Through the clouds and smoke in the deep valley, only the sound of the swishing wind was left in his ears, jumping down from the cliff, even if he was the top master in the world, if he was not careful, he would end up with broken bones, and even no bones remained, but Mo Qingge was not worried about it at all, and his expression was extremely calm.

The more the cliff went down, the more inclined it became, no longer as straight and steep as it was at the beginning, and when it fell to about half a height like a meteor, Mo Qingge suddenly reached out and pressed down, and the palm position gave birth to a great force of sucking and rolling out of thin air, like a gluttonous beast opening its big mouth and swallowing the sky and the earth, and the surrounding air flow and wind were like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, rushing towards Mo Qingge.

Mo Qingge's whole person seemed to be shrouded in a spiral storm, his clothes were hunting and dancing wildly, and the downward momentum suddenly stagnated, and when he was about to reach the ground, the fierce palm power erupted, and with the strength of the waves that turned back, he turned around in the air and landed smoothly in a cluster of camellias.

Looking around the top and around, I saw the white mist sealing the valley above, and a waterfall like a jade belt poured down, poured into the oval lake, the lake water rolled and stirred, splashed with water droplets, and in addition to the water flow into the place, the surrounding area was smooth as a mirror, clear to the bottom.

Thousands of camellia flowers bloom on the lakeside, purple and red, fragrant overflowing, a colorful rainbow bridge is erected on the clear lake, gorgeous and splendid, beautiful.

The scenery at the bottom of this valley is beautiful, elegant and quiet, like a paradise, a fairyland on earth, it is really an excellent place for seclusion and cultivation, and it is an excellent place to retreat from the world and practice.

According to the relevant memories of the original book, Mo Qingge knew that Lang Huan's blessed land was built under the Sword Lake, and the entrance was a stone cave, which was sealed by a huge rock.

Reaching out and sticking to the huge rock outside the cave entrance, Mo Qingge broke it with all his strength, and in the crisp sound of "click", the cracks on the huge rock were all over the place, and then "bang" shattered, scattered on both sides of the left side of the road, revealing a dark cave three feet high.

After entering the cave, Mo Qingge came to a large gate along the artificially excavated corridor and inclined downward, pushed open the gate, and walked into a circular stone chamber.

The hazy light that is not like the light of the sky is thrown into the stone room from the left, Mo Qingge raised his eyes and saw that there was a crystal window the size of a copper basin on the stone wall on the left, and outside the window was the Sword Lake.

"Replacing the light of the sky with water light, this cliffless is also ingenious. ”

After sighing with emotion, Mo Qingge looked away, hurriedly swept through the stone room, and immediately came to a secret door, pushed it open, walked down more than ten steps, and entered another stone room.

What caught his eye was a beautiful woman dressed in a pale yellow silk shirt and standing with a sword, the long sword in the beauty's hand was impartial, and it happened to be aimed at his chest.

Mo Qingge raised his eyebrows, and carefully looked at the jade statue in front of him that fascinated Duan Yu and was like a falling demon barrier, only to see that although the woman carved from white jade was not a living person, she had a good demeanor, a pair of eyes were shining, her expression seemed to be happy like love, like deep affection, and like gloomy sadness, and the delicate white jade texture faintly revealed a faint red color, which was no different from ordinary people's skin.

"If this lifelike, ingenious jade carving beauty is placed in future generations, I am afraid that it will be regarded as a rare treasure, so that those so-called carving masters will be ashamed to death. ”

Mo Qingge sighed lightly and shook his head, if the old boy of Wuyazi is willing to spend the effort of carving this jade statue to please the Li Qiushui sisters, he may not be able to serve the queen and the daughter of the queen, serve a husband together, and enjoy the blessings of all people.

The old boy stared at the jade statue in a daze every day, and the sister-in-law didn't say anything, but also openly led the wild man home in a wife's anger, and in front of him, and the most shocking thing was that Wuyazi, who was already on the green grassland on his head, actually held back!

For the impression of Wu Yazi, there are only two words that can perfectly describe and summarize.

Wonderful!

No longer paying attention to the grievances and hatreds of the people in the Easy Sect, Mo Qingge swiped his fingers in the air, snorted, and the futon in front of the jade statue cracked in response, and a silk treasure flew out and fell into Mo Qingge's hands.

As for Li Qiushui's book on it, as well as the sixteen words "kowtow a thousand times for me to drive" and "obey my orders, die without regrets" on the embroidered shoes on the left and right of the jade statue, they were completely ignored by Mo Qingge, and only Duan Yu's nerd would stupidly kowtow a thousand times for this.

Untie the silk treasure, take out the silk inside and spread it out, and the first line on it reads "Northern Shengong" four big characters.

The handwriting is beautiful and powerful, and it is roughly the same as the pen written on the outside of the silk bag, and then it is written:

"Zhuangzi's 'Getaway' has clouds: 'There are those who are in the north of the poor and the Stygian Sea, and the Tianchi is also. There are fish and fish, which are thousands of miles wide, and they are not known to be cultivated. "And if the accumulation of water is not thick, then the boat is not strong." Cover the cup of water on the top of the hall, then the mustard is the boat; the cup is glued, the water is shallow and the boat is big. It is the martial arts of this school, and the accumulation of internal strength is the first priority. The internal force is thick, and all the martial arts in the world are used by me, as if the north is underworld, the big boats and small boats are all loaded, and the big fish and small fish are all tolerated. Therefore, the internal force is the foundation, and the trick is the end. The following diagrams should be practiced diligently. ”

There are 36 meridian operation diagrams under the essence of the gist, and the ** expressions painted in the painting are different, or happy or sad, or affectionate gaze, or light anger and anger, all of which are extremely expressive, fully showing the versatility of the people of the free school.

Without hesitation, he looked through the thirty-six meridian running patterns, and Mo Qingge turned the silk scroll to the end, looking at the dense footprints, and then marked the sixty-four hexagrams.

After a long time, Mo Qingge put away the silk scroll and put it in his sleeve, secretly admiring Xiaoyaozi who created the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu, but also couldn't help but feel sorry.

Based on the I Ching 8864 hexagrams, Ling Bo Weibu, although not good at long-distance running, can be moved and dodged between square inches, but it is the most learned by Mo Qingge.

Xiaoyaozi can create such a body and many Xiaoyao mastery, the talent is high, and he is by no means below the people in the heavenly list in the past, if he was born in the Shenzhou Continent, where martial arts are prevalent, he should have a place among the land immortals now.

Pity......

Shaking his head, Mo Qingge turned around and walked into another stone room, and after seeing Ling Bo's microsteps, he had a faint idea in his mind.

Perhaps, I can gather the strengths of all families and create a set of light exercises, a set of light exercises that only belong to me.

......

There was no sun or moon in the cave, and in the blink of an eye, five days had passed.

Outside the blessed land of Lang Huan, on the sword lake where the level is like a mirror, a figure in white flies quickly, fluttering like a god, stepping on the 64 hexagrams of the I Ching, walking leisurely on the lake, without causing any waves.

At dusk, the afterglow of the sunset shines through the mountain clouds and mist on the top, sprinkling on the calm Sword Lake, staining the entire Sword Lake crimson, like a flawless red crystal, which is not as beautiful as all in the world.

After a week of circumambulation along the lake, Mo Qingge's body is like a floating feather, flying lightly in the wind, and after swaying up for more than ten zhang, he gently swept out on a raised rock on the cliff wall, and flew out obliquely, and the whole process was as comfortable as flowing water.

Turning around and falling, Mo Qingge stood on an eighteen bachelor's tree, the flowers and leaves did not float or sink, without the slightest shaking, chuckled, Mo Qingge's figure flickered again, and the floating light passed quickly among the thousands of purple and red camellias, leaping and soaring.

In just a few moments, Mo Qingge had changed to four light exercises, in addition to the flowing clouds of Xuanshui Peak, the moon without a trace of the Moon Palace Lord, and the wind chasing the moon brought from Siya Xiao Nizi, there was also the Ling Bo microstep from the blessed land of Lang Huan.

With the passage of time, the frequency of Mo Qingge's change of light gong body method is getting faster and faster, and the four light gong body methods gradually have you have me, I have you, regardless of each other.

The mind is calm, the spiritual platform is transparent, Mo Qingge's body moves at will, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, flickering left and right, light and elegant like the wind, as fast and brilliant as electricity, and like the ethereal phase of the clouds, if the fog is changeable.

On the surface of the lake, on the cliff wall, countless afterimages stay, condensed......

At this moment, the boundaries of speed and slowness, void and reality, and space seemed to have completely disappeared from him and ceased to exist.

After a while, all the afterimages in the deep valley dissolved like a dream bubble, and Mo Qingge's figure appeared out of thin air on a human-tall boulder, his eyes opened and closed, and the essence was like lightning, looking up at the bright moon that was already hanging high in the air, like a jade plate, Mo Qingge smiled at the corner of his mouth and muttered in a low voice.

"Piao Piao is like a legacy of independence, feathering and ascending to immortals, this set of body methods that is still just a prototype is called feathering ascending immortal steps!"

Walking clouds and flowing water, stepping on the moon without a trace, chasing the wind and the moon, Ling Bo micro step, these four light exercises and body methods converge, and there is a faint tendency to converge in one furnace.

Although the most difficult initial step has been taken, it is really necessary to completely integrate the four light exercises and body methods, which can be described as a long and long road, and time and perception are indispensable.

The Feather Dengxian Step now has a prototype, it only needs to be continuously improved, and the two great masters of the Carefree Sect have also arrived, and it is time to leave here.

With a long breath, Mo Qingge, who was about to leave the deep valley, suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint colored light flickering and flowing on the stone wall beside him, wandering uncertainly, forming a sword-like appearance.

Mo Qingge suddenly remembered that Wu Yazi had left a sword in this deep valley, and this sword would be reflected on the jade bi with the change of light and shadow in the valley, and then pointed out the entrance to Langhuan's blessed land.

It is not my generation's work to dust the sword in the air.

Mo Qingge looked up, and really saw a hole ten zhang high above the rock wall, and his body was as light as nothing.

With a wave of his arm, he gently tugged, and in the "hum" soft groan, a moon-white horse flew out and landed in the Mo light singer.

Raise the sword to the moon, only to see the sword inlaid with beads and jade, the texture is complex and gorgeous, the moon shines on the edge of the sword, like flowing water like endless rotation, the cold is pressing, look left and right, are a sharp sword with the attributes of the bag.

And at the mouth of the sword calyx, Mo Qingge also saw the name of this sword.

"Autumn water!"