In the early morning, the Cangyu Mountains were silent, there were only endless mountains and forests as far as the eye could see, and there were no birds in nature, and the silence was like a dead land, and at this moment, a sudden loud noise shook the mountains and forests, breaking the silence.

"Wind Blade!" With a loud shout, a three-foot-long crescent-shaped wind blade slashed forward, like a huge scythe, slashing several large trees not far away, and the loud sound of the tree trunks smashing down broke the silence of the mountains.

This wind blade was naturally released by Ling Feng, and after more than two days of cultivation, although he could not say that he could use it proficiently, it was still no problem to use it against the enemy.

"Whew, it's not easy to master the direction of the wind blade. Under the early morning sun, Ling Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, he could almost be said to have not stopped for a moment in the past two days, fortunately, his physique was strong, if it was replaced by other monks, not to mention the consumption of real strength, the consumption of physical strength alone would be enough for them to bear.

Ling Feng took out a bowl of clear spring from the storage ring, this spring water was originally collected by Ling Feng from the cave where the Cold Heart Grass was bred, Ling Feng found that this spring water actually had a faint effect on restoring true strength, and could clear the feeling of fatigue, and it was also thanks to this spring water that Ling Feng was able to persist until now.

Drinking the spring water in one gulp, he suddenly felt a cool feeling permeating his body, Zhenli slowly recovered, and the fatigue of ** was also relieved a lot, taking the bowl back, Ling Feng took out some dried meat from the storage ring, and ate it like this, this is his first meal in the past two days, the transcendent realm monk can absorb the aura of heaven and earth to relieve hunger, but after all, he still has to eat, if he can reach the realm of entering the Dao, he can open the valley, no longer stick to the mortal dust, completely transcend the world, and become a real immortal cultivator.

After a while, Ling Feng finished eating the jerky, and after resting for a while, he stood up and prepared to continue practicing the spell

In the past two days, most of Ling Feng's energy had been devoted to the cultivation of the Wind Blade Technique, after all, the Wind Blade Technique was the most powerful and the cultivation difficulty was also great, so Ling Feng naturally invested more energy in the Wind Blade Technique, and while it was still early, Ling Feng planned to practice the Wood Binding Technique again that he was not very familiar with.

Ling Feng's face was solemn, the true power in his body was working, and he recited the magic trick in his mouth, and suddenly the surrounding grass and trees throbbed, like an iron cable, and quickly wrapped around a big tree in front of him, and in less than two breaths, it was wrapped like a zongzi.

And in the face of such an achievement, Ling Feng sighed, obviously dissatisfied, there is only one reason, that is, the time to cast the spell is too long, the battle of the immortal cultivator is often in an instant, Ling Feng just took nearly four breaths of time from the time of the decision of the mind to the completion of the spell, if this is in the battle of the immortal cultivator, the time of four breaths is enough to fight nearly ten times, Ling Feng's spell may be detected as soon as it is launched, and once it is detected, then it will be meaningless.

However, the rattan turned into this wooden binding technique is extremely hard, tough as fine iron, if the opponent is a mortal, then no matter how strong the opponent's martial arts are, it is impossible to break free, even if the opponent is an immortal cultivator, once caught, it is impossible to break free easily, the biggest problem at the moment is how to catch the other party.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Feng also sighed helplessly, for the time being, there was no other way, but to master the wood binding technique as soon as possible

However, the rattan that has become this wooden binding technique is extremely hard, and it is impossible to be as vulnerable as ordinary flowers and plants, this rattan is as hard as fine iron, if the opponent is a mortal, no matter how strong the opponent's martial arts are, it is impossible to break free, and even if the immortal cultivator is caught, it is impossible to break free easily, but the current problem is how to catch the opponent.

Looking at the sky, Ling Feng thought for a moment and muttered, "The two mystical methods have almost finished cultivating, and it seems that we have to go to the inner perimeter again." "After two days, now Ling Feng's strength has increased a lot compared to two days ago, not only has he mastered the two mystical methods, after these two days of cultivation, Ling Feng found that his cultivation has also increased a lot, and the seven-colored true power in his body has grown even stronger, revealing a mysterious aura.

Ling Feng has always had a kind of doubt, that is the seven-colored true power in his body, this seven-color true power is far different from the true power attribute that Ling Feng understands, there is a mysterious aura revealed, I don't know what the attribute is, it seems to be beyond the five elements, but it seems to encompass all things in heaven and earth.

Shaking his head, Ling Feng felt that there were too many mysteries in his body, even he didn't know what secrets he had in his body, the seven-colored spirit bead in his body had fallen silent again after the last mutation, Ling Feng could no longer control this spirit bead except for being able to use the power of the seven-colored spirit bead to hide his aura, which made Ling Feng very distressed.

"That's it, don't think about it anymore, when you see the master again, everything should be clear. Ling Feng thought of his master again, the back of the white robe, standing on the top of the void, with the divine power of destroying the sky in every gesture, Ling Feng still remembered that he was extremely yearning, that realm was too far away from him, and his master didn't teach him anything, just said that he would not meet him again after Ling Feng realized the Tao.

Abandoning the distracting thoughts in his heart, Ling Feng's eyes looked in the direction of the inner enclosure, which was the forbidden area for the heavenly humans of the demon beasts, and only where Ling Feng's strength could be quickly improved, fighting was always one of the fastest ways to improve his cultivation, the shuttle between life and death was easy for the monk to have an epiphany, and the speed of cultivation would be much faster, not to mention the final results of the penance, even if the cultivation went up, the mind would definitely not be able to go up, and in the monk's battle, a breath of time was enough to turn the tide of the battle, if the Dao heart was unstable when fighting with the strong, it would be a catastropheMoreover, the low-level demon beasts had low spiritual intelligence, and most of the demon beasts were huge, which was also very suitable for Ling Feng to practice the Xuan Method.

"It seems that it's time to take a few demon beasts to practice your hands. Ling Feng showed a hint of a smile, matching his immature and delicate face to look very sunny, and then he took out the spiritual light mirror, stepped on the mirror, and flew away.

The inner perimeter of the Cangyu Mountain Range, the aura is rich, the demon beasts are vertical and horizontal, this is the paradise of the demon beasts, now the Xuan Domain is in turmoil, the eyes of the human monks are looking at the place of the great war, the Cangyu Mountain Range is even more silent, but now, a golden streamer flies by, breaking the tranquility. "Well, land right here. "At the foot of a high mountain, Ling Feng drove the spiritual mirror and slowly fell, this place has completely entered the inner circle, which is even deeper than the place where Ling Feng has been in the past two days, this place is full of dangers, powerful demon beasts are crisscrossing it, even if it encounters a big demon who has entered the Dao realm, it is not unusual.

Putting away the spiritual mirror, Ling Feng looked around, and at the same time, his divine sense unfolded, there was silence within a radius of eight hundred meters, there was no demon beast and no spirit grass, except for the rich heaven and earth aura around him, there was no special place.

Even so, Ling Feng still didn't dare to be careless, although he was very confident in his strength, even if the peak demon beast appeared in front of him, he was not afraid, but the world was impermanent, what if he ran into the Demon Beast of the Dao Realm? Although this kind of thinking is very unlucky, it is also a kind of caution, in the world of cultivating immortals, whether it is dealing with people or fighting, you must be cautious, otherwise you may not even know how you died.

After reconnoitring again, to make sure that there was no abnormality, Ling Feng slowly turned his head and looked at the high mountain in front of him, this mountain is about three hundred zhang high, which is also very high, and from the mountain Ling Feng faintly noticed a trace of demonic energy, it is obvious that there are demon beasts in this mountain, although he can't judge the specific cultivation, but judging from its residual aura, it should not be too strong, at least it will not be a level that he can't deal with, thinking of this, Ling Feng no longer hesitated, climbed the rock wall, and headed towards the mountain.