In dreams.

Chen Luo heard a mysterious voice.

The voice was very gentle, although he couldn't understand it, but it felt familiar, and the voice seemed to be in his ears, constantly echoing in his mind.

……

Early morning.

Chen Luo woke up from his dream.

Whispers echoed in my ears.

Chen Luo listened carefully, he heard the breeze holding up the white cranes in the sky, heard the breeze blowing down the peach blossoms in the mountains, heard the breeze blowing the stream at the foot of the mountain, and there seemed to be an ancient voice whispering.

The whispers in the wind were different from the mysterious voices heard last night, but somewhat similar.

Get out of the room.

Chen Luo saw his senior sister sitting at the table reading a book, and he could see her reading every day when he got up.

Jiang Fuyao raised his head and said gently: "There is a bowl of elixir here, drink it before leaving." ”

Chen Luo walked to the table, he picked up the elixir and smiled brightly, "Senior sister, you are so good to me, what do you like, I will give it to you later." ”

"I like to beat you."

Jiang Fuyao replied without thinking.

After Chen Luo drank the elixir, he stood in front of Jiang Fuyao, "Senior sister, give you a punch." ”

"Let me beat me, I'll fight, wouldn't I be very faceless, you hurry up and cultivate."

Jiang Fu shook his hand.

Chen Luo smiled and left the mountain courtyard.

……

Come to the quarry.

Chen Luo continued to follow Meng Bai to cultivate.

Listening to the gentle breeze in his ears, Chen Luo actually had a sense of intimacy, he let go of all distractions, as if he was in the boundless sky.

His consciousness is like a leaf, following the breeze to wander between heaven and earth.

Over the mountains, across the sea, from south to north, across thousands of mountains and rivers in one thought.

In the blink of an eye.

Dusk falls.

Chen Luo opened his eyes.

Meng Bai looked at him, a little curious, "Did you hear the wind talking?" ”

Chen Luo shook his head.

He heard whispers in the wind, but he wasn't sure it was the wind talking, probably an illusion, and those whispers were completely incomprehensible to him.

Meng Bai nodded, this was what he expected, it was not easy to hear the wind talk, not to mention that Chen Luo did not have the blood of the wind talker.

Chen Luo was a little puzzled, "Uncle Meng, I feel that I have followed the wind through thousands of rivers and mountains, and those places seem to be real. ”

Meng Bai was dumbfounded, he looked at Chen Luo in disbelief, "Hahaha, prove that you sense their existence, the wind becomes your eyes, and now what you have to learn is to control the wind." ”

"Uncle Meng, I will work hard."

Chen Luo smiled and nodded.

......

Two months later.

Sunny morning.

Quarry.

Chen Luo sat cross-legged on the ground.

For the past two months, he has been in the quarry, cultivating with Meng Bai, and learning powerful swordsmanship while comprehending the sword intent of the wind.

These swordsmanship is what Meng Bai has learned all his life, for swordsmanship, Chen Luo learned it very quickly, he can watch it almost once or twice, and his kendo talent is extremely high.

Meng Bai handed over all his knowledge to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo is now in the late stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and he can break through to the Tongxuan Realm at any time, because the five internal organs can still be tempered, so he is not in a hurry to break through.

The whispers in his ears grew more and more frequent, like the whispers of many creatures, the language was so incomprehensible that he could not understand the meaning.

"Uncle Meng, I probably heard the winds talking, but I couldn't understand their language."

Chen Luo asked Meng Bai for advice.

Meng Bai trembled with excitement and explained with a smile, "We are not descendants of the Wind God, so naturally we can't understand what they say, and when you get along with them for a long time, you may be able to understand the hints they give." ”

"You can hear them, and they recognize you." Meng Bai laughed.

He was proud of Chen Luo.

Chen Luo reached out to grab it by feeling, he shook it lightly, and then took it back.

"Got it!"

Chen Luo had nothing in his hands.

But he felt the wind wrapping around his fingers, like a small snake, and this feeling was amazing.

"Can you lend me the power?"

Chen Luo whispered to the wind in his hand.

Chen Luo is very gentle with the wind.

The wind whispered in his ear, as if to tell something, Chen Luo was willing to listen to them, willing to be their friend.

In an instant, a strong wind surged between Chen Luo's fingers, he pinched the fingers of the sword, and the moment he raised it, more than a dozen wind blades like swimming snakes roared out.

The boulder several feet high in front of him was pierced out of the hole the moment it was hit by the wind blade.

Meng Bai was overjoyed, "Demon, you have mastered the Wind Resisting Sword Intent in less than three months, if those old monsters know, I'm afraid they will be red again." ”

Chen Luo said modestly: "Compared with my uncle, my Wind Resisting Sword Intent is too weak. ”

Meng Bai's eyes were full of anticipation, "Now that you have mastered the Wind Resisting Sword Intent and continue to cultivate, you will definitely be able to resist the Wind in the future." ”

"Thank you Uncle Meng for your advice."

Chen Luo looked grateful.

He has gained a lot during this time.

Meng Bai sighed lightly and said meaningfully: "My swordsmanship, you can see it, you can also learn the wind sword intent that I am proud of, I have nothing to teach, you won't use it in the future." ”

Chen Luo was stunned.

After getting along for a while, Chen Luo had a very good impression of Meng Bai, he bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "Thank you Uncle Meng for your guidance during this time, I have benefited a lot, if Uncle Meng needs juniors in the future, the juniors are duty-bound." ”

"I want to drink."

In order to teach Chen Luo to cultivate.

Meng Bai endured it all the time and didn't drink.

Chen Luo's face was a little embarrassed, he knew that Uncle Shi would go crazy when he drank, "Uncle Shi, apart from the desire to drink, what other wishes do you have?" ”

Meng Bai rose into the air, "Cultivate well, don't waste your talent, I'm going to drink." ”

After speaking.

Meng Bai disappeared into the sky.

Chen Luo watched his uncle leave, he took out the iron sword and performed a set of swordsmanship.

Soaring like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon.

The iron sword brought a gust of wind.

When Chen Luo swung his sword and slashed out, a wind dragon roared out, and the dragon's roar resounded between heaven and earth.

This is Meng Baijiao's sword move, Royal Dragon Yin!

Boulders in the distance collapsed in pieces.

"It's time to find a way to break through."

Chen Luo pondered, if he didn't break through again, he might be invincible in the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Creek Peak.

Jiang Fuyao was wearing a snow-white long dress, her long hair was scattered over her shoulders, she would comb her hair at first, but after getting along for a long time, she didn't comb her hair anymore, very casual.

Chen Luo returned to the courtyard, "Senior sister, it seems that you haven't given me spirit stones for a few months. ”

Jiang Fu raised his eyebrows playfully, "I feed you elixir every day, and you still ask me for spirit stones?" ”

"That's right."

Chen Luo nodded, he took the elixir given by his senior sister every day, although the grade was not high, the value was far more than a hundred spirit stones per month.

"Rub my shoulders and I'll give you spirit stones."

"No problem."

Chen Luo came behind Jiang Fuyao.

It's all about spirit stones.

Jiang Fuyao was holding the golden scroll in his hand, and Chen Luo took the opportunity to look at it twice, "Senior sister, the Zhongzhou meeting seems to be held once every ten years, less than five years since the last time, why is it going to be held again?" ”

Jiang Fuyao put away the scroll and said softly: "Demons are raging in the Wasteland, and the situation in the Wasteland has been very bad recently, so the Zhongzhou meeting was held in advance. ”

"Are you going?"

"Of course."

Jiang Fuyao was a little helpless, and sighed lightly: "I am the holy daughter of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and I will go to the Zhongzhou meeting, and I will go to the Kyushu meeting." ”

Chen Luo nodded.

After a while, Jiang Fuyao raised his head with a smile in his eyebrows, "Do you want to go?" ”

Chen Luo shook his head, "If you don't go, I'll only embarrass my senior sister if I go." ”

Jiang Fu raised his eyebrows and said strongly: "You have to go, and you have to give me a long face." ”

“……”

"I listen to my sister."

Chen Luo also wanted to see the outside world.

Jiang Fuyao thought for a while, "The Zhongzhou Deliberations will be held at the end of the year, you have to cultivate to the Tongxuan Realm as soon as possible and become an inner disciple." ”

"You don't want your sister to be laughed at, do you?"

Jiang Fuyao winked playfully.

Chen Luo's eyes were firm, and he said with a smile: "Senior sister, I can break through to the Tongxuan Realm at any time, but I haven't cultivated to the extreme yet. ”

"I'll help you."

Jiang Fuyao smiled, and immediately got up, "Go, follow me home." ”

"Home?"

Before Chen Luo could react, he then followed Jiang Fuyao and rose into the air.

There is a peak opposite the peak of the creek, and the top of the mountain is usually hidden in the clouds.

Jiang Fuyao took Chen Luo through the sea of clouds and saw the true appearance of this peak, there was a magnificent palace on the top of the mountain, and the fairy aura was surrounded.

Chen Luo was a little surprised, "Senior sister, it turns out that we are still in the house, right!" ”