"The wind is just a flow of air, caused by uneven heat and cold, but in this shijie, even the wind has spirituality, and my feelings prove it. ”

"Could it be that because the body has the Wind Spirit Root, it causes some kind of resonance between the elements?"

Thirteen Lang, who was immersed in thought, experienced everything in his body with his heart. The fusion was extremely difficult, but the pace was unwavering, and with each deepening level, he could feel as if something was changing in his body.

Something more, and at the same time something less.

At this time, if someone was by his side, he could see a strange scene on Thirteen Lang's skin, and tiny cyclones were spinning at high speed, as if they were about to seep into his body and spiral out of his body. Along with it, a layer of grease-like substance gradually condensed on his body, exuding a sour smell.

And in Thirteen Lang's own feelings, fusion means not only these, but also unspeakable pain. The spirit is not something that can be seen by the eye at all, and the wind is even more invisible and tasteless, but the body instinctively wants to hinder this integration, like a thick diaphragm.

At his dantian, the spiritual power vortex was running to the extreme, constantly urging the wind to enter every inch of his body. It seems to be blending, and it seems to be cleaning away the filth, and every time he cleans, he needs to endure unspeakable pain, and it brings about changes that make him ecstatic.

He even felt that as this process continued, the spiritual membrane covering the imprint on his chest had been automatically removed, and the second sharp horn of the star had actually closed in an extremely slow but extremely resolute way, gradually becoming smooth.

If it is said that it is the first time that he has tried to use external force to forge his body, but he is too familiar with the changes of that star. Several failed attempts to build a foundation, and he knew very well how precious this change was. It actually means that this fusion not only changes his body, but also brings about an increase in mana!

Confirming this change, Jusan Lang can conclude that he has encountered or discovered a rare opportunity, and he cannot easily let it go no matter what.

"This is not only the fusion of wind power, but also the absorption of spiritual power and even magic power! Both spirit and demon qi are extremely abundant here, and because the storm is too violent, there is a certain degree of fusion in itself. To others, it is a moat and even a poison, but to me, it is an excellent place to cultivate. ”

The excitement gushed out of his heart uncontrollably, and Jusan Lang almost jumped on the spot. It's not that his mind isn't stable enough, it's that this discovery is too amazing.

For more than ten years of penance, he had been groping alone in the dark, and he didn't dare to reveal a trace of his style to outsiders. Even if it was Tashan, at most, he would only guess that he might be a spirit and demon alien body, and he would never imagine the real situation. The hardships of which can be described in words.

After successfully building the foundation, Shisanlang quickly realized that his next cultivation was very likely to encounter a huge problem, the key to which was the amount of spiritual power and magic power.

Not to mention meditating and refining qi like a normal monk, even with the special ability of sucking spirits and absorbing demons, the speed is far inferior to others. Because his mana is not the same as that of other people. Once he relied on this purity to pretend to be a master of enlightenment, and he also made a lot of floating money. Today, however, this purity has become an out-and-out barrier, almost insurmountable.

Now that the problem is solved, not to mention anything else, the number of all kinds of magic weapons of the spirit and demons saved alone must be calculated in large quantities. With such a fate, how could he not be ecstatic!

As long as the Yin Yang Canyon is there, there is no time for the avenue!

From another point of view, if Thirteen Lang wants to find out the truth behind Tashan's removal from the helmsman's position, he is purely humiliating himself without strong strength to back him up. The reason why he didn't interrogate Zong Ming was precisely because of this. ...,

In ecstasy, time passes

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A day later, Jusan Lang woke up from his meditation.

He didn't take the initiative to give up cultivation, but his body reacted, the wind power in the cave was not enough!

As Tinker Bell said, the storm in the canyon will continue to descend and then continue to strengthen. The current situation is undoubtedly the former.

After waking up, Jusan Lang found that his body had unconsciously moved to the entrance of the cave, and if he walked further, he would be swept into the storm.

He was shocked by this discovery. With his current level, cultivating in the cave is not hindered, but if he is caught in the storm in self-forgetfulness, the consequences will be unimaginable. Fortunately, although those layers of prohibition did not directly wake him up, they also played a warning role, and when he touched the first layer of zuihou, he finally came to his senses.

"There is no time for cultivation, it's really like this!"

Realizing that he needed to plan a more secure Jihua, Shisanro extinguished the idea of continuing to cultivate. He knew that as long as he touched the doorway, he would be able to come here again in the future and cultivate in a step-by-step manner.

"If one day, I can cultivate in the canyon when the wind is at its most violent, how far can I cultivate?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Thirteen's spirits were greatly lifted. Later, he found that the benefits brought by this cultivation were far from this, and he didn't even temper his physical body. It is said that the body is full of liliang and becomes stronger. What's more, the storm blowing on the body at this time has a feeling of coming out of the body. It was as if he had become a part of the wind, and no matter how the wind swept it, it would be difficult to bring any more harm.

With a sense of excitement that was almost newborn, he walked to the place where he had left his fist mark and threw another punch.

With a soft sound, a shallow fist mark was left on the wall again, and the depth did not make much difference. However, Shisanro clearly felt that this punch was different from just now.

It's hard to describe the feeling, it seems more agile, easier to grasp, and more weighty. It's as if the familiarity of this action after repeating it thousands of times, as well as the kind of control over Liliang, are slightly stronger than before.

"Liliang is not a problem, this kind of perception is more rare than enhancing liliang, and you have to focus on understanding it in the future. ”

Thinking about this, he checked the star stripes on his chest. As I felt it, the sharp corner did have a tendency to return, but it was not obvious. Outwardly, it has only slightly become blunt. Obviously, it takes time to succeed.

Everything has a clue, and Jusan Lang no longer thinks about it. He took a deep breath and turned to think about the situation at hand.

As soon as his attention shifted from his cultivation, he immediately frowned.

The reason is simple, it stinks!

Before and after people, Thirteen Lang gave people the impression that they were very clean, and although they didn't care too much about their clothes, they were always neat and refreshing. At this time, I found that I felt as if I had been fished out of the dung pit of fermentation for a month, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"No wonder the Buddhists say that the flesh is just a dirty shell, and they don't deceive me. ”

Self-cleanliness was never a problem for the monk, and after laughing at himself, Jusan Lang quickly cleaned up his body, cleaned up his whole body, sealed the mark again, and stepped out of the cave to continue on his way.

This time in the midst of the wind, his state was obviously different. Not only is his spirit good, but his gait is much easier, and with this kind of wind power at the moment, he doesn't even need to turn on the shield, he can maintain it with his physical body alone.

Walking in the wind, Thirteen Lang is like a tower mountain playing in the water, and he actually walked out of a sense of floating out of the dust. If there is an outsider here, I am afraid that I will be surprised, and mistakenly think that this person is a four-star or even higher-level war spirit.

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This time he walked so smoothly that he had to stop until the middle of the canyon to find shelter from the wind to breathe. Because as the aura advanced in the canyon, the most violent part of the wind also moved forward, and from the outside, Jusan Lang seemed to be chasing the storm, with a certain sense of grandeur. ...,

Because he didn't want to miss the opportunity, he seized the opportunity to practice for another day, and in order to ensure safety, Thirteen Lang simply used physical means without a suitable means of prohibition. He stuck a few flying swords near the entrance of the cave, so that when his body moved here, he should be able to wake up no matter what.

After doing all this, Shisanro looked at the cave like a fence and said to himself, "What is this?

Not to mention, this method was indeed effective, and when he woke up from his cultivation the next day, he found that his body had squeezed the two flying swords a little bent, and several of the flying swords had lost their spirituality under the wild and continuous bombardment, and they were almost unusable.

While breaking the wealth and feeling distressed, Thirteen Lang felt a lot of awe in his heart. Secretly thinking that the power of perception is indeed terrifying, and it can make people lose to such an extent. This is only the beginning, and the further you go, the more you lose power. Until you think of a proper solution, you can't continue easily.

"When a monk cultivates, it's almost like an animal hibernating...... The way of prohibition must be strengthened!"

With a few sighs, Thirteen Lang cleaned up his mood and set off again.

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Stop-and-go, stop-and-go, the Yin-Yang Canyon is known as a line separating Yin and Yang, and it was slowly completed by the teenager in his cultivation. After seven days, Shisanro finally walked out of the canyon with a hint of excitement and fatigue.

In front of me, there is a vast land!

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