Wuyu Zongdan Shandan House is a small white world.

If this is a dream, then outside the dream, the real Yu Chenglong, even Danshan has never been here, and at this time, he is cultivating in the Dan room, and the scene in the Dan room is almost exactly the same as where Yu Chengfeng was at that time.

He sat for 7749 days, during which he did not take pills, nor did he drink any food, nor did he use the cultivation in his dreams to break through the bottleneck.

On the forty-ninth day, less than a quarter of an hour before the second day, there was a change in Yu Chenglong's body, a change that he had not noticed.

I saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground, his body like a reflection in the water, and began to twist with the inexplicable ripples. His whole person seems to be virtual and real, giving people a feeling that he can't grasp and touch.

His breath was extremely faint, almost imperceptible, and even the spiritual power that had emanated from his body before seemed to merge with the white world and became extremely quiet.

At this moment, in his perception, the world was originally silent, there was nothing, everything was blank, even himself.

Vaguely, he seemed to understand a truth, everything in the thousands of worlds has a beginning and an end, and these, whether they are creatures or objects, are all evolved by the Great Dao, and the Tao itself is an ethereal thing, and its spread has carved an indelible Dao pattern for the ten thousand worlds.

He slowly opened his eyes and stood up, feeling the change in his body.

There was no explosion of spiritual power as he imagined, and the spiritual power in the instrument was not boiling, but he felt that he had taken that step and entered the realm of stepping on the moon.

At this moment, as long as he controls it a little, the spiritual power in the instrument will definitely burst out like a galloping horse. This is something he firmly believes, and he prefers this kind of normal state.

He tried to move his limbs, walked a few steps back and forth in the Dan room, and then walked out of the Dan room.

Outside the Danfang, it was still very hot, but at this time, Yu Chenglong did not use the spiritual power on his body to protect his body, but he didn't feel that this hot energy affected him for half a point.

Just because of this time, his heart was unusually calm, so quiet that he thought that the thousands of worlds were moved by his heart, including the heat of Danshan.

There is a saying in the Buddha: If the wind does not move, the tree does not move, but your heart is moving. This is exactly Yu Chenglong's state of mind.

Ordinary people are not ordinary, and ordinary people can be ordinary. Ordinary people have no ordinary heart, and ordinary people are willing to have a normal heart.

Yu Chenglong walked to a relatively clean place, sat down cross-legged again, he looked up at the vast and boundless starry sky, looked down at his palm, and smiled inexplicably.

In this night, the mountain wind is whistling, and it blows affectionately from Yu Chenglong's body, often accompanied by Yu Chenglong.

"Wind"

At this moment, he thought of Yu Chengfeng again, in the dream he thought at this moment, at least he could accompany Yu Chengfeng, although it was incomplete and incomplete, but he wouldn't care, just because he had already decided in his heart that Yu Chengfeng was an incarnation.

He didn't try to recall what happened with Yu Chengfeng when he was a child, but these pictures were like a calm stream, quietly flowing through his heart.

He smiled again and slowly closed his eyes. He planned to fall into a dream, and only in his dream could he feel Yu Chengfeng's real existence

On the lake of the main mountain of the Evergreen Sect, when the fists and palms of those Evergreen Sect people were almost touching the body of Yu Chenglong, who was sitting on the lake, at this critical moment, a violent air flow had already burst out from Yu Chenglong's body without warning.

Those few people who were nearby were pushed out of the way by this turbulent current, and one or two of them even broke their hands and feet, and their whole bodies were pierced with holes.

originally thought that Yu Chenglong was a mortal person, but they did not use spiritual power to protect their bodies, so they were subjected to such an end.

When they came to their senses and looked towards the lake, they saw that huge waves had risen on the lake, which began to boil and whistle and shook the heavens and the earth.

What about the figure? What about the man who sat motionless on the lake? Did the waves of the lake hide him, or did he just disappear suddenly?

This was the voice of these people from the Evergreen Sect, he didn't understand what was going on, he just realized that they couldn't preserve the Evergreen Sect's Qi Luck Spirit Pattern today, and they had to die here.

"Immortal law, don't Tiandong!"

A loud voice sounded from the center of the boiling lake, and immediately above the lake, a whirlpool of blue spiritual power that was wider than the lake quickly formed. The whirlpool rotated slowly, but with a huge suction force, it seemed to suck the entire mountain peak into the whirlpool.

The water on the lake, which was also boiling with anxiety just now, began to pour incessantly towards the whirlpool, and soon the lake was no longer a lake, but a pit.

"Let's go!" Seeing such a scene, several people panicked, and one of them yelled at the others, and turned into blue light, wanting to escape.

"Cloud Picker!" Before the man could go far, they felt a terrifying aura spreading below the swirling whirlpool, and at the same time, a huge palm poked out of the whirlpool, went straight to the sky, and grabbed at those people.

Several people gasped, not to mention the size of this behemoth, and its speed was even more unimaginable. They wanted to use their spiritual power to resist, but the giant hand was already approaching, and they slapped these people into pulp with one palm, and the remaining consciousness bodies were also pinched into clouds of smoke by the giant hand.

When it came to killing these people, Yu Chenglong didn't hesitate, he didn't have time to appreciate the strength of the moment, his eyes were like lasers, and two blue rays shot out, looking at the bottom of the lake that had become a pit.

Eventually, he found what he was looking for on an erected rock. I saw that the center of the rock was empty, and this vacant part exuded all kinds of brilliance, presumably this was the luck spirit pattern of the Evergreen Sect.

Seeing the Qi Luck Spirit Pattern, Yu Chenglong used his cloud picking hand to press towards the lake, and flattened the lake with one palm, and the Qi Luck Spirit Pattern was easily crushed.

The whirlpool slowly dissipated, and Yu Chenglong's figure, which was originally blurred by the turbulent current, also appeared clearly in this world at this moment.

He retracted his breath and spiritual power, briefly felt the changes in his body, and finally his eyes were stunned, and his heart couldn't help jumping, and he whispered

"Floating Clouds"

He felt the breath of the floating clouds, and it was very faint, if he didn't help it, I was afraid that the floating clouds would die here.

Keen perception told him the exact location of the floating clouds, and he glanced at a mountain not far away, and flew quickly in this direction.

In the midst of the rocks, Yu Chenglong found Fuyun's body, he quickly picked it up, and used his spiritual power to heal Fuyun, who was already unconscious, while flying quickly towards the distant sky.