Therefore, he did not dare to rely entirely on the "Book of Heaven", and he was also working hard to learn and master the magic powers outside of the "Book of Heaven" and practice the method.

Some people have good talents, but Nai has bad luck; Some people are lucky, but they are not talented enough and are not willing to work hard; Some people have good talent, good luck, and are willing to work hard, so it is naturally easy to succeed.

There is another kind of person who has good talent and good luck, but he still has a sense of crisis and works very hard, so no matter what he does, he will naturally enter the country very quickly, such as Wang Qian.

At night, the sky outside became overcast, the clouds rolled in, and the wind became stronger.

Boom, thunder, crackling, raindrops falling, striking on the roof tiles, glass, making a crisp sound.

Thunder and rain,

Wang Qian, who was lying in the rocking chair, closed his eyes, put the scriptures on his body, and the ancient sword was still on his lap, as if he was asleep.

His body shook slightly, his soul left his body, and he came outside the house, feeling the wind and rain falling from the sky, and then rising against the wind and rain, straight into the sky.

In the clouds, thunder and lightning roared, like a swimming dragon.

With a click, the thunder and lightning broke through the dark clouds, and in the blink of an eye, they fell from the sky to the ground.

Wang Qian's soul trembled,

Thunder, the most masculine to the strong, the most feared thing by demons and monsters.

The wind is roaring, the rain is falling, the thunder and lightning are chirping,

In the high sky, feel the wind and rain converge, the huge power contained in the clouds,

His divine consciousness continued to emanate, like clouds, like wind, like rain, filling this heaven and earth, blending with this wind and rain.

With a bang, a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket exploded beside him.

At this moment, his divine soul seemed to be shattered all at once, shattered into countless pieces, turned into a cloud, a gust of wind, a piece of rain, and became a part of this heaven and earth.

The rain is heavier,

The raindrops falling from a certain cloud became a little bigger, denser, and slowly, the sight-reading raindrops also became larger, and the downpour fell from the sky.

Wind a little more,

A gust of wind rose, faster, and it seemed that a big hand pushed behind it, and the wind, which was still soft, gradually whistled,

Wang Qian stretched out his hand, and then the wind and rain around him actually began to converge towards him.

There is no chanting spell, no casting formation,

At this moment, he seemed to realize something.

He swims in the wind and rain, like a gust of wind, a cloud, and he is part of this storm.

I don't know how long it took,

It's time to go back,

His spirit fell violently, like a raindrop, and as the rain fell from the sky, through the roof, and suddenly returned to his body.

His body trembled, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, still reminiscing about the feeling just now.

After a while he closed his eyes again and fell asleep in his rocking chair.

It was still raining outside, and after a while I laughed a lot.

After the rain collects, the stream in the mountain stream flows happily and loudly.

The next morning, the rain stopped, the mountain was covered with fog, and the air was exceptionally fresh.

The morning sun is rising, Wang Qian is refining qi and exhaling on the mountain rock, and there is a soil dog on the side, also refining qi and breathing, his body sucks and swells, like a leather ball, he is surrounded by the aura that is sucked into his mouth and nose, turns around the body, and then exhales the turbidity in the body.

This is the method of refining qi and exhaling that Wang Qian gave him.

Wang Gan's body had purple and white clouds, and the qi was uncertain.

He Yuan also came to the mountain early to breathe in the refining qi, but it was outside the magic circle, although the spiritual energy there was not as dense and rich as in this magic circle, but it was far better than other places.

The weasel was also looking forward to the picture on the mountain rock outside his nest, opening his mouth, and swallowing the aura between heaven and earth like a human.

After the early morning cultivation was over, Wang Qian began to teach the earth dog to write.

No pen, ink and paper,

Your fingers are your pens, and the earth under your feet is your paper.

Heaven, earth, Xuan, yellow,

Wang Qian wrote four words on the ground.

The earth dog bit a wooden stick in his mouth, drew a scoop according to the gourd, and wrote four words crookedly, which is a little stronger than the children who are beginners in writing.

"Well, that's good." Wang Qian smiled and nodded.

"So-so." The earth dog shook its head, opened its mouth, and the wooden stick in its mouth fell to the ground, it picked it up again, and continued to write.

On the mountain to the west, in the woods, three figures suddenly appeared, wearing tights, and the color was very similar to the surrounding trees.

They shuttled quickly through the woods, fast and light.

Hula, a bird flew in the forest,

Well

Wang Qian looked up in the direction of the west, someone came, three.

"He Yuan." Wang Qian shouted outside.

"What do you command, sir?" He Yuan hurriedly replied after hearing this.

"There are uninvited guests on the mountain to the west, you go and greet them."

"Yes sir!" He Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he raised his sword and ran towards the forest.

Whoa, three figures squatted on the tree, looking up at the misty "Shenzhi Mountain".

"Immortal Mountain Victory, Cave Heaven Blessed Land!" One had a stiff tone, as if the tongue had stung a bee.

"Someone's coming!"

A figure came from the mountains and forests in the east, walking and stopping, cautiously.

"Take him!"

A man in the treetop came down from the tree, his figure flashed, and he disappeared.

He Yuan, who was in the forest, suddenly stopped and looked around carefully, what movement he heard just now, very slight, like a cat.

A figure suddenly struck from behind him,

Drawing his sword, slashing horizontally, and swiping the sword light, tens of thousands of sword exercises made him swing his sword at an astonishing speed.

Blood splatters,

With a click, an arm fell to the ground,

Ah, a scream,

Sneaky, really not a good person,

He Yuan stepped on the Nine Palaces, and instantly arrived in front of him, with a faint light shining on the sword body, revealing a sharp and tenacious momentum on his body.

Bang, there was a blinding puff of smoke, and the man disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood.

The sound of the whizzing wind sounded in his ears, and He Yuan dodged when he heard the sound, and several darts hit the trunk of the tree.

He Yuan's figure flashed, and he disappeared into the jungle, a sword light, with a click, a tree was cut off.

He had received special training from Laifu in the mountains, and he had developed amazing reactions, and the speed of these two people was far worse than Laifu.

On the tree, a person flew down in the air, a knife light,

Volleying in the air,

Seeing this, He Yuan swung his sword to meet it,

When there was a loud sound, the scimitar in the man's hand was arbitrarily cut by He Yuan's sword, and a cut was cut on his body by the blade, and blood then seeped out.

After landing, a puff of green smoke rose and disappeared with him.

He Yuan held his sword, stood in place, and looked around.

With a click, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, and a hand reached out from the ground just as he was about to grab him, and his figure flashed away.

At the same time a sword pierced into the ground,

Fire escape. The art of fire.

A fire raged out of the forest.

He Yuan hurriedly flashed to the side, hissing wind flew from all directions, stepping on the Nine Palaces, the sword light flew vertically and horizontally, the jingle bell rang for a crisp sound, and the flying darts were all knocked away by him with a long sword.

crackling, the surrounding trees burst into flames,

Among the trees, a few eyes hid in the shadows and stared at He Yuan.

(End of chapter)