Otherworldly Refinement

"Dad, this map is too weird. I don't know what material it is made of. I can't do anything about it." After a while, Xiaotian took a deep breath, reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and immediately put The map returned to Ling Yunfeng and said.

No matter what method he used, he couldn't tear out a trace of the residual image.

"Forget it, if you have a chance to find other remnants in the future, you will know what secrets are hidden behind this." Ling Yunfeng took the remnant map and studied it up and down for a long time, but there was still nothing to gain, so he sighed slightly and took the map away. keep it.

It seems that I have to find other remnants of the map to know the secret behind it, which makes me excited for nothing today...

"Wow!"

The next day, in a quiet and deep mountain range a few miles away from Guiyu City, a sharp chirping sound resounded suddenly, and immediately a huge cyan bird with four wings on its back emerged from the mountain range. The forest rose into the sky, and the vibrating wings whipped up a fierce whirlwind and whizzed away into the distance.

For this huge blue giant bird, anyone who knows it will be absolutely surprised,

This giant cyan bird is a monster with extremely high bloodlines - Four-winged Qingluan, but at this time this Four-winged Qingluan already has a master, because there are two figures sitting behind him.

"Father, do you think it is possible to find Thunderbolt Xuanchen Mud in that meteorite mess? It is the material for refining artifacts." Xiaotian sat on the back of Four-winged Qingluan and asked Ling Yunfeng beside him

"I don't know, if there is a chance, it is estimated that there is still more than a month's journey away from the meteorite. Let's go to the refining space to practice." Ling Yunfeng said slightly, knowing that the chance is not great, but still I'm going to try my luck, anyway, I'm going to the Cangming Sea to find that ancient water attribute, and it just happens to be on the way.

As soon as the words fell, Ling Yunfeng held the Nine Dragons Refining Heaven Cauldron in his hand with a thought, and it immediately changed into the size of a grain of sand.

At the same time, Ling Yunfeng and Xiaotian turned into a crimson stream of light and entered the cauldron refining space at the same time.

The sand-like Nine Dragons Refining Heaven Cauldron landed on the back of the four-winged Qingluan, getting into the thick feathers on its back.

In the cauldron refining space, on an open ground, the golden boy sat cross-legged, with a handprint on his hand, his eyes closed, his face as calm as an ancient pool of water, his breathing was natural, and it affected the surrounding energy , his body was shrouded in a dazzling golden light, and he was not awakened by the entry of Ling Yunfeng and Xiaotian.

"What kind of monster is the golden boy? The talent is really powerful!" Ling Yunfeng looked at the golden boy who was in the state of cultivation, and couldn't help clicking his tongue.

I was shocked by the talent of this little guy, and the strength of this little guy has risen a lot during this time.

If the second stage of Warcraft is also divided into three stages: high stage, middle stage, and low stage, then Jin Tong's current cultivation has reached the middle stage of the second stage.

This is at least equivalent to the cultivation of a human being at the level of a martial artist. You must know that Jintong has just broken through to the second stage of the second stage. According to his speed, it is estimated that he will be able to break through to the third level in half a year.

You must know that if ordinary monsters want to break through to the first level of cultivation, it will be impossible in a few years to a few decades.

"Hey! The talent is good, but it's still a little bit worse than mine." Xiaotian said with a chuckle.

Hearing this, Ling Yunfeng glanced at the little guy, and became even more speechless. This little guy is even more perverted than the golden boy, and his cultivation speed is like riding a rocket.

It has reached the middle and late level of the demon soul stage in a month, and it is estimated that it will not be too long to break through to the late stage of the demon soul stage.

"Oh, I'm still the saddest." Ling Yunfeng smiled helplessly, he could only blame himself for his hard life, not having the talent and opportunities of those two little guys.

Then he ignored Xiaotian who was still grinning triumphantly, and sat cross-legged on the same spot, his handprints quickly formed and he entered the cultivation state.

Seeing Ling Yunfeng practicing, there was no one to play with him, so Xiaotian had no choice but to sit cross-legged and entered the state of cultivation.

A towering mountain peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, and there is an exquisite small courtyard in the dense forest on the mountainside. heart.

The sound of the flute is clear and graceful, stretching far and wide, just like the gurgling sound of a brook in the forest.

The long flute sound is sometimes deep and melodious, continuous, and sometimes sonorous and rapid, like the splash of a spring.

In this wonderful sound of the flute, many passers-by outside the courtyard could not help but stop and listen, with their eyes closed, their faces intoxicated, their muscles extremely relaxed, and they were bathed in the sound of the natural flute.

And a lot of birds gathered on the nearby trees, and this group of birds was also abnormally quiet, they all stopped quietly on the treetops, without making any chirping sounds, as if they were afraid of breaking the beautiful artistic conception .

The sound of the flute is like a story, telling the endless melancholy, confusion and grief in the heart of the person who played the flute.However, without losing the meaning of free and easy and heroic, these kinds of diametrically opposed emotions fit together perfectly, which is simply unimaginable.

The flute sound mixed with thousands of emotions in the world quietly merges into the heart of the person who hears the flute sound, making him seem to have entered the inner world of the person playing the flute and fell into meditation.

However, the sound of the flute is more mixed with sadness and sorrow, which seems to be the nostalgia for the lost things or relatives.

Immediately, the sound of the flute gradually weakened, but just when the sound of the flute was about to disappear, a graceful and elegant singing voice came slowly, singing: "

Seeing all the things in the world of mortals today is like going to the fleeting years like the east water.Looking back on past lives, I laughed and cried, and now I think about suffering and fate... The smoke and dust are billowing over the red clouds, the vast expanse can hardly be divided, the poor autumn scenery is boundless and beautiful, not to mention the beauty of everything in the world..."

"The chaos in the world is endless, the emperor's hegemony is in vain, the vastness is indistinct and no one sees it, how much prosperity can't help but see, a ray of red clouds, the sky and the earth are dim, and the countless kalpas repeat endlessly. The gods and Buddhas of the past are now dusty. Let's take a stroll."

After a while, the graceful singing slowly dissipated among the mountains, but the flute and singing seemed to still reverberate in everyone's hearts, and everyone outside the courtyard still had their eyes slightly closed at this time, still immersed in this scene. In an artistic conception mixed with thousands of emotions.

"What a beautiful flute song, mixed with such a strong sense of melancholy and confusion, people who have not experienced it personally will never be able to compose such a wonderful song." Outside the courtyard, a beautiful girl in a plain white palace dress looked a little lost murmured.

"Yes, and the most rare thing is that this melancholy is also mixed with free and easy feelings and the lofty ambition of the composer." Beside this beautiful girl in plain white palace attire, a girl in light red long The girl in the skirt also said intoxicated.

This woman's appearance is not bad compared to the former one, of course, if Ling Yunfeng is here, she will be shocked, isn't this woman the one who had some grievances with him in the Moyuan Mountain Range.

"When did such a melodious master appear in our college? Why didn't I know it all the time." The beautiful girl in the light red long dress came back to her senses and said slightly.

"I don't know either, but the voice just now seems to be Xue Yan's." Liu Mei, a beautiful woman in white palace attire, frowned slightly, and said with some uncertainty.

"Sister Xueyan? No way, how come I didn't know that she has such a high attainment in rhythm after being together for so long?" The beautiful girl in the light red dress asked in surprise.

"I'm not sure, but the sound of the flute just now did come from Xueyan's yard. Let's go in and have a look." said the woman in white palace attire.

"Yeah, I just came here to chat with Sister Xueyan. I'm so bored these days." The beautiful girl in the light red dress said, and immediately they walked into the courtyard together.

In the courtyard, a girl in a pink dress stood gracefully against the wind, her delicate body under the soft dress outlined a graceful arc in the air.

A head of ink-like black hair was scattered behind her, and a few strands of hair on her temples were scattered around her ears. She was dressed in a simple and not luxurious way, but it exuded a kind of elegance and nobility invisibly, which made people feel very comfortable.

At this time, there was sadness on the girl's beautiful face, and she looked sadly at the mountains and dense forests in the distance, her eyes lost her mind.

Behind this woman stood a beautiful girl in a lavender dress. This girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, her face was slightly red, like a pink peach petal that had just opened.

The eyebrows covered by a few strands of bangs are slender like willow leaves, under which flash a pair of pure big eyes, the beautiful little nose is slightly raised, and the long black hair is combed behind the head in a simple bun.

"Sister Xueyan, are you thinking about brother Yunfeng again?" the beautiful girl in purple dress asked softly.

"Mengyou? Do you think it's possible for him to be alive?" The girl in the pink dress moved her beautiful eyes slightly and asked.These two people are Ling Xueyan and Ling Mengyou.

"I'm not sure, but I always feel that there should be nothing wrong with Brother Yunfeng." Ling Mengyou said, but even though she said so, she didn't have much hope in her heart.

During this period of time, she also sent many people to the Moyuan Mountain Range to search for it several times, but each time they found nothing, and they couldn't find any news about Ling Yunfeng.

"Really? Why do you think he has such a hard life?..." Ling Xueyan sighed slightly with her eyes dazed.

"Mengyou, Sister Xueyan, you are all here!" At this moment, a pleasant voice came, and immediately two beautiful figures walked in from outside the courtyard, it was the beautiful girl in the light red dress and the white A beautiful woman in palace attire.

"Miss Yuexi and Miss Luoxi, why are you here?" Hearing this, Ling Xueyan turned her head and forced a smile on her face. From her address, one could tell that the woman in white palace attire was Qin Yuexi from Qingfu City.

As for the remaining beautiful girl in a light red dress, she is called Nangong Luoxi. This girl's identity is not simple, she is the daughter of the head of the Soul Martial Academy, and the eldest lady of the Soul Martial Academy.

Probably birds of a feather flock together, at this moment these beautiful women are all acquaintances.