Way of Valkyrie

Chapter 307 The mood of the wind
Standing on the top of the mountain, Ye Xingchen and the little lion looked down at the bottom of the mountain.

From the top of Tianhe Peak, one can clearly see the endless stream of people coming and going on the streets of Tianhe Town.

Ye Xingchen closed his eyes slightly, while the little lion looked around.

Ye Xingchen sighed slightly, then turned to Xiaoshi and said, "Little Lion, this is Tianhe Peak, let's go, I'll take you to the place where Lin Tianwu and Gu Changtian used to compete for you."

The little lion didn't speak, but nodded. There was no smile on his simple and honest face, and there was only a dignified expression.

Ye Xingchen took the little lion along a road above Tianhe Peak, and after walking for a while, he saw a huge boulder.

Ye Xingchen pointed at this boulder and said loudly: "This is where the two fought for you. When I found out, you were already captured by them. As for your mother, I have never seen it."

Hearing Ye Xingchen's words, the little lion nodded, then walked slowly to the boulder, looking around.

The wind and rain have been blowing here, and there are no traces of previous battles.

"Little lion, don't be sad, my condolences." Ye Xingchen felt that the little lion's mood was a little low, and comforted him in a low voice.

Suddenly, the little lion standing next to the boulder suddenly walked forward. Seeing this scene, Ye Xingchen quickly chased after him.

Following this road, one can walk to the peak behind Tianhe Peak. There are mountains behind, which Ye Xingchen has never been to.

As if the little lion had sensed something, he walked quickly, while Ye Xingchen was chasing after him.

After a while, Ye Xingchen and Little Lion left Tianhe Peak and came to the mountains behind Tianhe Peak.

Above these mountains, there is a hint of primitive simplicity.

The little lion walked up to a small hill in the mountains, stopped, and then looked around, as if looking for something.

"Little Lion..."

Ye Xingchen called out in a low voice, but the little lion ignored Ye Xingchen.

"What is the little lion looking for?" Ye Xingchen looked at the little lion suspiciously, and suddenly Ye Xingchen thought of something.

Could it be that the little lion's mother was once among these mountains, was discovered by two innate realm warriors, and finally fled to Tianhe Peak?

Ye Xingchen didn't disturb the little lion, but let the little lion look for it.

The little lion ran around, not knowing what it was looking for.

And when Ye Xingchen looked at the mountains and was slightly lost, suddenly, the little lion stood beside a stone in the distance and stopped moving.

Ye Xingchen hurriedly ran behind the little lion.

"Little lion..." Ye Xingchen was about to ask what the little lion was looking for.

But after seeing a dead body next to the stone, he stopped talking.

Ye Xingchen could clearly see that this corpse was the corpse of a monster, and it was a tiger clan monster.

And the little lion stood quietly next to the corpse of the monster, without speaking for a long time.

"Little Lion..."

Ye Xingchen was worried about the little lion, so he let out a soft cry.

The little lion turned around and glanced at Ye Xingchen, then said in a low voice: "Brother, I want to be quiet, I'm fine."

Ye Xingchen nodded, then turned and walked towards Tianhe Peak.

Ye Xingchen already knew that the tiger clan's body must be the body of the lion cub's mother. Although only the skeleton was left, the cub's blood should not admit his mistake, so let the cub be alone for a while.

Ye Xingchen stood on Tianhe Peak, closed his eyes slightly, and quickly flashed the things that happened around him in the past two years in his mind.

Just like that, Ye Xingchen kept thinking, and his body and mind were completely relaxed.

In the end, there was a trace of light emitting from Ye Xingchen's body, and Ye Xingchen entered an ethereal state.

This state is the most enviable state for warriors. It can be encountered but not sought after. As long as one can enter this state, one's comprehension power will increase linearly, and it will help warriors understand martial arts.

Ye Xingchen also completely relaxed his mind and body, and accidentally entered this mood.

At this moment, Ye Xingchen closed his eyes and stood like this. The breeze blew, blowing on his face, fluttering his hair, and blowing on his body. His clothes fluttered, giving him a burst of coolness.All the thoughts in my mind seemed to be blown away by the wind, and my whole person had the feeling of being blown away by the wind.

"What is wind?" Suddenly, a thought floated in my mind, as if it came with the wind, and immediately, these three words lingered in my heart and echoed in my mind.

In the mind, wisps of blue color naturally appeared, emerged from nothingness, gathered together, and condensed into a blue figure, holding a blue long sword tightly in his hand, dancing like a gust of wind, practicing Qingfeng Jue body technique.

From the first weight to the ninth weight, over and over again, as they practiced, the cyan figure exploded and turned into a piece of cyan wind blowing up.

Breeze... light wind... gale... squall... hurricane...

The whole person seems to be surrounded by countless winds, the whole world is filled with winds, only the whistling of blue winds.

"What is wind?"

"The breeze, the light wind, the strong wind, the hurricane are all winds, all kinds of winds, the world of ocean winds that make up the wind."

"Wind, formless, formless, boundless, pervasive, everywhere."

But at this moment, Ye Xingchen opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a gust of breeze blowing through his eyes, his body moved rapidly, and a gust of breeze was blowing away.

Moving in the air, there was no figure, only the breeze blowing, Ye Xingchen felt that he seemed to have realized something, there was some mystery about the wind.

"Qingfeng Tactic!"

The heart moved at will, turned around and flew, and saw a light blue luster emanating from the body.Immediately, a gust of wind gathered at the feet, and a series of light blue afterimages flew out of the body, and in the blink of an eye, they filled the entire Tianhe Peak.

The strong wind came blowing like a knife, but Ye Xingchen faced him head-on, motionless, like a statue standing in ancient times.

Immediately, the body moved, seemingly ordinary, but steady, not affected by the strong wind at all, as if it was drilled out of a gap in the wind.

"I can feel the blowing of the wind, the trajectory of the wind..." Ye Xingchen closed his eyes and performed the Qingfeng Jue, carefully feeling the strong wind blowing by, and the feeling of passing by.

What surprised Ye Xingchen was that he had only successfully cultivated the second level of Qingfeng Jue before, but at this moment, he directly displayed all nine levels of Qingfeng Jue, directly cultivating to the level of Dacheng.

He himself didn't even realize that his body was moving, just following an instinct.

Three hours have passed, and Ye Xingchen is still on Tianhe Peak.

"What is wind?"

This question popped into my mind again.

"Wind, formless, formless, colorless and odorless, boundless, pervasive, everywhere..."

"Is this the so-called artistic conception?" Ye Xingchen muttered to himself.

Ye Xingchen's body speed gradually increased. The surface of his body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of light air flow. Countless winds blew past him, not only did not stop his body from moving, but it seemed to increase his body speed again. Like a fish in water, like an eagle soaring in the sky.

Ye Xingchen only felt that he seemed to be integrated into this wind, whether it was a clear wind or a strong wind or a strong wind or a strong wind, dancing with the wind, his feet were off the ground, like a willow swinging on the Lifeng Cliff, wanting to fly into the sky, with many afterimages .

I don't know how long it took before Ye Xingchen woke up, and his body stopped moving.

The knife-like wind also weakened at this time, turning into a strong wind, which had no effect on Ye Xingchen.

"This is an epiphany, I didn't expect to enter the ethereal state unintentionally." Ye Xingchen said in a low voice with a smile on his face.

And at this moment, Ye Xingchen felt a little bit, and suddenly felt a blue air flow in his mind.

"Is this the so-called artistic conception of wind?" Ye Xingchen raised his eyes and looked into the distance, letting the wind blow on his face.

Ye Xingchen has also heard of the so-called artistic conception. In the Qingxuan Continent, there are four major artistic concepts in the cultivation of warriors, earth, wind, water and fire. All warriors who can understand the artistic conception are some amazingly talented warriors.

According to rumors, the entire world is composed of these four most basic elements. Therefore, these four artistic concepts are the strongest artistic conceptions, and they are also the most important artistic concepts for warriors.

Some of the artistic concepts derived from the four major artistic concepts are relatively weak artistic concepts.

And as long as a trace of artistic conception can be comprehended and integrated into the moves, the power will be multiplied, and the artistic conception can allow the warrior to comprehend the exercises faster.

In fact, the so-called artistic conception is equivalent to sword intent. Ye Xingchen tempered his own sword intent in Tianjian Gorge, but on Tianhe Peak, entered the ethereal state, but comprehended the artistic conception of wind.

The artistic conception of wind, one of the four major artistic concepts, Ye Xingchen's ability to comprehend the artistic conception of wind is amazing.

And because of the comprehension of the artistic conception of the wind, the Qingfeng Jue body technique has been directly cultivated to great success. Now that Ye Xingchen uses the Qingfeng Jue, nine afterimages can appear directly, and the speed is extremely strange.

Moreover, Ye Xingchen discovered that it was actually a prevalent artistic conception.

In the Grandmaster Realm, there is no one in a million who can comprehend the artistic conception of wind, and at Ye Xingchen's age who can comprehend it, even in the Wuhun Empire, it is considered a rare existence.

"Qingfeng Jue."

Ye Xingchen suddenly moved quickly and directly cast the Qingfeng Jue. His body was divided into nine parts, and he couldn't see which one was real.

"The speed is still not fast enough." Ye Xingchen muttered to himself, and then Ye Xingchen moved his mind, and the artistic conception of wind in his mind exploded instantly, covering his whole body directly.

At this moment, Ye Xingchen's speed suddenly increased sharply, and the nine afterimages also moved across quickly, making people dazzled.

"Sure enough, the speed of Qingfeng Jue integrated into the artistic conception of wind has doubled." Ye Xingchen stopped his figure and said slowly.

He experimented a bit just now, if he didn't integrate the artistic conception of wind, if Qingfeng Jue is fully used, the speed can at most be comparable to that of the late master state.

And if the artistic conception of wind is integrated, Ye Xingchen's speed is comparable to that of a peak master warrior.

"With the artistic conception of wind, my strength has increased a lot."

(End of this chapter)