Lingfeng looked at the stone record and thought: Under the bluestone, it is indeed the source of the natural spiritual vein.

The stone on the bluestone is a warning, instructing future generations not to open the bluestone.

Perhaps the bluestone will be opened to destroy the existence of the stone dragon spirit cave, and the spirit cave will not exist, affecting the fortune of future generations.

Reikaze was faced with a choice.

If you open the bluestone treasure hunt, it is likely to destroy the stone dragon spirit cave, if you don't open the bluestone, you may lose the opportunity to get the treasure.

After a while, Lingfeng gave up opening the bluestone treasure exploration, sat on the bluestone, and experienced the 'stone dragon spirit cave'.

He cultivated the 'Zhiyang Xuan Bone', and when he first cultivated, he immediately felt that the tail acupoint inhaled a wisp of yang and aura.

Yang and aura are not strong, like a trickle of water.

Lingfeng was happy, the spirit of the 'Stone Dragon Spirit Cave' belonged to Yangshuo, which was the natural spiritual source that greatly benefited him.

After cultivating the four types of Xuan Bones for one day, Lingfeng felt very good about himself, and benefited more than the cultivation results of Wen Ling'er Cave Mansion.

The 'Stone Dragon Spirit Cave' has been cultivated for a long time, and it will surely advance by leaps and bounds over time.

The sun is slanting on the west mountain, and at dusk, the spiritual wind can stop, get up and leave the 'stone dragon spirit cave' for a casual walk.

At the beginning of the lanterns, sit cross-legged in the dense place of graves, try to grope and practice the ghost path.

The cemetery hanging low at night, eerie, undulating and chaotic graves, like creeping monsters.

The mountain wind swept through the weeds and danced, like a lonely soul floating, and the stars and ghosts flew up, which was terrifying.

In the night sky of the cemetery, countless five-colored points of light flashed, like meteors hitting the moon and flying towards the spiritual wind.

The five-colored point of light entered the three-foot range of the spiritual wind, as if it was being manipulated by an invisible hand, and flew straight to the curve that changed direction.

Flying around the spiritual wind one after another, each rotation will be close to an inch, and finally fly into the spiritual wind.

Countless five-colored points of light are flat, forming a round of circular multicolored light bands, a magical gorgeous landscape, diluting the horror of the night.

Thundered!

The abrupt waves roared, and a turbid yellow river flowed over its body, swallowing the colorful discs, and the gloomy aura was terrifying and rushing.

In the river, countless ghosts and corpses float and float. It is like a dragon swimming, exuding the terrifying power of destroying bones and destroying souls.

Lingfeng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the strange yellow ribbon in front of him in horror.

"What is this?" Lingfeng muttered to himself.

As soon as the words fell, the scene of the terrifying corpse of the Yellow River disappeared without a trace.

Lingfeng was stunned, and suddenly turned his head to look at the sky.

This? Before I knew it, it was already noon with the scorching sun in the sky.

Lingfeng was afraid of himself, he had killed two cultivators, and if there were still cultivators looking for him, he would easily cut off his head.

Peace is a good thing, the spirit wind floated up, moved his muscles and bones, walked to inspect the 'Stone Dragon Spirit Cave', covered it up, and returned to Tianjian Village.

At the gate of Tianjian Village, talking to people, I knew that I had not returned for three days.

Lingfeng was secretly surprised, and said that he prevaricated, and the disciple on duty passed without asking too much.

When I returned to the house, I tended to the flower fields, cleaned the house, and then went to the hall to eat, and stayed at home at night to relax and practice.

Early the next morning, after eating, I left Tianjian Village and went to the cemetery.

He told the disciples on duty to go to the cemetery to cultivate, on the grounds that they were pure and undisturbed.

The disciples on duty were just routine, and they knew the whereabouts of the spiritual wind, and they didn't say much to get along.

Lingfeng arrived at the cemetery and sat cross-legged on the 'Stone Dragon Spirit Cave' to practice.

The four kinds of Xuan bones, each with their own strengths, he is uniform and cultivated, only relying on the 'Zhiyang Xuan Bone' immortal technique, and the fighting ability is single.

Cultivate the truth during the day, and at night, continue to explore the ghost road.

At night, the moonlight shines brightly.

The black mist swirled around the spirit wind within ten feet.

In the black mist, the yin wind is howling, and the black bamboo forest with shadows and shadows seems to be countless ghosts and ghosts.

Behind Lingfeng, there stood an imperial figure, as if it was a steep Yin Mountain, and the pavilion was far away.

The waves roared, the turbid yellow river swirled and flowed, and the corpses rose and fell, like a dragon cruising in the sea of black mist.

The sky is bright, and the fish belly appears white in the east.

Lingfeng opened his eyes, and the figure of the emperor behind him, the sea of black mist disappeared.

He looked at the sky, satisfied with the harvest of the ghost path exploration.

After a while, Lingfeng stood up and stood facing the sunrise in the east.

On the third pole of the sun, the spirit wind returned to Tianjian Village.

......

Time passed, and Lingfeng returned to Tianjian Village for three months, and his life was peaceful and undisturbed.

The results of the cultivation are remarkable, and the acquired Xuan Gu of the three major minor cultivation is all in the middle stage of creation.

In order to enter the realm without being obtrusive, the hidden Zhiyang Xuan Bone Cultivation Foundation is revealed to be in the middle stage of creation.

The so-called quiet and extremely moving, the mind of spiritual wind meditation, appears lax, and there are dust thoughts.

A month later, he attended what Wen Ling'er called the Sword Pill Meeting.

Also, he secretly went to Baihe Town twice, but Bai Yun did not return, and he was worried.

Bai Yun's affairs are heart-wrenching, and he still misses his mother and brother and sister.

After the Sword Pill Meeting, Master Wen Linger should be able to ask for leave for him, return to his hometown to visit relatives, and go to the capital to find Bai Yun.

With the current strength of immortal arts, it is not difficult to travel thousands of miles back and forth in January.

......

At night, the moonlight pours like silver.

Lingfeng practiced the ghost path in the cemetery again, and in the sea of black mist outside his body, there were thirteen more ghosts, and he was cultivating in a fluttering manner.

Thirteen ghosts, the spirit wind only knows that it belongs to the ghost soldiers, and it was inexplicably born in his cultivation of attracting soul power.

The night breeze was gently blowing, and the aura with a blank expression suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were faintly golden and black.

The figure of the emperor behind him, looking at it from the same distance, saw a man in a blue robe, standing fifty meters away.

Lingfeng was startled, and the place where the green-robed man stood was where he killed the green-robed youth.

Coming to this cemetery late at night, could it be the same door of the two people in the green robe who had died?

The spirit wind is nervous and vigilant, and the distant look of the emperor's figure is inexplicable, and the man in the green robe is a cultivator in the spiritual silence period.

He had the intention to hide and avoid trouble, but the man in the green robe suddenly dodged and rushed towards him.

Lingfeng was shocked, and the emperor's figure instinctively flipped his right hand to slap the seal, and a misty black light palm-shaped seal broke through the air.

The black light palm-shaped flying seal grew sharply when it met the blue-robed man. Turned into a five-foot giant hand.

The blue-robed man turned into a green shadow, retreating dangerously to avoid the giant hand violent seal.

Then, the blue shadow flashed in the air and swooped forward, strangely turning into a huge cyan bird shadow.

The huge bird shadow is like a phoenix, and the phoenix wings soar straight down.

Lingfeng raised his head, and the emperor's figure was sharply tall, reaching more than ten meters in an instant, raising his hand and punching critically.

Rumble! Oh!

The huge bird shadow flew upside down with a scream, and the green shadow swept away in a flash.

The figure of the emperor stood like a demon god, watching the green shadow disappear, an illusory disappearance.

Lingfeng collected the black mist and got up, quickly left and returned to Heavenly Sword Village.

He knew the man in the green robe, the cultivator of the spirit of the wind spirit and the bones.

The immortal skills of the wind spirit and the bones are extremely fast, good at swimming, and the most difficult.

Lingfeng lacked confidence in himself, and was afraid that the blue-robed man who had fled had found an accomplice in the Lingfeng period.

On the way back, Lingfeng pondered, if he used the corpse of the Yellow River, I don't know if he could stop it?

He has not experienced actual combat, and he does not dare to fight the strong with the weak, and instinctively chooses to fight conservatively.

......

Lingfeng is honest, so he won't go to the cemetery to practice for the time being, stay in Tianjian Village, practice, and serve the flower field.

Five days later, just after finishing the flower field, a familiar acquaintance, his immortal base enlightener Liu Feng.

The appearance of Liu Feng, who has not been seen for a long time, is still the same, but it is in the middle of the immortal base creation.

Liu Feng walked in, stopped and looked at the half-bloomed flower field, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing his love for flowers and trees.

Lingfeng was unexpected, his mood was a little happy, he and Liu Feng were old friends, and he sincerely called Brother Liu.

Liu Feng looked at Lingfeng with a smile and said gently: "Brother is already the core swordsman of this sect, I am happy for you." ”

Ling Feng nodded warmly, at the beginning, Liu Feng helped him a lot.

Liu Feng turned his head to look at the flower field, and said gently: "Raising flowers and planting trees, cultivating the mind and nature, my brother loves this, no wonder the cultivation is on the rise." ”

Lingfeng smiled: "The cultivation of the eldest brother is the same as the steady progress. ”

Liu Feng shook his head and said gently: "I relied on a Baodan to be promoted to the middle stage, which is inferior to you." ”

Lingfeng said: "Everyone's fate is different, my talent is not stronger than my eldest brother, it is because I have lived in the master's cave for half a year, so I have today's entry." ”

Liu Feng was slightly stunned, puzzled: "Brother, can Elder Wen Ling'er's cave mansion be repaired?" ”

Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, and said, "Big brother doesn't know about the Valley of Hundred Flowers, does there exist a Longquan spiritual vein?" ”

Liu Feng shook his head and looked at Lingfeng.

Lingfeng explained: "Big brother, there is a Longquan spiritual vein in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, I heard that the elders of the inner gate all have a cave house close to the Longquan spiritual vein, I have been cultivating in the master's cave for half a year, and the spiritual energy there is vigorous. ”

Liu Feng sighed lightly, glanced at the side thoughtfully, and seemed to really don't know that there was a Longquan spiritual vein in Baihua Valley.

If you really don't know, although Liu Feng has entered the Great Elder's sect, he has not been valued by the Great Elder.

"Big brother has time to come to me, is there anything to teach?" Lingfeng asked humbly.

Liu Feng raised his eyes and said gently: "I don't have anything to look for you, the Great Elder ordered you to go and see you." ”

Lingfeng was surprised and said in surprise: "Great Elder? Can I help you? ”

Liu Feng shook his head and said, "The Great Elder is now in the Ancestral Hall, I don't know what's going on, but the Great Elder's tone is kind, there should be something good to find you." ”

Lingfeng sighed, and his heart was puzzled.

Liu Feng said again: "Brother, why don't you live in the Valley of Hundred Flowers." ”

Lingfeng replied: "It is said that Senior Brother Zhou Tong wants to engage with my master to practice, and there is an elder above who does not allow me to live in the Valley of Hundred Flowers for a long time, and I have been back here for three months. ”

Liu Feng sighed with an indifferent expression, and beckoned Lingfeng to go to the Patriarch Hall together.

When the two arrived outside the Patriarch Hall, Liu Feng guided Lingfeng to enter alone.

Lingfeng walked into the door of the Patriarch Hall with apprehension.

In the Patriarch Hall, Ling Feng saw that there were only two people, a burly Great Elder Wen Tianhao.

The other, a middle-aged scribe in his early thirties, had a round face and thin eyebrows, and a slightly pale complexion, giving the impression of being frail.

"Disciple Li Lingfeng was ordered to come and see the Great Elder." Lingfeng knelt down and bowed in a regular manner, and he was afraid of the Great Elder from the bottom of his heart.

"Reifeng, get up." The Great Elder responded kindly.

Lingfeng got up and looked up at the Great Elder slightly.

The Great Elder shook his hands and said, "Lingfeng, this is Elder Du. ”

Lingfeng hurriedly saluted: "Disciple Li Lingfeng pays a visit to Elder Du. ”

"Lingfeng, in the late stage of Elder Du's spiritual silence, he has been protecting the Dharma for the owner." The Great Elder interjected.