A giant palm shining with black and white brilliance appeared out of thin air, huge, with an inner diameter of one zhang square, which was not inferior to the top of the eaves of this rising attic. It was the big mudra that had not been used with the wind for a long time, and after the wind broke through, the power of this big mudra also rose, and before it touched the top of this attic, it suddenly made a muffled sound of the void trembling.

Although for Suifeng at this moment, it is not difficult to shake the void between gestures. It's just that it's almost impossible to really break through this space. No matter how much force he exerted, when he applied it to this void, he would only tremble. And his strength is like a mud cow entering the sea, and there is no wave at all.

He thought about what a feat it was for the immortal to be able to break through the void with a single stroke of his hand, but for him now, he didn't know how far it was.

However, in the palm print of Suifeng, several percent of the power is also used, and the power of Tai Chi, which is mixed with yin and yang, is extremely impressive. If you change to an ordinary innate master, I am afraid that you will directly hate under this palm.

The rolling energy rolled down, the palm power did not arrive, and the strength went first. The attic was already trembling faintly under the influence of this energy alone. But since this attic is a psychic thing, how can it be so easy to succumb? Suddenly, it spun on the spot, and it rolled up in gusts of wind and rushed up to the sky, and greeted the palm prints that were sent with the wind!

"Oh, I found out that something was wrong, and I wanted to fight hard?" was a little funny and a little surprised.

It's just that before he could react, the attic that was pressed under his handprint suddenly slammed. A huge force gushed out. It was connected to the palm of Sui Feng through the qi machine, and his palms trembled. And the overwhelming palm prints, under the resistance of this attic, almost fell apart and dissipated directly.

Sui Feng was taken aback, "How powerful is this thing?" He couldn't help but be surprised, and the Dao Dao Gang Qi under the handprint had already faintly broken through his palm print and was somewhat transparent.

I don't know what the qi rising from this attic is, and the palm prints transformed by the chaos of Tai Chi with the wind are like a layer of window paper in front of it, and it is pierced through in a little bit. "This palm power of mine is transformed by pure yin and yang qi, and there is no purer true qi in the world. How could it be...... So vulnerable?"

"Drink!" roared with the wind, grabbed his right hand in a void, and the chaotic palm print in mid-air slowly retracted. into a bucket shape. He also learned to be a good man. The scattered forces are gathered, and the so-called division is weak and strong together. After integrating the strength with the wind, the effect is really extraordinary. Although it was still retreating under the aura emanating from this attic, it finally stopped the momentum of the spiritual creature's rise.

Seeing that his palm prints were about to dissipate. Sigh softly with the wind. "I didn't think such a thing could be so powerful. I was forced to use this sword. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and pinched his thumb and middle finger together. A sword trick slowly pinched. And the pure Jun sword hanging on his waist seemed to have received some invisible force disturbance, and trembled faintly.

With a "brush", the pure Jun sword turned into a light purple light and burst out from his waist.

As soon as the wind sword technique changed, the long sword that shot out suddenly trembled and scattered at once. Thousands of sword lights flashed together, and the whole circle of light formed a circle of light, slashing straight down towards the top of this attic!

A vast expanse of purple sword light flickered, like thousands of stars. The light flashed brightly all around, and the qi was scattered in all directions. The wind lifted up a large area of wind and sand below, covering the sky and the sun, and it was gray. Only the space where the wind is located is calm, as if nothing has happened.

"Bang!" The two collided violently, and a brilliant and strange red light suddenly flashed above the spiritual object. In this instant, all the sword light under Sui Feng was immediately dispersed. All of a sudden, the original appearance of the Chunjun Sword was revealed.

Sui Feng was shocked again, "What kind of spiritual creature is this, and it is not afraid of the sword light of this pure Jun sword at all?"

But fortunately, all the sword qi emitted by him with the wind was dispersed by this attic, but the power on this pure sword did not decrease at all. Still slashing straight down, slashing heavily on the attic.

I don't know if it's because of the amazing power of the sword with the wind, or because of the miracle of the pure Jun sword itself, or because the spiritual power contained in the attic itself has been exhausted. The attic shook violently, and shook the void uncontrollably, and then, as if using all its strength, the attic fell downward.

With a dull sound, and the wild sand flying in the sky. The attic in front of him slowly fell to the ground, and after a few moments, when the tremors quietly dissipated. There was no further movement, and the attic was completely stable, as if it had been built on the sand, except that the only fly in the ointment was that it always felt slightly crooked from above.

Sui Feng stared quietly in mid-air for a moment, and when he saw that there was no other movement, he couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief and completely put his mind at ease.

"I don't know what kind of treasure this is, it has such power. Presumably, it is not an unknown thing, and it must have a great background. Could it be some kind of immortal magic weapon?"

From the outside, this attic looks no different in shape from the gazebos of large families in the Central Plains. It's just that there are carved wooden doors around it, and it is wrapped in it, and it is impossible to see what is in it.

Sui Feng was a little curious, and couldn't help but get closer. There was still nothing wrong with it, the attic was still motionless, like a dead thing.

"Squeak" The door sounded, and the wind was originally a random try, but I didn't want to really push the wooden door open.

By the light of day, everything inside was exposed to his eyes. It was as empty as a pavilion, and there was nothing special about it except for some handrails on the sides of it for resting.

Sui Feng naturally didn't think that such a pavilion-like magic weapon was just for viewing, and he was very curious about what was in it. He took a cautious step and walked towards it. Unexpectedly, he took such a step, but it was a world of difference, and the world had changed between the change of shape and shadow.

In front of him was a Nanmu desk, surrounded by screens and bookshelves, and facing the desk was a snow-white wall. There is also a picture of Lao Tzu riding a bull on the wall, looking down with the wind, and the step under his feet is also amazing.

It was a piece of stone bricks as pure as snow, and it was said that it was a stone brick, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't tell the specific material. It's not gold, it's not jade, it's not stone, it's just cold to the touch, but after a while, it emits a bit of heat. And in the middle of this study, the ground is obviously a Tai Chi Pisces diagram. And as time goes by, you can see that this Taiji diagram is slowly rotating little by little.

It's just that unlike the usual Taiji diagram, this Taiji diagram is not black and white, but blue and red. It can't help but look a little strange and offbeat.

"Could it be that this is the magic weapon of Taoism?" Sui Feng muttered in his heart, "I guess there should be some clues to be found in this study, right?"

Thinking about it, he took a few steps forward with the wind and arrived at this desk.

After a cursory glance, I found some clues. "This is ......" Sui Feng saw a book like an account book on the side at a glance, took it over, and turned a few pages. His face couldn't help but change, and he saw that it was clearly written: The Divine Sect Qinghuo was ordered to participate in the same ...... Qinghuo is incompetent, with the help of the master's personal artifact Qiankun Pavilion but still failed to recapture the Book of Heaven, it is really worthy of the trust of the master, this matter is all in Qinghuo is incompetent, and he has not been able to defeat the Qingxuan old way......

"Isn't it the same as the Zhou Divine Sect?" was taken aback by the wind, and all the minds were attracted by the thin piece of paper in his hand. I couldn't believe what I saw in front of me, and the familiar names that had appeared in front of me suddenly appeared in front of me today.

The man he killed before Fusang left, who claimed to be the Great Sage of Heaven with his evil method to help the Japanese emperor, before he died, exhaled in his mouth, isn't this the name of the Zhou Divine Sect? He also said that he had a love for incense, and among this magic weapon there are Lao Tzu riding a bull and a Yin and Yang Taiji diagram, could it be that this Buzhou Divine Sect is also a branch of Taoism? But why is this breath so different?

"And what exactly does this same mean? Damn, the next two words seem to have been artificially painted, and they are even more difficult to read......" Sui Feng's brows tightened even more, "And the old way of Qingxuan, if I remember correctly, the old way that Uncle Changming told me about helping my father eliminate the drought seems to be called Qingxuan, right?"

The past events that happened before, like flowing water, are re-displayed in front of the wind one by one. It's just that it's like a thousand threads twisted together, and the reason can't be explained.

"Hey...... I don't know how such a miraculous treasure could have been left in this desert, and it says that it is involved in the sameness, and since this unity can participate, it must not be an object. What could it be? Could it be that something happened to this person called Xuanhuo? And what kind of sect is this Zhou Divine Sect? When I killed the Great Sage of the Heavens, I seemed to have heard him say that he would make me pay the price in the future, could it be ......" Sui Feng couldn't help but sigh again when he thought of this.

He thought about it for a long time, only to feel that there were many key parts missing from these clues, and it was difficult to penetrate into one place. And at least when it comes to the so-called Miscare God Sect, I'm afraid there are some other sects, and these sects must be extremely extraordinary, and they are definitely not comparable to the martial arts sect.

"Could it be related to some ancient secret?" Sui Feng could only vaguely guess so much. (To be continued......)