As soon as Hai Yunfeng's thoughts were driven, dark red air currents could be vaguely seen floating into the sky in all directions. He dissipated the barrier he had set up, and brought his disciples to this empty place just to teach him a kind of
Xiao Yanliu is extremely talented in technique, and his understanding and learning are the most outstanding among the people he has met. However, in terms of cultivation, he is no different from ordinary monks, so that at the age of fourteen, he can only reach the body level, but Haiyun
Feng is also very aware of the reason why his disciple has such a high talent but his cultivation speed is so slow.
For the current Jiang Yanliu, there are four realms: ordinary, tong, xiu, and da; they all have the same small realms: body, soul, soul, spirit; tonbo, tonbo, tonhun, tongling, and other realms and so on
, the method of cultivation is also like the name, popularize, penetrate, refine, reach the peak, absorb the spiritual energy from the bottom of the world to temper the body, fill the soul, and cultivate spiritual consciousness.
Generally speaking, everyone has an origin core, a demon source, a holy source, a demon source, as well as various attribute sources, such as: wood source, fire source, earth source, etc., as well as half-demon and half-demon sources.
sexual source.
However, after the catastrophe 6,000 years ago, the world was facing a disaster. Now the only thing left is the Holy Source that the people of Daxia have. Its cultivation speed is the slowest among all the Sources, but its cultivation speed is the slowest among all sources.
The strength displayed and the source of magic are equal to the first.
A large number of owners of the demon source can trace their roots back to Nansha, which borders the south of Daxia. The cultivation speed is inferior to that of the fastest demon source, but it is faster than the cultivation speed of the attribute origin. Being powerful comes with danger, and the owners of the demon source must always be careful.
Worried about the backlash of his own strength.
As for the demon source, it is the Spring Degree jointly formed by three countries in the west of Daxia. As the core of the source that is the fastest in cultivation, it is the least powerful. However, those who possess the demon source can practice their unique secret skills of the Spring Degree. Although
It has to pay a big price, but the power it unleashes is no worse than the two sources of saint and demon.
There are also a large number of ice sources in the north. Only under specific regional conditions can their strength be compared with the two sources of saints and demons. Otherwise, they are generally stronger than the demon sources, and the same is true for the attribute sources. As for the others, there is no introduction.
The origin of it is all because in the existing world, those who have it are already very rare and cannot make waves, so they are insignificant.
What Jiang Yanliu has is the Holy Source, and he is a citizen of Daxia, but for special reasons he lives in the north with his master.
"Are you going to sail with the princess of the North to the Academy of the End? Who are the people traveling with you?"
"Yes, Master. Our companions are all princes and nobles from the north. It is said that more than thirty distinguished people will participate in this study voyage."
In addition to the four realms of ordinary, ordinary, and cultivation, there are four major realms. The last realm is the realm of the underworld. Unless the status is noble or the other party has a special identity, anyone who has not reached the realm of the underworld will not be able to reach the realm of the underworld.
Those who are powerful in the realm must all be called Zun Zuo. This is the rule of the entire final world.
"Including my little sister and I, there are a total of eight people who are going to take the exam for Zhongyan Academy this time. They set off from the Northern Capital five days ago and should arrive here at noon tomorrow."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier, brat?" Hai Yunfeng slapped Jiang Yanliu, grabbed his shoulder, and led him away from here into a stream of dark red air.
Hai Yunfeng did not want his disciple to go to Daxia in his heart. This trip would not be as easy as traveling. As fate dictated, trying his best to help Xiao Yanliu wanted to atone for himself.
The dark red air flow passed through the white snow and dry forest at high altitude. The speed was so fast that the silhouettes on both sides turned into thin lines. The peaks rising up into the sky in front gradually became clearer. Sixty-eight poked Tianshan, and there were some small ones hidden at the foot of the mountain.
Monsters hide in trees or snow, and there are even large orcs living in groups on the mountain, who dominate the mountain. This place is also listed as one of the six forbidden areas in the north. Most people dare not approach this place, but Jiang Yanliu's
Home is a peak in the middle of the Sixty-Eight Tianshan Mountains.
Among the major mountain peaks, there is one most majestic main mountain, and the middle level of this main mountain has been flattened in half. On this flattened place grows a big tree that leans on the Tianshan Mountain and grows to the sky. There is a tree facing the mountain.
Cave, this cave is where Jiang Yanliu lived for fourteen years.
The dark red air fell under the tree, and the two of them gradually emerged. Jiang Yanliu staggered forward, holding his head. When he woke up, he saw the woman lying under the big tree hiding from the sun. She had blue and white long hair.
With her hair spread out in all directions, she slept elegantly with the white snow. Her virtue was unparalleled. She was like a frosty beauty, wearing white armor all over her body. The scales distinguished by lines could be faintly seen under the white skin.
"Aunt Han!" Jiang Yanliu shouted and ran towards the woman.
Aunt Han opened her eyes and saw the child coming. She stretched out her hand and followed Jiang Yanliu's strength to stand up and pinched his cheek. She also smiled. She watched Jiang Yanliu grow up and she also fed him. Even though
Even though there was no blood relationship, she regarded him as her own child.
"You came back so early. It seems that Xiao Yanliu has learned all your tricks."
"From what I have learned so far, I should not be stingy with my disciple. In a lifetime, he has probably mastered it. The reason why I came back so early is because Xiao Yanliu is about to start his journey."
Aunt Han held Jiang Yanliu's head in her hands and took a good look: "Is it so fast? I thought it would still be two years!"
Young Jiang Yanliu didn't pay attention to the reluctance in Aunt Han's eyes that refused to let go for a second, and squinted at the master standing aside.
"Da Xia." Aunt Han muttered in her mouth: "The things I want to give to Xiao Yanliu haven't been prepared yet! We can only do this first."
Aunt Han pointed at her chest, and the white light shone, attracting almost all the beasts in the Sixty-Eight Punching Cloud Mountain, but they did not dare to climb the mountain peak at all, and could only look at it from a distance.
An ice-colored scale fell off from Aunt Han's chest. Before Jiang Yanliu could open his eyes, he inserted the scale into his eyebrows. The scale blended in. Jiang Yanliu only felt that his whole body was being attacked by the cold. He took two steps back, panting heavily.
Qi, controlled his own Qi to enter the body to search, and immediately found something strange at the center of his eyebrows. The scale that existed between his eyebrows sent out bursts of coldness and invaded his whole body. His body felt like he was in the ice hell of the North.
Normally, his whole body was devastated by a severe snowstorm. Jiang Yanliu used the power in his body to gradually suppress the scales, and the coldness that his body suffered stopped.
"You have mastered it so quickly. In the future, when I am away, you can use this scale to activate the power of wind and snow to temper your body. It can also temper your soul and help you practice quickly. When you complete your body cultivation, you should be able to use it to perform
The power of wind and snow is also a good attack method."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yanliu hugged her and said, "Aunt Han, you are so kind to me!"
"Okay." Aunt Han patted Jiang Yanliu's back gently: "Originally, I wanted to give you a life-saving device, but I haven't started making it yet. When it is ready, I will ask your master to give it to you."
"Ahem." Hai Yunfeng interrupted, raising his hand and waving down. A gust of wind roared down, scattering the snow in the middle of the cave entrance, revealing a protruding rock, with a black stick stuck on the rock.
The rusty and broken sword, Hai Yunfeng moved his hand, and the miniature barrier hidden on it disappeared.
"Don't be too happy too early. If you don't draw this sword, you must defeat me head-on if you want to attack."
Are you kidding me about defeating my master head-on? Wouldn't it take 20 or 30 years to be able to have the conditions to fight with my master, and that would have to be when the master has not made any progress in the past 20 to 30 years.
Jiang Yan swallowed his saliva and walked towards the handle. An inexplicable cold wind brushed his cheek. A bad premonition surged into his heart, threatening the gloomy danger deep in his heart. He froze in place and did not dare to step forward, but he
His body was out of control, and he got closer step by step, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Looking at his apprentice, he knew that what was supposed to come would eventually come, so he had to step back and make room. Aunt Han was not worried about anything harmful to Xiao Yanliu happening. He was summoned, which meant that everything was destined.
Jiang Yanliu grabbed the hilt of the sword, as if his soul had been pulled out, and there was only a hollow look in his eyes.
"Hai Yunfeng, you are pretentious, thinking that you are extraordinary, and you are trying to break everything that has been determined by your destiny. Little do you know that you have always been a part of the wheel of destiny. Perhaps the best opportunity is to start from now on."
"Humph, yes, I thought I could change, but I didn't expect that everything would end. What about you? The crime you committed cannot be solved by abiding by the agreement. Your trial is not far away.
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"It doesn't matter, as long as I can watch Xiao Yanliu grow up, that's enough."
When he came back to his senses, Jiang Yanliu was already in darkness, unable to see his fingers. Everything was shrouded in darkness. He wanted to use the formation to form a barrier, but found that he could not summon the power at all.
In the darkness, a force suddenly entered Jiang Yanliu's body, and a subtle feeling was climbing up his whole body, loneliness! The loneliness of eternal darkness oppressed his whole body, his heartbeat accelerated, and his breathing quickened. This feeling of loneliness occupied Jiang Yanliu's entire body.
My brain is different from being ignored in the north, and it is also different from being punished by my master and abandoning myself, hiding in the sea, and slowly sinking.
"No, no!"
Jiang Yanliu hugged himself, feeling like he was drowning. He was suffocating. The top seemed like water, and there seemed to be a figure. Jiang Yanliu stretched out his hand to ask for help, but he couldn't reach the figure.
"Help, help me."
Jiang Yanliu lost the ability to open his eyes, and Jiang Yanliu sank. Just a moment later, Jiang Yanliu's chest, the core of his origin, erupted with a little light. A cluster of light penetrated the entire darkness, dividing the dark space, and shot out from his chest.
The light seemed to be trying its best, gradually dimming, and the ray of light it emitted shattered and scattered, forming small light spots scattered in the darkness, embellishment of this star of hope.
Jiang Yanliu was saved because of this, and he stood in the void, looking at the world like the stars at night, and it resonated with his heart.
There was a strong light coming from behind. When I turned around and looked, I saw a huge crescent moon that reflected the light all over Jiang Yanliu. Compared with the giant moon, Jiang Yanliu was only one ten thousandth less powerful.