After waking up, it was already three days later. Lin Zhao suddenly felt refreshed and full of energy.

He slowly walked out of the cave and looked at the mountains in the distance and the plants were far away. It was midsummer. Lin Zhao jumped up, and a ray of light from the purple thunder and jade sleeves on his body flashed, and ripples seemed to ripples around him. He had already emerged from the mountain protection formation and was in the clouds.

Looking at the mountains under my feet as dark as the white clouds around me, Lin Zhao suddenly felt endless empty light rising in her heart.

He didn't fly around, and just stood firmly in the air, and the "Jianghai Wuliang Fist" that he had not practiced for a long time was unfolded. Naturally, it was like using his own fingers without special practice, which was already an instinct.

The thunderous bursts echoed in the sky, rising from the Nine Abyss Style, Thousand Mountain Style, Ten Thousand Flow Style, Determined Mountain Style, River Style, Sea Style, Stepping on the Sky Style, Meteorite Style, and Meteorite Style, and Finally, the Tibetan Style will be completed.

Then it repeated, and the boxing techniques were repeated over and over again. Every time it was hit, the boxing techniques changed.

When the Jiuyuan style is used, the whole person is lonely, as if a hidden dragon is hidden in the abyss, hidden under the Jiuyuan, and accumulated silently;

The Thousand Mountains are cast, and the sky seems to be faintly covered with mountains. Although it still cannot condense the whole shape, the momentum that is connected to the sky and the earth like a dragon-headed peak is revealed;

When thousands of streams are played out, there will be waves in the sky, the rivers are rushing, and hundreds of streams are surging;

The style of the Dingyue was played, and it seemed that there was a huge force in the air, which fixed the mountains and was majestic to the top;

When the river blocks the way, the momentum is like a dragon. No matter the tide and the surging waves, I will block the way with one punch, and the iron cable crosses the river; when the sea drifts, I will suppress the calm and quiet waves;

The sky-step style was used, and the sky was roaring and thunder, as if the sky was stomped through with one foot;

The meteorite style uses, and all the momentums are in one blow, as if a meteor crosses the sky, returning to the same end with the enemy;

The last style is the Tibetan style, but it is a three-combination of essence, energy and spirit, hidden in the body, and it is naturalized, and it seems to be transformed into Sumeru mustard seeds.

Lin Zhao was unscrupulous in the air, and his fists were fully opened. He punched out, as if there was a dragon's power. The loud thunder in the air had already alarmed the entire Dragon Head Peak.

The old Taoist Fuhua lay in the recliner of the Taoist Dharma Hall, as if he was awakened by a good dream. He opened his sleepy eyes and muttered to himself: "This kid, as soon as he ran out, he started to act wildly. He was really a little monkey!" Then he turned his head and realized the Tao in his dream.

At the top of Dragon Shou Peak, bursts of thunder were raging like a world-breaking. On the flat ground paved with heavy lightning stones, there were array patterns as thick as infants' arms. A complex large array with twelve corners covered an area of ​​hundreds of feet, and a lightning-induced pillar as thick as adults' thighs stood at each corner.

Under the attack of thunder, it was immediately pulled by the thunder pillar and flowed to the center of the formation pattern.

In the center of the formation, a thunder pool of three feet in radius was built. The depth of the thunder pool was unknown. At this moment, a pool of thunder liquid was filled with flowing light, like silver mercury flowing.

At all times, thunder was introduced into the thunder pool and turned into thunder liquid. The thunder pool seemed to be full and never flowed out. I don’t know where the excess thunder liquid went.

On the edge of the peak formation, there was a high platform. A short and fat black-haired Taoist priest slowly opened his eyes. Suddenly, a three-foot-long thunder light shot out from his eyes and slowly retracted in a moment.

The short and fat Taoist priest looked into the sky, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, as if he could penetrate the underworld.

Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he muttered: "Taixu has taken over a good disciple. The back door of Fuhua Old Sleepingworm is open well. Good seedlings must be cultivated vigorously. Are some broken books placed with insects?"

Not to mention the two powerful people who did not see the dragon's peak. At this time, Taizhi, Taixu, Taijing, Taixuan, Taichong, and Taicheng several real people gathered in the "Daogong Hall".

There are two other real people, Taihang and Taidu, who Lin Zhao had never met. Taihang is good at refining alchemy. He has mastered a pill recipe a few years ago and has been in seclusion. Taidu has been traveling in Lingzhou, the southern region, and at this time he also turned around the mountain gate.

"Junior brother, your disciple is really a talented person. At present, his talent is not inferior to the four geniuses of the sect!" Taizhi Zhenren stroked his white beard, with a satisfied smile in his eyes, and he slowly spoke to Taixu Zhenren.

"Senior brother praised me. This kid will go wild when he doesn't pay attention and make you laugh!" Taixu Zhenren put his hands in the Taoist robe, and his face was as if he was criticizing his disciples.

But the expression on his face made the real people present see through his inner thoughts at a glance.

"Junior Brother Taixu, is this the closed disciple you have taken? Senior Brother Taizhi said it is very good. I think it is not inferior to the three heavenly fire of the Sanyang Divine Fire Sect!" Zhendu also expressed his appreciation.

"Senior Brother Taidu, let's not talk about this kid. Have you gained something for your exploration of southern Xinjiang this time?" Taixu Zhenren changed the topic and did not want his disciples to be the focus.

"My senior brothers, junior brothers, junior sisters, I have gained a lot this time to go to southern Xinjiang and am just about to talk to you." Taidu Zhenren first bowed to all his classmates and then continued to talk.

"A major event happened in southern Xinjiang last year. An elder of the Qicai Immortal Sect who was good at cultivating strange insects successfully cultivated the six-winged golden cicada that had been cut off for tens of thousands of years. However, they did not expect that the six-winged golden cicada was born fierce. The elder was killed by him and escaped. The Qicai Immortal Sect group went out to capture the six-winged golden cicada, but he was cruel and natural and good at killing. He killed three elders and more than ten disciples. At this time, the Six-winged Golden Cicada had escaped without a trace. The Qicai Immortal Sect was searching and pursuing Lingzhou in the southern region."

"Well, as one of the four major sects in Lingzhou, the Seven Colorful Immortal Sect has been passed down for more than tens of thousands of years. Why is it so unbearable? The spirit insects that he trained for himself have turned around? This is too funny!" Tai Chengzhen was impatient and said directly to make fun of him.

"Yes, the Qicai Immortal Sect is known for cultivating and commanding spirit insects. Why did the 80-year-old mother become nervous this time? It's really incredible!" Taihang Zhenren also spoke.

Several real people in the hall made fun of each other. However, Taichong Zhenren suddenly said, "Senior Brother Taidu, will there be any news coming out in the future?"

"Mr. Taichong is worthy of being responsible for information and is indeed keen. Later, there was a rumor in the spiritual world of Lingzhou, the Southern Region that the reason why the Six-winged Golden Cicada was able to escape was that the Yunling Heavenly Demon Palace took action. Later, not only the Seven Colorful Immortal Sect was trying their best to capture the Six-winged Golden Cicada, but also the powerful sects in the entire Lingzhou of Lingzhou, such as the Gods and Demons, Qingwei Sect, Qingyun Valley, Beast Warrior Mountain, Tongming Sword Sect, and a large number of casual cultivators also intervened, hoping to conquer the Six-winged Golden Cicada. What is interesting is that after the Six-winged Golden Cicada escaped from the Seven Colorful Immortal Sect in the Southern Region, although its escape route was winding and changeable, it was generally all the way north." Taidu Zhenren first praised Taichong Zhenren, and then told him.

After listening to the words of Taidu Zhenren, a sudden silence in the Dharma Propagation Hall. All the real people were thinking about the intention contained in it. Combined with the previous actions of Yunling Heavenly Demon Palace against the Three Yang Divine Fire Sect, there was too much room for association in the middle.

The six-winged golden cicada ranks sixth on the list of strange insects. The six-winged golden cicada can break the space, hide, kill, and fight for a long time. It has a fierce temperament and a hard body, which is better than the essence of gold.

If you can conquer, you will not only be the best mount, but also the best helper for fighting. It is really cool and safe to accompany you when you go out.

In addition, for high-level monks, their bodies are simply the best second-distraction carrier. But it is more difficult to conquer than to ascend to heaven, but this is true for people. Some people always think that if they succeed in subdue, they will not ascend to heaven in one step.

"Junior Brother Taichong, immediately send a message to his fellow disciples outside and pay close attention to the movements of the Six-winged Golden Cicada. But my disciple of Shenxiao Sect is strictly prohibited from participating in this matter. If you dare to violate it, you will definitely understand the majesty of the sect's laws!" Taizhi Zhenren looked solemn and ordered directly.

"Yes, senior brother, I will send a message immediately!" Taichong Zhenren bowed his order and immediately began to execute.

"Junior Brother Taixu, you use magic to deduce this matter and understand the movements of the Six-winged Golden Cicada in advance!"

"Junior Sister Taijing, starting today, she will upgrade the mountain protection formation to a higher level, and actively monitor the radius of Longshou Peak within 5,000 miles, and pay attention to the movements of the demon clan at any time."

Taizhi Zhenren issued two orders in a row, and Taixu Zhenren and Taijing Zhenren both responded to each other.

The true people in the Dharma Propagation Hall treated the Six-winged Golden Cicada strictly. Most of the other monks below the Pill-Entering Stage of Longshou Peak also left the cave at this time and looked at Lin Zhao above. Although they didn't know what happened, they didn't care if they saw that none of the real elders of other courtyards showed up. After watching for a while, they returned to the cave and were busy with their own affairs.

Lin Zhao cast boxing for two hours in a row before he felt that his true energy was insufficient, so he slowly lowered his body.

If you don’t practice boxing for a year, it’s like if you don’t smoke for half a day in your previous life. You feel uncomfortable all over and you always feel something less. After practicing boxing, you will feel comfortable all over and fit every pore in your body.

Back at his cave, Lin Zhao sat down on the cushion in the training room and began to meditate and cultivate Qi.

This practice lasted for five hours. I felt the spiritual power in my body spread, and the liquefied true energy flowed like a river in the meridians of the body, slowly tempering every cell in my body until the meridians swelled and could not persist. Lin Zhao knew that it was time to finish the exercise.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a white light flashed through his eyes. Lin Zhao quietly felt the true energy in the Qi sea, and was constantly flowing towards the Huangting of the Middle Dantian, knowing that his practice in the Liquid Transformation Realm was about to be completed.

Even though he didn't get up, Lin Zhao closed his eyes again, selected a water movement technique in his mind, and began to comprehend.

In the past year, Lin Zhao has remembered the classics of the entire Taoist Palace in his mind, and he has never deliberately counted how many arts and techniques he has in his mind.

If you don’t comprehend one by one, it will be just a memory and cannot be truly transformed into the resource for practice. This is not what Lin Zhao wishes. Therefore, now is a good time to comprehend and understand it and turn it into a real cultivation of action.

The cave is silent, and time passes without realizing it. This is practice, full of loneliness and unbearable nature. Even if you enter the immortal gate, you will have no chance of being in the great way and you will be in vain.

It is precisely: the martial arts are accomplished through countless martial arts, and all the methods are in the heart!
Chapter completed!