He Yi settled in Shepan Mountain.

On the same day, he built himself a simple wooden house, located on the edge of a small cliff farthest from the seven people. Push open the door, and there are cliffs on both sides.

At night, at the invitation of Wang Chong, he had a drink with Snake Pan Bajun, and he was drunk before returning to his house.

He didn't rest, and Dong Xuan's penance didn't need to rest. Back in the house, he sat on the stone bed and turned over his hand to take out the broken Tianyan Ce silk silk.

The old and worn silk silk is like a rag, if it were not for the faintly recognizable patterns of stars, plants and trees on it, I am afraid that if it is thrown to the ground at will, no one may pick it up.

After settling down, He Yi gathered his thoughts towards the fragment of the Heavenly Strategy, and a wisp of strange fluctuations gradually appeared in the sea of his consciousness.

Close your eyes, it's dark.

No, not even darkness, to be exact, but a void of chaos.

In the chaos, it seemed that something was being created, changing, but he couldn't grasp it clearly, only faintly felt it.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, an indescribable sound, I don't know whether it was extremely large or extremely small, sounded in the chaos. That chaotic color suddenly turned into real darkness. The darkness spreads endlessly, covering millions of light-years, thousands of light-years in the blink of an eye, and growing.

He didn't notice that when his mind sank into the Heavenly Strategy, the surroundings of his body rippled like water waves, as if the space had begun to twist slightly.

In that dark world, suddenly there was light, little by little, like the stars in the night sky, more and more, brighter and brighter. I don't know how long it took, but at that point, the starlight spread all over the dark world, faintly, as if a universe had been formed.

At this point, He Yi was forced to open his eyes.

He could only see so much, maybe it was because his cultivation was not enough, maybe it was because of the broken Tianyan strategy. The picture was perfectly broken, as if there were only so many of them, but he could feel that after the formation of the starry sky, it would continue to develop, in a certain direction, such as towards destruction, or continue to expand. But he couldn't see it, at least for the time being.

Put away the Heavenly Evolution Strategy, and think about it, there doesn't seem to be any trace of the exercises in it. But he also felt that something seemed to have happened to him, but he couldn't notice it for a while.

This day's performance is an unfathomable thing, and he can't find any traces of the exercises for a while, and he is not disappointed, anyway, as long as he spends more time, he will always find the clues.

Looking at the sky, it was almost dawn, and the brief scene like the Big Bang took him two hours away.

After reimagining the scene of Fang Cai, the sky was soon bright, but he still didn't gain anything. The ripple-like trail did not reappear, and even if it did, he would not be able to detect it.

Seeing that it was already three poles up, He Yi got out of the house, identified the direction and stepped directly on the air, and flew towards the small waterfall in his memory.

The distance from Shepan Mountain to the small waterfall was not far, and he arrived in a few moments, but to his surprise, there were already people there.

On the big stone by the waterhole, a young man in a white suit is sitting cross-legged, breathing and breathing the aura between heaven and earth.

It's Li Mu.

He flew to the side, didn't bother him, and waited for a while, then saw Li Mu Shugong open his eyes.

The two sat and stood and looked at each other for a moment, and they actually had a feeling of sympathy for the same people who had fallen from the end of the world.

"You've become diligent. He Yi said.

He sat down on a large rock on the other side of the pool, and the two of them were separated by water, facing each other.

"Not diligent, not hardworking, unable to protect yourself, and the people you want to protect. Li Mu said astringently.

He Yi snorted and didn't continue.

He had tasted the feeling of losing the people around him because of his lack of strength, and he knew that it was very uncomfortable.

"Hit me. Li Mu said suddenly, his eyes were on him, and he didn't mean to joke. He said: "Back then, because of my provocation, you couldn't stay in Shepan Mountain, and you were bullied by us because of this, and even ate the sixth sister's evil sword and was seriously injured. These are all caused by me, you hit me, I owe you. ”

"It's all in the past. He shook his head.

"Nope. Li Mu objected: "Time has passed, but the experience has not changed." A mistake is a mistake, and a debt is a debt. ”

He Yi looked at him for a while, and then said, "You have changed a lot." ”

"You too. ”

He Yi nodded, still sitting on the stone, but clenched his fists.

A straight punch, with heavy waves of qi, spanned two zhang away, crossed a tail on the water surface, and hit Li Mu.

He didn't spare his hand, and when this punch was thrown, Li Mu flew out directly upside down, hit the trunk of a big tree, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

But he laughed.

Sometimes a little thing will become a heart knot, and when the heart knot is untied, it is naturally relieved.

Back then, because he was young and vigorous, he didn't know how to be a man, so He Yi had nowhere to return and stooped to a desolate cave. It wasn't until a few years ago that he gradually understood how naïve and ridiculous what he had done, and at the same time, it also made him clear how big a gap there was between him and He Yi back then. Since Gao Yong's death, he has been cultivating by the waterhole since he returned to Lingxu, and only a few times will he go back to Shepan Mountain to have a small gathering with his brothers. What he did was to be able to endure the lonely penance of being alone like He Yi and sharpen his own mind.

He got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked back to the stone and sat down, and said, "You are very strong, you should be about the same as my eldest brother." ”

He Yi was noncommittal and did not answer.

Wang Chong has been a real person of Yuanying for more than 20 years, and now he is a master of the middle stage of Yuanying, and his own control of mana and the application of spells are far stronger than him. But with a strong physique and the presence of Vilu's body, he may not lose. If he sacrifices his life to fight, he should have a better chance of winning, after all, he is almost impossible to fight now.

Two people who have experienced life and death and a great change in temperament actually have nothing to talk about sitting together. He Yi sat opposite Li Mu for a while, and then closed his eyes and studied "Wind and Fire Knife Sail". The latter felt bored, took two pills and rubbed his chest that had just been beaten, and also began to breathe.

In He Yi's sea of knowledge, the impression of wind and fire sails keeps playing back.

With the improvement of his cultivation, his mind is also constantly strengthening, and although he can't talk about it now, it is still very fast to memorize some things seriously. It took seven days to memorize the Vilu Sutra, but now he can walk around the second floor of the Bilu Sutra Hall in one day, and write down the complete wind and fire sword sails and a few loose moves, and the difference can be seen.

There are seven moves of the wind and fire knife and sail, which are Lilan, empty waves, scorching clouds, wind and fire slashing, wind and flame like a whirlpool, and no return, and the core style - fire and sea sail.

In fact, there is no difference between strength and weakness in the first six moves of the knife technique, but their characteristics are different. In the first six moves, three moves of fire and three moves of wind can be disassembled and used in pieces, only the last move, which combines wind and fire, is amazingly powerful and quite difficult.

He dismantled the principle of knife technique in the sea of knowledge, and slowly comprehended the artistic conception of wind and fire. If he just learns a shape, with his current strength, it is completely easy, but if he can't understand the charm of this, it is just a virtual appearance, it is better not to learn.

This time it took seven days, and he was sleepless and tireless, even unaware of a long drizzle. In the sea of knowledge, the sword technique has been practiced by him at least 10,000 times, and the artistic conception of wind and fire has slowly begun to become clear.

Seven days later, as soon as the rain clouds had cleared, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a quaint firewood knife appeared in his hand.

Li Mu on the opposite side felt his abnormal movement, and immediately retracted his mind and looked at him.

He Yi didn't speak, turned over and jumped up, holding the firewood knife in one hand, and a momentum gradually emerged on his body.

When the momentum climbed to the peak, and even the pool was forced to retreat by him, he moved.

The firewood knife slashed obliquely, and a wave of hot air swept out, slashing over the pool, and finally slashed on another stone beside Li Mu. Where his sword qi passed, the pool water turned into steam, and the stone at the end of the knife qi was split into a deep crack, and the stones on both sides of the crack were like spring snow, strangely melting a large piece.

Feeling the amazing heat wave, Li Mu felt a little intimidated for a while.

It's just a random swing of the knife, but it's as powerful as his full strength!

He Yi looked at the strangely melted stone and frowned. He was not clear about the artistic conception of fire, but the heat of this knife was not as pure and concentrated as he imagined. With a perfect swing of the knife, the stone should be evenly melted at both ends, not in an irregular shape.

In fact, this can't be blamed on him, although the true meaning of the five elements is the same generosity to anyone, and everyone can borrow and comprehend, but after all, he is not an ordinary immortal cultivator, he doesn't know real fire, and he doesn't know the spell of making fire, and it is normal for his control to be poor.

Although he was not satisfied, he was not discouraged. If martial arts are so easy to learn, the masters are too cheap. There are very few ascetic cultivators in this world, and there are only three or five out of 10,000 people, if all of them can easily learn powerful martial arts, the pattern of this immortal cultivation world should have changed a long time ago.

After missing a knife, he thought about the mistake for a while, picked up the wood knife again, and continued to practice.

The sword qi was one after another, and the waterhole was filled with the whirring sound of air waves and the snorting of water droplets. The stones melted one by one, followed by the dirt, and the knife qi went farther and farther, and the spread became larger and larger. Naturally, his artistic conception is becoming more and more appropriate.

Every time He Yi made a move, he limited his strength as much as possible. Because he found that once he shot with all his strength, the sword qi was probably enough to sweep dozens of zhang, and the huge heat would directly ignite the forest behind him.

This discovery made him find it a little funny. I thought that ascetics would not be able to use fire, but I didn't expect that as long as I felt the true meaning of the five elements with my heart and used the sword qi as a medium, the heat emitted was not worse than the fire alchemy of a cultivator.