The mountain night is quiet, and only the sound of the breeze can be heard, but the words of the people coming and going are not visible.

The cold breeze blew on Yang Zhao's body, but he didn't throb at all, but still meditated on the cliff.

On this day, Xiaobai came here many times, but when he saw that Yang Zhao was still meditating and cultivating, he didn't bother, so he had to watch quietly from a distance, then shook his little head, and returned to Yang Zhao's bamboo hut.

The cultivation method of demon beasts is naturally different from that of humans, and Xiaobai's hard work towards Yang Zhao does not show much strange color.

The evening mist was still as thick and faint as it had been in the morning.

Yang Zhao meditated here for a day, and everywhere his mind could reach, text patterns emerged one after another in his sea of consciousness, and when he was calm, the feeling of confusion and clarity once again made Yang Zhao's mind lose his mind.

This kind of thunder cultivation method undoubtedly opened a mysterious door in Yang Zhao's heart.

That mysterious feeling not only cultivated Yang Zhao's divine sense, but also raised his understanding of the Dao to a higher level.

Strongly suppressed the feeling of losing his mind, but the mysterious forbidden law of heaven and earth still deeply shocked his heart.

"The beginning of the chaos of heaven and earth is still in the Hongmeng, and then it is transmitted to the Sanqing Dafa, explaining that the true god is the immortals, the thunderer, and the center, and the way to wander between the wings of the sun and the moon. One yin and two yang, three positive and four evil, this is the principle of emptiness, and only then can you reach the immortal of the true saint in the world......"

In Yang Zhao's sea of knowledge, the Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture showed these paragraphs, and Yang Zhao read it carefully, but he didn't move at all, and he couldn't pay attention to it at all.

But the words of Sanqing, Chaos, and Hongmeng made him feel the fog of this scripture.

Yang Zhao didn't think much about it, but he vaguely knew that if he cultivated this true scripture, no matter what, he would definitely be able to soar to the immortal realm, and that would be enough.

But the way of heaven is difficult, and the hardships of cultivation are so hard that a mere supreme true scripture can be clarified?

There is a period of longevity, and the avenue is slim, which is just that.

Yang Zhao carefully read for a while, and saw that he couldn't understand these words, so he had to let them go, but he was even more regretful, of course, it was just a little, how could a cultivator be obsessed with this? Since this road is not passable, just change the way, as long as you find the spirit in your heart, you will definitely be able to find the flower on the other side.

Dao Qi entered his body, and Yang Zhao's fingers fluttered lightly in the void.

Suddenly, the sound moved the four fields, and the sky and the earth changed color.

I saw that the purple void light burst out from Yang Zhao's fingers, straight into the nine heavens, and the sky was also a violent wind, and the mist was flying and rolling between the crescent moons.

Suddenly, the purple light flashed, and a screaming thunder shook the eardrums, and the purple thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, from far and near, and then quietly, as if it had never appeared.

One after another, five purple rays of light, as Yang Zhao's fingers swiped through the void, and then merged into one, becoming a radiant purple pillar of light, and the purple thunder and lightning flickering above the sky appeared again, striking down from the evening mist and clouds, and the formation looked like it was almost about to split the sky in half.

"Boom", like thunder in the sky, a thunderclap-like sound exploded, and the entire cliff seemed to tremble in this thunder.

Yang Zhao's face was also distorted instantly, but his expression was still extremely calm, his eyes were blazing, and he didn't have the slightest fear, as if he had already expected this.

This scene is like a blend of life and death, and it is like an eternal moment.

When Yang Zhao thundered at the top, he stood up proudly, and then looked at the sky and stood up suddenly.

As soon as his fingers moved, the wind seemed to calm down, and the purple thunder also froze into the void along the purple pillar of light.

Yang Zhao pointed in his hand again, and the purple pillar of light actually fused with the thunder.

Suddenly, the purple light in the sky dissipated, as if it had shrunk.

Above the cliff, there was silence.

In the sky, the thunder is getting more and more urgent.

Yang Zhao had long forgotten what he was doing at this moment, he only felt that his body was connected with the thunder in the sky like flesh and blood, and even felt that the thunder was like life, waiting for the call of the master, and an inexplicable evil aura also rushed away from Yang Zhao's sea of consciousness with the feeling of this summoning.

"Boom" was another thunderclap.

The purple thunder actually closed into a purple halo, and then slowly shrunk and came to Yang Zhao's fingertips.

Looking at the purple halo on the tips of his fingers, which was only the size of a palm, Yang Zhao's mind was also in a trance.

For some reason, Yang Zhao actually felt the purple halo on the tips of his fingers, filled with ruining energy, and his expression became more and more hideous with this energy.

Then with a movement of his fingers, the purple halo slowly rose into the void again.

In mid-air, the purple halo actually overshadowed the bright starlight, flying in the air with Yang Zhao's gestures.

Everywhere the halo went, it was like a shattered void, shocking people's hearts and lungs, like friction, and the sound of thunderclap sounded.

Yang Zhao's body slowly floated in mid-air, manipulating this heavenly energy with all his might, and between the floating fingers, his expression revealed Yan Sù, and his body was also inexplicably chic and free, on the other hand, the purple halo also followed his mind, like lightning, making it impossible to see its figure clearly.

Yang Zhao's face suddenly became solemn, and he silently recited the true recipe in his mouth, only to see the purple halo that was still floating in the sky, and suddenly went down with the momentum of opening mountains and cutting seas.

In a moment, the sky, which had been as quiet as the sea, rolled into a thick gray cloud.

This thick cloud enveloped the brilliance of the silver moon and the brilliant starlight, and in the depths of its edge, there was a flash of electric light.

When the thunder rolled and the lightning flashed, the purple halo galloped between the heavens and the earth, stroking a solemn image.

The thick clouds also stirred up with this hint of murderous intent, and layers of whirlpools flashed in the thick clouds.

The theory of heaven and time, the origin of Taoism and geometry.

Like a passage between the netherworld and the fairy world, the whirlpool in the thick clouds hung upside down in this bottomless void, the wind was fierce, and it seemed to devour a qiē, flashing a strange light, and then the thunder sounded, and the whirlpool in the gray thick cloud became white again.

Yang Zhao let out a loud shout, and a lightning bolt appeared in the whirlpool and knocked down the purple halo.

This qiē also made Yang Zhao feel surprised.

In a trance, the purple halo disappeared in an instant.

As if it were stationary, it instantly lost all its speed and floated still in the void, forming a strange picture.

Yang Zhao deduced this picture step by step, and carefully compared the Zixiao Divine Thunder True Technique, and found that the two were extremely similar, but they were very different.

For the similarities and differences between the two, every change, Yang Zhao will carefully figure out and scrutinize in his own sea of knowledge, although both are thunder magic techniques, but the biggest difference is that one is the understanding of swordsmanship, and the other is the understanding of Taoism.

Of course, the power of heaven and earth between the two also makes it difficult for the world to unleash it.

If it's not good, it will definitely be eaten by Leifa.

Yes, Yang Zhao caused the power of heaven and earth in the void, it didn't seem to be anything, but the qi and blood in his body were boiling, if it wasn't for the fact that he was forged by the power of heavenly thunder when he crossed and built the foundation, I'm afraid Yang Zhao would have been unable to support it at this moment.

There was another roar, and Yang Zhao was awakened by the thunder coming from the whirlpool.

The wind and clouds moved, and in the whirlpool, countless thunderbolts shot out from the void towards the purple halo.

Faintly, the cliff under the void seemed to be touched by the power of thunder and lightning, and it began to shake gently.

The thunder roared, Yang Zhao stood awe-inspiring in the void, and in a trance, he thought that he was going to be swallowed by this terrifying ruined breath, but he was afraid for a while.

The power of heaven and earth is so powerful.

Yang Zhao thought silently in his heart, and his face changed instantly.

A moment later, Yang Zhao closed his eyes and stood in the void, embodying all his thoughts on this purple halo.

That light cluster also seemed to feel the deep uneasiness in Yang Zhao's heart, and it slowly calmed down.

The sadness emanating from the ruined breath was as desolate as it was, but it was like the panic of the human heart, Yang Zhao felt this qiē, opened his closed eyes, and stood up peacefully in the face of the halo of the majesty of heaven and earth.

At this moment, there was a loud bang in the heavens and the earth, and the palm-sized halo floated with the agility of Yang Zhao's fingers.

The purple halo, absorbing the electric light in the whirlpool in the sky, actually slowly widened, and then slowly shrunk, bursting out from Yang Zhao's fingertips with a ruined aura.

The next moment, only a "boom" was heard, and the cliff under Yang Zhao was hit by this purple halo with lightning power.

For a long time, it seemed to be only in a moment.

The swirls in the sky dissipated as the purple halo vanished, and the crescent moon and the bright stars appeared.

This qiē is moving, but it seems that it just doesn't appear.

Yang Zhao looked at Xiaobai who came from a distance, and a smile appeared on his face.

The lonely and dark heart and the eternal anger also flew away with Xiaobai's arrival.

Yang Zhao stood in the void, his figure suddenly faded, and then disappeared on this cliff.

The two glanced at each other, and one person and one fox slowly walked towards the hut in the bamboo forest.

After Yang Zhao and Xiaobai went down the mountain, the Drunken Sword Immortal appeared on this cliff, looking at the pierced hole on the cliff and was silent for a long time.

He looked at Yang Zhao's back with complicated eyes, and then at the mouth of the big bowl, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then the Drunken Sword Immortal shook his head, took out the wine gourd on his waist, picked it up and took a sip of wine, and then disappeared here abruptly.

A gentle breeze came through the hole in the bowl and then walked away.

But who said that, who said, the sky crosses this catastrophe?

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