Volume 1 Chapter 2 Immortal Sect, Longling!

Feng Yumo quietly got out of bed, holding a short sword in his hand, and tiptoed towards the door······

"Hahaha, boy, are you a thief?"

A joking voice sounded at dusk, and it suddenly frightened Feng Yumo. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info He took a deep breath, pinned the short sword back to his waist, then opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Feng Yumo was suddenly deeply attracted by the scenery in front of him!

He saw clouds and mist all around, and behind him was a quaint attic.

Behind the attic, suddenly a fairy peak towered into the sky. A clear spring poured down from the top of the fairy peak. Plunged into the right side of the attic and merged into a stream.

The creek meanders into the lake in front of the attic.

There is a small island in the middle of the lake, and an octagonal pavilion stands on the island, and at this moment, a middle-aged man is drinking in the pavilion.

As if feeling something, the man raised the wine glass in his hand and shook it slightly towards Feng Yumo. Road:

"Boy, come over and have a couple of drinks. ”

Feng Yumo looked at the vast lake in front of him, and then looked at the small island in the middle of the lake, and suddenly couldn't help but pout. Xin said: "This small island in the lake, there is not even a road, can I still fly over?"

"Huh!"

As soon as Feng Yumo's idea came out, the middle-aged man chuckled, and then he waved his hand.

"Ah~~~"

Feng Yumo only felt a lightness all over his body, and suddenly the whole person rose into the air, and slowly floated towards the island in the middle of the lake... He was startled at first, then relieved, and floated in mid-air, looking around curiously.

Wonderland, this is Feng Yumo's only feeling for the painting-like scenery here.

And that middle-aged man, in the eyes of Feng Yumo at this moment, is the immortal who is high above... With a wave of his hand, he let a mortal fly into the air.

Isn't this an immortal?

Flying away, this is the first time Feng Yumo has felt it so truly.

The world suddenly became smaller, or rather, his heart seemed to become vast at this moment...

And this feeling of the sea and the sky, flying freely, makes Feng Yumo extremely fascinated. "Perhaps, it's good to be a fairy!"

At this moment, Feng Yumo's heart swelled up with a kind of longing!

"Boy, how do you feel?"

After Feng Yumo landed, the middle-aged man looked at him with a smile.

"You're an immortal?"

Feng Yumo looked at the man, with a hint of expectation in his dark eyes.

"Immortals?" The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and smiled: "If I were an immortal, I wouldn't be here." Perhaps, he has already left this boring world!"

"However, although I am not an immortal, I am an immortal cultivator, and the way I cultivate is the way to become an immortal!"

"Immortal cultivator?"

Feng Yumo raised his eyebrows and muttered, "Is there really no immortal in this world?"

He really didn't dare to imagine that a person like a man, with unpredictable abilities, was not an immortal. What kind of divine power should a true immortal have?

"There are immortals, but they are all high..."

The man looked up at the vast sky, and his eyes flashed with an inexplicable look. Feng Yumo could clearly feel that it was a kind of envy, a kind of expectation, and a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

An immortal cultivator would have such a look?

Feng Yumo felt inexplicable in his heart, but he didn't care about this, but looked at the man and asked, "Can you teach me the art of cultivating immortals?"

He asked very directly, but also rudely.

This middle-aged man is the second person Feng Yumo has met in his life, although he also knows some words, but he is very lacking in talking to people. After all, words don't represent language!!

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were also full of surprise when he looked at Feng Yumo: "You don't want to know where this is, and why are you here?"

"No, no!"

Feng Yumo shook his head and said, "I just need to know that you saved me!"

"Hehe, that's good!"

The man smiled and nodded, looking at Feng Yumo's eyes more and more strange, only to hear him whisper: "Sure enough, it is Haoyang's body, what a sincere heart!"

Immediately, his expression was straight, and he said to Feng Yumo: "From now on, you are my Yichen's disciple!

"The only disciple?"

Feng Yumo looked at Yichen with a straight face, his face was very weird, and he asked weakly: "That..." Master, don't you have any disciples?"

Yichen: "······"

At this moment, Yichen still didn't understand, he was despised by Feng Yumo!!

Whew···

Even if it was a profound cultivation of Yichen Immortal Venerable, at this time, his heart was also agitated, and he was almost about to go berserk and beat that hateful kid.

But for Feng Yumo's sake, he had to take a deep breath. Road:

"As a teacher, I am the head of the three great immortal venerables of Longling, and there are countless disciples who want to worship me as a teacher. However, they are all mediocre people, and they can't be looked down upon by teachers, so they haven't accepted a single apprentice so far!"

"Oh······"

When Feng Yumo heard this, he nodded immediately, and then showed a sudden look, and muttered: "It seems that I am really a bone Qingqi with extraordinary qualifications!"

"Master, it seems that you can take me as an apprentice, that's your luck!"

Feng Yumo looked at Yichen with admiration on his face, and praised him.

Yichen: "······"

Looking at Feng Yumo with a stunned face, Yichen felt very uncomfortable in his heart, only to see the corners of his mouth twitching, and he sighed in his heart: "I feel that I am saving a little ancestor!"

Feng Yumo didn't know what Yichen was thinking, and continued to ask:

"Master, as the head of the three great immortal venerables of Longling, your strength is naturally beyond doubt······ But I don't know when I will be able to fly like you?"

“······”

"The so-called cultivation of immortals is actually a move of heaven. “

Yichen looked at Feng Yumo, and after half a sound, he said silently: "To put it bluntly, it is us mortals who open up the meridians of the human body through cultivation and pursue the strange way of living with heaven and earth!"

"Immortal cultivators cultivate a total of 12 meridians, three each of the Shaoyin, Shaoyang, Taiyin, and Sun meridians. And this is the Twelve Heavens Realm of our Immortal Cultivators!"

"If you want to fly to the heavens and the earth, you must at least cultivate to the third heaven realm. ”

"This is my Longling Supreme Immortal Method's 'Reverse Dragon Technique', you can take it yourself and think about it yourself!" Yichen said and threw a scroll to Feng Yumo, then looked at Feng Yumo with a disgusted face, and said:

"Within a year, if you don't break through to the Third Heaven, don't say that you are my Yichen's disciple. I can't afford to lose that person as a teacher!"

After Yichen finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he completely disappeared in front of Feng Yumo's eyes.

”······“

For this irresponsible master, Feng Yumo was very disdainful in his heart. He wasted all his strength and finally swam from the small pavilion in the lake to the shore.

"Riding the dragon pass?"

Feng Yumo stood in front of a stone tablet, looking at this domineering name, his eyes flashing with a strange color.

The name of the Immortal Sect is Longling, and the Immortal Law is called the Reverse Dragon Jue; Obviously, the Immortal Sect Dragon Ridge seems to have some kind of connection with the "Dragon"!

Immediately, Feng Yumo shook his head, returned to the attic, took out the book of Reverse Dragon Recipe from his arms, and read it seriously.

"The sun refines its yang, the night refines its yin, the yin and yang intersect, there is no beginning and no infinity..."

Feng Yumo opened the scroll, and such a mantra appeared. As soon as he pondered it, he knew the meaning of the words. It is nothing more than that the six yang meridians are cultivated during the day, and the six yin meridians are cultivated at night to suppress cough...

Underneath this passage, there is suddenly a vivid diagram of the meridians of the human body.

As Yichen said, on this meridian diagram, there are a total of twelve meridians clearly displayed, which are the six yang meridians and the six yin meridians!

A moment later, Feng Yumo had already memorized the twelve meridians and the blood knots they connected to.

Then, he turned the second page...

"Senior brother, now this kid is my disciple, you are not allowed to beat his idea!"

In the Jianxiao Palace, Yichen looked at Feng Yumo in the mirror, and said proudly:

"With the physique of this kid Haoyang's body, within a month, he will definitely be able to open up a Yang Sutra, and within a year, it will not be difficult to reach the Triple Heaven; hahahaha!"