Chapter 163 - Ask the Moon!

Step by step, this is one of the exercises that made the bottle famous at the beginning, and only the powerful exercises in Heyang can be like the eyes of the bottle master, and only such exercises can make Xu Feng, who is in the refining period, have such an ability to defy the sky. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info only this kind of exercise can appear in Xu Feng's mind in such a form as the Dragon God Technique.

Step Ling Xuan is a kind of body skills, but it is definitely not a simple body skills, which is divided into three, three realms, each layer is as difficult as climbing to the sky, the first is the most basic art of resisting the sky, can do Ling Xuan and stand, and walk in the sky. This kind of ability can only be possessed by people who have reached a certain level of strength, and it is absolutely impossible for people who do not have strength to achieve it, but this exercise has done it.

Of course, this is only the first step in the basics. The second layer of stepping Lingxu is called a thousand miles away, and the cultivation on this level can shrink thousands of miles at will, and its principle is to use the surrounding vitality to build a small formation under one's feet, so as to achieve such an ability.

Everyone has the ability to shrink into steps, too many people can do it when they reach a certain strength, and they can even be completed directly by speed without such a cumbersome process, but the skill that comes with the second layer of stepping Lingxu - teleportation, in the eyes of the world, teleportation is just extremely fast, and the real teleportation appears in Xu Feng's stepping Lingxu. This kind of ability was something Xu Feng had never dared to imagine before.

And the third layer is the real stepping Ling Xu, the so-called Ling Xu, refers to the real Ling Xu, Ling Xu, the void here is definitely not the simple so-called sky, but a kind of nothingness, or can be understood as the void, what is the concept of void, Xu Feng doesn't know, but it sounds like a powerful look.

Step Ling Xu's triple layer is more difficult than the layer, Xu Feng never thought that a body skill would be so obscure, he could control the extraordinary skills of killing like Cloud Breaking Seven Kills before, in short, he could at least catch some eyebrows, but after sitting quietly here for more than three or four days, there was no progress in the slightest, Step Ling Xuan was still like that, those golden words were still those words, he still had difficulty making himself "fly".

I couldn't help but wonder a little.

Every time I try to use my own vitality to support myself in the sky, I feel that the world is my enemy, rejecting myself everywhere, squeezing myself, and being tricky and depressed from all corners of the place.

Late at night on the fifth day, Xu Feng's tenth attempt ended in failure, and the countless attempts gave Xu Feng a great sense of frustration, and the previous feeling that anything would be solved no longer existed.

It's not that Xu Feng doesn't understand the truth that water comes naturally and success comes naturally, it's just that Xu Feng is very clear in his heart that in the outside world, there are still many things waiting for him, and this sense of oppression from strength and pressure from the entire Darong makes him subconsciously force himself.

It is only at this time in the middle of the night that Xu Feng will gradually unload all his burdens, and sit on the ground like a child, looking around, feeling the surroundings, and carefully experiencing the tranquility from this world.

He didn't know where this strange canyon came from, why it was like this, and cultivated something like the Ice Spirit Red Sun Grass, but this did not prevent him from sitting on the ground at this time and watching the unreachable bright moon above with a sense of relief.

This place is far, far away from the real ground, Xu Feng doesn't know how much this distance is, in short, it took an extremely long time when the bottle took him down, and distance is the first element in front of him.

A bright moon, countless mountains, and quiet valleys, all of this reminded Xu Feng of the beginning, the original Purple Mountain Town, and the countless days and nights were exactly the same scene as this.

"You don't have a name yet, so I'll give you a name."

"Well, I'll teach you how about the purple moon, you see you're purple all over your body, and don't the wolves all have a kind of worship for the moon?

"Then say it, you will be called Ziyue in the future!"

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It was also such a scene one day, he pointed to the moon in the sky with his chubby little hands, and his little feet hooked up casually on the edge of the cliff, and at that time, he still remembered the dissatisfied humming sound from Ziyue's nose. seems to be protesting against Xu Feng's arbitrary and arbitrary behavior.

Since then, he has had such a partner in his childhood, no matter what he is doing, he will accompany him, those distant or near mountains, those monsters that he has never seen before, those thousands of wolves are worshipping it, it is a well-deserved king of wolf warriors.

And such a wolf warrior king, while enjoying its honor, he is riding on its neck in confusion and watching everything in confusion. The mountain breeze that once caressed his face, the little traces of water in the mountain streams, the wilderness that no living creature ever set foot on......

There are all the laughter and laughter they have walked together, and they have all had its company.

And now, everything is gone, it is gone, it should not have been involved in that indifferent war, it is the king of wolf warriors, it can go anywhere, it can gallop freely between heaven and earth, it responds to everything, however, in the end, it is involved in this unnecessary chaos.

At the last moment, the heart-rending wolf howl, the stinging pain, the body that collapsed like a wall, this picture appeared in Xu Feng's mind for a long time, lingering.

Some things are like engraved in the depths of the soul, no matter what, they can't be erased, and they can't be removed.

How long has it been, he wants to cry inexplicably, as soon as he cries, how much pain, how much suffering and helplessness, he has never thought of crying, and at this time, such a bloody man can hardly hide the sourness and scars in his heart. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and it only took a slight tremor to fall.

However, these eyes, as if they had been enchanted, never moved, Xu Feng's discomfort, Xu Feng's hatred, Xu Feng's helplessness, and regret.........

One step up, he was like a ghostly ghost in the night, quietly dancing in the dark night under the moonlight, from the first moment he stood up, the free sword was already in his hand, at this moment, Xu Feng is the sword in his hand, it is an inseparable obsession, and the desire to become stronger.

His brain was ethereal, and he didn't think about anything, but the sword in his hand had a different kind of grandeur in every move, and he didn't practice according to any of the swordsmanship Zhao Clan that he had obtained before, and all of Zhao Clan's were almost the simplest chopping and stabbing thorns.

However, it was such the simplest action, but in Xu Feng's hands, it suddenly became a little magical, if he could really realize his state at this time, then he would definitely know that the power of each sword at this time was enough to be comparable to the original sword.

This figure lasted for a long time, at the beginning of the moon, walking through one mountain after another, the moonlight became thin and dim from the initial brightness, as if all the energy was consumed, and the land under his feet began to become chaotic under Xu Feng's constant sword swinging movements. The sweat on his body was soaked over and over again, and the ground under his feet was drenched over and over again.

All this, he was unaware of,

All that filled his mind was the sword, the freedom of the sword, the majesty of the sword, the majesty of the sword, the royal road of the sword, swinging the sword and collecting the sword, it seemed that every movement could cut through the past.

Suddenly, this action for a night in a row stagnated, and when it showed signs of encountering an insurmountable gap, it was like encountering a hurdle, Xu Feng stagnated, holding the sword in his right hand, his eyes closed, and stood quietly in place. But this is destined to be temporary.

In the next second, he seemed to be revived, and if someone could look directly into his eyes, he would see this continuous and endless sword practice process in his eyes, one move, again and again, all practiced in his eyes.

In the end, all the postures were grouped into one, that is, the posture that Xu Feng was standing in at this time, at this moment, everything seemed to be unified, he found the original balance, and his eyes finally had a trace of brilliance.

Holding the Easy Sword, he didn't care about what was beside him, in front of him, slashing down, this sword didn't have any fancy skills, it was the simplest sword,

But this sword slashed out a crack on the stone that Xu Feng could hardly leave the slightest trace of with the power of five stones.

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After a long time, Xu Feng finally raised his head, no longer just a mechanical sword practice, it seemed to be controlled by the sword, and he could see the sweat on his forehead when he raised his head, but what made him more concerned than this was the crack in front of him.

"You came because of the purple moon, so let you ask the moon. After sobering up, Xu Feng was even more calm and in front of him, and he was not much surprised by this result. It just ended in a kind of indifference.

However, it is destined that the free and easy moon will definitely leave a strong mark in Xu Feng's life.