"Start over, how do you start over?" Ling Xiangyuan was puzzled, and was about to ask, but Qing Xuanzhe didn't say more, smiled evilly, and disappeared.

Suddenly, the sky was spinning, and Ling Xiangyuan only felt as if he had been asleep for a long time.

By the time he opened his eyes, it was already dark, his body had stopped dancing, and he was lying on the bed, his body aching, sweat wetting the bedding, and emitting a foul smell.

"Hoo ......"

He exhaled a breath of turbidity, and he didn't have time to clean it up, so he immediately sat cross-legged, sank his mind and entered the Purple Mansion, looking for Qing Xuanzhe's figure.

"Is it a dream?" Ling Xiangyuan muttered to himself.

He searched in the Purple Mansion Heavenly Palace for a long time, but found nothing, only to see Jin Dan spinning in the void, and the white sword qi disappeared without a trace.

"Then I'll try to enter the realm of the unity of heaven and man again. Ling Xiangyuan muttered.

He closed his eyes and silently recited the secret of the universe in his mouth, but this time he couldn't calm down, and he couldn't do it without distractions after trying hard for a long time.

"Whew...... There are no distracting thoughts in the heart, and there must be no distracting thoughts in the heart. Ling Xiangyuan muttered to himself, closed his eyes and began to try again.

He tried to do this a dozen times, but each time he couldn't calm down, he couldn't do it without distractions, he sighed, got out of bed, and pushed open the window.

The wind and snow outside the window had stopped, the cold wind was still howling, the cold sun hung in the white sky, and the snow on the eaves of the Ling Mansion was blown down by the wind and fell in the courtyard with a snap.

"Oh no, I forgot that my father asked me to go to the Scripture Pavilion today to find exercises. ”

He was thinking about what happened last night, and forgot that his father was going to take him to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find exercises today, so he shouted, hurriedly washed up, and went out to run towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The Scripture Pavilion was in the west courtyard of the Ling Mansion, and in a few minutes, Ling Xiangyuan had already come to the front of the Scripture Pavilion.

"This stinky boy, why haven't you come yet?" Ling Zhizheng was standing in front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, waiting for Ling Xiangyuan with a cold face, he waited here for a long time, and he didn't see Ling Xiangyuan's figure, and scolded.

Ling Zhizheng was sulking, and Ling Xiangyuan hurried over, for fear of being scolded by his father, and hurriedly said, "Father, have you found a suitable exercise for me?"

"Hmph, follow me. Ling Zhi's anger did not subside, he snorted coldly, and led Ling Xiangyuan into the Hidden Scripture Pavilion with a straight face.

The Scripture Pavilion was actually originally the West Courtyard's side room for groceries, and later Ling Zhi asked people to move in all the exercises and martial arts, and hung a plaque of the Scripture Pavilion, and the West Wing became the Scripture Pavilion of Lingfu, and the subordinates of Lingfu did not dare to come in to clean without Ling Zhi's order, and Ling Zhi did not come here for a long time.

The two walked into the Scripture Pavilion, only to see that the Scripture Pavilion was covered with dust, with cobwebs in the corners, and rusty scripture pillars were placed inside.

Ling Xiangyuan swept his eyes, these scripture pillars were made of unknown materials, each pillar was one meter high, and the name and grade of the exercises were carved on the pillars, and the introduction was very comprehensive.

He swept over in rows, almost all of them were human-level low-grade exercises, only one or two were human-level high-grade exercises, and some of the scripture pillars were empty.

He smiled bitterly, and finally understood why his father rarely set foot in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, his father had always been honest and thrifty, but he didn't expect the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the General's Mansion in Zhenbei to fall into such a state.

"Ahem, these are useless things, don't look at it, you come with me. Ling Zhi understood Ling Xiangyuan's thoughts, coughed a few times embarrassedly, and walked to the corner of the west wall and said.

Ling Xiangyuan followed after hearing this, and immediately discovered the difference, there was a scripture pillar in the corner of the west wall, which was half a section shorter than the other scripture pillars.

Ling Xiangyuan looked down, and the words Wind and Thunder Jue were engraved on the scripture pillar, and below was a large list of introductions.

Wind and thunder tricks, the tricks of the earth robbery. This is a technique used by cultivators, similar to the martial arts used by martial artists.

Before Ling Xiangyuan could see it, Ling Zhi patted it lightly on the scripture pillar, and the scripture pillar made a soft bang, and a scroll floated out of the pillar, and Ling Zhi gently held it in his hand.

"Xiang Yuan, there are really no good cultivation techniques in the Ling Mansion, only this local-level method, you can barely use it first, and when I go to the capital in a few days, I will definitely find you a local-level high-grade exercise." Ling Zhi had a slight apology on his face, handed him the magic trick, and said.

Ling Xiangyuan nodded, he understood his father's difficulties, he didn't say anything, took the wind and thunder trick, and followed Ling Zhi out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

"Xiang Yuan, a martial artist pays attention to tempering the body, a powerful martial artist, the body is a weapon, every move, implying the avenue of heaven and earth, can move mountains and seas with a wave of his hand. Ling Zhi said to Ling Xiangyuan as he walked.

Ling Xiangyuan followed behind Ling Zhi and listened.

"Cultivators pay attention to the cultivation of spiritual power, relying on external objects to hook the natural power of heaven and earth, this wind and thunder trick is that cultivators rely on the magic trick to hook the power of thunder and lightning......

The two came to the martial arts arena together, and Ling Zhi asked Ling Xiangyuan to open the scroll.

Ling Xiangyuan flipped through the scroll, and as soon as the scroll opened, the thunder and lightning stirred, and a ball of electric light flew out of the scroll and drilled into his mind.

Ling Xiangyuan sank down, as soon as the lightning light entered his mind, thunder and lightning ran horizontally, and rows of ancient characters composed of thunder and lightning appeared in his mind, like ghost drawings.

These are the mantras of the Wind and Thunder Formula, and if a cultivator wants to communicate with the natural power of heaven and earth, he must use the magic formula as an aid, and the magic weapon is used to increase the strength of the strength.

Ling Xiangyuan sat cross-legged on the stone platform, the wind and thunder trick appeared in his mind, he opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with electric light, and his long hair was flying, like a thunder god descending from the nine heavens.

He recited the mantra: "Treasure Title, Puli, Boundless Gods, Protect the Heavens, Eliminate Sins, Eliminate Sorrows, Finish the Banners, Fall into the Clouds, and Return to ......"

A golden light shot out from the Purple Mansion in the center of his eyebrows, and the Jin Dan rotated rapidly in the Purple Mansion, and streams of true qi flowed from the Purple Mansion to his hands.

I saw that the five fingers of his hands were clasped inward, forming a wind and thunder seal, and the electric arc on it was rushing, and the wind and thunder seal was launched, and a thunderbolt with the thickness of a fist was shot out of the palm of his hand, and the thunder and lightning with a tyrannical aura instantly hit a section of stone pier under the stone platform.

Bang!

After a loud bang, the stone pier with a diameter of one meter was pierced by lightning, leaving a deep hole the size of a fist.

Ling Xiangyuan looked at the deep hole left on the stone pier, and it only took him a few seconds to complete this series of complex movements.

He frowned slightly, thinking to himself, if the master made a move, how could the opponent have time to recite the magic trick for you to attack.

Ling Zhi seemed to see through his thoughts, and said: "Xiang Yuan, the power of the wind and thunder trick you played is less than one-tenth of it, this wind and thunder trick is a ground-level low-grade magic trick, and when you slowly master him, your mind will move, and the thunder and lightning will be smooth." ”

The Wind and Thunder Technique is a ground-level low-grade magic technique, and its power is naturally not ordinary, and with Ling Xiangyuan's Jindan Period One Heavy Heaven Skill, he naturally can't exert his power.

It is written on the wind and thunder recipe that those who cultivate to the advanced level, as soon as their mind moves, the wind and thunder trick is played, and the thunder is ten thousand ways, and the things they encounter can be turned into powder in an instant.

Ling Xiangyuan is not very familiar with the magic tricks now, and he is stupid, so it would be good to be able to hit a thunderbolt for the first time.

He gasped for a few seconds, and when he recited the magic formula, the golden light flashed in the purple mansion, and the true qi flowed to his hands again, and the seal was formed.

There was a loud bang, and a thunderbolt pier pierced a nearby stone pier again.

Bang! Bang!

There were three loud bangs in a row, and three thunderbolts shot out, piercing through the three stone piers, Ling Xiangyuan suddenly felt a little weak in his mental strength, and his head was dizzy.

With his cultivation, using the Wind Thunder Technique five times in a row is already the limit, plus he has not practiced the exercises, the true qi in the Jin Dan has been exhausted, and now he can't use it at all.

He sat cross-legged, sighed, and closed his eyes in meditation.

He thought to himself that he had not practiced the Fa, so he could only rely on meditation to recover his spiritual power, and he was slowly transforming into True Qi, so that the speed of cultivating the Fa was a little slower.

"Alas!" Ling Zhi sighed slightly when he saw this, thinking that he had to quickly find him a book of exercises.

Although Ling Xiangyuan understood that this was inefficient, he had no choice but to close his eyes and meditate on the spot.

True Qi is far from spiritual power, every time he meditates, it takes four or five hours, and if he uses the Wind and Thunder Technique five times, his True Qi will be exhausted, and he repeats this three or four times, and it is already late at night.

Bang! Bang!

Under the cover of night, there was silence, three loud noises came from the mountain behind Ling's mansion, Ling Xiangyuan was practicing the wind and thunder trick on the martial arts field, sweat soaked his clothes, the cold wind was cold, his clothes had already formed a layer of thin ice, his delicate face with a trace of stubbornness, boring practice of wind and thunder tricks.

Ling Zhi went back early, leaving him alone here to practice the Wind and Thunder Technique, his mind moved, his hands became seals, and two thunderbolts shot out from his hands, with a tyrannical aura, instantly hitting the two stone piers.

Bang bang!

There were two loud bangs, and the two stone piers were pierced by lightning, leaving two fist-sized holes.

Ling Xiangyuan smiled, now that he was able to follow the wind and thunder technique, he could send out two thunderbolts at a time, he knew in his heart that he was in a hurry to practice this kind of thing, and he was ready to go back to his room to rest and come back tomorrow.

Just as he turned around and was about to go back to his room, a cloud of green light flew down from the mountain behind Ling's mansion, and the green light was one person high, flew down from the back mountain, and flew straight to the Ling's Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Ling Xiangyuan was suspicious in his heart, he turned around and followed, he was physically strong, his physique was different from ordinary people, he didn't expect the green light to be extremely fast, and when he followed up in the west courtyard, the green light was gone.

Ling Xiangyuan hid behind the rockery in front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, thinking that he was dazzled and was about to leave.

With a squeak, the door of the Scripture Pavilion was pushed open from the inside, and the green light flew out of the Scripture Pavilion.

Ling Xiangyuan hid behind the rockery and looked carefully, in the green light was a middle-aged man in green clothes with two furry ears on his head, the man had his feet off the ground, and his left hand was holding a green ball the size of a dragon's eye, the ball was as green as jade, emitting fluorescence, and wrapped the man.

"Resist the body with qi!" he was taken aback, looking at the man's appearance, it seemed that he was from the demon clan

He thought to himself, there is a cliff on the back of the mountain behind Lingfu, and it is impossible to climb up without the strength of a martial artist, and the man's feet are off the ground, and his strength is at least in the martial king or the tribulation period.

After the martial artist arrives at the Martial King, he can use the vitality to consign his body to fly, and the cultivator reaches the tribulation period, and he can use his qi to control the body.

When Ling Xiangyuan was guessing, the man suddenly turned his head to look at where he was, the man's eyes were green, like a cat's eyes, his vertical pupils shrank, and the powerful aura around his body instantly burst out.