When the morning breeze came to the door of the main hall on the top of the mountain, the shock on his face became stronger.

The three-storey hall is magnificent, jeweled, and the top of the vermilion lacquer gate hangs a black golden silk nanmu plaque, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances on it and inscribes three big characters "Ask the Dao Palace".

Chenfeng first stood in place and looked at it for a long time, but unfortunately he couldn't see any clues, and then leaned on the door and listened, and there was not the slightest sound in the hall, and finally Chenfeng looked back at the road when he came, and after making up his mind, he carefully pushed the vermilion lacquer door with both hands.

With a "squeak", the door slowly opened. This made Chenfeng a little surprised, he didn't expect to open this door so easily, originally he just had the idea of giving it a try, but he never thought that under this gentle push, the vermilion lacquer door would be opened so easily.

As the morning breeze pushed open this long-sealed door, the sunlight shone through the gaps, and the entire second floor of Yunshan was rumbling everywhere.

Chenfeng didn't care about the changes on the second floor of Yunshan, and hurriedly flicked away the dust flying in front of him with his hand, and poked his head into the main hall cautiously.

The hall is quiet and peaceful, different from the magnificent appearance, the furnishings in the hall are simple and simple, a screen in the field of vision catches people's eyeballs, on which a towering ancient tree is painted, the branches are luxuriant, there are unknown birds and birds perched among the branches.

The screen divides the main hall into two parts, the front and the back, and the front hall is seen when the morning breeze pushes the door. The three futons in front of the screen, placed in the shape of finished characters, are facing the morning breeze that has just stepped in. There was a row of bookshelves on each side, but they were empty, only a thick cloud of dust.

The floor of the main hall is paved with bluestone slabs, and from the entrance of the main hall to the position of the three futons is a straight path dotted with pebbles the size of a thumb, allowing only one person to pass through.

On both sides of the path, there are ten white jade pillars more than three feet high, on which the night pearl the size of the morning wind's head is quietly displayed, but at this moment it is daylight, and its brilliance is not visible.

The morning breeze slowly walked down the path to the futon under the screen, and there was nothing unusual all the way. Looking up at the erected screen, I found that in addition to the towering ancient trees and birds, there are many small characters on the screen, which are round and full, and the colors are different, including cyan, white, and gold.

Amazingly, these small characters seem to be alive, flying and spinning on the whole screen, some burrow into the ground, some fly around the ancient wood, and some drill into the torso of the ancient tree.

"Love, withering, small, connected..."Morrowind carefully recognized the many small words flying on the screen, not knowing their meaning. After staring at it for a while, Morrowind found that there was still a difference between these words, the golden words flew the fastest, and most of the ones that drilled into the torso of the ancient wood were also golden, followed by cyan.

Standing in front of the screen, after looking at it for nearly an hour, Chenfeng shook his head in disappointment, not finding any pattern, not even the slightest clue.

"Could it be that what is hidden in the three-color small characters is the Qi Cultivation Decision?" Chen Feng can only guess like this, but even if this is the case, those small characters are chaotic and disorderly, how many kinds of Qi training techniques are there when combined? Chen Feng knows the secret books of the exercises, and he does not dare to combine them casually and take them out of context.

Raising his eyes and looking around, there was nothing strange about it, and Morrowind sat on the futon at the front. The slightest cool breath came from the futon, so that the tired and irritable morning breeze gradually regained its peace, but at this moment, the morning breeze focused on the screen in front of him and didn't realize it, he still held his chin with one hand, looking at the small words flying on the screen in a daze.

Morrowind first thought of the four stone tablets and the words on them that he met along the way, then thought of Lian Chengyu's usual teachings, then thought of the anecdotes he had seen in books, then thought of the gentle and quiet portrait woman on the third floor of the Tibetan Fire Tower, and finally thought of how he longed for the outside world.

Muddy, Chenfeng felt that he was in a state of sleep, waking up and waking up, he closed his eyes and "saw" that he was sitting on a futon, the deserted hall was silent, and the scenery on the screen was still the same.

At a certain moment, when the cranky Chenfeng remembered to enter the main hall and saw the three big characters of "Ask Dao Palace" with three dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be a little off, how could he be distracted at this time and think about some mess?

Shaking his head vigorously, the morning breeze forcibly woke up from this state, and found that he was distracted at the moment, and he was busy sitting upright, silently operating the turtle breath and breathing method to calm his breath.

Morrowind was immersed in the world of self-visibility, and only felt that after adjusting his mentality, the operation of his breath seemed to be much smoother than before.

After a week of running the magic trick, Chenfeng opened his eyes, and was about to get up when he was surprised to see that the small characters that were originally flying on the screen were also flying out of the screen at this moment, and they were arranged in the air according to different colors very regularly.

After half a pillar of incense, under the stunned gaze of the morning wind, the three texts were suspended in the air, sparkling and full of spirituality. The three texts are gold, blue, and white, which are composed of the small three-color characters in the previous screen.

"Pupil technique, condensing Hongmeng, washing the spiritual eye. Break the void and shatter time and space. Ferry back, palm yin and yang. In the morning, yang energy enters the five internal organs and vigorous energy fills the six internal organs. Suck the sunrise Hongmeng through a hundred and eight air pockets, and choose purple gas to the bottom of the eyes. It is to repeat day by day, not to be abandoned, to be eternal, unpredictable......"

This text composed of small golden characters turned out to be a pupil magic technique, and Chenfeng stared at the golden words hanging in the air, and he was a little stupid to read word by word.

Regarding this pupil technique, it is difficult for Morrowind to distinguish its gold content, if it is really as mentioned above, it can shatter time and space, illusion, can fly to reincarnation, and the yin and yang of the palm, then it is really unpredictable. Coupled with the fact that this method was composed of the rarest number of small golden characters, Chenfeng was breathing a little rapidly while reciting his memory in a hurry.

The golden spell seemed to have a spirituality, and after the morning breeze had memorized it completely, it gently dissolved into nothingness like smoke, as if it had never appeared.

Morrowind didn't care about delving into the subtleties, but just glanced at the screen in a hurry, then moved his gaze to the cyan subtitles next to him, and looked at it seriously again.

"Hongmeng cultivates qi, seeks Hongmeng, accumulates, raises, and practices. The pinnacle of qi training, its righteousness is self-evident. At the beginning, Hongmeng traveled all over the body, and the more acupoints, meridians, and physical body, the more the better. In the dantian, collect the good, do not force, and condense in the dantian. In the end, the dantian came out, and the twelve caves of Jinghegu, Shaoshang, Shenmen, Neiguan, Houxi, Tanzhong, Zhongguan, Sanli, Yanglingquan, Fenglong, Chengshan, and Taichong came from the east, and the purple qi came from the east ......"

This article composed of small cyan characters is a practice of qi decision, which is the original purpose of Chenfeng's trip. Resisting the urge to scream, Morrowind hurriedly refocused on his memory.

Compared with the boasting of the pupil technique, this cyan Qi Cultivation Decision is much more low-key, although the words between the lines reflect that it is very different from the ordinary Qi Practice, but the words are subtle and euphemistic, which makes Chenfeng can't help but think of Lian Chengyulai.

So, in the cold hall, the little boy looked at the cyan subtitles hanging in the air, while trying to memorize by rote, and occasionally the corners of his mouth would set off a slight arc.

After another half-pillar of incense, after Chenfeng was familiar with the practice of qi, when he set his eyes on the last subtitle composed of milky white small characters, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Hongmeng body refining, only suitable for body refiners, does not coexist with other body refining exercises, Qi practitioners touch it and self-destruct, because those who do not understand the idea of body refining are destined to be hopeless and hopeless, and the younger generations practice Qi in the people, do not exceed the ......"

Chenfeng looked at the body refining method composed of milky white words, and was a little disappointed, but he was immediately relieved, he had already obtained two valuable qi cultivation methods and pupil techniques, if he was obsessed, he would be insatiable.

Next, although this Fa must not be cultivated, Chenfeng still studied it carefully, this time it was pure and shattered with the mentality of appreciation, and also wrote it down by the way, he can't cultivate, but he can't give it away when he meets someone destined in the future.

Hongmeng refining body does have something unique, and Chenfeng also vaguely realized from this law decision why it can only be a simple body refining cultivation, unlike other body refining techniques that are five big and three thick, waist fat and round in the later stage, this Hongmeng refining body cultivation to the later stage of the body is like a ghost, turning reality into virtuality, including meridians, tricks, etc., it is also wonderful.

After a stick of incense, the milky white subtitles also disappeared and dispersed, and the hall returned to its original appearance, but at this moment the fire tree on the screen was still there, and the gold, blue, and white small characters flying around it were gone.

Morrowind approached the screen, and out of curiosity, he couldn't help but gently caress the swaying fire tree with his hand. Suddenly, there was a bang, and when the palm of Chenfeng's hand touched the fire tree, a suction force came from the screen, and Chenfeng's figure disappeared in the hall in an instant.

In an unknown space, Morrowind appeared and looked up at the fire tree in front of him, and Morrowind frowned.

It's not an illusion, it's not a dream, the morning breeze tells itself, because at the moment the fire tree is swaying, there is no wind automatically, the leaves are chirping, the birds are chirping, and the morning breeze can hear it clearly.

It's a barren, lifeless place.

There is an endless desert at your feet, and the sky is also dusk overhead, only the fire trees in front of you are full of life, which looks quite unique.

At the same time, at the moment when the morning breeze disappeared in front of the screen, Lian Chengyu, who was lying in the weeds at the foot of the earth mountain, was startled, and a fierce man rose into the sky, looking at the earth mountain in front of him with a cloudy and uncertain expression.

Just now, the morning wind disappeared, and from the divine soul mark planted on the morning wind, Lian Chengyu clearly knew that the morning wind disappeared out of thin air in an instant.

"The big magic circle, the small space, there shouldn't be here, what's going on?" Lian Chengyu looked at the earth mountain in front of him, his expression was cloudy, and he was a little hesitant, as if he was afraid of this inconspicuous earth mountain, and did not dare to set foot easily.