Chapter 38: The Early Days

Under the organization of the Wind Wolf King, the wolves launched a second wave of attacks towards Zifeng in an orderly manner, just in an instant, Zifeng was overwhelmed by the dense attacks, at this time, the figure of the Wind Wolf in Zifeng's pupils was getting bigger and bigger, he had no way to retreat, between life and death, Zifeng's eyes became extraordinarily soft, since this life is hopeless, then come to a brilliant bloom......

The ink knife was carried behind him, looking up to the sky and howling, a whistle: the wind and clouds changed, the wind and clouds surged, the sky suddenly became dark, and the dry vitality suddenly seemed to be infused with a vast ocean, moistening and galloping. Charge, punch, the power of the three fists of the Burning Sky Fist superimposed, wild like an angry fire dragon, roaring angrily towards the wolves that pounced......

With one blow, a total of three batches of wolves were scattered by Zifeng's punch, the plasma was scattered, the wolf limbs were broken, and it was a mess. At this time, the new power has been exhausted, the old force has not continued, and the countless wind blades covering the sky on both sides have come to the front of him, Zifeng's body is tightly attached to the rock wall, and a picture flashes in front of him...

Until yesterday, that slender figure, Zifeng smiled, laughing so brilliantly, the sea of consciousness on the edge of his mind was tumbling at this time, converging, twisting into a sharp blade of nothingness, stabbing into the inside of the spirit.

The blade was inserted into an invisible wall, and a crack visible to the naked eye slowly appeared in Zifeng's mind like a spider's web, and with a low muffled sound, the crack finally cracked.

An ethereal music sounded, Zhihai suddenly calmed down, only to see a golden gate appear in the ocean, the gate slowly opened, the golden light was overflowing, and the golden viscous liquid slowly flowed out, gradually filling Zifeng's entire mind.

'Boom', an invisible strong wind blew on the field, the messy clothes on Zifeng's body bulged, and the wind blade that originally hit his body disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea, or was swallowed by Zifeng and lost his trace...

The bottom of the clear valley was now shrouded by an invisible coercion, and the fierce wind wolves huddled together tremblingly. The snow-white Wind Wolf King stared at Zifeng suspiciously, he was still small just now, but now he exuded a dangerous aura......

The majesty seemed to be getting more and more viscous, and all the wind wolves seemed to be stuck in the mud and couldn't move, and the wind wolf king at this time had no choice but to keep roaring and roaring in a low voice, like a scolding, and like comforting......

Zifeng was unaware of the outside world at this time, no sorrow or joy, a person seemed to be swimming on a barren ocean, surrounded by nothing but gold or gold, monotonous without the slightest variegation, Zifeng kept walking...... There is no direction, no end, nothing but yourself.

I don't know how far I walked, as if I was in a different world, Zifeng floated into the air, and saw that there was another self below, slowly trekking, sneaking towards the depths of my soul like a pilgrimage step by step. Suddenly a brilliant golden flame surged all around, and the flames grew bigger and bigger, and soon, there was only one place in the whole ocean where he stood, and the luster of water still floated.

Zifeng watched himself slowly drown in flames, starting from his feet to wander upwards, over his knees, waist, chest, and neck. Zifeng kept shouting at himself above, but his lower self didn't react until he sank into the raging flames.

Without warning, Zifeng in the air suddenly fell downward, a cluster of flames appeared in Xintian, a cluster of invisible flames, and the figure of Zhilan appeared in the flames, her cheeks, a smile, and a breath......

There were more and more flames, and they were like a prairie fire, covering the entire body. From a distance, Zifeng's whole body was wrapped in invisible flames, and he fell rapidly... Zifeng's brows were furrowed, when the first cluster of flames appeared, Zifeng felt a pain in his heart for no reason, and the pain in his bones tore Zifeng's sensitive nerves.

When the dense invisible flames drowned him, the expression on Zifeng's face was indescribably strange, and he kept smiling, and his face was surrounded by an indescribable pleasure.

He sat with Zhilan and watched the tide rise and rise, and the moon rose; all the people in Wujiazhuang returned to the clan, and his grandfather's meridians were also connected and regained his vitality......

Zifeng sank aimlessly, not knowing the danger at the moment. As everyone knows, because of these few days of spiritual stimulation, the spiritual power that originally touched the edge barrier of the spiritual realm in the early stage of the later stage broke through in one fell swoop in the fight with the wind wolves and entered the early stage of ascending to the hall.

There are four realms of spiritual cultivation: the first glimpse, the ascending to the hall, the entry into the room, and the channeling. The first glimpse is just a simple accumulation of spiritual power, which makes the sensory tube sharper, and when it reaches the realm of ascending to the hall, the spiritual power will show its edge, and it can carry out spiritual attacks. But before that, you have to go through the test of three feelings.

People have seven emotions, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love and evil desires, and in the early stage of the church, they have to go through the test of the emotion of 'joy', if they can't keep their hearts, they will be occupied by joy, and their mental power will be polluted, and they will go crazy and lose their surname.

And poor Zifeng didn't know anything about it, when Fu Lao left, he didn't expect Zifeng's spiritual power to advance so quickly, otherwise he would definitely explain this classification to Zifeng, is it going to end like this......

The expression on Zifeng's face was the same as always, but the color of the falling space beside him became more and more dim, Zifeng was intoxicated, not noticing the changes around him at all, the corners of his mouth were raised, as if he did not want to wake up from the dream, slowly, slowly, like a feather sinking into the eternal darkness, his eyes opened, as he fell, slowly closed......

In the eyes of the Wind Wolf King, Zifeng, who was standing with his eyes closed, was full of terrifying flames, the flames became more and more vigorous, the fire was monstrous, and when Zifeng was about to be engulfed in one fell swoop, the entire canyon stopped for a moment, and the birds fluttering their wings in the air, the fish jumping out of the water, and the falling leaves were all frozen for a while......

After that, there was a subtle gust of wind that could not be more subtle, and it rose, and the sky, the grass, the woods, the soil, the river, and the wolves, all the heaven and earth spiritual qi were stripped out, converging in one direction, condensing into raindrops, dripping on Zifeng's body full of flames......

It was dark all around, and Zifeng, who had no thinking, suddenly felt a cool drop on him, what is this? Zifeng echoed hard... For a long time, a word came to my mind: 'water', yes, it is the feeling of water, and there is wind, sunshine, soil, and the smell of forest. And where am I, I'm going out......

Like a lightning bolt in the night, the entire canopy was torn open, and an invisible wave came out from the sky into the distance, and Zifeng slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, far away in the air thousands of miles away from Qingyun Town, a group of neatly dressed people rode a huge bird. The middle-aged woman led by the leader said to an old man beside her: "What a strong mental fluctuation, this ...... Is it from Qingyun Town?"

"Don't be surprised, the master hermit, there are many hidden? Do you still underestimate this small place in Qingyun Town? Okay, let's concentrate on the road, let's go to Qingyun Sect first. The old man didn't say much, closed his eyes and continued to recuperate, only the woman still looked into the distance with a stern face.