The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name.

If the mountain is so high that it needs to be looked up, too high and too cold, so high that it looks down to see everything in the world, then such a mountain does not need to borrow anyone's fame and will naturally become famous.

Therefore, the height of many things often determines their own weight and also determines the angle of treating things.

When I climbed to the height of 5,900 zhang of Water Lily Mountain on a light night, I finally felt exhausted. He had already passed through a layer of mist, but when he looked up, not far away, another layer of cloud and smoke had formed. It was really a little impossible to climb, so the young man simply sat in the middle of the clouds and mist, looking into the distance.

The mountains like white waves are boundless, running to the end of the earth. The teenager is crazy and thinks: Where the earth is exhausted, is there a young man like him who is also fantasizing about his direction?

Another bone-piercing wind swept from above, waking up the delusion of the light night, and his gaze retracted from a distance, from an unfathomable spot.

The water lily lake at the foot of the mountain is so small, as small as ice. If you stand at the top or even higher, the water lily lake will be smaller, as small as dust. Is this because height determines the angle?

There are still two months left before the five-month cultivation period allowed by Feng Beyu, and the results of the previous stage of cultivation are very satisfied with Feng Qingye, and he thinks that he has done a good job, so he is full of confidence and is determined to cultivate the Wind Shadow Technique to a small success in the remaining two months, and then, when the cedar forest takes off its thick winter coat and shakes out the verdant time, it will say goodbye to the Water Lily Lake and return to the Withered Leaf Peak to show off.

The most crucial point in cultivating the Wind Shadow Technique is to comprehend the rhythm of the wind, especially the trajectory of the wind.

The clouds are flowing because of the wind, which is a kind of trajectory of the wind, and the smoke is winding because of the wind, which is a certain rhythm of the wind.

Drawing on the understanding of Feng Buyu's cultivation of the Wind Shadow Technique, Feng Qingye used his divine sense to simulate countless lines of the wind. These lines, whether slow, fast, fierce, soft, or turning, or direct, or fascinated like a spring day, or heroic and rough straight into the clouds, made the young man have a clear understanding of the cultivation of wind shadow art. This is also the benefit of inheritance, being able to stand on a kind of accumulation, carry out their own climbing and exploration, and then find their own way.

Feng Beyu chose the Angry Sea of the Izumo Continent to cultivate the Wind Shadow Technique back then. Located in the middle of the Izumo Continent, the Nu Sea is an inland sea, and it is also the only sea in the entire continent, with a length of 523,000 li and a width of 384,000 li. As a result, the Izumo continent is also like a saucer, with convex sides and concave sides.

The reason why the old man let the wind come to Water Lily Mountain at night is that the wind is rolling on Water Lily Mountain. After seeing Feng Beiyu's cultivation and understanding, Feng Qingye immediately understood the old man's true intentions.

Xu is because of the first time in his life that he has to let the old man look down on the lonely "detention brigade", Xu is because he has cultivated some fun a few days ago, and this time the cultivation of the wind shadow trick, the young man has changed the lazy and lazy atmosphere in the past, and has become extremely resolute.

For several days, against the wind, climbing the water lily mountain, from the climb to feel or whirling or blowing in the face or like a sharp blade scraping or blowing clothes. At the beginning, the wind only climbed to 5,300 zhang at night, and the true qi began to dry up, and it was really impossible to withstand the pressure of the wind, so he stood up there to experience.

As I realized more, I became more familiar with the temperament of the wind, and after a few days, I arrived at this 5,900 zhang.

This kind of progress is the most intuitive, even if I am tired and out of breath, I am still full of interest.

Although I looked back and looked up, I still couldn't see the top of the water lily mountain, and Feng Qingye believed that once the wind shadow trick could make a breakthrough and reach the top of it, it would be no problem.

After resting for two quarters of an hour, the wind on the back of his head was blowing stronger, bigger, and it meant to hold him up in the air, and the green shirt on his body was full of drumming, and the hunting and hunting in the bundle of hair were also blowing. The wind stood up in the light night, opened his arms, felt as if he had opened two wings, and kicked hard with his feet the ice and snow layer that should have been frozen hard by eternal time, and flew up, straight like a meteor, riding the wind, gliding towards the water lily lake below.

The lake of water lilies, the size of a spotted bamboo leaf, grew larger and closer from the pupil of the eye. The wind was light and screamed excitedly. After flying about 3,000 zhang, the wind stopped for a while, and the boy slipped to the ground, and screamed a few times, and suddenly woke up, and the excitement he saw just now forgot to feel the trajectory of the wind.

It was still early, so he simply took the Spirit Gathering Array Disk and embedded it in the spirit stone, and cultivated his true qi on the spot. A big week, stretching up and down.

Thinking back to the wind just now, it was as fast as a waterfall, and the addiction was too enjoyable, but he didn't realize the operation of the wind that rose from him. After looking at the sky again, there was still some time before it was dark, so he turned back and went up again.

This time, it actually climbed to a distance of 6,700 feet. The young man was overjoyed, and thought in his head: "How did you fly in the wind, this progress is also outrageous." "Thinking about it, there is always something wrong, and suddenly I remembered that the starting point of the climb just now was the place where I slipped, and the whole thing was only 3,800 zhang climbed. Patted himself on the skull and shouted, "It's stupid." ”

Here, the speed of the wind and the pressure of the wind are even greater. The boy took out his sword, dug a pit, sat inside, and recovered his breath. Reaching out into the wind, he felt that the wind was suddenly strong, stood up, opened his arms, and flew into the air again. This time, although he was still screaming, he had a separate mind.

Since this time, Feng Qingye has climbed the Water Lily Mountain twice a day, riding the wind twice, pinning his playful temperament on cultivation, entertaining himself, and enjoying himself.

After playing like this for half a month, I finally touched a snow. This snow is also interestingly tight, the wind is light and the night just started to climb, the snow fell, looking back, the water lily lake under the mountain is not moving, it seems that the snow is just covering the water lily mountain is falling.

The wind was negligible in the heavy snow. The snow fell and sprinkled, one by one, and each snowflake danced in a graceful arc from the air, with a whirl, falling on the boy's body, head, and some even on his eyebrows. After walking in the snow for a while, the snow fell thicker, but each snowflake was very independent, and it was unrelated, and the more the boy looked at it, the more he felt that these snowflakes were falling.

He simply released the two sand-shaped divine consciousness condensed in the Purple Mansion, and fluttered with these snowflakes.

This feeling, light and smart, as if I have become a snowflake, unrestrained and flying in the sky. The boy even felt the fine wind produced when every snowflake swirled down, and the wind was so insignificant, and yet so real, like the most beautiful spirit in heaven and earth.

Wind?!The wind of the elves of the finesse?!

It was the feeling of the darkness cracking a little crack and revealing a glimmer of light, and the wind and light night hurriedly sat down, letting the snowflakes wrap themselves, and all the senses and divine senses were placed in the air, catching the touch of the fine elves.

The boy found the wind he wanted.

The wind shadow that I remembered seemed to have life all of a sudden, and it was running in the boy's body, and it became more and more urgent, and all the true qi seemed to differentiate and differentiate into a slender wind, and the whole person was like turning into the most delicate wind.

The wind sat there at night, motionless for three days.