When I woke up, it was already three days later. Lin Zhao suddenly felt refreshed and full of energy.

Slowly walked out of the cave, looking at the mountains in the distance, the grass and trees, it was the middle of summer. Lin Zhao jumped up, the purple thunder jade coat on his body flashed with brilliance, and the surroundings seemed to ripple like ripples, and he had already left the mountain protection array, and was in the clouds.

Looking at the mountains at his feet and the white clouds around him, Lin Zhao suddenly felt endless emptiness in his heart.

Nor does he fly around in the air, just standing firmly in the air, boxing together, and the "Jianghai Infinite Fist" that has not been practiced for a long time is unfolded. Naturally, as if using your own fingers, you don't need to practice specifically, it's already instinctive.

Bursts of thunderous explosions echoed in the sky, starting from the nine abyss style, the thousand mountain type, the ten thousand flow type, the Dingyue type, the barrage type, the sea type, the sky stepping type, the meteorite type one by one, and finally the Tibetan style to collect the work.

After that, the cycle was repeated, and the punches were played over and over again, and each time they were hit, the punches changed.

The nine abysses are used, and the whole humanoid god is lonely, as if the hidden dragon is in the abyss, hidden under the nine abysses, and the savings are silent;

Thousands of mountains are played, and the sky seems to have mountains faintly, although it still can't condense the whole shape, but the momentum of connecting the sky and the earth like the dragon's head peak is faintly revealed;

If the ten thousand streams are played, there seem to be waves in the sky, the river is rushing, and the hundred currents are surging;

Dingyue style plays, it seems that there is a lot of power in the air, fixing the mountains, towering and pressing the top;

Regardless of the tide rushing and surging, I block it with one punch, and the iron rope crosses the river;

The sky-stepping style is used, the air roars and thunders, and it seems that the sky has been broken by one foot;

The meteor style is used, and all kinds of momentum are in one blow, like a meteor across the sky, and the enemy returns together;

The last type of Tibetan style, but it is a triad of essence and spirit, hidden in the body, all changes and naturalization, as if to become Sumeru mustard seeds.

Lin Zhao was unscrupulous in the air, and his fists were fully opened. A punch was struck, as if there was a dragon's power, and the thunderous roar in the air had already alarmed the entire Longshou Peak.

Fuhua Lao Dao was lying in the recliner of the Taoist Temple, as if he had been awakened from a good dream, with sleepy eyes open, and muttered to himself: "This kid, as soon as he ran out, he began to spread wild, he is really a little leather monkey!" Then his head turned, and he preached in his dream.

At the peak of Longshou Peak, bursts of thunder raged like opening the world. On the flat ground paved with heavy lightning protection stones, a series of formation lines with the thickness of a baby's arm are depicted, and a complex array with twelve angles covers an area of 100 zhang, and a thunderbolt with the thickness of an adult's thigh is erected at each formation corner.

Under the lightning strike, it was immediately pulled by the lightning pillar and flowed to the center of the formation with the formation pattern.

In the center of the large array, there is a thunder pool with a radius of three zhang, the thunder pool does not know its scale, at this moment there is a pool full of thunder liquid, and the thunder liquid continues to glow with bursts of light, like silver mercury flowing.

There is always a thunder that is introduced into the thunder pool and turned into thunder liquid, which seems to have been filled for a long time, and it never flows out, and I don't know where the excess thunder liquid goes.

On the edge of the large array at the top of the peak, there was a high platform, and a short and fat black-haired Taoist priest was slowly opening his eyes, and suddenly a three-foot-long thunderbolt shot out from his eyes, and he slowly retracted it.

The short and fat Taoist priest glanced at the sky, and a flash of electric light flashed in his eyes, as if he could penetrate the netherworld.

Immediately, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he muttered in his mouth: "Taixu has accepted a good disciple, the back door of the old sleeping insect of Fuhua is opened well, and good seedlings must be vigorously cultivated, are some broken books with worms?"

Not to mention the power of the two dragon head peaks and dragons not to be seen, at this time, Taizhi, Taixu, Taijing, Taixuan, Taichong, and Taicheng are gathering in the "Hongfa Palace".

There are also two real people, it is Taihang and Taidu, who Lin Zhao has never met, Taihang Zhenren is good at alchemy, and he has been in retreat a few years ago. Tai Du Zhenren has been traveling in Lingzhou in the Southern Regions, and at this time he also turned back to the mountain gate.

"Senior brother, your apprentice is really a genius, and at present, it seems that his talent is not inferior to the four great talents of the sect!" Taizhi Zhenren stroked his white beard, with a satisfied smile in his eyes, and slowly spoke to Taixu Zhenren.

"Senior brother praised falsely, as soon as this kid didn't pay attention, he went to the wilderness and made everyone laugh!" Taixu Zhenren put his hands in his robe, and his face smiled like a chrysanthemum, as if he was criticizing his own disciples.

But the expression on his face made all the real people present see through his inner thoughts at a glance.

"Senior Brother Taixu, this is the closed disciple you received? What Senior Brother Taizhi said is good. I don't think it's inferior to the three-day fire of the Sanyang Divine Fire Sect!" Tai Du Zhenren also looked appreciative.

"Senior Brother Taidu, don't talk about this kid, have you gained anything from exploring Southern Xinjiang this time?" Taixu Zhenren diverted the topic, not wanting his disciples to become the focus.

"Senior brothers, junior brothers, junior sisters, I went to southern Xinjiang this time, and I gained a lot, and I want to share it with you. Tai Du Zhenren first bowed to your fellow doors, and then continued to narrate.

"There was a big event in southern Xinjiang last year, there was an elder in the Colorful Immortal Sect who was good at cultivating strange insects, and he successfully cultivated a six-winged golden cicada that had been cut off for tens of thousands of years, but he didn't want this six-winged golden cicada to be naturally fierce, and the elder was killed and injured by it without paying attention and escaped. The Colorful Immortal Sect group dispatched to capture the six-winged golden cicada, but it was ruthless and naturally good at killing, and was killed by three elders in the sect and more than ten disciples. At this time, the six-winged golden cicada had fled without a trace, and the Colorful Immortal Sect was searching and pursuing it all over the Southern Regions Lingzhou. ”

"Hmm, the Colorful Immortal Sect, as one of the four major sects in the Southern Regions Lingzhou, has a heritage of more than tens of thousands of years, how can it be so unbearable, the spirit worms cultivated for themselves are reversed, this is also too funny!" Taicheng Zhenren was anxious, and directly teased.

"Yes, the Colorful Immortal Sect is known for cultivating and commanding spirit insects, why did an eighty-year-old lady strain her child this time, it's really incredible!" Taihang Zhenren also spoke.

Several real people in the hall were gossiping and teasing for a while. Taichong Zhenren suddenly spoke: "Senior Brother Taidu, is there any news in the future?"

"Senior Brother Taichong is worthy of being in charge of intelligence information, and he really has a sharp mind. Later, there was a rumor in the cultivation circle of Lingzhou in the Southern Regions, saying that the reason why the six-winged golden cicada was able to escape was because of the Yunling Heavenly Demon Palace. Later, not only was the Colorful Immortal Sect making every effort to arrest the Six-winged Golden Cicada, but also the powerful sects in the entire Southern Regions Lingzhou, such as the God and Demon Refining Gang True Sect, the Qingwei Sect, the Qingyun Valley, the Imperial Beast Mountain, the Tongming Sword Sect, and a large number of scattered cultivators also intervened, wanting to subdue the Six-winged Golden Cicada. What is intriguing is that after the six-winged golden cicada escaped from the Colorful Immortal Sect in southern Xinjiang, although its escape route was winding and changeable, it came all the way to the north. Tai Du Zhenren first praised Taichong Zhenren, and then told the story.

Listening to the words of Tai Du Zhenren, there was a sudden silence in the Dharma Propagation Hall, and all the real people were thinking about the intention contained in this, combined with the previous actions of the Yunling Heavenly Demon Palace against the Sanyang Divine Fire Sect, the space that can be associated with this is too great.

The six-winged golden cicada ranks sixth on the list of strange insects, the six-winged golden cicada can break space, is good at concealment, kills for a long time, has an extremely fierce temperament, and its whole body is hard, better than pure gold.

If it can be subdued, it is not only the best mount, but also the best helper in the fight.

In addition, for high-level monks, their bodies are simply the best second distraction carriers. But the difficulty of subduing it is simply greater than ascending to the sky, but the human heart is like this, and there are always people who think that if they succeed in subduing it, they will not ascend to the sky in one step.

"Senior Brother Taichong, immediately summon the same door outside, and pay close attention to the movements of the six-winged golden cicada. But my disciples of the Shenxiao Sect are strictly forbidden to participate in this matter, and if they dare to violate it, they will be made to understand the majesty of the sect's laws!"

"Yes, senior brother, I'll summon it immediately!" Taichong Zhenren gave up his order and immediately began to execute.

"Senior Brother Taixu, you use magic to deduce this matter and understand the movements of the six-winged golden cicada in advance!"

"Senior Sister Taijing, from today onwards, we will upgrade the Mountain Protection Array by one level, and actively monitor the boundary of Longshou Peak within a radius of five thousand miles, and pay attention to the movements of the demon clan at any time. ”

Taizhi Zhenren issued two orders in a row, and Taixu Zhenren and Taijing Zhenren both responded separately.

The real people in the Dharma Hall treated the six-winged golden cicada strictly. Most of the other monks below the Chengdan stage of Longshou Peak also left the cave at this time, looking at Lin Zhao above. Although I don't know what happened, I didn't care when I saw that none of the real elders in the other courtyard showed up. watched for a while and then returned to the cave and was busy with their own affairs.

Lin Zhao cast the fist technique for two hours in a row, and only then did he feel that the true yuan was insufficient, so he slowly lowered his body.

If you don't practice boxing for a year, it's like not smoking for half a day in your previous life, and you feel uncomfortable, and you always feel a little less. After practicing boxing this time, I suddenly felt comfortable all over my body, and every pore of my body was properly fitted.

Back in his cave, Lin Zhao sat down on the futon in the cultivation room and began to meditate and refine qi.

This cultivation is five hours, and I feel that the spiritual power of my whole body is permeating, and the bubbling and liquefied true yuan is circulating in the meridians around my body like a river, slowly refining every cell in my body, until the meridians are faintly swollen and unable to hold on, Lin Zhao knows that it is time to collect the work.

Slowly opening his eyes, a white light flashed through his eyes. Lin Zhao quietly felt the true yuan in the sea of qi, and was constantly flowing towards the middle dantian yellow court, knowing that his cultivation in the liquid realm was about to be completed.

Without getting up, Lin Zhao closed his eyes again, selected a water technique in his mind, and began to comprehend.

In the past year, the classics of the entire Dao Law Hall have been memorized by Lin Zhao, and he has not deliberately counted how many Dao techniques and miscellaneous anecdotes he has in his mind.

If you don't comprehend them one by one, they are just memories, and they can't really be transformed into cultivation resources, which is not what Lin Zhao wants. Therefore, now is a good time to comprehend it and turn it into a real motivation for your own practice.

There was silence in the cave, and time passed imperceptibly. This is the practice, full of loneliness, unbearable, even if you enter the immortal gate, it is the road without a chance, and you go in vain.

Exactly: the fist is immeasurably martial, and the ten thousand laws are in the heart and the foundation is thick!