Ling Yun sat on the stairs in front of the main hall, looking at the blue sky, and fell into deep thought.

The Sea of Clouds is a huge island in the endless sea area in the southeast corner of the Yunmeng Continent, which is completely natural, and hundreds of millions of creatures live on the island. Different from those small spatial worlds, the entire island of the Fan Cloud Sea is shrouded in a huge hidden magic circle, located in the center of the endless sea area, separated from the land of the Yunmeng Continent, and has been self-sufficient for generations.

Of course, where there are people, there are indispensable immortal cultivation sects, and one of them is Tianyun Pavilion.

Tianyun Pavilion is a great sect of immortal cultivation that has been inherited for thousands of years, and Ling Yun is the junior master of Tianyun Pavilion, the third son of the current pavilion master.

But as a young master, Ling Yun was completely judged to be an ethereal body when he was six years old, to put it bluntly, he couldn't condense spiritual energy in his body, and he had no chance to cultivate immortals in this life, so he could only be a mortal.

A few years after that. Ling Yun had a few more serious illnesses, and he relied on medicine to hang his life, so not only could he not cultivate immortals, but his physical strength was not as good as that of ordinary people, in this world where strength is respected, this is undoubtedly the most powerless situation.

Ling Yun is the young master of Tianyun Pavilion, even if he is ethereal, he still lives a life without food and clothing, although Ling Yun can't cultivate, but the huge Pavilion Yuntian Pavilion is nothing.

A magnificent bell rang in my ears. This is the bell of the beginning of Tianyun Pavilion's triennial genius competition, Ling Yun sat on the lowest floor of the steps, looking at the disciples who were hurrying by from the square not far away, he knew that today was the first day of Dabi, not only Tianyun Pavilion, but all the major sects of the sea of clouds would come to watch the ceremony one after another.

His Excellency Tianyun is divided into three halls, twelve sects, and forty-eight departments, with a total of millions of large and small affiliated sects, and it can be regarded as one of the best sects in this sea of clouds.

Tianyun Pavilion implements the system of the strong on the top, although many disciples die in accidents every year, but this is also the opportunity for those ordinary outer disciples and mortal disciples to be reborn.

Every time there is a big competition, almost all the outer disciples who are not over the age of thirty will participate. Through layers of screening, the top three hundred are selected and arranged into a genius list, and those who are in front of each list exam will have the opportunity to be accepted as disciples by the door master or hall master or even the elders.

"Young master is good" Occasionally, there will be passing disciples to say hello to Ling Yun sitting on the steps, sixteen-year-old Ling Yun has been weak and sickly since he was a child, his body is weak, but he is also beautiful, dressed in green clothes, Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world, he lives less on weekdays, and his temperament is relatively gentle, although he is the young master of Tianyun Pavilion, he is also approachable to these ordinary disciples.

The ordinary disciples of Tianyun Pavilion also knew that this young master could not cultivate, and most of them were slightly sympathetic, and they would shout at the young master when they encountered it.

But there are also a few people who feel that it is a burden for such a person to stay in Yuntian Pavilion, and the pills used on him every year are enough for many people to cultivate, so when they meet Ling Yun, they don't have a good face, and even some of them will be sarcastic.

But Ling Yun doesn't care about anything, what others say is not wrong, he is indeed a burden, if he wasn't born well, a person like himself might have died early.

"Xiaoyun, why are you sitting here, Dabi is about to start, don't you want to take a look?" , said that he walked down the stairs and thought that the man in silver armor was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with resolute edges and corners, masculine facial features, calm and arrogant, deep eyes, with a trace of blood, and the person who came was Ling Yun's eldest brother Ling Feng.

"Big brother, aren't you going to accompany your father, many of the heads of the major sects are here, why did you come here."

"Those old stubborns, how boring they are with them, they are all boasting to each other, I can't come," Ling Feng said with a wry smile.

Although Ling Yun is twelve years different from his eldest brother. But on weekdays, Ling Feng spoiled him the most, one year, the second ancestor of an elder family sarcastically insulted Ling Yun, Ling Feng learned that the next life was to beat him half to death, knelt in front of Ling Yun and apologized before he was willing to let go.

"Big brother, what are you cultivating for?" After being silent for a long time, Ling Yun suddenly asked

"Why, how do you say this, in order to become stronger, why do you ask this, don't you rest assured that Big Brother will definitely find a way to improve your ethereal body, three thousand years ago, the Heavenly Spirit Dao people of the Jade Void Sect were not also ethereal bodies, and later they could also cultivate, and finally they also cultivated to the Immortal Realm and ascended, although I don't know how he did it, but there is always hope, isn't it" Ling Feng looked at Ling Yun's beautiful face and said.

"Big brother, I don't care if I can cultivate anymore, I just don't understand why everyone has to cultivate, do people have to be so strong?"

"If you become stronger, you won't be able to protect your family, won't you" Ling Feng touched Ling Yun's head and said.

"Yes, sometimes I really envy my eldest brother, you are so powerful, I also want to be like you, I will not be bullied, and I can protect my family" Ling Yun said lightly.

"Let's go, the conference is about to start, let's go and see, we always have to go"

"Big brother, aren't you going to participate this year"?

"Haha, I won't participate this year, I have to leave some opportunities for others" Ling Feng has participated in the genius competition every time since he was sixteen years old, except for the second place when he was sixteen years old, he has been ranked first in the next few sessions, and he is also known as the strongest of the younger generation of Yuntian Pavilion.

Woo~~~Woo~~~Woo~~ The dull horn sounded slowly, "The Yuntian Pavilion Genius Contest has officially begun"

Because of the large number of people, the venue of the conference was divided into 300 venues, and everyone first conducted several primary selections according to the numbers drawn, and selected tens of thousands of people from each gate of the three halls were screened at one time.

The big competition lasts for more than a month, and most of the really exciting games are more than ten days later, but every time in the preliminary round, a few dark horses will more or less rush out to defeat the predecessors, adding a bit of excitement to the preliminary round.

"Father"

"Father," Ling Feng Lingyun said at the same time.

"I've seen all the sect masters" Looking at the sect masters of the major sects sitting around the viewing platform, Ling Yun Ling Feng lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Lord Ling Pavilion is really a blessing, in the past ten years, the eldest prince has been among the younger generation, but he has been able to beat the crowd and rank first, and it is possible to break through the gods in the future. The owner of the Spirit Sword Villa, Yue Wuya, said.

"It's a pity that the third prince can't practice, if he can find the method of the patriarch's continuation of the lineage, he can also tie the heart of the Ling Pavilion Master" It was the head of the Yuxu Sect who spoke, Yu Mingzi.

Ten years ago, when Ling Yun found the ethereal body, Ling Yitian had been to the Jade Void Gate, hoping to find the method of the continuation of the Heavenly Spirit Dao people, but Yu Mingzi's inquiry into the sect had no result. In the next few times, the Jade Void Sect had found two secret realms used by the Heavenly Spirit Dao people, but it also failed to find the dossier of the method of continuing the vein.

"If the predecessors have a heart, just follow the fate, and to this day, Yitian doesn't force it"

Compared to the sect masters of the various sects who came today, Ling Yitian was still a little young, and it was understandable to call him a senior.

Because fifty years ago, Ling Yun's grandfather stepped down as the pavilion master and handed it over to Ling Yitian, and cooperated with the powerhouses of the Fanyun Sea Digitization God Realm to go to the monster forest in the southern part of Fanyun Sea to seek opportunities.

The Demon Mist Forest is located in the southern part of Fanyun Sea, occupying tens of thousands of miles, accompanied by magic fog all year round, even if the monks with low cultivation are accidentally contaminated with a little fog while standing on the periphery, the light ones will lose their life span and greatly reduce their lifespan, and the heavy ones will turn into blood and water on the spot.

It is also known as the first forbidden place in the sea of clouds, but even so, it is also a place where many monks have repeatedly taken risks to explore, after all, danger and opportunity coexist, since ancient times, people who have been to the monster forest but who returned alive have broken through one after another, as for the reason, all people are not clear, because the memories of the experience there are all disappeared when they come out again.

"Feng'er, Yun'er, Wanqing is also going to participate in the big competition this year, and it has to start from the first exam, you see that it is in the No. 1 field" Ling Yitian said as he pointed to the No. 1 field in the distance. Ling Wanqing is Ling Yun's sister, who has just turned eighteen years old, inherited from her mother's special physique ice spirit body, when she was a child, she was accepted as a closed disciple by the Supreme Elder of Tianyun Pavilion who thought she was the main cultivator of ice spells, and now she has reached the Spirit Realm at a young age.

The realm of the monk is divided into ten layers, from the age of six to begin to gather the spirit into the body, if it succeeds, it is the spirit condensation realm, if it fails, an ethereal body like Ling Yun will not be able to condense spiritual power in his life, at most, he can only become a martial artist with a martial forging body, or just a mortal.

The realm of cultivation is followed by the realm of condensing the spirit is the realm of scattered spirits, the realm of agility, the realm of condensation, the realm of condensation, and then the realm of the gods, and the realm of the soul of the soul is finally the immortal, each realm is divided into four stages: before, during, and after, and consummation. Ascension to the Immortal Realm is the dream goal of countless monks, but there are very few ascendants, and on the Yunmeng Continent, it will take almost more than 10,000 years for one or two ascenders to appear, and all the same ascendants are all figures who are at the peak of their contemporaries.

Ling Wanqing is a cultivator in the early stage of the Spirit Realm who majored in the ice system, she can gather spirit incarnations, and she can learn some attack formations, she does have a unique advantage in the cultivation of ice attributes, if she is the same year as Ling Feng, even Ling Feng may not be an opponent.

"Sister won" During the conversation, Ling Yun saw that Ling Wanqing defeated the opponent with one blow, opened the enchantment, stepped off the platform, and walked towards the subjective platform.

"Wanqing has seen all the sect masters," Ling Wanqing went up to the viewing platform and bowed to the sect masters of the various sects around him.

"Father, big brother, Xiaoyun, have you seen it, my ice spirit god is definitely the second heavy, hehe"

"Hey, didn't my mother come" Ling Wan was dressed in green clothes, with light chestnut soft long hair hanging down on her waist, looking a little thin, with a touch of innocence in the foggy sideburns, smiling lightly, revealing a little quiet and free.

"Someone from the Bingque Palace is here, your mother went to pick it up, it took a while to delay, and she will come in a while," Ling Yitian said.

"Then I'll go see the master first, you can continue to watch"

"Xiao Yun, let's take my sister to take you around, it's not interesting for you here" After Ling Wanqing finished speaking, she pulled Ling Yun and walked to the back of the viewing platform, which was the area where the elders of the major halls of Tianyun Pavilion were located.

"Ah, me?"

"Yun'er, let's go" Ling Yitian was still a little disappointed about Ling Yun's inability to cultivate in the early years, but now he has also seen it, he can't seek immortality together, and he will protect him for a lifetime, and he has no regrets, so he hopes that Ling Yun will be happier on weekdays, and he can't take care of it all day long as the head of a faction, and he will not have to worry about it because the three brothers and sisters have a deep relationship.

"Master, my Ice Spirit Divine Technique has broken through the second layer, did you see the Ice Frozen Miles just now?"

It is said that it is frozen for thousands of miles, but it is actually just a wall of ice of ten meters, but if her cultivation reaches the realm of transforming into a god, Wanli may really be able to do it.

"Oh, by the way, this is my younger brother, Xiaoyun, you know, didn't you say that the body forging technique you talked about last time was very suitable for him, I'll bring him to show you" Ling Wanqing was born with a lively personality, especially the people she knew well, even more so.

"You come closer" Xuan Mingyue raised her hand and pointed at Ling Yun with a trace of aura, and carried Ling Yun to her.

Xuan Mingyue, one of the few strong people in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm in Tianyun Pavilion, inherited from the Cold Ice Valley, 10,000 years ago, the Cold Ice Valley was jointly destroyed by several families because of the treasure, and the ancestor of her vein escaped a catastrophe for some reason, wandering alone, although the revenge was avenged, but there were only a few people left, and the Cold Ice Valley was completely disbanded, and only she and a few people from the same door were left when the inheritance was passed on to the Xuan Ming Moon, Xuan Mingyue went out to practice and was injured and was rescued by Ling Yun's great-grandfather, and later she simply joined Tianyun Pavilion and settled down in Tianyun Pavilion.

Until now, she has also become one of the strongest Supreme Elders in Tianyun Pavilion, she is usually withdrawn, when she first saw Ling Wanqing, she saw that Ling Wanqing was a rare cold ice body, so she made an exception to accept her as a closed disciple, and the only disciple, and also taught the Ice Spirit Divine Technique, the inheritance technique of Cold Ice Valley.

"Ethereal body, it's rare" Xuan Mingyue smiled faintly after carefully inspecting Ling Yun's body,

The people on the Yunmeng Continent, even the lowest civilians can more or less perceive a little aura, but their talent is extremely low, and they can't really condense the spirit core, that is, they can't cultivate immortals, but only the ethereal body is an example, as if they are cursed, their lives are ordinary, without the slightest aura nourishment, and their lifespan is only half of that of ordinary people, and most of them are weak and died at a young age.

"My method of forging the body with ice is applicable, but the process is very painful, if you can't bear it, forget it,"

Hearing this, Ling Yun suddenly knelt down, kowtowed three times, and said, "Master Xie is complete"

"You kid looks weak, but you're very clever, I didn't intend to accept any more apprentices, and I can't shirk it like this" Xuan Mingyue looked at the young man's eyes with determination, and couldn't help but have a trace of expectation in his heart.

The inheritance techniques of the Cold Ice Valley are divided into two kinds, one is the Ice Spirit Divine Technique practiced by Ling Wanqing, which specializes in ice spells, and the other is the Cold Ice Technique, which uses the extremely cold qi to forge the body, and can condense the cold ice heart and embark on the road of cultivating immortals without relying on the aura.

But this exercise is mostly to assist the Ice Spirit Divine Technique, and there has never been a person in the Cold Ice Valley who only cultivates the Cold Ice Technique, so this is just an attempt, rather than an ordinary life, it is better to try to break the shackles, and the immortal cultivator is going against the sky. Ling Yitian also knew about this, and agreeing to Ling Yun's departure was also acquiescing.

Boom ~ Boom ~ Suddenly the sky darkened sharply, the thunder flashed, covering more than 10,000 miles, the distant sky seemed to open a big mouth, and black clouds dispersed, as if to devour the heavens and the earth "What happened!" Ling Yitian on the viewing platform got up and shouted.

"Is this?" Ling Pavilion Lord will suspend the meeting first and investigate the situation, and then talk about it" Yue Wuya also noticed the black mist in the sky, exuding a sense of danger, so several people said in unison.

"It's okay"

"The conference is suspended, I will go with a few sect masters to check on the vision of heaven and earth, Feng'er, you organize disciples to maintain order, let's go check it first" After speaking, Ling Yitian and a few people walked away with a few elders who had cultivated to a high level.

"Father, rest assured" Before Ling Feng's words could be spoken, he could not find his father and several sect masters in the sky.

"The Transformation God Realm is really powerful" Looking at the traces of the disappearance in the sky, Ling Feng muttered softly.

The Divine Realm extends thousands of miles with divine thoughts, and you can instantly be thousands of miles away in a single thought.

It's been three whole days, compared to the thunder flashing in the sky three days ago, the dull thunder is overwhelming, at the same time, not only near the Tianyun Pavilion, the entire sea of clouds is shrouded in this vast cloud mist, three days ago, someone tried to leave from the border island of the sea of clouds, but found that not only the sky, but even the land and the sea are filled with black fog, and the demon fog forest in the south does not know whether it is its own fog or this black fog, at first there were many strong people who tried to rush through the fog layer, but they all went and did not know whether they were alive and dead, and the huge pavilion Fan Yunhai was trapped in it by this fog。

"Elder Ge, your undead mist array is still good, using thousands of living beings on the island to pay tribute, but I didn't expect this broken dragon vein to be so difficult" It was a young man who spoke, but he was in his twenties, his face was handsome but with a hint of evil spirit, wearing a black robe, a group of more than thirty people, and he was standing in the middle.

The one who was called Elder Ge was an old man in a black robe, with a faint smile on his face, and he seemed to have a kind face.

"The young master laughed, the strongest on this island is only in the middle stage of the god transformation, but it is just some ants, but this island is not bad, and there is this hidden magic circle, if it wasn't for the old man who entered it by chance, I wouldn't have found it."

Elder Ge is the elder of the Blood Demon Sect, a cultivator in the Immortal Realm, two years ago he strayed into the endless sea area, and by chance he found and entered the Fan Yun Sea, which is not only rich in resources but also has a dragon vein under the island, he has been lurking on the island for a full year, and only quietly left after finding out the hidden magic circle of the Fan Yun Sea.

Three days ago, these people quietly infiltrated the sea of clouds, not only broke the island protection array on the outer layer of the island, but also hid in the sky above the sea of clouds, this undead mist array, with poisonous mist to corrode living beings, collect resentful spirits, and then use this to capture the dragon veins buried under the sea of clouds.

Da~Dada~Dada~Dada~ There was a sound of pacing in the room. Pacing was Ling Yun's mother and Mu Shuangning, the master mother of Tianyun Pavilion, three days ago, she went to pick up her mother's Bingque Palace and the people missed the conference, and by the time she arrived, Ling Yitian and the others had already left.

"Mother, sit down, father will be fine"

"But it's been three days," Ling Yitian and his party have not heard from them since they left three days ago, Mu Shuangning sent almost all of his disciples out to look for them, I don't know if they went too far or for other reasons, in short, there was no news.

"The pavilion master is back, in the square outside the main hall," he said that the disciple rushed into the courtyard in a hurry to report.

"Yitian!"

"Father"

Hearing the news, Mu Shuangning and the Lingyun brothers rushed to the square together, seeing the people in front of them, several people were a little speechless, the tears in their eyes couldn't help but slide down, Ling Yitian was covered with scars, his hands and left leg had been broken, he came back with only his right leg left, and the sword was also broken several times.

As if it was because of seeing his family, Ling Yitian was a little relieved, and his hideous face was slightly relieved by the pain.

"The spiritual aura is poisonous, quickly, run away!" After saying the last sentence with difficulty, Ling Yitian fell into Mu Shuangning's arms.

"Yitian, Yitian, don't scare me" Mu Shuangning gently shook the person in her arms, crying and shouting.

"Elder Xu, aren't you a ghost hand miracle doctor, save Yi Tian," Mu Shuang Ning choked out.

Elder Xu's name is Xu Zhong, and he is an elder of Tianyun Pavilion and Keqing, and his medical skills are unparalleled in the world.

"The master mother pavilion master, his body is almost broken, and his soul is almost exhausted, if it is not used for secret methods, the pavilion master should not be able to come back, and the old man is no longer able to return to the sky" Elder Xu shook his head easily and sighed.

The news of Ling Yitian's death spread quickly, and none of the sect masters of the other major sects came, so most of them were unlucky.

The black fog outside of Fanyun is still shrouded, it looks lifeless, panic and despair spread like a plague, many sects have broken out in civil strife, countless casualties, in just a few days, there have been millions of deaths and injuries in the sea of Fanyun, and not only the great sects of immortal cultivation, even ordinary people are also implicated, and the breath of death in the entire sea of clouds is becoming more and more solemn.

In this day and night, everyone seemed to be accustomed to the tragic situation for several days, and in the main hall of Tianyun Pavilion, all the elders and hall masters were bustling here, and everyone was discussing the future of Tianyun Pavilion.

At the same time, an even more serious catastrophe is on the horizon••••••

Woo ~ Woo ~ Woo ~ A gust of wind blew into the main hall, just as everyone was discussing, a disciple covered in blood knocked on the door of the main hall, and when he looked back, he had fallen in a pool of blood, and at this moment, the black fog outside the main hall also came into view, and everyone instantly understood the seriousness of the situation, dozens of days of siege, Tianyun Pavilion also sent a lot of people to try to find a way out, among them there are many powerhouses in the incarnation realm, but this black fog not only isolates the divine sense, but also has the terrible effect of weakening cultivation.

There were people who were just a little contaminated, and within a few breaths of cultivation fell two levels, although they were rescued, but their cultivation was never recovered.

The black mist that came from the whirring engulfed everyone in the hall in an instant, and people were screaming and struggling, trying to break out of the mist, but the result was conceivable, there was no escape and no escape, and in an instant, everything in the world was engulfed by this black mist, and Lingyun was also included.

He didn't cultivate, he was protected by his family, but looking at everything in front of him, no matter what kind of resistance became more and more powerless, before he lost consciousness, he didn't hear a wail, he didn't see the tragic situation of corpses all over the field, and a golden light slowly wrapped him.

Then Ling Yun saw a burst of dazzling light that led him through the sky, and then he lost his will.

"Hey, wake up, wake up" By the stream outside Lingxi Village, a few girl's pleasant voices broke the silence of the early morning. The girl's name is Lingyu thirteen or fourteen years old, she is in the prime of her life, with a simple bun on her head, plain clothes, and she looks clean and light.