The trees want to be quiet, and the wind does not stop.

Where does the wind come from?

Is it from the sky, or from the human heart? Each has its own version of the story.

Some people say that it was seduced by the weeping willows on the riverside, so some people broke the willows as whips, drove the wind and gathered clouds, caused heavy rain to pour, lightning and thunder.

Zhao Yingyun walked around in the fire hall, throwing a flame with his left and right hands, and the flames thrown by him were actually grainy, like grains of fire, gathered together like sand, and were thrown around by Zhao Yingyun's hands.

This is no longer a simple flame, but a flame.

There is a saying in "Speaking of Fire": Fluctuating, rootless and sourceless is for flames. The flame is like rouge sand, and it burns the soil on the ground, and the rocks and stones burn the stones,...... It's for the flames.

Zhao Yingyun threw out and exchanged left and right alternately, and the flame formed two parabolas in the air, and vaguely, the flame seemed to emit a faint dragon groan.

The fire was transformed into a dragon shape, which he was able to do before he built a foundation, this is a kind of imperial method he created, the flame dragon shape is empty, and the twisting of the head and tail reflects a kind of strength.

Of course, this lacks the power and power of the true dragon, unlike the divine fire magic rhyme brought by his Golden Crow Divine Bird, which can make his flame reborn.

But at least it can allow him to exercise his mana, twisting, circling back and forth, and agility and toughness.

The two flames crossed in the air, collided with each other, and then separated by force, and fell into Zhao Yingyun's hands, like a dragon returning to its lair.

Zhao Yingyun practiced firefighting, and the sending and receiving of this was also a grappler.

Whether the grappler is strong or not, the most fundamental thing is whether the mana is pure and condensed, and the one with the greater strength wins.

When he went to Xun Lanyin's Lanyin Xiaozhu, he found that the gate there was closed, and Xun Lanyin didn't know where to go.

He had been summoned by Ma Sanhu to go to him before, and after he had refined the Fire Separation Order, he already knew that Ma Sanhu belonged to a cliff, and that cliff was like an unsheathed sword with the tip pointing upward.

He remembered what Ma Sanhu said, don't leave the mountain in the near future.

And he stood in front of the cliff, looking at the mist enveloping the cliff, and there was a faint white light in it like a flowing wind, he knew that it was sword qi.

I couldn't get closer, but I knew that Ma Sanhu was definitely not on this color cliff.

He stood there and felt the sword light that surrounded the color separation cliff, and the sword light was like a silver wave, flickering and flickering.

Of course, his Fire Separation Hall also had a similar prohibition, but it was not as strong as here, and Zhao Chengyun felt that it was Ma Sanhu who had added his own things to it.

One of the mysteries of the entire Tiandu Mountain's "Liangyi Dust Disillusionment Array" can continue to set small magic arrays.

He wanted to visit other fellow disciples, but when he recalled the names of the other people on the secret wall, he found that he couldn't remember, except for the people he really knew, those he didn't know, he didn't remember.

"This Ring Secret Wall ......"

He pondered, flipping through his memories, as if he were looking at the clouds in the sky, and the birds could not be seen in the clouds.

After thinking about it for a while, he only knew that there were dense names on the secret wall of the ring, but he really didn't remember anything except the ones he knew.

Fortunately, apart from that unforgettable hatred, he didn't care about anything else.

I don't know who said it, but most people are already great if they can do one or two things well in their lives.

The main goal of his life is, of course, to cultivate the Fa and live forever, and returning to the Zhao family for revenge is just a mountain to cross in the cultivation process, and the road to immortality is already full of mountains and rivers.

He returned to the temple of the fire and sat there again.

Mana has always been fundamental, and the breeding of mana has never been just about absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, and the human body is like a container, but it is not only the physical body that is loaded with mana.

Rather, it is the subtle qi of the physical body combined with one's own thoughts, plus the vitality of heaven and earth.

Therefore, every wisp of heaven and earth vitality needs to be born with its own subtle qi, and it needs to have a wisp of thought twisted.

If we compare our heaven and earth vitality to the heavens, then the subtle qi in the physical body can be compared to the earth, and the divine thoughts are human beings.

From here, we can see the idea of the trinity of heaven, earth, and man.

Of course, there are also people who regard the subtle qi in the body and the individual's divine thoughts as one, the earth, and the vitality as the sky, so they say that only the heaven and the earth are combined, and the yin and yang are combined.

There is some truth in the different theories.

When a person's thoughts are no longer pure and no longer under their control, then they will not be able to refine new mana, and their mana will not grow, and their mana may even decline.

Therefore, many people say that the decline of human beings begins with the decline of gods, and this god mostly refers to the consciousness of divine thoughts, because there are few gods in the world who incarnate into primordial gods, and few can achieve the eternal existence of primordial gods.

He used the newly realized Taiyue Zhenshen method to calm his mind.

This method has not yet been opposed, but when it is used in practice, it has surprised him a lot, and he has suppressed his mind with this method, and he quickly suppressed the restless heart that has been a little restless these days.

Originally, he broke through the Purple Mansion, always thinking about finding someone to fight, and wanted to refine a good magic weapon, but because he couldn't find a good treasure material, he was suppressed and suppressed at this moment, and over time, these restless thoughts were reunited with his original thoughts, and fused with the fire vitality in this hall to form mana.

Mana is the foundation of spiritual practice.

The mana is pure, and the sooner it is consummated, the sooner you can prepare for the knot.

Moreover, fighting with people, fighting methods, imperial weapons, and the strength of mana are directly related to the power of spells and magic weapons.

In many cases, the restraint of spells depends on the person who casts the spell, in which the meaning of the law and the strength of the mana are very important.

Zhao Yingyun sat on the altar in the fire hall, and in front of him was the fire pond that sank into the ground, and from the ground, the earth continued to surge, and from the sky, the continuous glow fell into this fire well.

The glow of the sun and the fire that breeds in the ground rush together, forming a 'Lihuo', the full name of Nanming Lihuo.

Let here, the glow is bright, and the flowers are like birds circling, which is extraordinarily beautiful.

This is only after Zhao Yingyun stayed in this palace that he knew, it turned out that this was Nanming Lihuo, and the original chaotic fire qi had been all included in the fire well after he moved in.

As he breathed, wisps of fire essence were sucked into his abdomen.

In the fixed state, the concept of time is slowly lost.

But I don't know when, some thoughts appeared in his heart, this thought wandered in his heart, more and more, gathered together, like a river running around the mountain, although it was surging and terrifying, but it could not make Zhao Yingyun's heart collapse.

It was as if he was in a dream, a lucid dream.

He actually found himself back in that temple, and once again fell into the dream of the dreamer.

There is also a ghost king behind Yan Ghost Mountain who comes to find him.

The 'ghost king' looked old, with a black staff in his hand, and walked out step by step from the depths of nothingness.

When Zhao Yingyun saw him clearly, the other party spoke: "I don't think that you are so determined as a junior, no wonder Tan Siwang is not your opponent, and you have broken several dreams, but since I am here, there is no reason to return empty-handed, and you don't blame me for bullying the small." ”

The old man of the 'Ghost King' said, Zhao Negative Yun saw him raise the black rod and point towards himself, at this moment, Zhao Negative Yun is Zhao Negative Yun suppressed his mind with the Taiyue Town Divine Method, but he was also in turmoil, he felt that this staff could shatter Mount Tai.

He was sure that if the rod was realized, he would have dissipated his mind.

However, at this moment, a starry sky appeared in this dark spiritual world, Zhao Yingyun felt that the starlight fell on his body, the feeling of loneliness and fear immediately disappeared, and the feeling that his world was about to collapse immediately stabilized.

Then a voice fell along with the starlight.

"Oneiroi senior, Poor Dao Feng Hongshi has been waiting for a long time."

This is Feng Hongshi's voice, Zhao Yingyun is very sure, he is like in a dream, there is a misty feeling, but his consciousness is awake, he is like a mountain, watching the battle that is about to take place between the heavens.