Ningcheng's sky is changing, just now there was still a faint morning cloud mist, and in the blink of an eye, it became cloudy, lightning and thunder, and the wind was fierce. A few fragile leaves, unable to withstand the crazy swaying, in the sudden drizzle, like a boat fluttering in the sea, sometimes the wind pulls to the sky, sometimes the rain knocks down the grass, doing a "wandering" in the air that is not long or short.

Thunderstorms and winds keep "making trouble" and never seem to stop. The blowing Ningcheng lost its shadow, and only the dark gray roof ridge in the vicinity was full of ancient charm and desolation. The pond in the yellow courtyard, the fog around the pavilion, under the wind blowing and the whip of the torrential rain, became more and more heavy, and the raindrops of beans puffed into the fog, forming large and small dark fog holes, and in a blink of an eye they were squeezed by other fog holes without a trace.

The raindrops by the pond suddenly broke, and the two old men flashed in the rain, and the rain lines like fine beads separated to both sides as if they were enchanted when the two old men appeared, but not a drop of rain flowed down from the sides of the two saints, as if the rain had hit the sky above the two and disappeared out of thin air.

The two white-haired old men, one ugly and one ugly, glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths raised helplessly. The ugly saint's mouth moved silently.

A faintly smiling voice came from the fog. "Lei'er, Feng'er are back, come in."

Qing Leizi's face was expressionless, the blue light in front of him floated, Qing Fengzi's rickety waist straightened violently, stretched out his dry hand, and gently clamped Qing Leizi's clothes.

The blue light around Qing Leizi's body disappeared in an instant. The thick eyebrows with white hair are tightly locked. Qing Fengzi's unhurried divine consciousness wave came into Qing Leizi's ears. "Be careful, junior brother, the old man wants to play with the two of us."

Qing Leizi's body did not move, and he looked closely at the fog pool in front of him, the clouds and mist in the pool were only thicker than a few days ago, and he didn't see anything special.

The thin hazy mist, whirling solemnly in the rain, suddenly revealed the coolness of the rain. pounced on the hemp face of the Qingleizi ravine. The cold mist did not sweep away, but was like a delicate Mao Juan with water vapor, smoothing the deep-grained groove. The thick eyelashes seemed to be unbearable, accompanied by gentle droplets of water, slowly lowering the gaze of the pupils.

The green thunder splash fascinated his eyes, retracted his divine consciousness that had been released for hundreds of miles, and penetrated into the depths of the dense fog. A burst of coolness moistened to the bottom of my heart, as if an old man was dressed in mist and hurriedly walked in the mist.

Suddenly, in the thick fog, a erratic figure flew in from a distance. The moment he approached Qing Leizi's eyes, he disappeared in a blink of an eye. A hoarse voice came from a hundred voices. "You're here, come closer, get closer, why do you stop, go, I'm right in front of you, come! See if you can catch me." Catch me. Catch me!"

Qing Leizi only felt a slightly chilly mist, sometimes rushing in with a hoarse voice, sometimes going away, and it was as gentle as water for a while. Dip into the heart and lungs, and for a while grin like a cold wind, stirring the mind.

Qing Leizi wanted to concentrate on grasping the source of the sound that was far and near, but he couldn't locate the source of the sound, so he could only scan the fog that darkened into shadows. Far and near, changing between human form and mist form. Pounced on the face and swept to the side. There was a flickering blur between the churns. It was as if it were an invisible body, an illusory phantom.

"Come on, great saint, you catch me, I've touched you hundreds of times, why can't you catch me, if you don't catch me, I'm going to do it, I'm ......." The hoarse voice provoked Qing Leizi with the convergence of phantoms. A scimitar dripping with raindrops slowly took shape in the phantom shadows that flew around, and although the fog was dark, the scimitar shone with a cold light.

The chill flashed, and a drop of rain hit the snowy blade, popping up ripples in the center of the circle, paving a surface of water, and then rolling off the blade, gathering into bright red blood droplets.

"I ...... Kill ......". The bright scimitar followed the phantom approaching, turning into an arc-shaped moon shadow, and countless blood droplets formed a red fan-shaped blood curtain in the luster of the moon shadow, shooting towards Qing Leizi's divine sense, before the knife arrived, the fishy aura came with a cold wind and cold of murderous intent, and penetrated the depths of the sea from the center of the eyebrows on the forehead.

The old man who had been condensed by Qing Leizi's divine consciousness seemed to be trapped by the oncoming killing intent, and he stood in the fog in a daze, at a loss.

Qing Fengzi squinted at Qing Leizi. "I'm pretending to be crazy and stupid here again, pleasing the old man, just now I hid and hid my heart is gone."

Qing Fengzi grabbed the withered hand of the placket and pulled it gently. Qing Leizi's body stumbled violently. As if waking up from a dream, a fine sweat oozed from his forehead, slowly gathered, inch by inch pressed through the fluff between the grooves, and rolled down on the placket.

Qing Leizi's hair was condensed with mist, and it rose with the wind when he staggered, whirring and shaking, like the knife wind of a scimitar, with the moment when his divine consciousness was withdrawn, it swept over Qing Leizi's face.

"Senior brother, if you want to go into hiding, why do you have to pretend to be such an image." Qing Fengzi looked at the thick mist with an indifferent face.

"Hey, hey, Senior Brother Xie helped, didn't I make the master happy?" Qing Leizi replied with a solemn face facing the aftermath of the soul knife.

"Duplicity". Qing Fengzi quietly replied with his divine sense.

"Hey, hey, senior brother, haven't we been acting like this all these years? Qing Leizi stared intently at the thick fog.

In the long mist, the cadre sat like a ghost in the undulating shadows of the fog, the corners of his mouth gently raised with a little ridicule.

"How can I be hearty, I said that you, the second disciple, have a good soul sense, my little soul technique, he can see through it at a glance. Your two disciples can't be more ordinary." The cadre knew the blue light of the three souls in the sea and said.

The purple light of Bixin seemed to stand in the empty sky, looking at the empty blurred sky with a smile. "Master Ancestor doesn't say, I really don't know the way, I didn't expect this wind to have such an opportunity."

After a few inhales, the thick clouds on the pond surged, and in the drizzle the thick fog slowly drifted away, and the waves rushed by, and a mist-shaped arch appeared in the mist.

Qing Leizi dodged and flew into the fog gate, and Qing Fengzi pursed his lips and followed in. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the kiosk.

Qingfengzi and the two bowed deeply. "Master, the Holy Sacrament has been sealed."

"Oh, put it here, you two go outside the pool to protect the Dharma for me." The cadre glanced at the big black holy bag beside Qing Fengzi. His expression was excited, and his bright eyes shone brightly.

After Qing Fengzi responded, he flashed out of the small pavilion.

Qing Leizi grinned with thick lips. "Master, I'm going to protect the Fa, you call me if you have something."

The commander nodded. With a bit of warmth. "Go for it".

After Qing Leizi left, the cadre walked to the holy bag, and with a slight click, the mouth of the holy bag popped open. Fan Yi stood in the small pavilion with empty eyes.

The darkness froze in the deep eye sockets, like a black pool of stagnant water, devouring the terrifying black, motionless, even the figure of the cadre, there was a trace in the black hollow.

The knowledge of the cadre. The purple light of the heart and the blue light of the three souls stand side by side in the sky of the sea of knowledge, and the purple light and the blue light reflect each other. "Bixinzi, I'm going to visit the door."

Just as he was about to speak, the blue light flashed, and a blue light shot out from the center of the cadre's eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, he stopped in front of Fan Yi's eyebrows, and after the blue light flew around Fan Yi for a while, it disappeared in the center of his eyebrows.

Fan Yi's eyelids blinked. Black holes. The pupils, without a hint of light and shadow, became brighter. The figure of the cadre's long hair flowing appeared in his black eyes.

The three souls Fan Yi shook his head, raised his hand to look at himself again, and kept stroking his clothes and body. A dry laugh came out of his mouth. Then, raising his hand, he laughed maniacally. The hideous laughter shook the thick fog outward. It was as if it had been blown away by a strong wind.

The cadre stretched out his hand to support his head, and there was a burst of dazzle, and the dizzy cadre rolled his black eyes into his eyelids. Countless mystical sounds squeezed into the ears of the cadre. The cadre felt his head swell violently from the inside out, and the cadre in pain knelt on the ground with a thud, and hit the stone slab of the small pavilion with his head in his hands.

"Master, stop, stop laughing, my body will explode if you laugh again." Bixin Ziguang shouted in panic.

The three souls Fan Yi raised his hand to cover his mouth, and his eyes kept turning. A dirty and playful look. "Hehe, Bi Xinzi, your second apprentice really has two hands, and you actually found the 'Snow Soul Spirit' that sealed the soul consciousness, it's not simple, it's not simple."

The "Snow Spirit" cadre stumbled up from the stone slab. His face was distorted, but his eyes were full of doubt.

"Oh, this snow soul is a kind of 10,000-year-old cold snow crystallization thing. This kind of cold snow is the essence of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. It is nourished by the haze of ten thousand years, turns the void into reality, and condenses into the spiritual flower of heaven and earth. This spirit flower is also a snow melting flower, and its greatest use is to seal the divine consciousness and spirit. When I was sorting out "Soul Decision", I had seen half of the introduction of this thing in half of "Soul Gong", but unfortunately, there was only such a small paragraph, and I believe that what "Soul Gong" can record must not be a sacred and secular thing." Three Souls Fan Yi said excitedly with a flush on his face.

"Oh, the master is saying that this snow soul spirit is not a thing of the Holy Realm?" Bixin Ziguang asked thoughtfully. Qingfengzi is his most proud disciple, he has cultivated some soul arts, and Bi Xinzi also knows the Tao, but he didn't expect that Qing Fengzi still has so many unknown things, so that Bi Xinzi has to be surprised.

"Let's put it this way, think about it, in my Holy Realm, there are a few people who cultivate soul techniques, only the great spirits of the Spirit Realm of the Soul Condensing Realm can do so, Qingfengzi can reach the soul consciousness level, not those small soul techniques that are not worth mentioning in the Holy Realm can be achieved, there must be no chance, you must have time to ask, it is good for you and me." Fan Yi rolled his eyes and expressed the little bit of heart in his heart vividly.

"Okay, I'll ask him again when my consciousness is in place." The adrezent's excited face was red.

"Okay, I will go back to Wanyun Cave, and after breaking the Holy Miracle Crystal, we will try to achieve great things." Three Souls Fan Yi twisted his body, feeling the comfort of his body.

"Master, everything in Wanyun Cave depends on you, you have to be careful, this is a teleportation crystal, if it doesn't work out, go back quickly, and we'll find a way." The cadre took out a crystal from the holy bag and sent it to the Three Souls Fan Yi.

"Ha Lu, haha, you must rest assured, this master is also a soul cultivator, as long as the Wanyun Cave Incarnation Realm Elder is not there, no one can see through it." The Three Souls Fan Yi took the Wanli Teleportation Crystal, threw it into the air, laughed twice, and stepped into the Teleportation Crystal. (To be continued......)