Chapter 5 Flying Snow in the South

The practice of the spirit master is divided into three realms and nine levels, and the three realms are the spirit master, the spirit master, and the spirit lord. The ninth-order is the first-order spirit disciple, the second-order spirit master, the third-order yuan spirit master, the fourth-order spirit master, the fifth-order earth spirit master, the sixth-order heavenly spirit master, the seventh-order firmament lord, the eighth-order phantom spirit envoy, and the ninth-order star spirit king (title). Each of the three stages is combined into one realm, and each stage is divided into three stages: lower, middle, and upper.

Mages are similar to them, divided into three realms: mages, mages, and magicians. From the first order to the ninth order, each level is a magic apprentice, a mage, an awakened mage, a mage, a ** master, an arcane mage, a mage, a great mage, and a titled mage.

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After the baptism of 10,000 years, the Heavenly Phoenix Blade is no longer a simple academy, it is more like a city.

In the living area not far from Biyun Tower, a shopping street has been formed due to the influx of various vendors and craftsmen.

Next to this ancient street named after an ancient tree, there are two rows of tall foggy maple trees neatly arranged.

When the morning sun has just broken through the darkness and a faint mist lingers on the streets, the red maple leaves dancing with the breeze echo each other, and the peerless beauty makes people feel like falling into a dream.

On this day, the moonlight faded, the morning sun brought dawn, and the ancient street began to gradually become lively. But most of them are foreign traders and admiring travelers. From the depths of the street, a splash of bright color suddenly appeared.

It was a naïve girl about twelve or thirteen years old. Her long sky-blue hair danced lightly like willow branches, her blue crystal eyes were as smart as water, her white skin was almost transparent, her hands were behind her back, and her blue skirt swayed gently with the girl's light steps. The girl's beautiful appearance dotted this small southern town like snow, which made people steal a peace in the overflowing enthusiasm.

She stopped suddenly, sniffed lightly, and the corners of her cute little face curled slightly, revealing a sweet smile.

Walking down the long street again, the girl hugged her lower abdomen and whispered, "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry!"

The girl who was following the scent to find food was about to speed up her pace, but a familiar voice sounded from behind her.

"Xue Yao, Xue Yao, slow down, I can't catch up with you. Wait for me!" the voice came from a girl of eleven or twelve, her long millet hair reached to her waist, her delicate little face was squeezing out a helpless expression, and her amber eyes glowed softly, which looked extremely lovely. Her petite body was covered with a black robe, and on the left breast of her robe was a shamrock staff, which was engraved by magic and had a green vine entwined around it, a symbol of life, and a cyan ring at the bottom of the staff.

Lin Xueyao turned around, pinched his waist with his two little hands, and said, "Xiao Lanlan, you are too slow." People are going to starve to death. Although her mouth was very resentful, she still had a bright smile on her face.

"I'm not called Xiao Lanlan! My name is Solan, Solan, Toya!" Solan retorted helplessly.

"Little Lanlan, don't be angry, Solando is ugly! Okay, let's go eat. But Xue Yao didn't care at all, and still went her own way.

"No matter how ugly it sounds, it's my name!Woo? Solan doesn't sound bad!" At this time, Solan had already come to Xue Yao, and Xue Yao didn't care what her little Lan Lan said, just grabbed her and walked forward.

"I see, little Lanlan. Let's go eat first. ”

"......, this time it's in vain."

Since Wen Renqing rushed to retreat, the March period is approaching at this time. In addition to the necessary diet, Yun Lang has been cultivating all the time, so this is the first time he has come to Wufeng Ancient Street.

Of course, the primary purpose is to fill your stomach.

When the fragrant meat buns entered his stomach one by one, Yun Lang felt that there was no happiness in the world more than this: "Sure enough, food is the truth!"

"Eh, where's my bun?" Yun Lang closed his eyes and sighed, and suddenly found that the nineteenth drawer of buns in front of him was suddenly gone.

"Are you a pig?" Lin Xueyao said as he sat opposite Yun Lang and ate Yun Lang's steamed buns.

"Hey, you're eating my buns!" Yun Lang complained to the shameless robber, and at the same time quickly took out two buns with both hands and continued to eat. No matter what the hell is going on, you can't go wrong with eating it in your mouth first.

"The boss said that you bought all the buns as soon as you arrived, and the new buns are not cooked yet. What are you asking me to eat for such a cute girl?" Lin Xueyao didn't spare Yunlang or buns in his mouth, and he didn't delay either.

"Ha! Are you snatching my buns to eat or am I wrong? Girls can be unreasonable!" Yun Lang glanced up at Lin Xueyao and found that although the girl was not very old, she was indeed very beautiful. However, she should never have snatched his bun.

"Xue Yao, you'll choke if you eat too fast......" Solan persuaded beside him, but unfortunately it didn't work.

A pair of teenagers and girls are dueling in a strange way. Lin Xueyao is high-spirited, the old god Yunlang is here, and he has the style of a general.

A drawer of buns was quickly resolved, and the two of them waved their hands and drank at the same time: "Boss, ten more drawers!"

Solan put his hand on his forehead, unable to bear to look at it.

It didn't take long for the hot buns to be delivered, and Solan couldn't forget the appearance of the boss fleeing in a hurry for the rest of his life.

Time is spent in a frenzy of eating.

Although Lin Xueyao's fighting spirit as a girl is commendable, she still lost miserably. Yun Lang continued to eat proudly, Lin Xueyao touched his little belly and complained from time to time about losing weight, and Solan took a bun and ate it in small bites.

"It's so full! How's that, little girl, no. Yun Lang squinted at them, looking extremely arrogant.

"You are a pig, Xiao Lanlan, let's go, if you stay with the pig for a long time, you will become stupid!" Lin Xueyao saw that Yun Lang finished eating, and did not stop for long, so he pulled Solan and left.

Yun Lang drank some water to himself, saw the boss coming over, and suddenly remembered that the two guys didn't seem to have paid the bill.

Two and a half months ago, Yun Lang broke through to the fourth order, and in addition to the great increase in the strength of the Spirit Yuan, the most obvious thing was the opening of a Xuan Vein. As the main sign that distinguishes the fourth order from the third order, the importance of the Xuan Mai is self-evident.

It is better to say that the Xuan Mai is a sign of the Fourth Order, but it is better to say that the Xuan Mai is the symbol of the Great Realm of this Spirit Master. Not only as a fourth-order spirit master, but also as a fifth-order earth spirit master to communicate with the Heaven and Earth Xuanqiao, and a sixth-order Heavenly Spirit Master to condense the elemental spirit wings all need the Xuan vein as the foundation.

The Xuan Mai is the prototype of the human body meridians, and it is the first level for a warrior to break through the limits of the body. Drawing energy from the inside of the body to the outside of the body, using the huge carrying capacity between heaven and earth to refine the power of the spirit element, and then channeling this power back into the body, although it is very effective than introducing the spirit energy into the body for refining, the limitations are much smaller, but the impact of the high-quality energy of the Xuan Mai itself is by no means mild, so the strong ** conditions are also the key to breaking through this level.

For ordinary people, it may be extremely difficult to overcome the limitations of **, but for Yunlang, the reason that hinders his advancement is precisely that ** is too powerful.

Ordinary people's ** is not enough to withstand too much spirit element, nor can they withstand the impact of the Xuan vein itself before special exercise, but what if it is the other way around?

Due to the particularity of the bloodline, Yun Lang's own ** strength is very comparable, when he did not carry out spiritual power cultivation, his strength had already exceeded the power of the five hundred jun of ordinary fourth-order spirit masters, and after that, due to the delay in spiritual power cultivation, he devoted more time to ** cultivation and martial arts cultivation, and his strength growth became more and more terrifying, so that now he himself did not know what his ultimate strength was.

At the same time, he practiced two kinds of exercises, and these two exercises were a domineering and a royal way, both of which were taken by a fierce route, and the development of Yun Lang's ** talent could be described as incisive, which made the difficulty of Yun Lang's advancement to the fourth order greatly increased.

Therefore, breaking through the fourth order was even more important to Yun Lang than breaking through the seventh order.

After two and a half months of retreat, Yun Lang condensed two more Xuan Pulses, as long as he successfully condensed one Xuan Vein again, he would be able to reach the middle Spirit Master from the lower level of the spirit master, but he was undoubtedly hindered here.

Yun Lang thought about his thoughts, and returned to the quiet room where he had cultivated before.

Looking at the wall in the quiet room covered with magical runes, Yun Lang suddenly wanted to test his strength.

I saw that as soon as he clenched his fist, there was a red flowing flame emergence, he thought about it, and stopped the exercises, preparing to test only with the power of **, this is not that he is arrogant, his uncle also predicted according to his ** potential that when his spiritual power cultivation reaches the fourth order, his ** strength is likely to exceed that of ordinary seventh-order spirit lords.

Yun Lang stood still in front of the wall, and with a punch, a piercing sonic boom sounded, and the fist actually ignited a ball of flame because of the friction with the air, and the wind brought by the explosion brought a sharp wind howl.

A silvery white soft light lit up on the wall made of cold iron, and Yun Lang only felt that the power of his fist seemed to enter a ball of cotton, and all the power quickly disappeared in it, and in the end, the wall was still undamaged.

Yun Lang's clothes fluttered in the wind for a long time before they calmed down.

Yun Lang thought to himself, in terms of pure strength, the punch he infused with the strength of his whole body had definitely reached the seventh order, but it did not cause damage to the ineffective attack below the seventh order, that is to say, the attack above the seventh order must have its own difference from the spirit master. And the reason, Yun Lang can't figure it out for the time being.

Tomorrow is the appointed day for March, and the other two mentors will also appear, Yun Lang has fully realized the convenience of the academy in this tower, so he is also extremely looking forward to the teaching of the so-called mentor. He has been cultivating alone in the deep mountains and old forests for a long time, and it would be absolutely deceptive to say that he is not interested in this world of flowers. The girl who snatched his bun suddenly appeared in his mind, and when he recalled it carefully, he found that the girl was extremely charming, with long sky-blue hair and that delicate face lingering in his heart for a long time.

"Are you a pig?" Yun Lang shook his head, recalling the girl's bad character, and couldn't help but secretly flatter: "Sure enough, all beautiful things are deceitful?"

To be continued