Time flies, and there is no way to trace it. How to prove its existence, that is, the past.

Although Leng Feng was very curious about his previous self, he did not leave a little impression on him in the depths of his memory.

Is it true that he has been growing up in the True Yang Sect, and then he accidentally fell into the valley, not only losing his memory, but also possessing extraordinary comprehension ability?

This qiē he believes, because he has no reason to veto this kind of memory that does not exist zài. Although he recognized the memory, he was still curious to understand where he had left the country two years ago.

The moon is like water, refracting the stone forest, and elongating the shadow of the stone forest.

Leng Feng sat on the top of a stone pillar dozens of zhang high, closed his eyes, and absorbed spiritual power from all directions into the soul body and the amount of energy.

The spiritual power was divided into two streams, slowly burrowing into the body of the cold wind, one of which was relatively thin and penetrated into the volume, while the other seemed to be more dense and pure, seeping into the second blue wave sword of the soul body.

His soul body has now reached the eighth order of qi gathering, and his weapon volume has reached the third order of the Ying Shen.

The True Yang Sect is worthy of being one of the best sects in the world, and he has restored his original dead and silent weapon, and he can absorb spiritual power from the natural world.

But despite this, the amount of the instrument still can't be like other people, which will increase the hardness of the flesh as the spiritual power increases. Now, although his soul body has an advantage over other monks, his physical body is still like that of a mortal, and if he does not use his spiritual power to protect his body, he can be seriously injured or even killed by any cultivator.

Regarding this weakness of the cold wind, in addition to the Infant Daoist and the very few people in charge of the True Yang Sect, there is also one person who is Yue'er.

Yue'er, who was standing on the tip of another stone, stared at the cold wind with her eyes closed, afraid that once the cold wind opened her eyes, she would not have so many opportunities to look at the young man in front of her.

The wind blew, Yue'er's clothes danced, and the waist-length horsetail floated to her shoulders with the wind. Under the backdrop of Yuehua, her face looked even paler, and with no movement at this time, she looked like a beauty carved in ice.

The two figures on the stone tip were facing each other like this, one looking at the other, but the other was absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a stream of spiritual power poured out from the cold wind, breaking the originally silent night.

Seeing this, Yue'er suddenly showed a gentle smile, but she still stared at the cold wind quietly.

Then the spiritual power around Leng Feng's body surged rapidly, and the void looked as if it was boiling, and then Leng Feng raised his head, and a red flame shot out from the Heavenly Spirit Cover in the center of his eyebrows, and the flame was hundreds of zhang high, gradually expanding from the Cold Wind Heavenly Spirit Cover to the sky.

The clouds in the sky were suddenly printed fiery red, and the stone forest within a radius of dozens of miles also reflected the fiery red light, making this stone forest look very strange.

Yue'er's cheeks were dripping with sweat, even though the cold wind did not use the flames formed by this spiritual power to attack her, even though she had spiritual power to protect her body, she still felt hot.

She just stood quietly on the other stone point, looking up at the flames tumbling in the sky, and felt that there was too much incredibleness in the cold wind.

She knew that the cold wind was about to break through to the ninth order of Qi Gathering, even though she had seen the cold wind advanced phase before, but every time she saw it, it would shock her, this time it was the flame phase in the sky.

Because the flames were much larger than those of the mortal fire, and the light was very strong, the mortal body of the cold wind was almost transparent, and the bones above his chest, especially the bones on his head, could be faintly seen, which looked very clear under the strong light of the flames.

Suddenly, the frequency of the flames tumbling in the sky began to increase, gradually converging to form a sword. When the sword body was formed, it was like a burst of light, shining for nearly a hundred miles. Then all the light and flames were submerged into the sword body, and the flames on the sword body were much less, and they were not so restless.

The cold wind slowly opened his eyes, and his body slowly floated towards another Chiyang sword in the sky. When it reached the height of the Chiyang Sword, the cold wind grabbed the Chiyang Sword, and with the urging of the cold wind's thoughts, the Chiyang Sword turned into a firelight and floated around the cold wind.

In the past two years, he has been able to control the sword in his soul body more freely, and he has always wanted to create his own immortal method without any enlightenment. But the basic structure of the immortal law, Leng Feng has already decided to use the sword in the soul body.

Suddenly, as soon as the cold wind was lucky, the other eight swords in the soul body drilled out, hanging upside down and floating behind the cold wind, shining with various colors of light.

The flames that swirled around the cold wind also turned into swords and levitated. Suddenly, there were two slashing swords, immortal swords, blue wave swords, red sun swords, and an earth sword behind him.

Every time she saw this scene, Yue'er couldn't help but breathe a little fast, she felt that this was a shocking picture.

Suddenly, Leng Feng's body was light, and he fell from a high altitude, and the nine swords followed closely behind, and the light also rose and closed.

"Uncle Shi, do you have a clue?" Yue'er knew that every time Leng Feng advanced, he would meditate on the definition of the immortal method that he wanted to create.

Leng Feng just shook his head, and then collected all the nine swords in his soul body and continued to sit down and began to meditate.

The moon is like water, leisurely, intoxicating, and fascinating.

Seeing that the cold wind soon entered an ethereal state, Yue'er couldn't help but think in her heart.

Is this the consciousness of heaven and man? No matter when and where, you can meditate if you want to, and you are not afraid of the interference of the environment. When to start and when to end seemed to him to be simple.

You must know that some monks, when they break through the bottleneck, often find a quiet place to retreat without any distractions. If you don't, your strength will be greatly reduced, and at worst, you will go crazy. And cold air doesn't need to be like this at all.

Today's cold wind, the divine sense is extremely powerful, and it can be used for multiple purposes. Although he saw that the spiritual power of the four directions turned into two streams and poured into his body, his divine sense had already scanned the movements within a radius of a few miles, and his body was not a few miles away, but the things over there were all in his mind.

Suddenly, the cold wind opened his eyes, and a light shot out from his eyes, and said

"Follow me. ”

After that, the cold wind kicked under his feet, and his body quickly shuttled from the stone forest.

Yue'er didn't know what Leng Feng felt, but she still quickly followed.

After a moment, the cold wind slowed down, crouched behind a boulder, poked his head out, and looked at the grass not far away.

I saw a ball of light floating above the grass, shining with green light. He had seen this kind of thing two years ago, but he didn't know what it was at the time, and it wasn't that dense.

"With such a dense essence spiritual power, I'm afraid it would take thousands of years to form, right?" Yue'er followed behind Leng Feng, and smiled on her cold face.

Leng Feng nodded and said

"It's your forte, you go and get it. ”

Yue'er squinted her lips again, her bright big eyes were slippery, and she said

"Uncle Shi likes to order people, Yue'er is not very happy. ”

For a long time, the cold wind is simple and unsentimental, and often the words spoken by such people will give people a sense of strictness.

But Yue'er's words were pleasant, which made Leng Feng not know what to say, but just turned around and glanced at Yue'er.

Yue'er squinted her eyes wide, staring to the side, seeing that Leng Feng hadn't spoken for a long time, she also knew that she had tried to adjust the atmosphere again and failed.

He sighed low and said

"Okay, but Uncle Shi, it's really rare for a talisman maker to not know how to capture talismans. ”

With that, Yue'er quietly walked towards the grass.

In the past two years, Leng Feng has learned to make talismans in the True Yang Sect, and the essence of spiritual power is called talisman spirit by the talisman maker, and the talisman is one of the essential materials for talisman making, and the engraved talisman will also have different effects depending on the quality of the attached talisman.

However, Leng Feng no longer remembered the alchemy he had learned two years ago, not only that, but he also had no impression of any immortal method he had learned two years ago.

Yue'er also didn't understand one thing, why the Infant Daoist had taught Leng Feng how to make talismans, but he didn't teach him how to control his spiritual power to capture the essence of spiritual power. That is, the current cold wind is still the same as before, and he can't touch those ethereal things at all. It can also be said that the spiritual power of the cold wind can only touch substantial objects.

Yue'er walked quietly to less than three feet away from the green essence spiritual power, hiding behind the stone. She took a deep breath, knowing that the essence spiritual power in front of her was probably already able to have a little thought, and it was not so easy to capture.

She tried to calm her mind, and her divine sense felt the fluctuations brought by the spiritual power three zhang away.

Immediately, she closed her eyes, opened her pale lips slightly, and exhaled softly. The breath suddenly expanded like a bubble, until it expanded to a diameter of half a person's height, and Yue'er closed her mouth.

The bubbles float in mid-air, floating to a lesser extent. Yue'er's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and Qianqian's fingers flicked towards the bubbles, and said lightly

"Go ahead. ”