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The Burial Sword Peak has once again become famous in the entire Fengshen Academy because of the ancient style, and is called the first spiritual peak of the Fengshen Academy. The elders and students were all moved and wanted to visit them in order to practice on it.

However, since some elders came out that day, they have never been opened again. The number of students lingering outside the Wuji Formation of Burial Sword Peak has not decreased, but the number of students has increased faintly.

After all, the Wuji Formation needs to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and these spiritual energy will gather from all directions, and the concentration of spiritual energy outside the formation is also relatively strong.

Many students were practicing cross-legged while paying attention to the floating and rolling fog, and were even more profitable. She Wang, Diao Jiang and Fei Bushi were jealous of the four of them because they had been staying at Zhan Jian Peak and never came out.

In the jungle halfway up the mountain, four people with huge profits closed their eyes and sat cross-legged, and seized the time to absorb the extremely rich and pure spiritual energy around them. No one was entangled in the grudges of the past and fought.

In the sea of ​​flowers, Yi Ruo and Mo Wu also raced against time to practice. Mo Wu, who was active by nature, sat for a month and a half. If her grandfather knew about it, he would probably sigh: The sun has come out from the west.

There was also a figure hanging on the waterfall on Lingtan on the top of the mountain. It was the dean and the supreme elder Chen Tianlong. After they went out to arrange some things in private, they hurried back and went back to practice in seclusion.

The entire Burial Sword Peak has the strongest spiritual energy. Originally, Gu Feng wanted you to practice, but before he could sit firmly, he was slapped by his master Chen Tianlong and fell to the sword tomb on the top of the mountain, saying: You are the master, so the master will naturally be at the highest point.

The ancient style is so itchy. But I also compete with this disciple for something, and some uncontrollable masters can't do anything. Fortunately, although the spiritual energy at the sword tomb on the top of the mountain is not as good as the spiritual pool of the waterfall, it is also the second spiritual place on the entire Burial Sword Peak.

The rising sun is rising. The clouds are brilliant, and wisps of golden light fall on the mountain of Zangjian Peak. A figure appears faintly in the golden sunshine, making people feel that there seems to be no one there.

The tides are ebbing and flowing, and the stars are moving and tides are changing. In the blink of an eye, three months are about to pass.

In the jungle halfway up the mountain, Niu Delu Da Lao Hei and Big Black Bird have made great progress in their cultivation. She Wang and Diao Jiang were very profitable, not to mention that even Diao Jiang, who had the worst qualifications, broke through to the middle stage of King Wu, and the huge profits even entered the late stage. The span made him smile and swung his fists wildly.

Mo Wu finally couldn't help her. In the middle of the promotion one month later, she could no longer sit still. She picked flowers and flirted with herbs, caught bees and butterflies, picked spirit fruits and dug spiritual medicine, making the mountain a mess.

This made Yi Ruo, who had reached the peak of the middle stage of the mage, looked helpless, and was extremely convinced in his heart that Gu Feng said, and he was a little guilty. Looking at the tragic destruction of flowers and plants, he made up his mind not to tell her the mantra of entering and leaving Jian Peak.

The fire crackled and the fragrance spread everywhere.

The big black bird was eating the fragrant barbecue and said nostalgic: "If it is a thousand cups of drunkenness with the ancient style, that taste, tsk."

"Oh, it's been three months. That bastard is almost a stone man without moving. I don't know how to honor his grandfather and I have a few jars of good wine. He has been raising all his mouth. Drinking other famous wines is like drinking water, and I have no appetite!"

Niu Delu lay on the tree branch. Looking at the clear blue sky, he kept smashing his mouth, full of wine insects and mouth full of sorrow.

As soon as they muttered, Big Old Hei felt that his alcohol addiction was being hooked up again. Thinking of the feeling of drunkenness of a thousand cups, he couldn't help looking towards the top of the mountain. If it weren't for the master's warning, he would have rushed forward long ago. Suddenly his eyes slanted, his eyes flashed with anger, and he threw a small stone out.

"Oh, it's quite violent. You want to fight again, don't you? You dare to attack!"

The head was suddenly attacked. I hadn't tasted such a delicious food for a long time and was eating it. I ate it and cursed at the huge profit who was waving the fist on the side. I still kept biting the barbecue while cursing.

I was wronged and made great profits but instead of seeking justice, I became more and more interested. I roared twice, waved my fists at him, and said provocatively: "I'm bullying you foodie, why? I want to do it? I just happened to be itchy and I asked you to practice it. Come on!"

"I kao, are you going to compensate me for my beauty?" The stone sculpture that was so cool that it was so cool suddenly disappeared. Diao Jiang heard a bang and jumped up angrily, but accidentally stepped on a small green snake, which made She Wang furious.

"Die carver, if you dare to step on my wife, I will fight you!"

In an instant, the four of them started killing, causing smoke to spread everywhere, which made the bored people hiding beside him open their eyes. Mo Wu shouted excitedly, "You are so stupid, you are so stupid, you are so stupid, you are so stupid?"

The ancient style is so lively that he has no idea that since he set up a spirit gathering array on himself, he has been like a stone statue, wandering outside the sky, experiencing the power of the heavens and exploring the essence of the world.

call--

Suddenly, a strange strong wind blew down from the top of the mountain, which immediately alarmed the two people on the Feihuling Pond, and were fighting against everyone on the mountainside.

Bang bang bang?

A muffled sound like summer thunder came from the ancient Feng, and the thick layer of dust exploded and drifted everywhere. A fierce suction force was sprayed out like a long whale sucking water, madly devouring the spiritual energy in all directions.

"Um."

On the Flying Waterfall Spirit Pond, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time, looking at each other, and saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes. The dean glanced at the top of the mountain and said to Chen Tianlong: "Brother Chen, I can't help but be jealous of you. That boy was already making a big fuss. He was so domineering that he even deprived all the spiritual energy on the Burial Sword Peak, and I couldn't absorb it."

"Haha, there is no way to be a good person!" Chen Tianlong grabbed a wine jar, raised his head and took a sip, his face full of pride, jumped up, and his figure flashed not far from the top of the mountain.

The dean's expression stagnated, shook his head helplessly, and became more and more envious and jealous. How could such a master accept such a monster apprentice? Could it be that a good master can only accept the apprentice?

All the spiritual power on the Burial Sword Peak seemed to be gathered by an invisible hand, turning into a torrent of spiritual energy roaring over the top of the mountain. For a moment, the wind and clouds here changed, and the wind and clouds surged.

Buzz —

Three hundred and sixty-five small spots of light flew out from Gu Feng's body. They sank into the spiritual vortex above the head, and formed 365 small torrent vortexes in an instant. The spiritual energy between the heaven and earth was suddenly moved, and even more violently rolled in wilderness, making a rumbling sound.

The few people who rushed from the hillside rushed to see this scene, and their mouths were almost broken. It took a long time to wake up from the shock and shook their heads and sighed: "Strange, they are so monsters!"

The four of them were very profitable and said in unison: "Everyone says that the four of us are perverts. His ancient style is the real pervert. Is this still the thing that people do?"

Yi Ruo looked at the elegant and handsome figure, and a faint smile appeared on her face, which made Mo Wu, who was beside her stunned. Listening to the faint thunder in the sky, she felt a little worried in her heart, fearing that she would be beaten back by the tragic aura.

The ancient style travels around the world through the branches and leaves of the Bodhi tree, and the soul escapes from the shell. It traverses the southern and northern boundaries, permeates the power of heaven and earth, explores the origin of elements, feels the pleasure of traversing the heaven and earth, and roams the wind and clouds, and gives rise to all kinds of pride in the heart.

The branches and leaves of Bodhi trees continued to grow wildly when the ancient style understood the heaven and earth. The four continents of the Bodhi world quickly absorbed the chaotic energy, spreading outward, and growing again fifty miles. It reached a length of 150 miles. The sun became the size of a millstone, and the moon also increased to the size of a football.

The soul escapes from the shell. It travels around the world, and becomes more transparent after various gale winds. The mental power increases greatly, increasing to 1,500 meters. It can mobilize the momentum of heaven and earth and activate the power of heaven and earth at will.

As the soul enters the body, the mental power gushs out, and the entire Burial Sword Peak changes dramatically. If it weren't for the Wuji Formation, it would have shocked the entire Fengshen Academy again.

"The Chaos Heavens" is running wildly, and the 365 heavens in the body are vibrating together. The spiritual power in the meridians is surging and rolling, and the torrent is rolling above the head. The 365 vortexes are crazily expanding, ten meters, twenty meters, and a full 100 meters before stopping.

Rotate, rotate, and then rotate. Every time you rotate, under the tempering of the "Chaos Heavenly Art", the spiritual energy is purer, and the impurities are directly gone. The vortex rotates faster and faster, the ancient style is becoming more and more serious, and the mental power firmly controls the 365 vortexes.

Buzzing?

Three hundred and sixty-five vortexes suddenly stagnated and instantly compressed into a drop of spiritual liquid. Each drop of spiritual liquid was extremely pure and contained a huge amount of spiritual power. It flashed in the air and disappeared, entering the 365 heavens in Gu Feng's body.

The surging spiritual power directly condensed a violent torrent along the human connection, rushing upwards, rushing towards the fifth acupoint of the earth vein. With a bang, the torrent of the spiritual power directly pierced the barrier of the Wuzong, rushed down, filled the fifth spiritual orifice, opened up those branches, and finally stopped at one third of the fifth acupoint and the sixth acupoint.

Feeling the powerful and powerful power in his body, Gu Feng couldn't help but sigh, "This is the power of Wuzong. No wonder the master repeatedly warned me that Wuzong is indeed a world again, and he is more at ease in the power of heaven and earth. I'm afraid that this punch can destroy a mountain that is more than ten feet long."

"Martial arts have reached the peak of the early stage of the Wuzong, and the Dharma is even more powerful, with a sharp increase in mental power. They have a more thorough understanding of the origin of various elements in the world. They can use level 4 magic at any time, and have reached the mid-stage level of the Dharma Sect. Now that they participate in the battle, they should be qualified to enter the top ten."

Gu Feng felt the absolute control of the five elements and wind elements of the mental power. He thought to himself, and then opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath of turbid air, jumped up, and a figure flashed in front of everyone.

Chen Tianlong swept his eyes on Gu Feng, and he could not detect a trace of spiritual power fluctuations. Obviously, his strength soared, and his control over spiritual power became even stronger. He couldn't help but shout: "Okay, okay! He is worthy of being my apprentice."

Listening to him gilding on his face again, the dean couldn't help but glance at him, and looked at Gu Feng and secretly praised him, "Gu Feng, three months are coming, the selection competition is about to begin. You can rest for a few days and prepare. I am looking forward to your performance."

Both martial arts and law have broken through, and the ancient style has increased confidence and responded loudly: "Master, Dean, please rest assured. I dare not say the leader, but the top ten must have my ancient style."

"Good ambition."
Chapter completed!