Chapter 340: Divine Power and Heavenly Finger, Smoke and Rain Soft Girl

Under the Lotus Pond Pavilion.

As soon as Todd saw Qian Ling'er, he agreed!

His eyes suddenly flashed, and he turned around and said, "Senior sister, don't worry, it will be foolproof." ”

Qian Ling'er knew that Senior Brother Tao owned most of Zhao Zhi's elite, and his reputation over the years was even more powerful. As long as he raises his arms and exhales, it is not impossible for the world to be changeable.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly turned around: "Senior brother!"

Qian Ling'er called Tao De, who was walking outside the pavilion, and after hesitating for a moment, she pleaded slightly: "... If it happens, I hope that the senior brother will treat Tingnuo well and the Zhao family. ”

As Todd turned around, he suddenly frowned, and reached out to press his chest, as if in pain.

Qian Ling'er hurriedly asked with concern: "Senior brother, you... What's wrong with the body?"

Todd shook his head slightly, revealing a faint smile of relief: "It's okay, the old wound has recurred." ”

Qian Ling'er looked a little puzzled.

Because Todd is the commander of the three armies, he only needs to sit in the Chinese army, and there is no need to charge into battle at all, and when was he injured in battle?

And Tao De diverted the topic and replied: "The affairs of the Zhao family are saved for my brother, and you should go back to rest earlier, so as not to hurt your body." ”

With that, he turned and walked away.

Seeing Todd hurriedly leaving, Qian Ling'er still frowned slightly.

She looked at the palace in the distance and whispered, "I don't know why? Senior brother seems to have changed as a person. ”

As she spoke, she was already thinking about the feather ...... Ling'er misses Peach Blossom Village, what about you?'

......

A few days later, the Xuantian Mountains in the north, the Xuantian Sect.

At this moment, on the top of the cold wind and roaring Xuantian Mountain, next to an ancient pine cliff. There was a middle-aged man in a snow-white single robe, kneeling on the snow.

The goose feathers and snow fell, and his long hair was as high as ink. His eyebrows are like the edge of a sword, and although his cheekbones are slightly raised, his facial features are extremely well-proportioned, and his calm face has more than three inches of beard, which is stirring with the wind of his long hair.

This person is the contemporary sect master of Xuantian Sect, Yan Feizhou.

And seven feet away beside him, there was also a young man in white with a jade face, Yan Feixue.

The two of them were surrounded by mysterious qi, one large and one small like a whirlpool, and they were obviously cultivating into concentration.

After a while, the sound of stepping on the snow sounded not far away.

Wait until the footsteps are three feet away, and then stop.

The person who came bowed his head and saluted respectfully: "Zhong Ligu, meet the sect master." ”

This person is the elder of the Xuantian Sect who went to the heavens and returned after hearing the Tao, Zhong Ligu.

When Zhong Ligu's voice fell, Yan Feizhou, who was sitting cross-legged with his back, was still facing the cold wind and did not make any movement.

I saw that his eyes were closed, and his tone was extremely flat and casual, and he asked: "The Heavenly Spirit has heard the Dao over? Who did the Heavenly Spirit Dao?"

Zhong Ligu was still respectful, and never looked up: "The queen of heaven is determined, Luo Yu." ”

"Luo Yu?" Yan Feizhou looked a little puzzled: "Why does this name sound so familiar?

And Zhong Ligu added: "It's not the Heavenly Spirit Clan, it's the Five Elements Sect Luo Yu, that is, the madman ghost face." ”

"Huh!?" Yan Feizhou's eyes suddenly opened!

When he found that Yan Feixue beside him seemed to be unstable, and there was a phenomenon that he was about to make a decision, he suddenly shouted: "Sink your heart, settle down!"

When Yan Feixue heard this, she was instantly agitated, and quickly locked her eyebrows and closed her eyes, calmed down again, and began to slowly return to calm...

Yan Feizhou, on the other hand, got up, looked at Zhong Ligu, and waved his hand: "Get up, talk about the ghost face... Oh yes, it's Luo Yu.... ”

"No!" Zhong Ligu hurriedly got up and gave out the details one by one: "Old Man and the others were originally participating in the ....... After that, Zhong Ligu led his disciples out of Lingzhou. ”

Hearing what had happened, Yan Feizhou's eyes flickered.

But in a moment, he returned to the depths, and actually stroked his beard and smiled in the wind: "What a madman, what a Luo Yu." No wonder he can get the true inheritance of the Junzi Sword and inherit the inheritance of the Five Elements Sect. ”

Seeing that the sect master was obviously praising the arrogant Luo Yu, Zhong Ligu asked in surprise: "Sect Master, this son brutally killed my sect disciple, why are you ......?"

Without waiting for Zhong Ligu to finish speaking, Yan Feizhou had already stretched out his hand to stop it, and his smile was still the same: "In the face of the siege of everyone, this son did not panic, but killed decisively, deterring you from waiting for a long time, until the Dragon Fire Divine Monarch and others came to help." It can be seen that he is not afraid of danger, brave and strategic, does he still deserve praise?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Yan Feixue, who was sitting cross-legged on his knees, as if he had a deep meaning, and continued: "The Immortal Spirit Sect Dragon Fire Divine Monarch and others rushed to the formation, obviously this Luo Yu had arranged the back hand before he felt that the Heavenly Spirit heard the Dao. In order to be prepared and unprepared, and in the area of the Phantom Heaven Palace, it is also common sense for you to wait for the feather to return, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Looking at the sect master with an indifferent face, Zhong Ligu looked a little depressed, after all, the sect disciple who died was his beloved disciple...

Thinking of this, he said unwillingly: "Is that all there is? He has the skill of ascension." ”

Yan Feizhou pointed to the ball of needles that was being exposed between the cedars beside him, and asked, "What if you hold it with the palm of your hand?"

Zhong Ligu didn't know why, so he replied without thinking about it: "Tingling." ”

"Yes, it hurts. I saw Yan Feizhou stretching out his hand, picking up a needle under the pine stem, and pinching it in his hand: "This needle is hidden in the group, hugged into a group, and it is not easy to get it." But if it accidentally falls off and loses its protection, you can pinch it with your hand!"

As he spoke, his fingertips pressed slightly, and the tiny needle leaf instantly snapped and fell on the snow!

The two broken needles on the snow under his feet, Zhong Ligu suddenly looked at it in an instant, and his face was happy: "Old decay understands." ”

Yan Feizhou smiled and nodded: "Go down." ”

So, Zhongli Gu bowed and left.

...

A moment later.

Yan Feizhou's single-clothed figure was fluttering in the wind, standing quietly not far in front of Yan Feixue, who was sitting cross-legged, as if the bone-chilling wind on this snow ridge had no effect on him at all.

Yan Feizhou overlooks the snow-capped peaks and peaks several miles away, watching the vast clouds and smoke, stirring with the cold wind, and the eyes are as deep as the abyss covered by clouds and mist....

He said to himself: "The wind is blowing, the mountains and seas are moving! Got it?"

Yan Feixue, who was sitting concentrating, suddenly opened his eyes, he thought about it and nodded slightly: "Disciple understands." ”

"Understood?" Yan Feizhou's tone was flat, still looking at Chongshan.

Yan Feixue got up, glanced at the tall figure of the sect master, and replied: "The ghost face is Luo Yu of the Five Elements Sect, and now he is hiding in the Phantom Heaven Palace, so it is inconvenient to try it. can wait for it to come out of Lingzhou......"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Feizhou shook his head regretfully: "This is the appearance that the world sees, and you... Got what?"

"I...?" Yan Feixue fell into deep thought, it was obvious that this was the sect master testing himself.

Seeing that Yan Feixue didn't answer for a long time, Yan Feizhou sighed: "~ It seems that this son will be the biggest obstacle on your way to ask!"

Yan Feixue's heart trembled instantly!

Yan Feizhou continued: "You don't see its strengths and advantages, but you only look for its shortcomings and disadvantages." If you are already caught in the whirlpool of the wind, how can you be clear if you don't know it? If your mind is not quiet, how can you ask? If your heart is not clear, how can you overcome your demons?"

"Disciple, know your mistakes. Yan Feixue suddenly woke up and quickly admitted her mistake.

Yan Feizhou said with emotion: "With your qualifications, you have been by my side for several years but have not broken through, which shows that you have a lot of stumbling in your heart." It's useless to sit down, so let's go down the mountain and take a look!"

Yan Feixue felt guilty in her heart, she had been cultivating on the top of this Snow Peak for several years, but she had not been able to break through to the eighth layer of Ning Xing.

He knew that he would never forget in his heart the humiliating picture of being almost defeated by Luo Yu outside the Broken Dragon Pool and being forcibly robbed of treasures.

All the time, he was thinking about a bloody shame, and he was able to trample Luo Yu under his feet in a dignified manner.

As for what kind of ascension technique, he Yan Feixue asked himself about the resources of the heavens, and if he wanted to ascend, he had to rely on his own strength to ascend to the immortal. This is the pride of his white-clothed Yan Feixue, and this is the way he should go. If he can't even defeat Luo Yu, how can he defeat Qingyun's other people, and how can he talk about being a Taoist?

As if sensing the obsession in Yan Feixue's heart, Yan Feizhou suddenly turned around and looked.

At the same time, he slowly stretched out his arms and pointed to the snowy peaks in the distance, and said: "Sometimes attachment is a good thing, but don't be obsessed, gains and losses are just an experience on the road." Like this mountain standing in the wind, even if you want to rise to the sky, you will inevitably be blocked by wind and snow. If it is not baptized with dust, how can it break through the old and bring forth the new and go straight to the nine heavens?"

Seeing that Yan Feixue seemed to have a look of understanding, he was relieved: "Before you go down the mountain, the old man will pass you on the magic power of the Zhenzong. ”

"Zhenzong Divine Power?" Yan Feixue suddenly asked suspiciously, "Isn't Zhenzong's Divine Power a snow walk?"

Yan Feizhou smiled and shook his head: "Walking in the snow and traveling freely is a magical power of the body, and all true disciples can practice it." There is also a finger of supernatural powers, called Luan Tianzhi, which cannot be learned by non-sect masters and ancestors. ”

"Luan Tianzhi!" Yan Feixue looked suspicious.

Obviously, as a true disciple, he had never heard of such magical powers in the sect, but he was already excited in a moment.

Because the sect master intended this, he obviously regarded him as the future inheritor of the sect master.

I saw Yan Feizhou let go of his hand stroking his beard, only raised his hand and pointed to the distant mountains, and shouted in a low voice: "Kun Yuan has a spirit, the peak returns to the nine heavens, and the other points to the mountains!"

Suddenly, Yan Feixue only felt an invisible majestic force, as if it was venting from the sect master's outstretched index finger.

Thundered~

In an instant, the wind and clouds in the distance were distorted, and mountains sprung up like mushrooms after rain, breaking snow and ice, and piercing the sky with anger!

The avalanche rolled down, the clouds shook and retreated in all directions, and the thunder rolled above the nine heavens, and the sound shook the soul... The sky seems to be cracking and unstable!

The power of one finger can have the power to pull out the mountains and break the sky!

Yan Feizhou looked back at Yan Feixue, whose eyes were wide and his face was shocked.

I saw that he raised his hand and pointed at the center of Yan Feixue's eyebrows: "This Xuanmen supernatural power, ranked at the bottom of the daily rank, can disturb the space, give birth to peaks and peaks on the flat ground, and break the clouds and kill the sky." It is not easy for you to exert the power of Yicheng with your cultivation, so don't overdo it... ”

Yan Feixue only felt a majestic divine sense, and instantly disappeared into her own sea of consciousness spirit platform.

Seeing this, he hurriedly closed his eyes and sank into the sea of mind.

Obviously, this is to start mastering the Luan Tian Finger Divine Mind Method.

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Mountains and seas are given to the continent, and in the southwest sea of the lonely sea of tears, there is a huge island surrounded by water - Tianji Island.

In the meantime, the mist is accompanied by Xuanshi and Heluo on the giant island, overlooking the star Luo chessboard of the floating sea!

On this huge island of Xingluo, there are two majestic mountains suspended in the air, the rain and fog hang on the mountain, but the sky is clear, and the colorful glow flows through the sky.

At the top of the two peaks, each set up a huge monument to the sky, and wrote 'Qingyun' and 'Tianji'.

The Smoke and Rain Pavilion with mountain and sea cow ears is located between the two mountains that are suspended and connected.

At this moment, in the sky above the Smoke and Rain Pavilion, there are countless streamers that continue to fly at a high speed, straight into a huge water compass in the Qionglou Yuyu!

The compass streamer rotated, slowly turning, and more than a dozen red-makeup women around were sitting in all directions, constantly classifying the streamer messages into words and manifesting them on the top of the nine-zhang compass.

These women are graceful in their bodies, their red clothes are as graceful as silk, their eyes are as blue as jewels, and their arms are agile, like waves dancing.

And every time they move softly, the water sleeves fly, there is a gurgling sound of water splashing, and the thin water is entangled, and the golden streamers are suspended back to the compass position.

Obviously, these soft girls who are smart and soft are the people of the water spirit clan among the three major spirit clans in ancient times.