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I saw that among the many disciples in the square, some were obsessed with listening, some were scratching their heads, some were excited with their faces, and some were confused with their faces...

The third elder's eyes paused for a moment when he saw Qiao Yunzi still sitting upright, carefully savoring the various things about the Wind Avenue, his eyes flashed. The third elder's eyes were filled with admiration, and nodded slightly, and stood up and left.

In the square, some disciples reacted quickly. When they saw the third elder leaving, they hurriedly bowed and shouted: "Greatly send the third elder!" Some disciples were still immersed in the artistic conception of the Great Way of Wind told by the Third Elder, and their understanding of the Great Way of Wind, constantly referring to and improving...

Qiao Yunzi was one of them, and Jun Yu was the same. Seeing that Jun Yu had not yet woken up from his understanding, Liu Han smiled slightly, looked at Jun Yu carefully, turned around and walked towards the top of Zhuyun Peak.

After two more hours, the square was already empty, Jun Yu gradually woke up from the artistic conception of Fengzhidao. He glanced at the empty square, his expression was slightly unnatural, and he smiled awkwardly, and then turned around and left.

On the top of Zhuyun Peak, Jun Yu meditated in the quiet room, continuing to understand the artistic conception of the Great Way of Wind that the Third Elder talked about.

"It turns out that the Great Way of Wind can turn clouds into rain, rain into fog, and fog into clouds..." Jun Yu closed his eyes tightly, carefully comprehending the mystery of the Great Way of Wind, and along this axis, he gradually realized the role of the Great Way of Wind in the heaven and earth, and in the movement of all things in nature.

The great way of wind is wider than what Jun Yu had to understand before. The movement of heaven and earth requires the participation of wind, which is everywhere. The growth of all things cannot be separated from the spread of wind and the baptism of wind. The changes in cold and heat cannot be separated from the mobilization of wind, the regulation of yin yang, and the harmony of wind.

As Jun Yu continued to understand, Jun Yu also knew that he would not make much progress when he continued to stay on Zhuyun Peak to meditate quietly. There was still half a year left before the three-year enrollment period in the inner courtyard. If Jun Yu wanted to get a famous teacher on Zhuyun Peak in the inner courtyard, then the current realm of Fengdao would probably not be enough.

After entering the inner courtyard, because the life cycle is long and it takes experience to comprehend the great way, the inner courtyard also does not restrict the disciples from going out of the mountain gate and going out to experience.

Jun Yu had finished his clothes in the stone house. Looking at Ling'er who was still sleeping, he frowned and gently picked up Ling'er, walked quickly under Zhuyun Peak.

Jun Yu still came to the Spiritual Medicine Hall of Foreign Affairs. In the Foreign Affairs Hall, all kinds of disciples wearing red and orange clothes were wearing envious and fearful eyes, and their hearts were filled with emotion.

Jun Yu still entrusted Ling'er to Chen Hu. Chen Hu is now at the level of a military general and has a good cultivation level in the outer courtyard. Jun Yu is very relieved to hand Ling'er over to him.

After leaving the mountain gate, Jun Yu's spiritual power changed and he turned into a burly middle-aged man, galloping towards Fulong County.

Fulong County, Yanhuan's residence.

"Sister, I am a new innate person and I have to experience it alone. I am afraid that there will be fewer opportunities in the future..." Looking at each other, Jun Yu opened his mouth first.

"Jun Yu, sister knows that your achievements are limitless, but you are still young, so be more careful when going out." Yan Huan looked at Jun Yu who had regained his appearance, and felt that the gap between him and Jun Yu was getting bigger and bigger. Unconsciously, he felt a little sad and said much less.

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"Eagle, you have the speed as fast as the wind, the force as strong as the wind, and the elegant posture as the wind..."

Suddenly, the strong wind howled, rolling dark clouds in the sky, and a heavy rain was about to thunder.

In a storm, on the hillside, the rain used the wind to bombard the entire hillside trees. It also drove the soil on the hillside, forming a rolling mudslide in the rain, rolling down from the hillside, making a huge rumbling sound, wrapped with huge stones, breaking the thick trees to the waist!

The mudslide rushed into the clear stream, rendering the entire stream into a turbid yellow se, splashing large waves of water.

"The wind, your tyranny is full of cry that makes life tremble, destroying everything, making people tremble..."

The storm comes quickly and goes quickly. In half the incense stick, the clouds clear and the fog dissipated, and the warm light reappeared on this violently abused hillside and the stream with the rising water surface. The rumbling sound of water brought fogs.

"This is the clouds make rain for the wind, the rain makes water for the wind, and the water makes fog for the wind..." Jun Yu's understanding of wind became more and more profound.

Under the hillside, some trees swept by strong winds are still growing tenaciously and are becoming more and more prosperous. Some small trees are blown to the ground by strong winds, or are uprooted by mudstones, or broken in the middle.

"Wind, your strength makes the weak cut off their lives and make the powerful stronger..." Jun Yu sighed softly and turned around and left.

Three miles later, Jun Yu came to Qianyang County and rested in Yuezhonglou. Then he found out that Chenxi was not in Qianyang County, and he was a little disappointed.

In the evening, Jun Yu was on the top of Yuezhong Building, leaning against a pot of ink phoenix wine in the window, looking up at the bright moon. From then on, he saw that the bright moon was as big as a jade plate, emitting a soft brilliance.

"One person, one month, a pot of wine, but it turned into three figures..." Jun Yu felt a little melancholy and said softly.

Afterwards, after drinking a bottle of ink phoenix, Jun Yu cleaned up his depressed feelings and began to observe the "Wind Spirit Map" in his heart. When Jun Yu saw it, it was midnight. His heart suddenly became cheerful about what he saw and heard in this month, as if the scenes of the past were being staged in his heart.

"It's only one step away from fully understanding the Great Way of Wind, but I don't know where this step is..." Jun Yu put away the "Wind Spirit Map" and fell asleep with his clothes.

The next morning, Jun Yu left Qianyang County and headed directly to the Yinxian Valley in the west. The trip was twenty thousand miles away from Yinxian Valley. Jun Yu felt both eager expectation and melancholy in his heart, and was even more afraid that everything had changed when they met. The speed under his feet was getting faster and faster.

Along the way, cities gradually became rare, but mountains gradually increased. Twenty thousand miles later, Jun Yu passed through a towering mountain and came to a huge valley surrounded by spiritual energy, in front of the Hidden Immortal Valley.

Jun Yu felt more and more nervous, and even his throat became a little dry. He quickly adjusted his emotions, returned to his normal appearance, and looked at the gate of Yinxian Valley.
Chapter completed!