However, this is not a problem for him. Wu Xiangyuan can often learn from one example and even do better. With the foundation of the small-achieving realm of earth's artistic conception, he only took a quarter of an hour to upgrade the artistic conception of sand to the small-achieving realm. After reaching this realm, Wu Xiangyuan knew that it would not be so easy to improve further.
So he focused his energy on finding Feng's eyes, because although he had already understood the artistic conception of sand and had reached the level of small success, to control such an artistic conception space, he still had to consume true energy.
Although the consumption is much less than before, the amount consumed in such an environment is still very large. If you don’t find a way, the true energy in his body may have been consumed before the sand storm stops. Then he is very clear about what will happen to him.
However, it is not easy to find the wind eye. This is a large storm that has affected hundreds of miles of radius. Therefore, Wu Xiangyuan felt at a loss.
"How did this sandstorm form?" Wu Xiangyuan thought while looking aimlessly. Suddenly, he sensed the wind and sand around him and suddenly understood. The reason why sandstorms can be formed is mainly because of the wind. Therefore, to find the eye of the wind, we must start from this aspect.
He thought it was right. After he combined the artistic conception of wind and the artistic conception of sand, his perception ability in the sandstorm suddenly broke through dozens of miles. Moreover, as his understanding of the artistic conception of wind and sand deepened, the scope of this perception became larger and larger.
Moreover, the soul power can easily reach his artistic conception, and further expands the range of perception of the entire sandstorm. In this way, as his perception deepens, his perception range quickly breaks through a hundred miles.
However, this was his ultimate, but it was enough. He quickly found the eye of the wind and successfully entered the eye of the wind and found that it was indeed the same as the legendary one, and the eye of the wind was indeed extremely calm, and even formed a windless and sand zone of three feet in radius.
However, this windless and sand zone is moving at all times and its speed is very fast. However, this is not difficult for Wu Xiangyuan. With his speed, he can certainly keep up with this speed.
In this way, I don’t know how long it took, but I only know that the true energy in Wu Xiangyuan’s body had been exhausted and his body strength had been almost exhausted. He would not keep up with the speed of the movement of the wind eye and was about to fall into crisis again.
At this moment, the sandstorm finally calmed down, and Wu Xiangyuan was also freed from the sandstorm. Thinking of the horror of the sandstorm, Wu Xiangyuan couldn't help but be afraid. If he hadn't had some means, he would have been ruined by the sea of sand.
Therefore, he became more and more worried about the three sisters of the Gong family. Although he was worried about the three sisters of the Gong family, the most important thing for him now was to restore the consumed power. So he sat cross-legged and started practicing immediately, and his whole body instantly entered a state of Taoism and nature.
After a while, Wu Xiangyuan finally woke up and his whole body returned to his peak. So he rose up with his legs, patted the sand and stones on his butt, and took out a set of clothes to put on. Although there was no one here, he still didn't want to run naked.
Then he began to investigate the surrounding situation and found that a ruin appeared a hundred feet away, only a small part of the building was exposed, and most of the rest were buried in the sand. However, this was indeed a ruin, and he was sure that it was a ruin that had not been discovered. This was also exposed by this sandstorm.
Seeing the ruins, Wu Xiangyuan couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He ran towards the ruins without thinking. In just a few breaths, he arrived at the building of the ruins.
It is obvious that this is a very ancient building, and it is very damaged. However, it is easy to know that this is the roof of the pavilion and other places. Wu Xiangyuan kicked it with his feet and found that the wood was still very tough. It is hard to imagine what kind of wood it is. After so long erosion, it is still so strong. It is really incredible, but he didn't know what kind of wood it is.
However, I was even more surprised. If I could use this precious wood to build a house, then this ruin must have been an amazing sect or noble in ancient times. So Wu Xiangyuan began to dig without saying a word.
Since he has understood the artistic conception of sand and has also reached the level of small success, as long as Wu Xiangyuan expands the artistic conception space, he will easily drill into the sand, and the speed is very fast.
He dived down along the building and found that the building was surprisingly large. He spent a cup of tea to reach the eaves. It can be imagined how magnificent the building was at the beginning. However, most of the glazed tiles used for covering were damaged, and the carvings were worn out by the wind and sand.
Wu Xiangyuan didn't think much about it, and dived down from the eaves. The carvings and dragons and phoenixes on the building were constantly presented to him, making him feel deeply moved. It can be imagined how prosperous this place was.
"Wuwang Pavilion"
When he dived to more than a dozen times, a huge plaque appeared in front of him, and a domineering aura rushed out of the plaque, which made people suddenly feel the urge to kneel down. This momentum was actually much stronger than the master of the Guqi realm he met.
However, Wu Xiangyuan's will was so firm that he quickly flowed his entire body and instantly eliminated the momentum. However, his heart was shocked.
Then he looked at the plaque and saw that the plaque was still emitting a little bit of light. With it as the center, a sandless space was formed within a radius of one meter. Therefore, Wu Xiangyuan could clearly see the three big words written on the plaque.
The characters are written in ancient characters, and just one character occupies an area of four or five zhang in radius. So he estimated that this plaque is at least ten or twenty zhang long and seven or eight zhang wide. Wu Xiangyuan seems very small in front of this plaque. It can be imagined that these three characters can be seen clearly from a very distant place.
These three words are majestic. Even after such a long period of erosion, Wu Xiangyuan felt its domineering pressure, which made him dare not approach easily. At this moment, he realized that the momentum just now should have been emitted by these three words, which also reminded Wu Xiangyuan of the domineering spirit of the person who wrote these three words.
Originally, Wu Xiangyuan wanted to observe these three words more, but after just a look, he felt dizzy and almost fainted, which made him dare not take a look more. However, just this glance gave him a sense of enlightenment, and his understanding of martial arts was significantly deepened.
"Baby", this is the first word that Wu Xiangyuan thought of at the beginning. At the same time, he also knew that these three words must have been written by a peerless strong man at that time. The words clearly incorporated the martial arts artistic conception of this strong man.
Wu Xiangyuan only now understood why even the sand could not invade the 10-meter-meter-a-meter-meter-a-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-like range of this plaque was originally caused by the martial arts artistic conception in the characters.
Therefore, Wu Xiangyuan's instinctive idea was to take it down and take it for himself. Although he could not observe it more now, as his strength grew, he could definitely observe and understand the artistic conception. Moreover, he could also observe and understand it for his master and other intimate people.
So he was about to take down the plaque, but when he was just ten feet away, the domineering aura was about to repel him.
"Hmph, it's just a dead thing, and he dares to stop me." Who is Wu Xiangyuan? How could he be frightened by this mere momentum? Although this momentum is much stronger than that of ordinary masters in the solid Qi realm, it is just momentum. Wu Xiangyuan doesn't believe that he can't bear such momentum, so he also raised his own aura.