Concubine Hua returned from the Xuanyuan family satisfied, but on the way, she saw Ji Fei sitting cross-legged on a big bluestone, closing her eyes and contemplating, nothing and no self.

Concubine Hua approached, and Ji Fei opened his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" Concubine Hua was quite curious.

Ji Fei didn't answer, but smiled faintly and asked, "What is the shape of the wind?"

Concubine Hua was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and said with a smile, "The wind is formed by the different temperatures in the void, the convection of cold and warm air, it is invisible, how can it be the shape of the wind?"

Ji Fei said: "In this way, the wind is the air current?"

"Yes and no, both have energy, they can feel it, but the air currents can sometimes be seen, it's the difference between the two, but why do you ask this?"

Ji Fei was silent, and fell into deep thought.

He meditated, his body and mind calm, feeling the wind around him... It is moving, shadowless, difficult to catch the slightest trace, and it is difficult to detect its subtle traces at all.

For Concubine Hua, Ji Fei ignored it.

"Could it be that you have gone mad?" Concubine Hua shook her head, she didn't have any temper at all for this crazy person in cultivation, and returned directly to the stone cave.

On the bluestone, Ji Fei is still capturing the shape of the wind, the subtle differences.

...

Speechless for days.

In the past few days, sometimes there has been strong wind and rain, and sometimes the scorching sun is coming, but Ji Fei has sensed the shape of the wind, in order to reach the realm of the wind, and has reached the point of entering the demon.

He sat cross-legged for several days, not moving or trembling, like a sculpture, as if it were an inorganic thing.

Different weather, and the shape of the wind, seem to be different.

He exhaled deeply, comprehending the shape of the wind with all his heart, and did not dare to say anything, because he had not yet reached the realm of "not instantaneous".

Sitting alone on the bluestone, looking at the wind in the void above your head, feeling the shape of the wind, gazing at it, reaching the realm of "not instantaneous", and then shooting...

The wind, either strong or calm.

The shape of the wind, which was originally chaotic and without the slightest trace, was now carefully felt by Ji Fei, and he was able to find some traces, the shape of the wind, like a swimming fish paddling through the water.

For a few days, the flying guard was nowhere to be seen.

Ji Fei sat alone in the bluestone, and at this moment, a picture had already appeared in his mind, the invisible air currents in the void were surging, intertwining with each other, and then the wind was blowing.

Chaos lies the Avenue of Chaos...

"Is this the shape of the wind?" Ji Fei opened his eyes, then closed them again, gazing at them carefully, hoping to reach the point of "not instantaneous".

However, the wind is in motion... No matter how much he stared, the wind was still chaotic.

On this day, Ji Fei suddenly opened his eyes.

With the moment he opened his eyes, everything in the world seemed to freeze for a moment, the birds flying in the forest, the dead leaves falling, the gurgling water... Everything was solidified, but then it returned to normal.

"I have finally reached the state of non-instantaneousness. ”

Ji Fei was overjoyed in his heart, but at this moment, he saw that the sword qi of the green cloud burst out from the index finger of his right hand, and his index finger trembled slightly, so he carved several big characters on the bluestone.

"No Instant Stone"

He was brisk, winding down the mountain path, there was a grass thatch at the bottom of the mountain, Ji Fei straightened his clothes, came to the firewood, tapped on it, and made a tuk tuk sound.

A moment later, a young man, with starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, and an extraordinary shadow, came with his head held high.

"Are you?" said the young man.

Ji Fei chuckled: "A few days ago, I was instructed by Master Feiwei, so I came to thank you today. ”

Hearing this, the young man opened the firewood, "The family teacher went deep into the mountains early this morning and went hunting. He beckoned to Ji Fei, served good tea, and said, "Please wait here for a while, according to the time, the family teacher may be coming back soon." ”

So the young man got out of the grass and went about his business.

With Ji Fei's divine sense, he naturally saw what the young man was doing clearly.

I saw him lying on the lawn, pitching a few meters away in the corner of the wall, where there was a web-forming spider, and the young man watched it with relish.

Soon after, the guards returned.

He returned with a full load, yellow sheep, hares, pheasants... Worthy of being a marksman!

Seeing the young man, Fei Wei smiled and asked, "Ji Chang, is there a distinguished guest at home?"

The young man named Ji Chang stopped talking and said, "Master, how do you know Lu Dao, it's really a god!"

Feiwei shook his head and chuckled, handed over the game on his body to Ji Chang, and Ji Chang on the side asked: "Master, now that I see the flying shuttle, it's no longer instantaneous, can't I still learn archery?"

Feiwei shook his head and said nothing.

At this time, Ji Fei had already greeted him and said, "Senior Feiwei, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Fei Wei said: "Hehe, the old man has seen the Immortal Stone, I think you have reached the realm of Immortality..."

Ji Fei said: "That's right, so I'm here to thank my seniors today." ”

Fei Wei said: "You are different from Ji Chang, so practicing archery, I'm afraid the method is similar, but the difficulty is... It should be improved tens of thousands of times!"

"Look at the only sycamore a few miles away, what do you find?"

Ji Fei said with a smile: "If you are an ordinary person, how can you see the sycamore a few miles away, it is just a hazy shadow." ”

Fei Wei shook his head, "Otherwise, there is a bird on it, named Flying Dove, who drinks nectar in the morning and Liquan in the evening, and her voice is crisp and sweet as the most beautiful music in the world!"

Ji Feiqi said: "How do the seniors know the Dao?"

Fei Wei said: "Because I saw it...", he was silent for a moment, and then said to Ji Fei: "You go, you won't use it in the future, otherwise, it will bring endless disasters to my master and apprentice." ”

Ji Fei was stunned at first, then realized, and after a solemn bow, he floated away.

One stone kills, there is a saying: learn to see and then shoot, see small as big, see micro as much.

Feiwei's reminder to him was enough.

......

The so-called seeing small as big and micro as seeing is not to see with the eyes, but to feel with the five senses of the whole body, even the sixth sense.

A few miles away, although the flying guard is a generation of marksmen, but after all, he is a mortal, how can he feel the flying dove on the plane tree? Or even a sixth sense.

Ji Fei was sure that the flying guard would not be able to see the flying dove, but if he drew his bow and shot it, the flying dove would fall in response—if he could shoot that far.

The breeze is blowing, and in Ji Fei's eyes it is nothing but still... At this moment, he is sitting alone on the top of the mountain, looking at the four fields from afar, how can he see the small as the big and the small as the small?

That is, to engage all the senses of the body!

And the monk, the most powerful thing is the divine sense... When you shoot an arrow, you don't have to see it with your eyes.

...

After a few days, when Ji Fei opened his eyes and looked closely, he could find that hundreds of feet away, the beetles strung between the cracks in the stones, if they could see it, it was not unusual, but at this time, Ji Fei seemed to be in front of the beetles, and the small beetles in his eyes were very huge, like a high mountain.

This kind of small as big, small as small, small as like, depends not only on eyesight, but also on all the mind, must be completely concentrated at the same moment!

Ji Fei smiled and pinched the trick, and suddenly, billowing black mist poured out of his body, enveloping him. By the time the breeze blew away the black fog, there was no longer Ji Fei's whereabouts here.

At this time, Ji Fei had already returned to the secret cave in the mountain, but to his surprise, Concubine Hua was no longer in the secret room... But Ji Fei didn't think much about it.

His body moved, and he left this place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at the battlefield of the Northern Plains.

The tragic fishy wind, filled with the pungent smell of blood, and the screams of fighting and screaming were all in one... The men and horses are stacked, the aura is bursting, and the battle is going on.

At this moment, Ji Fei is still wearing the iron mask on his face, low-key and mysterious.

When he came to the battlefield of the Northern Plains, he stood in the void, and felt that the divine consciousness of several Yuan Infant Stage monks had locked on his body, and after carefully perceiving it for a moment, it was difficult to feel the existence of the other party, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

He learned to kill with an arrow, more than half a month, never pulled a bow and shot an arrow, but there were birds in Chudi, and he did not sing for three years, and he was a blockbuster.

He wants to shoot the first arrow of one arrow in this chaotic Northern Plains battlefield, even if one arrow kills the twelfth layer, now he has only cultivated to the first level, and he has just started.

"Hum" Suddenly, Lingbo moved, and a black black bow appeared in his hand, and the black mangs were restrained and heavy.

The breath is condensed!

Ji Fei's gaze flickered, as the person concerned, he and the old demon of Hehuan had explored the True Spirit Family at the Bai Family Ruins, and they were really mutiners... Therefore, his gaze wandered, cold as a cold wind, and a few miles away, there was a golden battle flag.

What the battle flag refers to must be the direction of the Golden Bloodline Xuanyuan Family!

"Is it Xuanyuan Dragon?"

Ji Fei pulls the bowstring...

At this moment, Xuanyuan Long and the Shura Dao Sect Master Ghost Shura were entangled, and suddenly, his body felt a coldness for no reason, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

At this moment, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth met, and the aura in the void was shaking violently, and then frantically converging in one direction.

There, a man in black stood, with silver hair and an iron mask, covering his true face.

But seeing that he was holding a black bow and gently pulling the bowstring, a feather arrow formed by the gathering of endless spiritual energy formed on the bowstring, and the rich spiritual energy on it seemed to be about to liquefy.

The bow is full moon, and the arrow is pointing at the northern plains!