After Yun Qiyou, who was hanging in mid-air, scattered the last handful of soybeans, he stared blankly at the dense forest-like skeleton warriors at his feet, feeling a little shocked for a moment.
The world is vast and full of wonders. Although these skeleton warriors cannot be compared with cultivators in the air-control realm, their individual combat capabilities should be far better than those of ordinary mortal elite soldiers.
She couldn't imagine how the ancestors of mankind long ago created such a magical and mysterious magic.
Her slim white figure gently landed on Yun Yazi's body at the foot of the hill.
"Uncle Master."
She called out softly.
Yun Yazi was full of joy and said: "You are very good, very good. It only took three days to master spreading beans into soldiers. It really exceeded my expectations. Fengzhu, this little girl, is not very capable. She recruits disciples."
His vision is pretty good.”
In the entire Cangyun Sect, or in the entire human world, Yun Yazi is probably the only one who can call the famous Cangyun Sect Master Jingshui, the little girl with her family name of Fengzhu.
Yun Qiyou was not angry at Yun Yazi's disrespect for his master. Yun Yazi had the qualifications.
She said: "Uncle Master, I want to test the fighting power of these skeleton warriors."
Yun Yazi was stunned for a moment, then looked to the northeast, where there was a small forest more than ten miles away.
Yun Yazi laughed and said, "It's time to find some trouble for that brat."
The night was deep and the stars were shining brightly. Ye Xiaochuan was practicing and felt very good. The cool spiritual energy around him was absorbed into his body. His pulses were relaxed and his fatigue was gone.
After cultivating the Yin Yang, Qian Kun Dao for a long time, I looked inside and saw that the meridians in my body were many times wider than they were a few months ago. The cyan spiritual energy was like a rushing river, flowing through the meridians in my body.
The sea flows freely.
If Ye Xiaochuan were practicing Taoism at this moment and looked at the cultivation classics on the stone carvings on Siguo Cliff, it would never happen again that the spiritual power broke through the meridians and almost exploded to death.
He is very satisfied with the current progress of his cultivation. He is already at the peak state of Yuanshen. Now as long as he cultivates the power of Yuanshen more, it will be a matter of time before he reaches the out-of-body state.
Ye Xiaochuan's mind slipped into the sea of souls and wanted to talk to Situ Feng. The main reason was to ask whether the blood soul essence hanging around his neck was a ghost treasure.
As a result, my mind screamed several times in the sea of souls, but there was no reply from Situ Feng.
This made Ye Xiaochuan quite dissatisfied!
When Situ Feng had just woken up from the Wufeng Sword Spirit Gathering Array, he told himself a lot of miscellaneous things, saying that the demonic seal of the Chen-Zhan Divine Sword in Yun Qiyou's hand was about to collapse, and asked him to think of a way to do it.
Seal it.
In order for him to do things for him, he even drew a pie for himself, saying that it could help him become a peerless master.
It has been several months, but apart from imparting the sword power of the swift wind, which is said to make one's feng shui shine, nothing else has been taught to him.
The most abominable thing is that I haven't been able to get a glimpse of the Swift Wind Sword Intent until now. Every time I let myself feel the wind in nature, be it a strong wind, a hurricane, a breeze, or a cold wind, let myself feel it all.
to feel.
As a result, every time I was like a big fool, my mouth and tongue were blown dry by the wind. Apart from feeling the wind blowing on me, I didn't feel anything unusual.
Now the old guy is really pushing his limits, completely treating the sea of his soul as his harem. Didn’t he say that not long after the agreement, this old guy’s soul will be destroyed? It’s been a few months, and this old guy is still alive.
Good?
Nowadays, Situ Feng's reputation is getting bigger and bigger. When he is in a good mood, he will show up and say a few words to him. When he is in a bad mood, he will scream at his throat without saying a word. He simply doesn't take him seriously.
Ye Xiaochuan was about to threaten Situ Feng, saying that if the old guy showed up in front of him again, he would expel him from his body.
Unexpectedly, Situ Feng's voice suddenly sounded, saying: "Boy, are you finished? Do you want me to have a good sleep?"
Ye Xiaochuan said angrily: "You are finally willing to give it up? I thought that your old man's soul had disappeared and returned to the universe without me noticing."
Situ Feng's voice seemed a little depressed, and he said: "Boy, you don't need to curse me like this. After all, I am also your senior. Without me, there would be no Cangyun Sect, not to mention I am planning to train you to become a peerless master.
, it won’t disappear so easily!”
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Don't paint a big picture for me. A few months ago, you promised to help me become a peerless master. Where is the peerless master? Where is it?"
Situ Feng quibbled: "Didn't I teach you the supreme sword power of the wind?"
It was okay not to mention Gale Sword Intent, but when Situ Feng mentioned it, Ye Xiaochuan became even more angry.
He said angrily: "You have the nerve to talk about that Swift Wind Sword Intent! I have been practicing for more than a month, and the wind blew off several layers of skin on my face. In the end, I didn't realize anything. Can you come up with something practical?
It’s something you can see and touch, don’t treat me like an idiot and ask me to understand the true meaning of the wind!”
Situ Feng said: "That's because your current cultivation level is too low to understand the mystery of the natural way of heaven. When your cultivation level reaches the realm of spiritual tranquility, you will naturally be able to gradually understand the true meaning of wind and understand the meaning of the sword."
Ye Xiaochuan almost vomited blood in anger and said: "The realm of Lingji? Then you didn't tell me earlier! My current level of cultivation is far from the realm of Lingji."
Situ Feng said innocently: "It was you who pestered me to teach you the most powerful magical power, but you didn't ask me what level I needed to gain a glimpse of it."
If Ye Xiaochuan could find out where Situ Feng's soul is hidden now, he would definitely strangle this old bastard to death with his own hands.
The night is deep and everything is lonely. In this wilderness, only unknown night insects are chirping quietly, adding a bit of harmonious rhythm to this lonely night.
However, this wonderful low-pitched chirping of night insects suddenly stopped at a certain time, and the originally quiet wilderness seemed to hear a loud voice coming from a dark distance.
It seemed like there were many people walking softly and hunched over.
Most of the wood on the bonfire had burned, and the flames were much smaller. When the night wind blew, the flames swayed, and little red sparks scattered around the edge of the fire.
Two donkeys and a pony were tied to a tree trunk not far away. At this moment, they were sleeping on their stomachs, but suddenly they all climbed up in unison, snoring around the tree, and seemed a little irritable.
Yang Ling'er suddenly opened her eyes, and a clear and cold light flashed across her eyes.
She listened carefully to what was going on around her, which seemed a little unusual.
Xi Xisu's voice became clearer and clearer. Almost at the same time that Yang Ling'er noticed something was wrong around her, Baili Yuan, who was meditating, also opened her eyes suddenly.
