Eternal Demon King

In the pavilion, the master and the apprentice talked freely over the wine.

For some reason, Yang Xuan was very fond of Feng Qingyang and didn't have much to be wary of.

Feng Qingyang is like one of his elders, his relatives.

When the sky was about to dawn, he also learned a lot of martial arts secrets from Feng Qingyang's mouth, such as the illusory fairyland.

According to Feng Qingyang, the fairyland is a real pure land.

There are four seasons like spring, no competition from the world, and there are many immortals living in the fairyland.

These immortals are all supernatural, and they can turn stones into gold at any time, but immortals have no desires or desires, so there will be no fights.

In this regard, Yang Xuan expressed disbelief.

In fact, Feng Qingyang is also deeply suspicious, but the beauty of the fairyland has been passed down since ancient times, whether it is really as it is in the legend, you have to go there to know.

And if you want to go to the fairy world, you must first be above the heaven.

Only by transcending the way of heaven and breaking the shackles of heaven and earth can one be detached and see a gate leading to the fairyland.

Of course, this is not easy, after all, even those who are as strong as the Heavenly Cave Realm cannot surpass the Heavenly Dao.

However, Yang Xuan believes that man will conquer the sky, and that he will be able to take his relatives, friends and beloved woman to the legendary fairyland one day sooner or later.

After three rounds of drinking, Feng Qingyang said: "I don't ask you about your origins as a teacher, and I don't teach you any secret skills. I will give you one thing. How much you can get from it in the future depends entirely on your good fortune."

Saying that, he handed Yang Xuan a diamond-shaped spar.

The spar is as big as a fist, and the whole body is dark blue, emitting a splendid light, like a small star, shining brightly.

"This is a source of good fortune!" Yang Xuan blurted out.

"Well, this wind spirit crystal is indeed a rare source of good fortune in the world, but the wind spirit crystal given to you by the teacher is not for you to refine and improve your cultivation, but for you to comprehend the things inside. "

"Master, what exactly is inside here?"

"You sink your thoughts into it, and you can see it at a glance."

"OK."

Yang Xuan took Feng Lingjing and sank his thoughts into it.

In an instant, Yang Xuan found himself on a boundless, choppy sea.

"That is?"

Looking around, Yang Xuan's eyes were fixed on a figure on the sea in the distance.

It was a middle-aged man, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but his eyes were as bright as stars and extremely sharp, making Yang Xuan feel like he had been slashed by thousands of knives, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Who is this man!?"

Yang Xuan's face was full of horror, this man was too strong, giving him an unmatched feeling.

Just when he was terrified, a long sword suddenly appeared in the middle-aged man's hand, and a sword stabbed through the air.

This sword seemed to be careless, but what made Yang Xuan's scalp numb was that with the stab of the sword, this space suddenly became violent, and a world-destroying storm raged over the sky and covered the earth, and the power was terrifying to make people want to crack.

boom!

The storm is raging, rolling up the monstrous sea water, not only covering the sky and covering the sun, but also incredibly fast.

Yang Xuan was unavoidable, and was instantly engulfed by the gust of wind mixed with the waves, and his mind collapsed.

"Humph?"

Outside, Yang Xuan snorted in pain, his face paled a bit.

His thoughts were twisted into ashes by the storm, and his soul was also affected, but it was not a big problem, and he would be fine after an hour or two of cultivation.

"What did you see?" Feng Qingyang asked.

"In a sea area, a mysterious man swung his sword, and the sword wiped out my thoughts."

Yang Xuan answered truthfully, with a calm expression on his face, but a little frightened in his heart.

The mysterious man didn't know who he was, and his strength was truly shocking.

This is still Yang Xuan's idea, if he sinks his soul into it in a confused way, he will not be wiped out on the spot.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's back felt cold, and his whole body was shivering.

"What, are you scared?"

Feng Qingyang smiled, and took a sip from the glass.

This seven-step drunk is different from the fine wine of the Sanctuary World, and he is also enjoying it.

"Master, you should have told me earlier."

Yang Xuan scratched his head, and said with lingering fears: "Fortunately, the disciple is careful, otherwise the soul will be scattered."

"The reason why I didn't talk about it is that I'm going to teach you a lesson, so that you will treat people and things in the future, remember to be more careful."

Feng Qingyang said.

"Is that so?"

Yang Xuan forced a smile, but he was more curious about the identity of the mysterious man: "Master, who is that person in Feng Lingjing, and his strength is too terrible."

"That person is Fengshen Langjun. He was a strong man in the cave before his death. Although there is only a trace of willpower left now, his strength is also very strong. I think that the teacher's current cultivation will not be able to take his tenth sword."

"real or fake!?"

Yang Xuan was taken aback, Feng Qingyang was a half-step emperor, with vast supernatural powers and unfathomable strength, but even he couldn't catch Fengshen Langjun's sword, which showed the strength of Fengshen Langjun.

"What are you doing for the master to lie to you, Fengshen Langjun came from the Taikoo period and was the number one person in the Sanctuary Great World. Even if he died, his willful thoughts would be enough to kill the emperor."

Feng Qingyang said, getting back to business, "Have you discovered anything through the sword just now?"

Yang Xuan pondered: "Fengshen Langjun's swordsmanship is very powerful, but he doesn't seem to understand the meaning of the sword, and he can send out a terrifying storm with a single sword. It should be relying on the profound meaning of the wind."

"Yes, it is the profound meaning of the wind. The reason why Wei Shi can become the first person under the emperor is the profound meaning of the wind."

Feng Qingyang smiled.

"Master, don't worry, the disciples will often comprehend and strive to comprehend the profound meaning of the wind as soon as possible."

Yang Xuan is full of confidence, he can comprehend the meaning of the sword, and naturally he can comprehend the profound meaning of the wind.

However, in order to understand the profound meaning of wind, he must first understand the artistic conception of wind.

This is easy, as long as he often sinks his thoughts into the wind spirit crystal and watches Fengshen Langjun out of the sword, sooner or later he will be able to comprehend the artistic conception of the wind.

Similar to Sword Intent, the artistic conception of wind is also divided into ten levels, and beyond the ten levels, one enters the palace of the profound meaning of wind.

"It's good to have self-confidence, but don't be in a hurry to achieve success, just learn it once a day."

Feng Qingyang warned with a serious look.

Every comprehension means that the mind will be shattered by the profound meaning of the wind, which is a kind of damage to the soul. Once or twice is nothing, but no one can bear it, and in severe cases, it will even lead to insanity.

"Master's words will be remembered by the disciples." Yang Xuan said sternly.

"Well, your talent is even higher than when you were young as a teacher. As a teacher, I believe you will be able to comprehend the profound meaning of wind within two years."

"Two years, that's too fast!"

"You forgot the Eternal Life Palace."

"Yes, the disciple actually forgot the Eternal Life Palace."

Yang Xuan patted his forehead and finally figured out something.

"For a hundred years in the Hall of Eternal Life, the outside world is only a month. When you enter the Hall of Eternal Life to compete for good fortune in a year, don't forget to take the time to understand the profound meaning of martial arts. Remember, high cultivation does not mean strong strength. If you don't have the corresponding martial arts perception , it is equivalent to a mirror, and it will shatter when touched."

"Disciple remember."

"Just remember it."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "Fengshen Langjun can make ten swords in total, one sword is sharper than the other, and one sword is stronger than the other, when you can resolve his first sword, it will be regarded as entering the room. "

"Master, these ten swords represent the profound meaning of the ten layers of wind, right?" Yang Xuan's eyes flickered.

"That's right, it is the profound meaning of the tenfold wind. I have not yet received the tenth sword of Fengshen Langjun, so I have only understood the profound meaning of the ninefold wind."

"Master's comprehension of the profound meaning of the nine-fold wind is so powerful. If you comprehend the profound meaning of the ten-fold wind, wouldn't you be able to challenge the emperor by leaps and bounds!"

"You are wrong. As a teacher, you can leapfrog the emperor now. Of course, it's just an ordinary emperor."

"This is also very remarkable. I am afraid that the news will shake the world."

This is not a compliment, but to tell the truth. In Yang Xuan's opinion, if others know that Feng Qingyang can leapfrog the emperor, it is estimated that they all have to shout that it is impossible.

"The wine is almost finished. The teacher will leave the holy city for a while, and you will cultivate well. When the cultivation base reaches the peak of the heaven and human realm, I will take you to a place for the teacher to help you condense the pill."

Condensation is the condensed inner alchemy.

Yang Xuan didn't ask Feng Qingyang where he was going to take him, got up and said, "Master, don't worry, the disciple will work hard to cultivate."

After all, he thought of something, and said the practice method of split silk refining.

"You kid..."

Feng Qingyang listened to Yang Xuan, and his face was surprised and bitter.

What surprised him was the power of the Divine Silk Refinement Technique, and what he smiled wryly was that Yang Xuan actually gave him a supreme Soul Refinement magical power.

What is this, is it to repay Feng Lingjing's favor?

"Master, don't think too much, the disciple just hopes that this magical power can help you enter the emperor."

Yang Xuan hurriedly said, after all, after absorbing the martial arts experience of the master, the war king, Yang Xuan still has some understanding of the emperor, and understands that the stronger the soul, the easier it is to break through the bottleneck and step into the emperor's realm.

"Hey, your heart is led by the teacher's heart."

Feng Qingyang sighed, how difficult it would be to step into the emperor, he didn't have much confidence, but the excessive silk refining technique did help him.

For a while, Yang Xuan's eyes were full of love, and he said with a smile: "Go back and rest, I'm leaving now for the master."

The voice is still there, the figure flashes, and disappears out of thin air.

At the same time, the voice of the purgatory boy sounded in Yang Xuan's mind, "The magic of dividing silk is exchanged for the mystery of the wind. You have no loss in this transaction."

Since he came to the great world of the sanctuary, the purgatory boy has completely restrained his breath. No matter how high Feng Qingyang's cultivation base is, he has not noticed the existence of him and the purgatory sword.

This is also the reason why War King Yi Wuya did not ban the Purgatory Sword.

"Go, go, you little brat, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Yang Xuan was not very angry, and after Feng Qingyang gave him Feng Lingjing, he sincerely regarded Feng Qingyang as his master, and giving Feng Qingyang a silk-splitting technique was definitely not a deal.

"Yes, this boy went to play with the baby."

The purgatory boy said, pretending to be a pity: "I wanted to tell you the secret of this wind crystal, but your boy seems to..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Xuan sneered and said, "That, boy, what secret does this wind crystal have?"