Soon after returning to the west of the city, Yun Fei rode a wind-chasing horse and left the compound where he lived, and the purpose of his journey this time was still the Flame Mountain Range, only where his cultivation and spiritual skills could progress by leaps and bounds.

Thousands of miles away, for Yun Fei riding a wind-chasing horse, it is only a small half a day, when the sky is dark, and a few stars with a little dim light are hung on the top of the sky, one person and one rider have stood on the edge of the Yanzhi Mountain Range, although the sky is dark, but the Yanzhi Mountain Range is full of red, reflecting half of the sky, like a burning cloud.

Although it was only a day apart, he came to this Yanzhi Mountain Range again, but Yun Fei's mood at this time was a little different, like an old friend who had been reunited for a long time, looking at each other, although he was relatively speechless, the strong friendship was permeating the two sides.

Yun Fei turned over and dismounted, pulled the reins, and took the Wind Chasing Horse to a place that was more secret, but the vegetation was relatively lush, and it would not be eaten by the demon beasts that came out of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, and checked the surrounding terrain again, and only then nodded with satisfaction after making sure that the Wind Chasing Horse would not be a threat to his life.

"Good horse, stay here obediently, and wait for me to come back and go to the Six Sects Examination together. Yun Fei stroked the head of the wind chasing horse and said softly, as if the wind chasing horse could understand Yun Fei's words, he sneezed, and arched Yun Fei's shoulder affectionately with his long horse head.

The Wind Chasing Horse has a gentle personality and is quite humane, and is deeply loved by the spiritual cultivators of the Canglong Continent, Yun Fei was not surprised by this scene, only to see him smile slightly, and gently stroked its soft mane, Yun Fei then turned around and drilled out of the grass and walked towards the Flame Mountain Range.

There is still a little more than a month before the opening of the Six Sect Sect Examinations, and during this time, Yun Fei must break through the cultivation of the Nine Folds of the Qi Transformation Realm, because only in this way can he have the strength to protect his sister and fellow senior brothers.

Among the six sects, the Qingfeng Sect is the weakest, a young man as big as them, there are many people whose strength has broken through the eightfold and ninefold of the Qi Transformation Realm, and even more powerful, at Yunfei's age, he has even broken through the cultivation of the Ning Dan Realm.

Although Yun Fei is cultivating, it does not mean that he is very closed to information from the outside world, on the contrary, he is still very well informed. After all, Kuaishou and Black Tiger were in Haoyue City to help him find out the news.

According to the news from Kuaishou, in the Xuanyang Sect, there are more than 20 disciples who broke through the Nine Layers of the Transformation Qi Realm before the age of twelve, and second only to the Cliff Cave of the Xuanyang Sect, there are not a few people in the Nine Layers of the Transformation Qi Realm, there are as many as eighteen, even Chu Sheng, who was killed by Yun Fei, can only be regarded as an upper-middle level in the Cliff Cave, not to mention the Black Wind Sect, the Falling Cloud Valley and the Water Moon Sect.

The pressure was not ordinary, and when Yun Fei heard the news, he intuitively felt that a mountain was pressing on his shoulders and pressing on his chest, making him almost suffocate.

Coming to the Flame Mountain Range again, Yun Fei stepped on the blazing sand on the ground as usual, feeling the warmth wrapped in the heat wave, and the temperature on the periphery of the Flame Mountain Range could no longer cause him the slightest damage, nor could it have the slightest quenching effect.

Yun Fei walked while quietly waiting to think, after more than a month of crazy cultivation, his current cultivation was stuck in the late stage of the eighth level of the Qi Transformation Realm, if he wanted to break through the current predicament as soon as possible, he had to use extraordinary means, only in this way could he break through to the ninth level of the Qi Transformation Realm before the six sects were opened.

Moreover, the spiritual skills that Yun Fei has mastered now are relatively advanced, except for Bibo Fist, which is a mid-level spiritual skill of the Yellow Rank, Intercepting Pulse Finger, Thunder Sword Dao, Burning Sky Palm, and Shooting Empty Hand, these spiritual skills, except for the Shooting Empty Skill, which is a Xuan-level intermediate spiritual skill, the other three are all intermediate level of the ground level.

It's just that the power that is exerted now is less than one percent, and moreover, the Thunder Sword Dao can't be used at all now, and it must wait for the cultivation to reach the late stage of the Ning Dan Realm.

Therefore, in the process of advancing towards the Flame Mountain Range, Yun Fei sorted out the thoughts in his heart, and a detailed cultivation plan gradually formed in his mind.

"Ling'er, I'm going to trouble you in the next period of time. ”

It wasn't until Yunfei couldn't bear the area that he stopped, except for the 'skirt' of the golden silk armor, there was no more inch on his body, with his previous experience, in order not to embarrass Ling'er, the moment the clothes on his body turned into ashes, he put the golden silk armor upside down.

"With me, don't worry. Ling'er stayed in Yunfei's sea of qi and chuckled.

Extraordinary people do extraordinary things, and extraordinary times do extraordinary means.

Yun Fei nodded slightly, didn't say much, and immediately activated the spiritual power in his body, approaching the meridians of his arm, raised his palm, and shouted, open.

The seemingly light and powerless palm slapped on the hot sand, and suddenly a terrifying sound came from the calm Flame Mountain Range.

"Boom!"

Crimson sand rose into the sky, filling the space with smoke and dust, and a sea of crimson sand suddenly formed in front of Yun Fei.

The smoke and dust scattered, forming a red sand wall on the ground, half a foot high, the visible heat wave was steaming, three feet away in front of Yun Fei, a large pit with a width of two feet and a depth of one zhang appeared between this heaven and earth.

The big pit in front of him was Yun Fei's Burning Heaven Palm, and after more than a month of hard work, although the Burning Heaven Palm could not break through the double strength, it had obviously taken a big step forward.

"Let's start!" Yun Fei whispered, as if he was saying to himself, and as if he was saying to Ling'er, before the words fell, he had already jumped into the deep pit in front of him.

The heat wave invaded in an instant, enveloping him in, and the temperature on the ground had already caused fist-sized blood blisters to appear on Yun Fei's skin, and the pain of burning all over his body was unbearable, let alone in the deep pit.

As soon as Yun Fei jumped into the crimson pit, the bulging blood bubbles on his body suddenly burst open, and the blood instantly stained his whole body, the dazzling blood red, making people's hearts beat faster.

But the pain was not over, the wound that burst open, the flesh and blood turned over, revealing Sensen's white bones, and the heat wave was pervasive, instantly penetrating into every cell of Yunfei, every inch of flesh and blood, and every bone.

The heart-rending pain, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, made Yun Fei almost dizzy, even though his devotion was comparable to wood and stone after nearly a month of tempering, it was obvious that the current situation was beyond the limit of what he could bear.

As his words fell, Ling'er's transparent body floated out, looking at Yun Fei, who was a bloody person, a touch of unbearability flashed in her eyes, but she was also a decisive person, her transparent little hand stretched out, and her five fingers stretched out, and the blazing sand around the pit and even in other places immediately jumped, one by one, one by one, like a spiritual elf, flying towards the pit.

Sitting in the deep pit, looking at the sandstorm composed of blazing gravel, Yun Fei couldn't help grinning, it was no longer sand, but red dragons, roaring at Yun Fei sitting cross-legged, majestic and earth-shattering.

The crimson hot sand instantly submerged Yunfei and buried him in the deep pit, and suddenly, the sand and gravel adhered to the flesh and blood, covering the thick wounds of the bowl, and the rolling heat wave went straight into the bone marrow, making him can't help but scream.

The inhuman pain was a hundred times stronger than the Red Purgatory Volcano in Hell, and the sand and gravel on his flesh were like ants, gnawing at every inch of flesh and blood on his body, stinging every nerve in his body...

Time is like quicksand at your fingertips, unconsciously, passing in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, it had been three days since Yun Fei returned to the Flame Mountain Range, and in these three days, every day was physically exhausted and extremely weak and pulled out of the deep pit by Ling'er.

At the beginning, Yun Fei could only hold on for half a quarter of an hour at a time, and each time he was in a deep coma, and after recovering, he was buried deep in the sand pit by Ling'er, as the number of times increased, and the continuous reciprocation, he persisted for longer and longer, until three days later, Yun Fei was able to hold on for an hour, this was not enough, he had to continue to work hard.

Endure what others can't endure, and what people can't do, only in this way can you become a strong person.

"Cloud Palm Sect, I'm bothered!"

On the third day when Yun Fei entered the Yanzhi Mountain Range, Wan Jinquan took Lin Qianqian to Qingfeng Sect in person, looking at the corresponding Yun Tianlan who went out, Wan Jinquan said with a smile.

"Hehe, the Lord of Wanhui came to cover the sect in person, there must be something important, please inside. Yun Tianlan laughed, bowed with both hands, and then leaned sideways to make a gesture of please.

"Don't dare, don't dare. ”

Wan Jinquan hurriedly returned the salute, and also made a gesture of please sideways, "Yun Zhangjiao pleases first." ”

Not long after, Yun Tianlan and Wan Jinquan walked into the main hall of Qingfeng Sect one after another, and when the guests and hosts sat down, someone served tea.

Although the Qingfeng Sect has already been a little defeated, the identity of Wanjinquan is not simple after all, so the spiritual tea served is not bad, and it can be said that it is not inferior to the spiritual tea that Wanjin Chamber of Commerce entertains VIPs.

"The Lord of the Ten Thousand Societies is here, I don't know what to learn!" Yun Tianlan smiled slightly.

Although Yun Tianlan was also a guest of the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, his status in the eyes of Wanjinquan was not even comparable to the three major forces of Haoyue City, and for the latter's sudden visit, Yun Tianlan couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.

"The Cloud Palm Sect doesn't need to be polite, Wan Mou came here today because he was entrusted by a senior. Wan Jinquan smiled slightly, his attitude seemed very easy-going, and without waiting for Yun Tianlan to ask, he looked at Lin Qianqian and said, "Come, give things to Yun Zhang." ”

Lin Qianqian smiled, stood up, picked up the delicate box on the table and walked in front of Yun Tianlan, and said, "Yun Zhangjiao, please accept it." ”

"Lord Wanhui, what does this mean?" Looking at the box handed in front of him, one foot square, dark yellow all over, delicate and simple, this is made of sandalwood, and there is a faint fragrance on it, however, Yun Tianlan did not reach out to take it, but asked lightly.

"Huh. Wan Jinquan smiled slightly and said, "Don't doubt the Cloud Palm Sect, this matter is something entrusted to you by the senior at the auction, could it be that the Cloud Palm Sect has forgotten it?"

Yun Tianlan naturally wouldn't forget the mysterious old man Yun Fei dressed up, so he didn't say anything more, reached out and took the sandalwood box in Lin Qianqian's hand, and thanked Wan Jinquan and Lin Qianqian with their fists.

"Thank you, Lord of the Ten Thousand Associations, Deacon Lin. Yun Tianlan put the sandalwood box in his hand on the round table, and said with a smile: "Although my Qingfeng Sect is down, there is still some good wine, if the two of you don't dislike it, how about staying and having a few drinks?"

"Great, wonderful. When I heard the good wine, the worms in my stomach growled. Wan Jinquan clapped her hands and applauded, even Lin Qianqian was smiling, but she had other plans in her heart.