Yin Ning thought for a long time, but she couldn't figure out what the wind and fallen leaves that just appeared meant. She entered the state of trance again, and at this time she opened her eyes as if she had opened her third eye, and saw something even more incredible.
scene.
She seemed to see Xuanmu's figure in the picture. Xuanmu's figure gradually solidified in her sight and became more and more obvious, which surprised her.
"Wood, haha...!" Yin Ning smiled, but the figure of Xuan Mu drifted away. This made Yin Ning suddenly open his eyes and murmured: "What's going on? Leaves and wind, and
Xuanmu. What’s the connection?”
"The appearance of black wood is not strange, but the wind and leaves...!"
Yin Ning's face became more and more solemn, and her eyes were full of doubts. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she murmured: "Could the wind represent me? And the leaves represent the mysterious wood?"
"But, if that's the case, why is there a picture of leaves falling in the wind? What is this? Why?" Yin Ning's sadness rose from the bottom of her heart at this moment. She seemed to have thought of something, and her expression showed disbelief. "
Will I be the destination of Xuanmu? What does the fallen leaves blown by the wind mean?"
"I don't want the black wood to become fallen leaves. I don't want...!" Yin Ning suddenly screamed in a daze, and the immortal energy in his body suddenly reversed.
Xuanmu, who was sitting cross-legged, noticed this scene and quickly flashed through the air, rushing into the violent storm again. He grabbed Yin Ning out again and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Why not? Did you have a nightmare?"
"Are you okay?" Yin Ning had forgotten to answer and grabbed Xuanmu's hand in a panic, looking confused and helpless. "As long as you're okay, it's okay!!"
"Girl, you're fine, how could anything happen to me?" Xuanmu didn't have that cynical tone at all, but instead said with a look of comfort.
Yin Ning gradually woke up. She raised her head and stared at the black wood carefully, her eyes motionless.
"What's wrong with you? What frightened you inside?" Xuanmu's face was full of confusion. He didn't expect that Yin Ning would be a different person when he went in again.
"It's okay." Yin Ning tilted her head lightly, then breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "I'm going in. You don't have to protect me anymore." With that, she rushed towards the storm.
Xuanmu looked at Yin Ning's leaving figure and wanted to call out this stubborn little girl. In the end, he did not shout.
Yin Ning stepped into the storm again. In the storm, her whole body shone with light. Invisible forces bombarded the body-protecting light, causing her to vomit blood several times. But she still sat there cross-legged.
Sit still.
Time flew by, and a month passed quickly. During this month, Yin Ning's cultivation level gradually increased. After being tortured by the strong wind, she finally reached the bottleneck of the entry-level stage of the immortal body.
Reaching the bottleneck means that it is difficult to increase her cultivation. She finally slowly opened her eyes, and everything was dark under her eyes. However, she sank ten feet below the storm. As soon as she sat down
When she was still, she felt that the tearing power of the strong wind was obviously more violent than the one above, and the strong winds tore her body crazily.
The bones in the body seemed to have been swallowed up by the strong wind. Not only did there appear pain after the violent bone fragmentation, but there was also an extremely strong feeling of weakness. It felt as if all the bones and veins in the body had been crushed into powder by the strong wind.
generally.
She gritted her teeth and sat down cross-legged in the strong wind. Her facial muscles showed signs of twitching from time to time, and her face was pale and even more haggard.
As she sat down, it was as if the heaven and the earth had stopped moving. The person had become one body in the storm. She endured the raging wind, and her consciousness quickly spread out, capturing the traces of the storm one by one. It seemed that in her mind
There was already a glimmer of understanding. Then, the immortal energy in his body circulated rapidly, and all the blood vessels in his body were occupied by the blue-gray immortal energy and started to circulate on their own.
At this moment, Yin Ning opened her eyes again in the darkness. A blue-gray light appeared in the darkness, and the light seemed to break through the endless darkness.
After advancing to the level of Immortal Body, Yin Ning's body sank ten feet high into the storm again. The sound of the wind became more violent, and Yin Ning's resistance to the strong wind also increased.
Quite a bit. Facing this endless storm, her complexion gradually softened.
Xuanmu watched this scene silently, a look of worry couldn't help but show on his face. He was afraid that Yin Ning was eager for quick success and would accidentally die here. After all, the danger level of this wind outlet was even for him.
I don't dare to act rashly here either.
Unexpectedly, Yin Ning did not have any accidents. As time passed, another three months passed in the blink of an eye. Yin Ning's body was motionless in the air, and Xuan Mu did not move in the air, just for Yin Ning's quiet
Waiting.
"It's reached the bottleneck period again. How many months has it been?" Yin Ning opened her eyes from sitting cross-legged and murmured to herself in a low voice. "It seems that we still have to sink a little deeper."
While she was thinking, her body slowly descended to the center of the storm below.
The storm roared violently, rolling her body around. Although her body was tossed by the wind in the storm, her posture of sitting cross-legged remained unchanged. Seeing this scene, Xuanmu finally
He showed a faint smile. He knew that Yin Ning seemed to have realized something, maybe it was the law of the wind.
Yin Ning's body was originally as heavy as a piece of iron, but at this moment it was like a fallen leaf in the wind, moving lightly with the wind. It was as if she was the wind.
——However, the wind is not her. Apparently she has only realized the wind, but has not yet integrated into the wind, let alone mastered the real wind.
Those who can cast wind may not be able to control the wind between heaven and earth. Just like a blacksmith can make iron into various magic weapons, but may not be able to manipulate the endless iron and stone freely. This is tracing back to the source and pursuing
The most primitive thing is the so-called seeking truth and cultivating oneself.
What we pursue is the power born from heaven and earth, not man-made power. The so-called Tao follows nature, that’s how it is. How can the power between heaven and earth be compared to that of ordinary monks?
Another month passed when Yin Ning's body was exposed to the storm. She tried several times to attack the intermediate stage of her immortal body, but failed. The more anxious she became, the trace of wind immortal energy in her body mysteriously drifted away.
.
But when Yin Ning stopped trying to advance for a long time, she suddenly found that she had inexplicably advanced to the intermediate stage of the Immortal Body. This made her frown slightly. After thinking for a moment, her body moved towards the wind outlet again.
Sinking deep into the depths.
This time she sank more than ten feet under, and her body was still flying in the wind like a fallen leaf. The immortal essence in her body actually showed signs of being absent at this moment. Yin Ning was not in a hurry, but looked at her calmly.
His consciousness constantly captured the wind direction around him, and quickly deduced the wind-moving scenes in his mind.
After deducing for a long time, Yin Ning just discovered the law of the rotation direction of the storm. As a monk in the middle stage of the immortal body, it is not unusual to be able to move in the wind. But if you want to make another breakthrough in your cultivation
, but it is an extremely difficult thing.
Yin Ning didn't feel any spiritual energy around him being refined into wind spiritual power, let alone the transformed immortal energy.
Time flies by without a trace. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed. In this year, Yin Ning's cultivation has only increased a little, but has not improved much. The immortal essence in the blood of his limbs is still the same.
The blood in the veins cannot be replaced.
Yin Ning's expression was a little confused, and she was puzzled. Many details were replayed in her mind one by one. Although these details were constantly replayed, her brows were always furrowed, as if she still had no clue.
After a long time, Yin Ning stood up from the silence. She rushed out of the storm and stopped in front of Xuan Mu. "Let's go. Don't you still have something to do?"
"Why are you still staying in the immortal body?" Xuanmu asked with concern.
"No way, it's too difficult for wind monks to practice. Let's talk about it later." Yin Ning said, and then asked: "Where are you going?"
As soon as Yin Ning asked, Xuanmu's expression suddenly changed, as if he had remembered something. He said, "Let's go see the insect pods."
"Why are you going to see the insect pods again?" Yin Ning frowned slightly.
"Let's go." Xuanmu said, and he had already flown dozens of feet away. Yin Ning's eyes showed a hint of hatred and tenderness. Her eyes were filled with mist, and she followed Xuanmu closely.
In two days, the two of them arrived at the place where Chongpeng was. Xuanmu's consciousness quickly swept into the air and sent out a spiritual thought: "Chongpeng, where are you?"
A spiritual thought came out, but there was no response from the surroundings. There was only the sound of the flaming waves surging and slapping against the stones.
"Insect Peng, where are you?" Xuanmu became anxious. He no longer used his spiritual consciousness to pop it out, but instead roared. With a roar, he immediately raised countless langs of flames. More than ten feet of flames rose into the sky.
At the same time, Xuanmu quickly scanned the sea area with his spiritual consciousness. No trace of the insect tent was found.
"Pyracantha...!" Xuanmu suddenly thought of this person at this moment, and there was a hint of nervousness in his expression. His consciousness expanded the scope of his search again.
In the distance, a figure in red robes quickly walked towards this place. This person bowed to Xuanmu and said, "Senior Xuanmu, don't look for it anymore. That Taoist Fellow Chongpeng has already ascended to the immortal world. That's right."
I’m waiting for you in the fairy world!”
The voice was quite familiar. Xuanmu glanced at it and found that it was Pyrothorn. His expression immediately changed and he said coldly: "Are you serious? How could it be so fast? You haven't ascended yet."
"Fellow Xuanmu should know the origin of that Daoist Chongpeng better than I do. He spent a year refining the Immortal Body to complete it, but it was not difficult! The reason why I have never ascended is because I have never been able to comprehend the Dao realm!
"Pyracantha's expression was serious, and it didn't look like he was lying at all.