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For the so-called artistic conception of sword qi, even Long Datong, who claims to be a jack of all trades, can only tell Nie Feng some bits and pieces, and those fragments are almost myths and legends, as far as the artistic conception of the wind is concerned, according to legend, if someone can perceive the artistic conception of the wind, then his body can instantly turn into a gust of wind, not only the body is instantly invisible, but also can have the special ability of the wind, such as flying through the air, or pervasive. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Pervasiveness is aimed at sword qi attack and defense. According to legend, when the strong man who perceives the artistic conception of the wind is facing the enemy, no matter how tight the opponent's defense is, he can almost always find the flaw in it, and break the defense in one fell swoop.

Thinking about it, Nie Feng was shocked.

No matter how tight the opponent's defense is, it can find a flaw and break it in one fell swoop, and no matter how complex the opponent's attack is, it can arrange a foolproof defense, so as to make every bit of it leak. Where can this be done by people, it is simply a myth of mystery and mystery.

Of course, through these rumors, at least one thing can be proved, that is, artistic conception is the supreme true meaning of kendo cultivation, and once mastered, it is bound to be able to double the strength and climb up. And now Nie Feng just has such a good opportunity.

"I'm still a little worried, though!"

Long Datong pondered for a while before revealing his thoughts.

"Think about it, then Luo Ren has been here for more than half a year, not to mention where he got this news from, just to say that he is guarding such a heavy treasure that is enough to cause a huge earthquake, and with his greed, he can be indifferent? In my opinion, either the matter of the Hidden Wind King Grass was originally groundless, or it was in great danger, so ...... We still have to think twice!"

Nie Feng nodded sincerely.

Long Datong's analysis is good, the Hidden Wind King Grass, the sword qi artistic conception, any point is enough to make any kendo cultivator crazy to the extreme, and how can he Luo Ren put a heavy treasure and not take it, but instead covet the small profits in the mine in front of him? There must be deception in this.

However, Nie Feng, who had been tested by life and death for a long time, was still unwilling to give up such a good opportunity, and in order to improve his strength as soon as possible, he could only try his best. If the god of luck favored him and really let him get a little bit of sword qi artistic conception, even if he encountered Tu Buliu again, he would definitely be able to easily defeat him, of course, if he Nie Feng really didn't have enough chance to get fake news, or if there were difficulties in the place of the Hidden Wind King Grass that he couldn't overcome, he would have to choose to give up.

But even if you give up, at least not yet.

Everything was ready, Nie Feng summoned the red eagle with a roar, and then his body flew towards the Hidden Wind King Grass single-handedly.

The back of the Black Wind Mountain, the top of the withered top!

Following the direction and position provided by Luo Sheng, the Red Eagle wandered for about half an hour, and finally a bare black mountain finally appeared in front of Nie Feng's eyes, where there seemed to be a black mist on it all year round.

"It should be there!"

Nie Feng discerned the direction, gently patted the neck of the red eagle, stretched out his hand and pointed far away, the red eagle quickly spun, and then glided, and landed steadily under the bare mountain.

In order not to hurt the red eagle, Nie Feng decided to climb it on foot alone, with a slight horror in the majestic excitement in his heart, he believed that this expedition would not be smooth.

With the cultivation of the swordsman's two heavens, Nie Feng's pace was not slow, less than a cup of tea, even if he was close to the dry top. Through the swirling black mist, Nie Feng seemed to feel that a powerful wind scroll was gathering at the top of the mountain, but the wind scroll seemed to be shrouded in black fog at the top of the mountain and did not spread out. However, as Nie Feng got closer and closer, the slightest wind force leaking from the top of the mountain still hit Nie Feng's face and body without any scruples, and the sharp and powerful force only hit Nie Feng's skin painfully.

Climbing over a raised boulder in front of him, Nie Feng finally stepped onto the top of the mountain, on the edge of the black mist.

"Sizzle...... What a fierce wind!"

The wind and waves came like a tide, rushing over with a huge strong force, almost throwing Nie Feng out of the air, if it weren't for the strength of the swordsman and the two heavens to forcibly condense his body on the stone surface, maybe Nie Feng would not be here now.

"Looks like it's not easy to get in!"

Nie Feng couldn't help but sigh faintly.

The top of the mountain here is like an isolated secret realm, in which the black wind flies and destroys, while outside the secret realm, it is peaceful and quiet, and even no grass grows.

The magic of the Ancient Sword Continent once again amazed Nie Feng. However, since he came, there was no reason to return again, and his stubborn character and perseverance made Nie Feng can't help but resist the violent black wind that hit him, and step by step towards the top of the mountain.

The bare summit of the mountain does not seem to be big from the air, but when you are on it, you have to sigh at the insignificance of human beings. The more inward he went, the stronger the black wind became, and even with the cultivation of the sword qi of the two heavens, Nie Feng could barely fix his body, so he had to throw out the flying gold sword and stab it on the mountain rock under his feet, and only then did he continue to move forward inch by inch with the help of the flying gold sword.

Fortunately, the wind did not increase again.

Suddenly, a deep hole appeared in front of Nie Feng's eyes, the hole was slanted downward, extremely black, and the black wind seemed to condense into substance, flying out of it, rolling on Nie Feng's body, adding another point to the originally strong wind.

To enter, or not to enter?

After hesitating for a moment, when he saw that there was nothing nearby, Nie Feng finally decided to go into the cave to investigate. But the next scene made Nie Feng suddenly shocked, and almost made him lose the courage to continue exploring.

Just when Nie Feng was just at the entrance of the cave, there were thousands of crackling sounds in the cave, as if a large group of people were constantly beating the ground with wooden planks, and just when Nie Feng was puzzled, suddenly a black shadow quickly appeared in the cave, which frightened Nie Feng and hurriedly crawled to the ground.

"What......'s that?"

Looking up, a black monster with a cold white skull hanging from Leng Sensen, a meter in size, was constantly flapping its wings against the black wind, and the wings had no feathers except for the poor musculokeletal membrane.

"Devil-faced bats!"

In addition to being surprised, Nie Feng finally recognized the latter.

Due to his low background, when he went to the Wild Forest, Nie Feng couldn't afford to buy the Hundred Beast Illustrated Guide, so he knew very little about the fierce beasts and monsters in the wilderness of the mountains and forests, and when he returned to Guyun City again, he had been busy with things such as the sword casting shop and the promotion ceremony of the swordsman, and he even left the matter of buying the Hundred Beast Illustrated Book and the Hundred Herb Illustrated Book behind.

However, after staying with Long Datong, who claims to be a know-it-all, he has been in it for a long time, and Nie Feng's knowledge is far beyond the past. Just like today, with Long Datong's description and what he saw in front of him, Nie Feng finally recognized the few names of the fierce beasts that remained in his mind.

But before he could react, then a group of pitch-black figures circled out of the hole one after another, and then stayed near the first ghost-faced demon bat, one by one hanging skulls the size of a palm, "squeak" and screaming, black bean-like eyes looked at the human beings who suddenly broke in in front of them, as if they were about to be eaten in the next moment, and the black wings fluttered out, almost covering the sky and the sun.

"Mom!"

Nie Feng yelled, turned around and ran.

Ghost-faced demon bat, a first-class fierce beast, with a head like a human skeleton, dark throughout, and weaker than the fierce beasts of the same level, but it likes to live in groups and like to eat the blood of living beings.

At this time, almost all in Nie Feng's mind were the descriptions of the ghost-faced demon bats that Long Datong had recited to him, these descriptions were written in detail and clearly on the Hundred Beast Illustrated Book, although he Nie Feng was confident that he could face more than a dozen of them, but he still couldn't match the current team of hundreds of demon bats, this time unfortunately, Nie Feng encountered a fatal crisis again.