According to the records in the jade slip, this Fengxingbu seems to be created by an ancient powerful man. During the Qi Refining Period, you can practice the first level of the martial art called "Wind Control". When you operate this martial art, the monk can use the wind power to move to increase his own movement speed. The greater the wind speed, the greater the movement speed the monk increases.

"Haha... Isn't that saying that when I encounter a storm in the future, I can accelerate several times out of thin air. It's so sour!" Sima Yan couldn't help but get up: "If you go out and meet Senior Brother Yuan again, you can still beat me, but as long as it blows, I can escape and never get beaten again! Well, if the wind is strong enough, I can still escape again and again, hehehe..."

Of course, the premise of all this is that he must first learn this style of fashion, and must have a good character, and he must be windy when traveling, otherwise it will be very bad.

Although Sima Yan had never been exposed to this technique, he had personally guided his body skills. In addition, he was good at learning from other things, so it was not too difficult to practice. It took only two days to successfully sense the trick of controlling the wind.

"Well, the cave is too small, and there is no wind here at all, so I can't practice wind control at all. I have to find a place with wind to try it!" Sima Yan did it as soon as he said that, and Sima Yan didn't even take the golden giant sword, so he immediately rushed out of the cave excitedly.

He practiced for two consecutive days. Although he had beads soaked in water, he would not be hungry. However, Sima Yan still felt a strong sense of disconnection from society as soon as he left the cave. He raised his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight that was shot straight through his fingers. Through the gaps, Sima Yan was stunned for a moment, and then slowly took his hand away.

"Greetings to Senior Junior Brother!" Just as Sima Yan recovered and was about to go to find a place where there was no one but wind to practice quietly, a loud voice sounded, and then more than ten neat voices came: "Greetings to Senior Junior Brother Brother!"

Sima Yan was immediately startled and quickly followed the source of the sound. It didn't matter when he saw it, and almost scared Sima Yan to turn his head and run away, because the first person who spoke just now was his old rival, Senior Brother Yuan, who was as fat as a ball. Moreover, those who made sounds neatly behind him were also his senior brothers, and it seemed that they were some of Senior Brother Yuan's paparazzi.

However, Sima Yan immediately realized something was wrong. Their words just now seemed a little awkward. What is the junior brother and senior? Since you are all your junior brothers, how can you get involved with seniors?

Seeing Sima Yan not speaking, Senior Brother Yuan, who was as fat as a ball, quickly explained: "Senior junior brother, you have a lot of them. Please go and forgive the villain. The villain looked down at the dog's eyes and bumped into your old man. If you want to beat or scold, just come. The villain would never dare to dodge! But, please don't take your anger at Master and the sect!"

"..." He actually had something to do with Master and Sect? By the way, this is not the despicable and shameless Senior Brother Yuan that Sima Yan knew? I remember that Senior Brother Yuan is an expert in finding fault. No matter whether he provoked him or not, as long as he saw him, he would become provoked and beaten.

Although Sima Yan was puzzled at this time, these expressions seemed to be a different meaning in Senior Brother Yuan's eyes. He quickly knelt down and bowed down without hesitation, "Dongdongdongdong" began to apologize: "Senior, please calm down, the villain will never dare again. I... I am willing to be a slave and a servant, let the senior drive, please forgive the villain!"

"..." Sima Yan was shocked. That's right. This is the face of Senior Brother Yuan. It's nonsense to rise to the level of Master and Sect. After all, Senior Brother Yuan will never be of such a person in this life, and he will not even become such a person in the next life and in the next life. However, in order to be afraid that Senior Brother Yuan would act self-harm in a while, which will affect the friendship between his fellow disciples, Sima Yan quickly imitated the way of the ancestor, shook his sleeves, coughed with his hands behind his back, "Forget it, I don't need any slave yet, please do it yourself!"

"Uh...sen...me...me...yes!" Senior Brother Yuan wanted to say something, but seeing that Sima Yan didn't seem to have the desire to talk to him at all, he could only swallow all the words that reached his throat.

Seeing that Senior Brother Yuan was defeated, Sima Yan was already happy, but his expression was still cold, he stopped talking nonsense, and walked slowly towards the front without even saying goodbye to Senior Brother Yuan.

Sima Yan walked for a long time and found that Senior Brother Yuan did not follow him, so he breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, although he was sure that Senior Brother Yuan had heard something and misunderstood something like the previous ancestor of Jinjian, he did not have to explain clearly. Just because of the fact that he dared to keep finding fault before, Sima Yan was already considered a bodhisattva's heart without letting him harm himself.

Although he is not very familiar with the outer disciples, if he is looking for a place where no one is, Sima Yan is already familiar with it. In order to avoid Senior Brother Yuan a few days ago, he used all the solutions in his body. After his careful screening, he finally found a place where no one is and there is wind.

"This should be the closest area to the inner disciple area of ​​the outer disciple area, right?" Sima Yan stood on a high ground and could see several senior brothers wearing outer disciple costumes busy. He couldn't help but look envious in his eyes. According to Senior Brother Liu Sang's introduction, only when he reaches the fifth level of Qi Refining can he be qualified to participate in the selection competition for the promotion of inner disciples. Although the selection competition is held every year, according to Chi Xiaofeng's convention, only thirty people are recruited.

"Fifth Level of Qi Refining..." Sima Yan clenched his fists, took a deep breath, felt the breeze here, and used the wind control technique, his body suddenly shook and almost fell to the ground. The wind control technique was faster than he imagined, and he almost didn't stand firm just now.

"Hahaha, OK! OK! OK!" Although Sima Yan was running and stumbled as if he was drunk at this time, he was extremely happy. After all, this technique exceeded his expectations.

However, after more than ten breaths, Sima Yan had to stop suddenly. Although the acceleration effect of the Wind Control Technique was very good, it was too obvious due to his cultivation level. Even in his full state, he could only support thirty breaths at most. This time may be effective in a short distance, but if he really escapes from life and death, it is still far from enough to see! Sima Yan could even clearly feel that when he had to stop, the spiritual energy in his body actually showed signs of exhaustion, which was even more devastating.

"Huh... It turns out that my cultivation is still too low. This wind-control technique makes people feel a little depressed!" Sima Yan scratched his head, sat cross-legged with annoyance on his face, and began to meditate and use the Qingmu Art to restore the spiritual energy in his body.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be here, I finally found you!" At this moment, a sinister voice came from behind, and then a cold hand slapped his shoulder, making Sima Yan jump up like a furry dog, bowing his body and looking back in a mess.

"Master, it's really scary for people!" Although Sima Yan knew that it was Master Swen the moment the other party spoke, he could not help but feel a little fear in his heart when he listened to the other party's sinister voice and feeling his cold hands.

However, the Swen Guardian was not surprised by Sima Yan's performance. On the contrary, he even felt that this was a normal reaction. He waved his hand and smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, I was negligent just now! Little guy, he is quite diligent, how about you? When will you prepare for... Hey, when will you break through the third level of Qi Refining?"

He remembered it very clearly. When he saw Sima Yan last time, the Swen Guardian was convinced that the other party had just broken through the second level of Qi Refining. He didn't expect that he had broken through again in less than a month! This is completely unscientific. Sima Yan seemed to have extremely ordinary spiritual root qualifications. Could it be that it is really because of heredity?

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(To be continued)
Chapter completed!