ancient times to attack the enemy."

"We use the True Yuan to imitate the Wind Blade, and they use a magic called magic to summon the Wind Blade, the world, and the road to different paths."

Five days later.

"Now you can raise your confusion about your own practice, and I will try my best to answer you." Cai Yue stopped teaching and began to answer the questions of his disciples.

Xie Yunfeng was the first to speak: "Master, I want to ask, is it our strength in controlling the elements with true yuan, or is it the strength of the Angel God Clan's summoning?"

There was silence in the square, because the question Xie Yunfeng asked was exactly what they were eager to know.

The woman in Tsing Yi fell into a brief silence, her willow eyebrows lying sideways like a crescent moon.

"In terms of a single attack, the use of elements by a warrior has a high attack, a high attack speed, and a stronger explosive power."

"However, the use of the elements by the Angelic Protoss is even more ever-changing, and they can unleash different elemental attacks each time they chant, and if they are protected by their teammates, what forbidden magic can easily destroy a secular city."

The young woman's answer made the people in the square noisy, and almost everyone talked non-stop.

"What can summon seven kinds of magic".

"What can easily destroy a city".

"What has such a teammate, isn't that invincible existence"?