Thinking that he had been in Quling City for so long, that Yuan Ying had not been able to discover him through the Life and Death Soul Talisman.

In the end, it was only due to the close encounter between the two sides that it was exposed, indicating that the sensing range of that soul talisman was mostly limited.

In order to become stronger, for the sake of Lao Jin and Fairy Ye, and for his own sword path, Jin Ziming decided to take a gamble and go to sea to practice!

He built a temporary residence on a small island, and during the day he went to the sea to practice the "Kunpeng Tongtian Technique" and further understand the "Kun Power Force".

When the tide rises in the evening, go to the "Forget the Worries Corner", practice the remaining ten moves of the "Tide Knife Technique", and dig deeper into the "Tide Meaning".

Very few people will comprehend the potential and mysteries when they study the main exercises, and they also have to practice the sword technique, but Jin Ziming found that the effect of rotating the practice every day is excellent.

It seems that there is some kind of internal relationship between these four things, and when you encounter a problem somewhere, you don't get attached and instead go to the other three types of cultivation, which often touches on the analogy and quickly clarifies the crux of the problem.

In this way, more than half a year has passed, Jin Ziming is thirty years old, and the "Kun Chapter" has finally become a small success.

Running this major practice, and integrating it into the "Kun Momentum", and then performing the "Tidal Knife Technique" and "Wind and Thunder Slash", etc., suddenly the wind and clouds change, the weather is myriad, and the power of the moves is amazing.

The sword technique has become sharper and more powerful, and the strength is even more violent, he guessed that even if he doesn't use the Quadruple Yuan God to carry out the soul attack, he can completely carry it with the Jindan Great Perfection.

It's time to practice the "Peng Zhi Chapter", the mantra is already familiar to me, but when it comes to cultivation, the progress is much slower than before, obviously because there is no "Peng Zhi Momentum" to integrate.

You have to think about riding that divine bird, Dapeng, to see if you can have some understanding.

That night, he flew to a secluded place near the main peak of the Holy Sword and sat down cross-legged.

First run the basic exercises of "Kunpeng Tongtianjue", then the "Kun Chapter" that integrates the "Kun Momentum", and the superficial "Peng Chapter", after more than half an hour, in the dark, there is a wind coming.

Jin Ziming smiled, and the huge figure flew in, and it slowly landed in front of it, looking at him with a faint gaze.

He could feel that it was a kind of friendliness in the face of his kindred or friends, and he boldly walked over.

Approaching the huge body, he gently stroked its wing feathers with his right hand, and the eyes of the Divine Bird Dapeng were gentle, showing a very enjoyable appearance, and even shook his neck slightly.

Jin Ziming was no longer polite, and raised his head at Dapeng, his eyes signaling that he thought of its back.

Seeing that the other party did not object, he jumped up, sat on the extremely wide back, leaned down, put his upper body on Dapeng, and patted it gently.

The sacred bird flapped its wings and flew slowly, gradually flying higher and higher, and the full moon above its head was cold and lonely.

The hazy moonlight shone down, and the golden feathers of the Roc could be seen, but beyond that, there was only darkness and loneliness.

The Roc flew farther and farther, the wet sea breeze blew on their faces, and the soft sound of the sea tide came from their ears, and they were already on the top of the sea.

He closed his eyes and stretched out his arms, like a bird soaring through the air with its wings outstretched.

The breath of the mountains is getting farther and farther away, but the breath of the sea and the cold wind are howling.

Jin Ziming enjoyed the intimate contact with the sky, feeling the wind passing through his fingers, blowing his long hair away, and the smell of strong wind raging on the exposed skin made him even more excited.

When his mood calmed down, he put the cold moon on the back of the divine bird, and then placed the small fish tank on it.

Then the rune was imprinted with the Divine Soul, and a bright light suddenly appeared in the fish tank, but this time it was not gold, but silver.

His left hand was on Peng's back, his right thumb was pressed against the Kun's pattern, and the other four fingers were inserted into the silver light.

A giant kun with a body length of thousands of miles twisted its body, jumped out of the sea, and turned into a golden-winged roc.

This ancient bird, with its wings spread out about the same length as a kun, flies smoothly, like a moving castle, flying over the sea and towards the forest, as if everything is under control.

It kept flying forward, as if it was just for the sake of higher, farther, and more extreme, breaking through the limits again and again, trampling all the tribulations below.

This is the demeanor of a king, the inspection of the territory by the emperor of the air, and where it passes, all living beings tremble and submit.

The wind of nature, humbly surrounding the sacred bird, is so understanding that it seems to have become the mount of the king.

Every wisp of wind is working hard to make this emperor fly faster, stronger, and easier.

Jin Ziming instantly realized that the rules of the wind were completely used by Peng, and he became the master of the wind.

The giant wings flapped to harness the power of the wind, generating power and speed, which in turn created the domineering spirit that intimidated the Quartet.

Wind is the core of "Peng's potential", and only by understanding it can we take the opportunity to experience the mystery of wind.

Wind represents not only speed, but also control, balance, strength and momentum.

In the Divine Soul Space, the Golden-winged Dapeng has been soaring, but it has become an ancient battlefield under its feet.

On the city wall, someone is giving orders, and on the battlefield outside the city, the corpses of monks and demon beasts can be seen everywhere, and the battle is bloody and tragic.

The two sides are fighting for their lives, and more and more humans and monsters are falling.

The confrontation in the air was the core of this battle, the giant golden-winged Dapeng was being besieged by several Terran demi-immortals, two of them had already been torn apart by the Jinpeng, and the soul of one of them was also annihilated at the same time.

The seriously injured Dapeng could no longer support it, and fell from the sky, and the demon beast camp began to fall apart.

The Terrans launched an all-out counterattack, and more and more high-ranking monks flew out of the hidden places in the city to join the army of chasing demon beasts.

The demon clan was wiped out, and only scattered demon beasts were able to escape.

At this moment, Jin Ziming's divine soul suddenly popped out of that divine soul space.

When I opened my eyes and looked down, I couldn't help but be surprised, wasn't the familiar ruins of the city wall the ancient battlefield I saw in my divine sense just now?

Jin Ziming vaguely guessed that this was a battlefield somewhere during the last battle between the two clans.

What did Dapeng bring himself here for? Could it be related to the ancient golden-winged roc on that head?

Why can the small fish tank show itself in advance where Dapeng belongs?

The fish tank should not be conscious, can it spontaneously project the thoughts of Kun, Peng, or their descendants into that mysterious divine soul space?

Dapeng landed, Jin Ziming, who was full of doubts, jumped to the ground, the cold wind blew, and he felt eerie, knowing that this was the reason why the bones of countless humans and demon beasts were buried underground, and the souls could not be eliminated.

Jin Ziming was still thinking about the purpose of Dapeng bringing him here.

Could it be that the flying technique that I have just comprehended in Peng Bird, as well as the rudiments of the power of the wind and the mystery of the wind, are not enough?

It dawned on him that maybe he wanted to watch the Golden-Winged Roc fight?

He sat down cross-legged, and began to replay the Jinpeng picture he had just seen, to see how the power of the wind and the mystery blessed flight and battle.

After watching it over and over again, he suddenly realized that Peng, like Kun, used his strong body.

Not only do they have the blessings of power and mystery, but they also let their flesh and blood interact with wind and water respectively, and the three together produce a new kind of potential energy and power.

This is the same reason that Kun uses the waves to fight, and he cheers inwardly.

He only needs to copy the experience of cultivating the "Kun Chapter", first use Peng's physical body to control the wind and power, realize the power of Peng, and at the same time comprehend the power of the wind, as well as a little bit of the mystery of the wind and the way of power.

On this basis, the practice of the "Peng Chapter" will definitely be successful.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he began to meditate, imagining his body, strength, and soul to be added to Peng, and become one with it, and the shocking feeling suddenly came.

This time, enlightenment and meditation lasted for five days, during which the divine beast Dapeng also flew away, but more often, it was waiting by his side to protect the Fa for him.

When he opened his eyes, he had a great understanding of the power of Peng and the power of the wind, and the practice of "Peng Zhizhi" also found a way to get started, and even the mystery of the wind also touched a trace of the skin.

As soon as Jin Ziming quit his cultivation, he noticed Leng Yue's abnormal change, and the blade began to heat up, conveying to him the kind of longing he had last time in Huayun Mountain.

He immediately understood the other party's intentions, and skillfully detected the direction according to the heat of the blade, and after walking a few miles to the northwest, Leng Yue's reaction reached the extreme.

Jin Ziming began to dig with a knife until he dug a large hole more than ten zhang deep.

There were a lot of monster remains, as well as a few human skeletons, and there were many broken weapons scattered around.

In the body of a huge lion demon, there is a well-preserved arrow, which wipes away the dirt and dust on it, and it is still golden and extraordinary.

Leng Yue trembled, Jin Ziming didn't disappoint the old fellow, and directly put the golden arrow on top of it.

Suddenly, the golden color of the arrow body was removed, gradually turning into silver, then gray, and finally a small handful of ashes.

Looking at Leng Yue again, the damage on it was repaired again, and what surprised him even more was that Leng Yue sent out a divine sense to himself that although it was not strong, it was already relatively stable:

"Thank you!"

"Ah, you've got a psychic?"

"I have a spiritual mind, and I am the instrument spirit of this sword."

"What's your name?"

"My former owner called me 'Mud'."

"Well, that's a good name, you've just woken up now, it's equivalent to a baby, I'll call you 'Little Mud' in the future."

"Okay, I'm too weak to continue talking to you, I need to sleep.

The next time I sense something good, I'll remind you that we're working well together. ”

"Hey, wait, it's rare to wake up once, you have to tell me something, like how to practice, how to use this knife, etc."

"Well, you're not bad, I'll give you a little sweetness.

If you engrave the runes on the Qingling Jar and the knife into your body, you will have unexpected gains. ”

"How do you engrave it?"

"You can find a rune master and ask you, I'm sleepy, sleep."

After transmitting this consciousness, the connection was suddenly interrupted, and there was no more news.

"It turns out that the fish tank is called Qingling Tank, it's not good, it's still called a small fish tank, and it belongs to the same small character as the little mud and small insects." Jin Ziming thought proudly.