That night, when Chen Qingqing returned from the valley with a frown, Chen Feng was sitting under the eaves, holding the Heavenly Dao Bead in both hands and looking at it non-stop, looking like he couldn't put it down. It wasn't until Chen Qingqing approached that the morning breeze heard the sound that he woke up from his stupid contemplation.

"What are you smiling at?" Chen Qingqing felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the morning breeze, so he asked with a calm face. This is one of the few times that Chen Qingqing does not have a smile in the face of the morning breeze.

"What's wrong with you?" Noticing that Chen Qingqing was also different from the past, Chen Feng ignored Chen Qingqing's question, but asked directly.

"It's okay, something went wrong in my cultivation. Chen Qingqing didn't know if it was because of Chenfeng's concern for the first time, her tone was a lot more relaxed, and she said a little lazily, and then sat next to Chenfeng.

"Then you ask Uncle Lian, he just went out hunting, and he will be back later. Although Chen Qingqing's mood seemed to be much better, Chen Feng also knew that cultivation was no trivial matter, and only Lian Chengyu could solve this problem here, so he didn't ask too much.

"No, I don't. Unexpectedly, Chen Qingqing waved her hand lightly, and a smile appeared on her face: "It's my own reason, just adjust it." ”

"Oh!" Hearing Chen Qingqing say this, Chen Feng was a little helpless.

"What are you doing here? Do you want a flower to bloom on this string of beads?" Seeing that Chenfeng was silent, Chen Qingqing changed the topic, and he barely found a topic.

"This Heavenly Dao Bead is a good thing!" Speaking of the bead in his hand, Chenfeng immediately became interested. So without waiting for Chen Qingqing to ask, the morning breeze poured beans like beans, and talked about the origin of the Tiandao Bead and what happened this afternoon.

"How did you discover the key to that trick?" Chen Qingqing was also a little curious after listening to it, but the first question he asked seemed to be a little off-topic.

Chenfeng was stopped by Chen Qingqing's question, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he had to scratch his head and smile awkwardly, and replied: "How did you find out? I can't say this, but it doesn't seem to be difficult. ”

"Now that you have found the key, you must strike while the iron is hot and work hard!" Chen Qingqing did not dwell on Chenfeng's failure to answer his question, but smiled and encouraged Chenfeng.

"yes, I'm going to start tomorrow morning, hehe. Speaking of this, Chenfeng was even more excited, just like the original alchemy, at this moment, Chenfeng can't say why.

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Early in the morning, in the courtyard of a thatched house.

Morrowind finished the Sky Splitting Fist and Turtle Breath Breath Breath practice early, and stood with his eyes open, facing east, and his hands tied. Now that he knew that all Hongmeng exercises began with the search for Hongmeng, and that Hongmeng was the initial breath of the essence of the world, Chenfeng followed Lian Chengyu's advice and carefully observed the sunrise in the early morning, hoping to explore a trace of Hongmeng.

According to Lian Chengyu, if Hongmeng is a product of the first birth of heaven and earth, formless, colorless, and elusive, then the most similar to this generation condition is the daily sunrise in the east.

Because the moment of sunrise is, to a certain extent, also the beginning of the heavens and the earth, but the beginning of the day.

The temperature around him was decreasing, the humidity was increasing, and I don't know if it was an illusion, but the morning breeze felt that the darkness around him seemed to come alive and began to flow slowly.

Morrowind was preoccupied with any changes outside of his body, because the sunrise was really a momentary thing, and in order to gain something during this period, it was like taking advantage of the fire, and he had to pay full attention.

The wind rises, and the light comes, as if the breeze blew away the darkness and revealed the light that was originally hidden in the darkness. The temperature was lower, the air was more humid, and the morning breeze watched as the red sun jumped out of the ground in the distance.

Until the third pole of the sun, Chenfeng shook his head in disappointment, his eyes a little sour. The first day of cultivation, or the first observation, was fruitless.

It's not disheartened, but Chenfeng has some haze in his heart, not only because the first time he searched for Hongmeng to no avail, but more importantly, Chenfeng doesn't know where to start until now, even if he is ready to endure hardships, but in the end he finds that he can't even find a place to endure hardships, which makes Chenfeng feel a little powerful and have nowhere to go.

In the next few days, the morning breeze got up very early every day, until noon, the morning wind was trying to find the invisible Hongmeng that existed in the dark, but unfortunately it backfired, and after a few days, the morning breeze still found nothing.

Every afternoon, although Chenfeng still devoted himself to alchemy without distraction, I don't know if it was affected by the fruitlessness of seeking Hongmeng, and the success rate of Chenfeng alchemy dropped sharply.

This made Lian Chengyu, who was always watching but was also helpless, a little anxious. It doesn't matter if you delay a little time, the key is the mentality, if the mentality is affected by this, it will really outweigh the losses. Fortunately, Lian Chengyu saw that Chenfeng was full of fighting spirit every morning, so he was relieved.

During lunch that day, after experiencing failure as usual, Chenfeng suddenly said to Lian Chengyu while eating: "Uncle Lian, I want to go to Yunshan tomorrow." ”

"Well, when will you leave?" Lian Chengyu knew what Chenfeng was thinking, and there was no reason to refuse, nor did he ask for more, just nodded lightly.

"Tomorrow morning, before sunrise, to Tushan. "Morrowind seems to have a plan in mind.

"Good!"

"Hmm!"

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At midnight the next day, Chenfeng followed Lian Chengyu on the road to Yunshan. The two of them were silent one after the other, one deep and one shallow, silent.

"Nothing should be forced, let it be. The two came to the entrance of Yunshan with ease, and even Chengyu thought about it for a long time, and finally only held back this sentence.

In fact, Lian Chengyu felt guilty in his heart, as an elder, as a senior cultivator, he couldn't help a junior who was just learning and practicing qi, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Uncle Lian, aren't you going?" Morrowind was a little surprised.

"Everyone has their own fate, and it's not the first time, and there is no danger in it. Lian Chengyu shook his head, unable to see the expression on his face in the dark night.

"Your own path will eventually be your own!" Lian Chengyu finally added, which was meaningful.

Hearing Lian Chengyu say this, Chenfeng felt that it was very reasonable, and because of this sentence, he also stimulated his fighting spirit, so Chenfeng turned around, opened Yunshan, and walked into the dark passage.

After refining the body, Chenfeng walked in the passage into the mountain again, and felt obviously different. The steps are light, the heart is not distracted, and the morning breeze seems to be able to discern the only direction of progress in the boundless darkness.

Passing by the first floor that has changed greatly, Chenfeng is still a little emotional, and is very looking forward to the first floor in a few years, will it be restored as before? Under the Tibetan Fire Tower, Chenfeng was going to go upstairs to worship, but it was not too early, and there was still some way, so he confessed in his heart, and was ready to go to the second-story earth mountain first, and then come here after the work.

In the last teleportation formation in the main hall, he put four crystals that Lian Chengyu handed over to him in advance, and the white light lit up again, and in the blink of an eye, the morning wind was already on the second floor of Yunshan.

The entire second floor is the opposite of the life of the first floor, and I don't know if it's an illusion, Morrowind even feels that it is here again, and this place is even more barren than the last time. Ignoring these external matters, Chenfeng looked up at the sky and quickened his pace towards the dirt mountain.

Half an hour later, Morrowind stood on its feet, dumbfounded. At this moment, he should have reached the foot of the dirt mountain, but there was nothing in front of him, and no grass grew.

"Where did Tsuchiyama go?"

This is the only question and puzzle in the heart of the morning breeze coming to this place, facing this vast land. After wandering around the same place for a while, Morrowind confirmed that Tushan had disappeared, and confirmed that the time was almost up, and Morrowind no longer hesitated, so he practiced Sky Splitting Fist and Turtle Breath Spitting on the ruins of Tushan. Then stand quietly before sunrise and feel all the subtle changes.

This time, Morrowind was not disappointed. At the moment when the morning sun jumped out of the horizon, his body was shining again, the first and second stone tablets manifested from the heavenly beads, standing quietly, in the morning wind induction, the two stone tablets echoed with themselves and the infinite morning sun.

According to the excitement in the patience, Chenfeng silently recited the Hongmeng Qi cultivation method, feeling it more attentively, but this time more attention was paid to the changes between the stone tablet and the rising sun.

In the field of vision of the morning wind, the two stone tablets, which were originally cyan, were now covered with a thin white film of light on their surface as the sun gradually rose, almost transparent.

What surprised Chenfeng even more was that when he stared at the thin film of light like a cicada's wings, his eyes, which were originally a little sour because he was looking directly at the sun, became warm and cool.

"Is this Hongmeng? Isn't it formless and colorless?" Chenfeng's heart was pounding, seeing that the light around him was getting stronger and stronger, Chenfeng hurriedly tried to run the Hongmeng Pupil Spell, and Chenfeng was shocked to find that the white film wrapped around the stone wall seemed to be struggling gently, and he couldn't bear to leave.

And with the naked eye, there are white lines flying towards his eyes like hair, and the direction of his flight is the straight line between the two stone tablets and the sun.

Half an hour later, as the surrounding temperature rose, the white lines disappeared first, and the morning wind stopped the operation of the Hongmeng Pupil Technique, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the two stone tablets.

There was still a transparent white film on the stele, but as the stele became blurred, it became more difficult to find. Eventually, after a few breaths, the stele disappeared and everything returned to normal.

"It's really not easy, you!" Chen Feng looked at the Heavenly Dao Bead lying quietly on his wrist, and sighed faintly, the excitement in his tone was difficult to hide.

The Heavenly Dao Bead is not an extraordinary thing, this is what Chenfeng has known for a long time, but he didn't expect that it would have such a peculiar effect on Hongmeng's Qi training, which made Chenfeng overjoyed, and the previous depression was swept away, and he became full of confidence in his future cultivation again.