At the top of the mixed earth peak, Shang Jinli was dressed in a robe and hunted against the mountain wind, and for a time the wind and clouds gathered, and the hazy earth law phase faintly manifested behind him, and there was an ancient earth in the law phase, countless cracks and spider webs were densely covered, and countless storms raged the dim world.

The Dharma Phase, which can only be reluctantly manifested when it reaches the Jindan realm, is the original meaning of a cultivator's cultivation of the Dao Dharma

As the cultivator's cultivation progresses, the origin of the Great Dao of comprehension becomes more and more profound, and the Dharma becomes clearer and clearer.

As long as the cultivation reaches a certain level, you can manifest the Dharma Phase, directly suppress and kill the opponent, and the Dharma Aspect to that point is almost the cultivator's own Dao World comprehended.

The deeper the comprehension of the origin of the Great Dao, the clearer the degree of manifestation of the Fa Phase, and the greater the power that can be exerted.

Although Shang Jinli is the first to enter the realm of Jindan, and the Dharma that can be manifested is only the thinnest bit of phantom, but that wisp of Dao meaning is real. That wisp of Dao meaning evolved from his Dharma phase around the void, and gradually merged into the ubiquitous earth-moving aura, as if linking the earth-walking aura of the entire space between breaths and breaths, and the earth-moving aura centered on him, constantly gathering around him, more majestic and majestic.

Zhao Qing kicked the flying stone table, and the stone table roared over several courtyards, it was really smashed in all directions, and there was not even a trace of floating on the surface of the tea cup on the table.

Shang Jinli frowned and said, "I really don't know whether to live or die." Then the divine light of his fingertips fell.

The finger light rushed out of a small mountain, exuding the power of tens of millions of jun, facing the stone table is to crush down, one side is a small hill like the appearance, the other side is a small stone table, the appearance is really too different.

Just when many ordinary disciples were watching with their breath closed, when everyone had no doubt that the stone table was about to be crushed into powder.

The sound of "click", a small sound, but it was extremely clear in everyone's ears, in the stunned eyes of everyone, an incredible expression. On the top of that small hill, a huge crack suddenly opened, and then there was a chaotic sound of 'crackling', which was shattered into powder in an instant, and the yellow finger light seemed to be unable to withstand an inexplicable huge force, breaking inch by inch, and disappearing in the void.

The stone table was intact in the void, and not even the tea in the teacup spilled a bit.

"Can I continue to drink tea?" Zhao Qing's lazy voice came, and the calm wind was light, and there was no trace to be seen.

"Please, someone Shang will come to ask for advice again!" Shang Jinli also restrained all his momentum, and burst out coldly from between his teeth.

The faces of the two elders who had just spoken out in favor of Shang Jinli changed slightly, but the other elders continued to stand without wave.

Shang Jin flicked his sleeves and left.

"Can you resist the blow of Jin Dan's disciples, that kid is also Jin Dan's cultivation?" said an elder suspiciously.

"Hmph, since you have reached the Jindan realm, why do you still have to mingle among ordinary disciples, what tricks is this kid doing?"

"Yes, carefully check the details of this kid to see if he has mixed into the annihilation of this sect. One of the two elders chimed in.

At this time, an elder who had not spoken for a long time spoke: "I don't need to say more about the rights and wrongs of this matter, we just understand it in our hearts, and you don't know that little thing among the disciples, don't make too much trouble and let other peaks see the jokes, and don't care so much about the small fights of young people." ”

"Hmm" All the elders nodded one after another, it seemed that this elder's status among everyone was still quite high, and as soon as he spoke, the others had no objections.

"That kid will come up when he wants to!" the elder said lightly, turning to leave.

The elders glanced at each other, didn't say anything more, and just glanced in the direction of Zhao Qing's courtyard, and left one after another.

At the entrance of the Danfang Hall at the top of the peak, the elder in charge of the Danfang stood at the door, holding his white beard in one hand, nodding and smiling: "It seems that the old man should give the right opportunity, and this kid's heart is surnamed The old man likes it." ”

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Qing took back the stone table fixed in mid-air, reached out to take the tea cup, took a sip, and then frowned slightly and said, "The tea is cold!"

This time the turmoil was even worse, not as good as the last time it came and went in secret, this time it was a collision in broad daylight in full view of everyone. One is a personal disciple who has just been promoted to the Jindan realm, and the other is a new disciple who has not been at the peak for less than half a month.

Why did Zhao Qing only break through the realm of the void when he first started, and he already had the strength to compete with his own disciples in just a few days, all of this, Zhao Qing shirked the 'Yuan Ling Pill' given by Elder Danfang.

Some well-intentioned people wanted to come to make friends with Zhao Qing, but Zhao Qing was too lazy to see these people, so he closed the door and came to Yunfeng's courtyard. Yun Feng drank the tea fused with the 'Yuan Ling Pill' without knowing what to do, and at the critical juncture of the impact realm, he couldn't stand the slightest interference from the outside world, so Zhao Qing simply came to him to act as a protector for him.

Two days later, the Dharma bell on the Concrete Peak rang again.

"Congratulations to my disciple Yunfeng for breaking through, reaching the Jindan realm, and becoming the second and second personal disciple of my Mixed Earth Peak, I hereby decree the edict to the whole peak!"

After that, the Dharma bell rang again, and the grand sound wave shook the whole peak.

"Congratulations to disciple Zhao Qing for breaking through, reaching the Jindan realm, and becoming the 203rd personal disciple of my Mixed Earth Peak, I hereby decree the edict to the whole peak!"

In less than a few days, three people broke through the realm one after another, not to mention that there was some turmoil up and down the Mixed Earth Peak, and even the other seven peaks were shaken, and many eyes looked at the Mixed Earth Peak for a while.

The disciple can have his own exclusive cave, which is a symbol of status, and after the cave is issued to the disciple, it will be fully owned by the disciple, and he can build pavilions and pavilions at will, which are arranged according to the disciple's preferences.

Zhao Qing has lived in the Valley of Beasts for all these years, and he is not very appetized for the splendid palace buildings, but he has only hastily built a few bamboo houses, and there is nothing else.

Compared to the colorful and heroic light that appeared on the other peaks, he couldn't help but have some shabby here, but Zhao Qing didn't care about that.

The word 'Qingfeng' is engraved on a huge stone tablet, standing quietly on the top of the peak, and a continuous breath vaguely communicates with the spiritual veins of the earth.

Since then, the small peak to which Zhao Qing belongs has been named 'Qingfeng'.

Two hundred and three small peaks are located in an orderly manner around the Mixed Earth Peak, this is the cave of all the disciples of the Mixed Earth Peak, two hundred and three various colors of light alternately cover each other in the void, and a brilliant earth-walking avenue is permeated between heaven and earth.

The path is long and the years go by, and cultivating the Dharma and preaching the Tao is a boring thing. Often a meditation is more than ten days after the day has passed, and sometimes what is cultivated is not the depth of cultivation, but also the enlightenment of one's own state of mind.

Sometimes when the opportunity comes, I can't say that I can see through the confusion in an instant, suddenly open up, and go to the next level. There are also states of mind that have not been understood, even if they sit for months, or even for years, they are still standing still, which abounds and is not unusual.

Zhao Qingpan sat under a piece of green bamboo, the bamboo leaves swayed, and the moonlight sprinkled gently like water on patches of mottle. A little bit of moonlight essence filled Zhao Qing's surroundings, beating gently, as if he was cheering.

The green bamboo seems to have a spiritual surname, attracting the moonlight essence to slowly integrate into itself, and slowly spit the essence into the endless soil rooted through its own veins.

Suddenly, in this silent night, a faint sound of flute came from a distance.

The sound of this flute is light and floating, at first it just sounds like a mosquito in the ears, clear and cold, blowing a mountain of mist slowly blowing, like smoke and rain, simply unpredictable.

In the end, the sound of this flute became more and more vigorous, and the light and clear rhythm jumped violently, instantly turning into an iron-blooded horse, Jin Ge stirred, and hit the peaks fiercely. The sound of the flute became more and more frenzied, and after only a moment, all the valleys rumbled and reverberate, and countless explosions rose out of thin air.

Zhao Qing heard it in his ears, and the sound of the flute that came from the ** impact turned into a cluster of monstrous waves, tearing the void, and pressing it down like this.

Unmoved, Zhao Qing just slowly opened his eyes, and his palms on his chest followed Xiao Yin and slowly hit the beat.

Clapping palm by palm, I vaguely saw that there was a dense light blooming in the palm, and a circle of invisible ripples spread from the inside out, hitting the flute sound head-on, and there was a small and dense explosion sound in the void.

Zhao Qing's beat is still not in a hurry, but there is an indescribable melody flowing, no matter how the sound of the flute is pressed, it always protects the space around Zhao Qing in a radius of four feet, shattering and dissolving all the sounds of the flute that enter this range invisibly.

"Haha, it's rare to listen to Senior Sister Su play a song, I never thought that there was a person who didn't understand the amorous feelings, so Senior Sister continued, and I came to let him stop a little. Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, a rough voice sounded in the night.

On the top of a small peak a few miles away on the side of Qingfeng, a huge light suddenly rose to the sky, reflecting the heaven and earth clearly, this huge light was like an angry dragon out of the sea, as soon as it rose into the air, a stream of earthy true qi shook back the surrounding void.

The roar was deafening, and the huge pillar of light rushed into the air, but it reversed and fell towards Qingfeng Town. The wind fell, raising countless sand, dust, and soil, and for a while, Qingfeng shook slightly, and some small and delicate grasses couldn't withstand the oppressive force from the space, and they shattered into a ball of powder.

"Noise!" Zhao Qing glanced at the corner of his eyes and said coldly.

As soon as the palms were closed, only a small "click" was heard, and a clear trajectory flowed through the palms, facing the huge pillar of light. Although there is no color in this track, there is a trace of distortion and bending in the spatial scene where it passes, as if the space passed along the way has been broken and cracked.

As soon as the two completely different forces came into contact, there was no unexpected explosion sound, only the huge pillar of light strangely cracked in the void one by one, and disappeared into the void silently inch by inch.

"Hmph!" a muffled snort came, and then the light on the small peak was exhausted, and the silence returned to before.

The sound of the flute dragged out a long tone, which gradually receded, becoming smaller and smaller, and after a moment it was no longer heard.