The sun is rising, breaking through the shackles of the clouds and blooming with a thousand rays of light.

On the top of the mountain behind Qianyuan Peak, Tang Feng stood proudly, looking at the fireball-like rising sun, the haze in his heart was instantly washed away, and his heart was like the sun, and his mind was full of ambition. There are clouds in ancient times: "The sea is inclusive of all rivers, and tolerance is great." "Man, standing up to the sky, what hurdle can't be crossed.

Tang Feng showed a bright smile like the rising sun, stretched his body, and had not stretched his muscles and bones for a long time. As far as he could see, the sword shook and shot out, and with a "snort", the scabbard of the sword shattered a craggy stone in response to the sound, and was firmly rooted in the crack of the stone.

He waved his hand, his palms vomited, the palm wind whirred, his stinky skin was occupied by the demonic beast blood python for a period of time, and his soul returned to this skin, and the whole person still felt extremely happy.

Tang Feng came out of his hand, played the "Yuan Taiji" of the Yuanbu Exercise for a while, pondered for a moment, and muttered in his mouth: "Liangyi Fu?" The scene of dealing with the Demon Venerable of the Demon Domain came to his mind that day, and he slowly lucked up the exercises, and the two spiritual qi condensed from the dantian, and injected into the palms of his palms through the "hidden veins" around his body.

He jumped up in the air, facing the rising sun, crossed his knees in the air, between his palms, two rays of light appeared, and gradually bloomed, forming a circular Tai Chi Yin and Yang Bagua figure, he closed his eyes and concentrated, and his body began to rotate.

As his body rotated, he felt that between the hidden veins in his body, the aura was swimming, which was very comfortable.

After running for a few weeks, he felt that the two yin and yang qi in his body were all gathered in the dantian, and recalled in his mind the realm of Yi Zong's cultivation of immortals and enlightenment that Qi Fang said, "The small realm is mainly based on 'Qi Yuan Condensation', and the cultivation of the Yuan Shi, Liangyi, and Sancai stages, then I have cultivated the 'Yuan Taiji', and I should have passed the 'Xiuyuan' realm, as long as I break through the 'Sancai' level, I can break through the 'Condensation' realm." ”

It's just that this "three talents" level is the Yizong Caibu exercises, which is the third level of the Yizong Nine Exercises, and the "three talents" are combined with "heaven, earth, and man". There is quite a combination of heaven and earth, cultivating immortals and enlightening the Tao, simply put, it is the Tao of nature, and all laws return to the sect. Of course, it is to this heaven, earth and people.

He thought that he had to feel great admiration for Zhou Yi, the ancestor of Yi Zong, this Yi Zong's talent department exercises, called "Heaven and Man Together", that is, this heaven and earth and man are one, so that it can naturally improve a person's realm of cultivating immortals and enlightenment.

It turns out that these "two rituals" absorb the yin and yang between heaven and earth. to assist immortal cultivators to improve their martial arts. Tang Feng cultivated in this morning light. The cleansing of the aura is very beneficial for improving martial arts.

Tang Feng slowly exhaled the aura and waited to open his eyes again. Suddenly feeling energetic, he fell back to the ground lightly, smiled knowingly, and pulled out the sword from the crack in the stone, looked at this sword with both eyes, and smiled shallowly.

He then cast his gaze on the distant mountains, and the mist spread widely. The blue sky, the vast void, everything is so wonderful.

"Alchemy?" Tang Feng muttered to himself, closing his eyes and breathing in the air. It seems that in the moment, Mu Hibiscus is in front of his eyes, that graceful figure, Chu Chu moving autumn waves.

For the first time in life, it is always so nostalgic. Tang Feng didn't know why, after walking out of Mu Furong's bedroom, his mind was full of Mu Furong's shadow. He took another deep breath, sighed softly, and fell silent, standing in the sun, basking in the morning light.

The warm sun was pouring down, and he felt his whole body relax, quietly, with the occasional birdsong, such a morning, the long-lost morning light, he enjoyed it comfortably and greedily.

"If you go up here, it is the top of the mountain behind the Qianyuan Peak of Yi Zongyuan, you be careful!" Tang Feng pricked up his ears, and a clear voice seemed to come from the cliff under his feet, and he felt a pang in his heart, could it be that there was an enemy sneaking up from this back mountain?

Startled, he leaned down, poked his head out slightly, and looked down, only to see two men with strange whereabouts, climbing from the cliff to the top of the mountain little by little.

Tang Feng condensed his eyes, and there was a chill in his eyes, looking at the skills of these two people, they were all extraordinary. But he didn't know whether it was friend or foe, he really wanted to shake the boulder next to him and smash it down, but he didn't do it, because although the whereabouts of these two people were strange, he didn't know what happened to these two people going up the mountain.

He dodged and leaped to his feet, floating behind a rocky rock large enough to cover his body, waiting for the two men to climb to the top of the mountain.

Tang Feng's eyes were like sharp swords, staring at the edge of the cliff.

Finally, a thin little head melon, a loofah-like head, pointed and thin, with a purple silk scarf tied on the top of his head, supported the edge of the cliff with one hand, bounced up, and landed on the top of the mountain, wearing a purple shirt, it seems that this thin-headed man, from head to toe, is purple, even the tip of his straight nose is purple with eggplant.

He raised his thin right hand and flicked the dust off his body, and in his left hand he held a dazzling silver sword, with a delicate hilt, hanging purple spikes, and his scabbard was purple, but I don't know if his silver sword was all cast with purple when it was cast.

"Damn, this Qingqiu Mountain is really a famous mountain and river, no wonder Yi Zong can prosper forever!" The purple-clothed and thin-headed man glanced at the winding Qingqiu Mountain, and couldn't help but admire.

As soon as he finished speaking, another figure bounced up and landed beside him, but this person was gray-robbed, gray-turban, gray-shirted, gray-booted, except that his head was very large, and the whole head looked like a lantern hanging around his neck.

He gasped and flicked the dust on his body, and in his left hand was a gray gold knife, the scabbard was also gray, and the spike of the handle was also gray strips of cloth, as if only gray could be seen from the decoration of his body.

His bulging eyes, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets at any time, he glanced at the man in purple clothes and thin head, and said complainingly: "Sword idiot, what do you say is this, what are we going to do on this Qingqiu Mountain?"

The purple-clothed man with a thin head glanced at the gray-clothed swordsman, and smiled disapprerovingly: "Sword monster, you and I have been fighting with swords for so many years, and we still have no victory, hehe, no, in the Dragon Boat Festival, on the top of this Qingqiu Mountain, wouldn't it be a great pleasure to have another competition." ”

The gray-clothed swordsman waved his hand, panted and said: "Sword idiot, don't compare, after so many years of fighting, you are not tired, I am still tired, you are obsessed with swords, I am fond of swords, swords have reached the pinnacle, why bother to compare, forget it, it is better to appreciate the great rivers and mountains of Qingqiu Mountain, how good!"

"Hey, sword monster, you can't really do it, let's climb this Qingqiu Mountain all the way, just to see the style of Qingqiu Mountain? The purple-clad thin-headed man laughed loudly.

The gray-clothed swordsman snorted coldly, "Sword idiot, don't be delusional, I heard that Sect Master Yi Gu Tian was slaughtered by the Demon Dao, and he has already passed away. Now, Yi Zong is in chaos, and it is said that there are two traitors who have taken refuge in the Demon Dao. ”

"Oh, sword monster, don't talk nonsense, Yi Zong is known as the number one righteous sect in the world, how can it decline like this? If you want to talk about that ancient heaven, hehe, I have a relationship with him......" The man in purple clothes and thin head smiled mysteriously.

Tang Feng hid behind the strange rocks, looking at the two strange-looking men, who were only over thirty years old, but listening to their words and conversations, they had a lot of background. Who are these two people? Judging by their words and deeds, their martial arts cultivation is not weak, and they don't know whether they are friends or foes.

He tilted his head slightly out again, and continued to listen to the words of "sword and sword".

"I said sword idiot, don't brag, although you and I have been in the world for many years, but how have you ever seen Gu Tian? The gray-clothed swordsman glanced at the purple-clothed, thin-headed man with disdain.

The purple-clothed and thin-headed man laughed and said, "Knife monster, don't believe it, if you want to talk about my relationship with Gu Tian, it was already fifty years ago. ”

Fifty years? Tang Feng couldn't help but be dumbfounded, could he have seen it wrong? These two people have strange words and deeds, no matter how you look at them, they look like they are thirty years old, where did they come from fifty years ago?