The road to the North Pavilion was tortuous, and Ye Hongfeng always felt uneasy, just like the question when he was apprenticed to Yunshan.

He originally decided to practice to protect others, but now the souls of the dead under the sword are countless. People who want to be heroes end up having to be murderers with butcher knives in hand. This kind of world is the cultivation realm, where the weak eat the strong like a jungle.

Feng Ran pressed his hand on his shoulder, his lips moved slightly, and finally he didn't speak. There were some things that he had to figure out for himself, and some realities that he had to accept.

"What kind of realm is it?" Ye Hongfeng asked for no reason.

Since it is a cultivation realm made of blood and bones, as long as it is strong enough, it can be at peace with people. It's like the sword fairy I met in the border tavern of the Kingdom of God, coming and going chic, so uncomfortable.

"Gather the sea into a pill, and give birth to a golden pill in the body. Since then, it has been connected with heaven and earth, and its spiritual power has been endless, and its life span is as long as 200 years. Feng Ran guessed what he was thinking, but he couldn't do anything, so he had to solve his doubts.

Ye Hongfeng smiled bitterly, his face full of helplessness. If this sea is heaven and earth, how can heaven and earth be condensed into a golden pill?"

The two of them were silent, no matter how strong their manpower was, how could they overcome the heavens? The monks practiced against the heavens, and in the end, they still had to prostrate under the order of the Heavenly Dao.

"If the sea of qi is heaven and earth, you might as well split it with a sword, first break it and then stand it, and then become a golden pill. Someone said, with confidence in his words.

Ye Hongfeng looked in the direction where the voice was coming, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Only then did he get out of danger, and he met this enemy again, and he had to have a scale for his ill-fated fate, right?

I saw Nangong Wen standing not far away, looking up at the sky, chic and elegant.

"I'm not the one who pretended to be you? Ye Hongfeng took the lead to prove his innocence.

Nangong asked's face stiffened, obviously having heard about it.

The trees beside the road shook, the fallen leaves fell, and no one made a sound for a while.

After a while, Nangong Wen suppressed his anger and said: "The incident of that day is that you did not admit it first, and this son is not a person with a small belly, as long as you fight with me, this son will no longer hold you accountable for the fault of the offense that day." ”

Ye Hongfeng glanced at him, humming and chirping, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

If Lao Tzu couldn't beat you, how could you still stand and talk to me now?

"Of course, this son will not bully you, after all, it is impossible to crush the fifth son of Daoyun with the realm. When the time comes, I will surrender myself and fight a fair battle with you. Nangong asked, becoming more and more proud, it seemed that the absolute superiority in the realm made him quite happy in his heart.

"Since you don't speak, that's a promise. I have left a lot of pills for you in the North Pavilion, so let's get the pill as soon as possible, so that you can have a good fight. I will be waiting for you at Thousand Swords Peak. Without giving him a chance to respond, Nangong Wen waved his hand and turned to leave. Occasionally, a thunderbolt fell, splitting his long hair.

"I'm so ......" Qiu Di also put his hand on his shoulder to show comfort.

To be honest, he was asked to fight for some reason, but the other party's strength was far stronger than his own. Brother Ye's luck is really outrageous.

"Isn't it just an appointment to fight, when I return from the marriage, I will definitely beat him all over the ground to find teeth!"

He said viciously.

......

The door of the north pavilion is open, and the front door of the Zhu Gate is full of birds. There was a man guarding in front of the pavilion, and the man sat cross-legged, and the coercion was invisibly released, so that those who passed through this place did not dare to enter.

Before Ye Hongfeng could speak, the man got up and greeted him with a smile, and smiled flatteringly while saying Nangong's instructions when he left.

What to say is really worthy of the pride of the sky, and he has the courage to compete with the holy son outside the Nangong family; what to say Nangong is a generous person, and he actually gave away the elixir and spiritual grass of the entire pavilion, and the opponent who still wants to fight the duel.

Ye Hongfeng scoffed at his words, with the virtue of a kid who was struck by thunder, if it was to take advantage of the danger of others, it would be a little abnormal.

The man sent him into the cabinet and said goodbye and left.

Ye Hongfeng looked at the furnishings in the pavilion, and sure enough, it was no different from the second senior brother's wooden house. "The world's Danshi is the same", this is not unreasonable.

There are several shelves in the pavilion, and the shelves are full of dust, but the jade bottles on them are still round and shiny, as if they are brand new.

The jade bottle is sparsely placed, it should be that the predecessors took some of it, and although the rest is not much, it is all of the best grade. Nangong asked that he could leave such a valuable pill to him for him to use for his knot, which was indeed admirable.

"We can't bother about it. Little wood, you ......"

"Don't worry, I'm the fifth son of Daoyun, how can I be hindered by me?" Ye Hongfeng saw that there was still worry between the two of them, so he waved his hand, and while pushing them out, he said: "I have my own measure, you just need to wait quietly." ”

Until the Zhu door was closed, he leaned against the door, looked at the jade bottle on the wooden shelf, and smiled bitterly.

If it is really so easy, how can there be countless monks in this world who seek the Tao but can't? Where are the countless dry bones on the road to becoming immortals? How can there be regrets that are difficult to let go even when they die?

What's more, he is an invisible sea of qi, he just deceives others, and he can't deceive himself after all.

"It's okay, you have to try. He said to himself, slowly walking towards the pavilion.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the North Pavilion, and with a gesture of his hand, several bottles of pills flew in. He swallowed it in one gulp, feeling the warm current flowing in the meridians, just like he felt on the cloud mountain before entering the secret realm.

The warm current flows through the five internal organs and converges in the sea of qi. It was like a pair of big hands, completely opening up the passage between the sea of qi and heaven and earth, and then the aura frantically drilled into his body and into the sea of qi.

Under the infusion of spiritual power, the sea of qi surged, and the waves rose higher and higher, eventually submerging the mountains. The clouds were lowering, and lightning was brewing in them.

He was running the mental method of Yudan, and his spiritual power was guided by him to run along the designated route, but the heaven and earth in the sea of qi showed no sign of contraction.

"Poof!" After about a stick of incense, the spiritual power suddenly rioted in his body, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell weakly on the ground.

Sure enough, the traditional method of knotting Dan did not apply to the Invisible Qi Sea, and he had to forge a new path.

"If the sea of qi is heaven and earth, you might as well split it with a sword, first break it and then stand it, and then become a golden pill. ”

Nangong's words echoed in his ears, and he felt a burst of emotion in his heart, but he couldn't make a decision in the end.

Break and then stand, does he really have that kind of courage?

After a sword, either the road is smooth, or the body is dead. There was hope that he would not have to take such a risk.

Let's go to Thousand Swords Peak to make an appointment first, and look for opportunities from the battle. Moreover, he still had an elixir in his hand, an elixir that was enough to condense the fake pill and comprehend the realm of the knotted pill.

He pushed open the door, took a step, and said with a smile: "Go, go clean up that arrogant guy." ”

......

Thousand Swords Peak.

This place has been filled with people, and most of the monks in the secret realm have gathered here, wanting to witness the battle between the two great avenues.

Nangong Wen was dressed in a white shirt fluttering, independent on the top of the Thousand Swords Peak, and his eyes were always staring at the north. Occasionally, a thunderbolt falls, but it only adds an invincible and lonely momentum.

Three figures slowly walked down the mountain, led by the man with his hair tied in ebony branches, carrying a long sword and fluttering clothes.

Nangong couldn't help but sigh, that kid still couldn't get married, and the obstacle of the invisible sea of qi was so difficult?

There was a burst of laughter on the mountain path, and there seemed to be thorns in the laughter. Even though Ye Hongfeng was ranked as the fifth son of Dao Yun, no one still wanted to believe that this kid who had built a foundation realm could defeat the first person in the secret realm.

Liu Cheng'er leaned against an ancient tree, looked at the two figures up and down the mountain, and smiled casually. This game was originally planned by her, in order to put Ye Hongfeng to death.

Liu Cheng'er fiddled with her fingers and said slowly: "Ye Gongzi, don't die too early, the slave family has prepared more than one gift for you......"

Not far behind her, Han Chengwang and Shao Ji looked at each other and smiled, and under the feet of the two, there were two scarred people, who were Su Shili and Wudao.

Ye Hongfeng had reached the foot of the mountain, he raised his hand, signaling that the two behind him did not need to follow. Then the thumb is forced, and the nine heavens are unsheathed.

At the top of the Thousand Swords Peak, Nangong asked the white shirt and drummed. He took a deep breath, and the clouds above him suddenly gathered. After a moment, he let out a long breath. In the middle of a breath, the realm has reached the upper realm of the foundation.

He said that if he didn't take advantage of Ye Hongfeng, he would do what he said. His perception is much higher than Ye Hongfeng, but his realm is half a layer lower.

With a dragon roar, Ye Hongfeng's steps became faster and faster, and the sword qi Qinglong took off from the sword and flew towards the figure on the mountain.

Nangong asked for a move, and a bolt of lightning fell from the dark clouds. The lightning collided with the green dragon, and both of them were annihilated.

"The Holy Son of Nangong really lives up to his reputation, and he broke the sword qi Qinglong of the fifth son with one move, and it is difficult for my generation of monks to match it. ”

"Yes, even if the realm is suppressed, the fifth son of Daoyun is still not an opponent, it seems that in the battle of the Great Dao of this generation, the Holy Son of Nangong will have a place. ”

"Not just a place? According to the poor road, it is very likely to compete with the holy woman of the Li family. After all, with the strength of the Holy Son of Nangong, the fifth son could only be crushed. ”

"What Daoyou said is, Daoyou said yes. ”

The monks on the mountain were full of discussions, and they had already made up their minds about this confrontation.

Nangong Wen hooked the corners of his mouth and chuckled, and his hands kept sealing. As his Dharma seal changed, the momentum in the dark clouds became more and more terrifying. Soon there was an explosion in the sky, the dark clouds were torn apart by the strong purple light, and the thick heavenly thunder turned into sharp claws and grabbed down the mountain.

Ye Hongfeng secretly swallowed his saliva, he inserted the Nine Heavens on the ground in front of him, and the Soul Devouring Bead was suspended at the hilt of the sword. He naturally knew that Tianlei was born to restrain resentment. But he had no way out, there was no one behind him, and if he didn't meet the enemy with the strongest swordsmanship, there would be no turning point in this battle.

"The sword rises from the Shura Prison. ”

"Panic thunder fell. ”

The two shouted at the same time, and the purple thunder and the black silk sword net met, making a "bang" sound.

The thunder is thick and strong, and it has the power to destroy the world, and the sword network is dense, but it has never been broken.

On the Thousand Swords Peak, one person stands on the top of the mountain, and one person stands at the foot of the mountain. The two faced each other, the purple sky thunder descended the mountain, the black silk sword net went uphill, and finally met at the mountainside.

Who said that the fifth son of Yun was crushed? Isn't this half a move?