Long Xiaofeng turned to the other side of the stone gate, and saw five or six lines of fist-sized handwriting on the stone door, and the handwriting was clearly extinguished, like a flickering fluorescent.

Roller shutter lock, borrowing the strength of the fighting skills, a total of eighteen types, can be borrowed from the tangible power, but also by the invisible power, the invisible power can still be borrowed, the tangible power, needless to say. Borrow the power of the wind can drift on the top of ten thousand people, such as unruly travel clouds, you can also borrow the power of the spirit and gods, transfer and take things, poor and secluded, whatever you want.

"The high-level fighting skills of this curtain lock, it is really quite magical, I often hear that the spirit god wants to borrow the power of the body, and I never thought that the power of the spirit god can also be borrowed, but unfortunately I have not yet reached the ninth stage of the spirit power, and the spirit god has not yet obtained the mana, and there is no way to borrow it. Long Xiaofeng thought to himself, "This array is named the Evil Spirit Array, it is nothing more than the wanton chaos of some ownerless spirit gods, I can't borrow my own spirit god power now, can't I borrow the power of other spirit gods? Most of the spirit gods in this evil spirit array have mana, just in the case of the afterimage demon just now, my wind blade knife actually can't kill it, but turns it into two, this mana is already completely terrifying." ”

Long Xiaofeng looked down again, and saw the first form of the fighting technique: the curtain swept west wind. The changes in wind power and how to borrow them are explained in detail. "Sure enough, only the first formula was recorded, and the handwriting was very strange, obviously not engraved on it with an axe, but I was afraid that it used a special kind of mana. Long Xiaofeng thought.

At this time, Long Xiaofeng suddenly felt a burst of hunger in his belly, and thought: "I'm afraid it's only been five or six hours since I came in, there is no sun and moon in this evil spirit array to tell the direction of the hour, alas, I can't eat evil spirits to stop my hunger! If you are trapped in this formation for four or five days, don't say that you will starve to death. ”

Thinking of this, Long Xiaofeng couldn't help but look around, and then he noticed a small cloth bag hanging on the corner of the stone gate, and hurriedly jumped up and took off the cloth bag. Long Xiaofeng opened the rope at the mouth of the cloth bag, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, it turned out that there were three baked cakes and a jar of water in the cloth bag. Long Xiaofeng picked up the clay pot, drank all the water in the jar, picked up the baked cake, and devoured it for a while. After eating three baked cakes, Long Xiaofeng patted his stomach comfortably, took a few breaths, and began to learn the first style of rolling shutter lock.

"There is no wind here, how can I borrow the power of the wind?" Long Xiaofeng was puzzled in his heart, he didn't expect the first form to be so difficult to practice, and it was impossible to practice, so he carefully looked at the cultivation method of the rolling shutter lock fighting technique again, and carefully figured out all the tricks of borrowing wind power.

"Hmph, if there is no wind, I won't make the wind, don't think about stumping me!" Long Xiaofeng took off his clothes, fanned the force, figured out the characteristics of the wind change, and practiced the west wind.

"Haha! Although the wind is small, it can be borrowed for your own use. Long Xiaofeng didn't expect that the wind in his clothes would make him float a distance of three feet, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy.

Long Xiaofeng practiced his fighting skills over and over again, even if he was sweating profusely, he still kept practicing. Finally, it changed from floating three feet to five feet, and gradually to two feet. When he was really tired of practice, he meditated cross-legged and practiced Ling Xiao Jue to restore his strength. Although he had the red elixir refined by the Flower Heart Fairy on his body, he didn't plan to take it in a hurry. He had to wait until he had beaten three or four levels in a row before taking it.

Finally, when he fanned his clothes, Long Xiaofeng relied on the power of a fan and floated a full distance of five zhang in the air. Long Xiaofeng practiced several more times, until he was extremely proficient in the fighting technique of curtain scrolling west wind, and then he gave up.

After Long Xiaofeng learned the first form, he carefully read the handwriting on the stone door again, and then decided to break through the next level.

After walking forty or fifty steps, Long Xiaofeng heard a faint sound of wind coming from the front, and when he looked up, he saw a large stone standing in front of him, engraved with the words "Fengling Cave". Long Xiaofeng walked past the boulder, only to feel that the wind was getting louder and louder, and the wind was mixed with the sharp howls of many evil ghosts and night owls. Long Xiaofeng only listened to it for a moment, and suddenly felt a shudder all over his body, only to feel that these screams were heart-wrenching, and he couldn't help but want to scream wildly, so he felt comfortable and happy.

Long Xiaofeng was frightened, and hurriedly collected his mind, and suddenly remembered the roller shutter lock he had just read on the stone door, "Lock the soul and calm your mind, get the power of the wind without hearing the sound of the wind, and assimilate with it, like the light of the feather, and it is nothing more than a moment to float thousands of miles." These words came to mind clearly. Long Xiaofeng carefully understood the meaning of this sentence several times, so he submerged the true qi in his body, summoned the spirit god, and suddenly felt that his mind was much calmer.

Long Xiaofeng continued to move forward, and the sound of ghosts crying and crying kept coming into his ears, becoming more and more poignant and unpleasant, but he was able to do it without being moved. Long Xiaofeng walked more than a dozen steps, and suddenly felt a strong wind sweeping from behind him, "The curtain is swept by the west wind!" Long Xiaofeng suddenly felt that his body was as light as a feather, and he was lifted up by the strong wind behind him. Long Xiaofeng kept in mind the phrase "assimilating with it, like the lightness of a feather", and the true qi in the body and the outside of the body sensed each other, and gradually felt that the outside of the body was like a spirit snake slowly burrowing into the body, wandering and shuttling in the body. Long Xiaofeng suddenly felt as if he had suddenly turned into the wind, and naturally flew forward with the surging of the air current, and in less than a cup of tea, he had already flown several miles away.

Long Xiaofeng saw that a hole appeared not far in front of him, "Could it be that this is the exit of the Wind Spirit Cave?" Long Xiaofeng only felt a gust of wind's spiritual power in his body and jumped around violently, much like a naughty and naughty elf playing among his limbs, and he couldn't help but revel in this feeling. As it fell lightly to the ground, Long Xiaofeng felt that the spiritual power of this wind in his body had slowly subsided.

"Could it be that there is another kind of wind spiritual power in my body?" Long Xiaofeng thought to himself, so he silently swept the west wind again, his arm was rounded, and he spun downward, only to feel a stream of wind spiritual power flickering in his palm, and he followed his arm upward, and instantly followed all over his body. Long Xiaofeng once again felt that his body felt like he was about to fly, so he stepped out, never thought that this step would go straight more than two feet, and was suddenly taken aback. "I learned the fighting technique of borrowing wind power, but I never thought that I could borrow the spiritual power of the wind into my body, and there was no mention in the curtain scrolling west wind that I could borrow the spiritual power of the wind into my body, which is really a strange thing. Long Xiaofeng thought about it for a while, but he still couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it anymore.

Long Xiaofeng raised his head, and saw another stone gate appear in front of him not far away. He didn't expect that he would pass the second level with great ease, and he was overjoyed. Hurriedly walked to the stone gate, and sure enough, there were a few lines of handwriting on it, which was the second type of fighting technique fire curtain body technique. Long Xiaofeng looked at it for a moment, and then knew that the Fire Curtain Soaring Technique was a fighting skill that used firepower to soar and leap. "The first fighting skill borrowed the power of the wind, and I successfully broke through the wind spirit cave, since the second fighting skill borrowed the power of fire, then the current level must be related to fire. Long Xiao thought to himself.

"But there is no fire at the moment, how should this fighting skill be practiced?" Long Xiaofeng said in his heart, so he continued to look at the fighting skills on the stone gate. After watching it several times in a row, Long Xiaofeng memorized all the various practice methods of fighting skills in his heart. "There will inevitably be fire ahead, and it's not too late for me to practice this fighting skill when I encounter fire. Long Xiaofeng thought to himself, so he continued to walk, and in less than a moment, he came to the door of a stone cave in a fire spirit cave.

As soon as Long Xiaofeng stepped into the cave, he felt a blazing fire rushing towards him, so he had to endure the heat and walk into the cave, but saw that the entire cave was full of fireballs scurrying around. There was a sneering sound from the top of his head and on the wall, and Long Xiaofeng felt strange in his heart, and after looking at it carefully for a while, he realized that it was the sound made by some light-loving insects that crawled into the cave when they were burned. The fireballs jumped back and forth on the walls and ceilings of the cave, glowing with a blinding white light, as if they were specifically looking for combustible objects in the cave, with the aim of reducing them to ashes. Long Xiaofeng looked at the strange and terrifying scene in front of him, and couldn't help but feel worried in his heart.

Suddenly, a ball of white fire rushed towards him, and Long Xiaofeng was taken aback, and hurriedly slashed down at the white fire with a wind blade. But the white flame seemed to be extremely spiritual, and quickly avoided his slash and rushed towards him. Long Xiaofeng was shocked, his ten fingers moved together, and a slash of the Wind Blade Knife was volleyed out, and the white fire was extremely flexible to dodge, and he easily avoided the more than a dozen Wind Blade Blades that Long Xiaofeng slashed out. Seeing that the white fire was about to pounce on his face, Long Xiaofeng panicked, and hurriedly waved his right palm to slap it, and with a hard slap in this urgency, he actually swept the curtain and swept the west wind, and a stream of wind spiritual power burst out of his palm.

The white fire collided with the wind spirit power that Long Xiaofeng slapped out with one palm, and suddenly froze, and fell radially towards the palm of Long Xiaofeng's right hand. Long Xiaofeng saw that the white fire was not more than a foot away from his face, and knew that if his palm shook slightly, the white fire would pounce on his face, and it would be difficult to avoid, so although the terror in his heart had reached the extreme, his right palm did not dare to move at all, and he watched the white fireball stick to the palm of his hand.

It is also strange to say that Long Xiaofeng saw that the white fire was burning in the palm of his hand, but there was no burning feeling in the palm of his hand, but there was a faint coolness, but on his body and head, he clearly felt the burning heat of the white fire when it was burning, and gradually felt that it was difficult to resist. Long Xiaofeng had to slowly push the fireball away, seeing that the fireball did not hit his cheeks, his heart was a little relieved, but as the wind and spiritual power on his body kept surging to his right palm, the white fireball was even more vigorous, more than twice as big as just now.

Long Xiaofeng recalled the fire curtain lifting technique that he forcibly wrote in his mind just now, "The fire is inflammatory, so if you want to get the power of fire, you must lead it, and the fire power will resist it, and the spirit will float by itself, so that the fire spirit qi will overflow around the body and not fall inside, then you will get the power of fire, and you can hurt people without hurting yourself." These words came to mind with great clarity. Long Xiaofeng's heart moved, and he guided the white fire in his palm according to the technique of the Fire Curtain Technique.

This guidance doesn't matter, Long Xiaofeng suddenly felt that the coolness in his palm spread around his body, the heat on his body decreased greatly, and the fireball in his palm gradually became smaller, and after the coolness swam in the air pockets around his body, the white fire suddenly disappeared. Long Xiaofeng was taken aback, raised his right palm to take a closer look, and saw that the palm of his hand was intact, and there were bursts of cool qi on his body, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart, "Could it be that this white fire was sucked into my body?"

Long Xiaofeng forced this cold breath to the palm of his right hand, and suddenly a white flame came out of the palm of his hand, Long Xiaofeng was startled when he saw it, and hurriedly withdrew his palm, and the white flame drilled into his palm again, disappearing without a trace.

"That fire curtain body technique obviously said that it was to use the fire power to fill the body without falling inside, but I sucked it into my body, what is going on?" Long Xiaofeng was shocked, faintly feeling a little uneasy, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward to take a closer look at the jumping white fireballs, what made him feel strange was that these white fireballs avoided him when they saw him approaching.

"That's fine, these white fireballs don't dare to come near me, and I should be safe when I pass this fire spirit cave. Long Xiaofeng's mind turned, and at that moment, he urged the magic technique, and two white fireballs of the same size immediately appeared under his feet, but he felt an indescribable coolness all over his body. Under the urging of the dragon howling wind technique, the fireball rose into two white flames, and when the dragon roaring wind landed, it seemed to be stepping on the fire wheel, rolling forward with the fire wheel, and speeding forward.