In the night sky, the bright moon hangs high, and the stars are shining, forming a brilliant, endless galaxy rushing forward, not knowing where it starts and where it ends.

In the medicine garden, the breeze blows, the fragrance of medicine is scattered, and the branches and leaves rub to make a rustling sound.

At this moment, Yun Mu was sitting in the medicine garden with his eyes closed, practicing the wind spell brought from the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, exhaling the wind.

Heaven and earth are full of wind aura, and general wind spells need to use their own spiritual power to channel the wind aura between heaven and earth, so as to produce wind, in addition to another method, that is, to integrate yourself into the aura of heaven and earth and become wind.

There are many kinds of winds, such as warm and full of life like a spring breeze, as cold as a cold wind that freezes everything, as yin as a wind, as a wind of silence, and so on.

"Wind. ”

Yun Mu groaned softly in his mouth, his right hand slowly raised, and the spiritual power gathered in his right hand, and suddenly a gust of wind rose, blowing the corners of his clothes, but it immediately dissipated and became invisible.

"Wind. ”

Yun Mu's face was calm, he didn't care about his previous failure, and cast his spell again.

In this way, in the midst of failure after failure, in the first rays of morning light, Yun Mu opened his eyes violently, waved his right hand forward, and said softly: "Wind!"

For a moment, the clothes fluttered, the herbs swayed, the earth and stones tumbled, and a gust of wind blew from behind him, bringing a slight coolness.

In the breeze, Yun Mu stood up, his hair dancing with the wind, and a smile appeared on his face.

In one night, Yun Mu learned the art of exhaling the wind and sensed the existence of the wind. Although the power is almost non-existent, it has opened up the vein and found the direction.

"Let's go and send the herbs first, and then go to the old man that Hu Lao said, if the exercises of refining the body can be obtained, and then combined with the current three spells, there may be a chance to compare the outer doors. Yun Mu lowered his head and pondered, his expression solemn.

"I am now worse than some of the peak disciples of the outer sect is cultivation, I heard Hu Lao say, most of the people who participated this time are above the eighth order of qi refining, and some have even reached the peak of qi refining, faintly touching the scope of foundation building, so they have to speed up their cultivation and improve their cultivation. ”

After watching the battle yesterday, he already understood that his strength may be insignificant in the eyes of others, and there are many deficiencies compared to others in the outer gate.

At the foot of the fifth peak, a small river flows different from other peaks, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. There are countless strangely shaped rocks, some of which resemble wild beasts, some resemble trees, and some resemble human forms....... All of them are huge, the smallest is dozens of zhang high, and the largest is as high as 100 zhang, like a natural Stonehenge.

Among the rocks, there sat an old man cross-legged, this old man had gray hair, his face was wrinkled, his skin was rough, and his hands were full of calluses, looking like an old farmer in the countryside from a distance.

According to some of the disciples in the sect, when they first noticed that the old man was sitting there quietly, some disciples came up to ask questions or tried to talk to him, but the old man was silent.

The disciples also felt strange and went to report to the master, but to no avail, and finally let the old man sit there.

And this sitting is twenty years, during which the old man is motionless, let the wind and rain blow, the heat and winter, as if he has also turned into a rock.

Yun Mu came here and walked softly to the old man, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

He found that the old man's whole body did not have any fluctuations in spiritual energy, and he did not breathe, like a dead man and a mountain stone.

Abandoning the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yun Mu took a deep breath, took out the token in his arms, bowed deeply to the old man, and said, "Disciple Yun Mu, hold the token given by Hu Lao, and ask for the senior." ”

One breath, ten breaths, one hundred breaths, and gradually the time of a stick of incense passed, and Yun Mu still worshiped there, did not get up, and his face never changed.

And so, one day, two days, three days, until half a month later, on a night of pouring rain, the wind howled, and the silver snake danced wildly.

A subtle sound sounded in Yun Mu's ears, and if you listened carefully, you would find that it was the sound of the mountain rock breaking.

As this slight sound spread, at the foot of the fifth peak, all the rocks made the same slight sound, as if they had life and breath.

Immediately afterward, countless dense cracks were born on the rocks, as if they were about to crumble, shatter, as if something was about to break out of the rocks.

In the sky, the rain was pouring down, the lightning was dancing like a silver snake, illuminating the dark night sky, and there was a muffled thunder rolling like piercing the void, which sounded in Yun Mu's heart.

But none of this compares to the countless slight sounds, the cracking of rocks.

In the boundless wind and rain, under the countless thunders, the old man sitting cross-legged let out a light sigh, and under a sigh, the wind and clouds changed, the rain rolled up, and the thunder dissipated.

A pair of jade-like eyes opened suddenly, and an earth-shattering cultivation erupted on the old man's body.

At the moment when the cultivation broke out, the fifth peak trembled, and even more frightened voices came out, several monks flew out of the mountain, and the old man who looked at the foot of the mountain was shocked, bowed to him, and retreated into the mountain.

At this moment, Yun Mu's complexion changed greatly, his body was swept back, and his whole body trembled, as if he was like a flat boat in the ocean in front of the old man, and the old man's breath was a monstrous wave, and there was a danger of capsizing at any time.

After stabilizing his mind, Yun Mu still bent down and bowed.

As the old man opened his eyes, the countless rocks shattered more violently, and finally turned into a thudding sound, echoing all around.

In that thud, in the broken mountain rocks, countless red rays of light flew out of it, merging into the old man's body, and suddenly the aura on the old man's body became even stronger.

The old man looked at Yun Mu, who was still bent down and worshipping a hundred zhang away, and stepped out.

As the old man took a step, the wrinkles on his face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with another step, his white hair turned into green silk and danced.

In this step, the old man's appearance and posture became younger and younger, and finally turned into a handsome young man, but the momentum of his whole body changed the color of the wind and clouds.

The young man looked at Yun Mu, nodded, took the token in his hand, swept his senses, and said faintly: "This seat, Nirvana Xuanzi, what do you ask for." ”

The young man's eyes were like torches, and while looking at Yun Mu, he waved his right hand towards the sky, and in an instant, the wind and rain were still there, and the thunder roared.

The rain fell on Yun Mu, making him feel a hint of coldness. In his opinion, the young man's cultivation was unfathomable, more powerful than Elder Zhuang at the beginning, and like a mountain stone that has existed for thousands of years, standing between heaven and earth, exuding suffocating coercion.

"Disciple, seek a method of refining the body. Yun Mu suppressed the fear in his heart and spoke.

After hearing this, the young man's eyes immediately froze, and his divine sense enveloped Yun Mu's whole body.

In an instant, Yun Mu felt his whole body tighten, and his skin clicked in the young man's gaze, as if it was about to break and collapse.

After a while, the young man retracted his consciousness and said softly: "The qualifications are good, but the cultivation is weaker, and the root bones are not completely finalized, and it is not too late to cultivate the body refining technique at this time. ”

After speaking, the young man's right index finger was raised, and at the center of Yun Mu's eyebrows, a red light disappeared into his mind.

Then, the young man looked at the empty flat ground around him, shook his head and sighed, and turned into a long rainbow and flew away.

At this moment, Yun Mu's mind roared and echoed, and a huge mountain peak appeared in front of him.

On that mountain, there seemed to be some countless tiny lines, intertwined and staggered, emitting a jade-like light.

"The essence of the mountain, the shape of the mountain, the embodiment of the mountain, the thought of the mountain......"