Life is like rain clouds, sometimes gathering, sometimes dispersing. Long Ling left and didn't even have time to eat dinner. Long Yuan took her to control the wind, and with Long Yuan's foot strength, he probably had already reached thousands of miles away. I used to hear that someone who was good at controlling the wind traveled tens of thousands of miles a day. At that time, I just felt so free and comfortable, but I didn't know that sometimes I hope he could be slower. Slower, Long Ling would walk slower, and Yun Zangfeng could also think more about it. However, the person who left could not come back after all, so what's the difference between faster and slower.

Hengfeng's idle work was not smooth, because Long Ling and Long Yuan were disturbed. Fortunately, Chen Wuxuan was reasonable and only said that people were greedy, the seven emotions and six desires were indelible, the three poisons of greed, anger, ignorance, and the snake swallowed elephant. No wonder Long Ling. Even so, Yun Zangfeng apologized to Chen Wuxuan many times. Others said that it was the magnanimity of others, and that he still had to do enough skills. Everyone experienced a big fight on this day, so after dinner, he went back to the room to rest early. Yun Zangfeng first made a sword for Li Moling for a few days and did not close his eyes. After leaving the customs, he went through a fight and had not had a good rest. When he returned to the room, all kinds of things were like clouds and smoke in his eyes. Long Ling's words left were still echoing in his ears. Even if his eyes were covered with blood, it was difficult to fall asleep.

Looking out the window, the night was as bright as water, and Shushan was worthy of being a place of fairy spirits. The moon was lush and the fairy air rose. The sound of insects sounded throughout the world in this quiet night. There were snoring sounds in Chen Longxiang's room next door. Yun Zangfeng said to himself that it was such a beautiful night. He thought of Chen Longxiang kindly comforting him during dinner during the day, but now he fell asleep. Others treat you well, and that he treats you as a friend. How can you expect others to empathize with him? The more you think about it, Yun Zangfeng felt that his heart was more transparent. Although he still couldn't express his depression, he felt much better.

Yun Zangfeng looked at the crescent moon outside the window and remembered that Fang Tiansheng once said that those who practice martial arts receive the essence of heaven and earth and absorb the spiritual energy of the sun and moon. Some of the techniques are in harmony with the moon color. They specifically need to practice at night when the moon is beautiful, and they often increase their power on such days. Generally, martial artists can also enhance their skills by absorbing the moon and earth. Even if they cannot practice, the Dragon Transformation Art has the effect of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse the body, eliminating impurities, and tempering the body. Since Kunlun has been attacked, troubles have been one after another, and I have let go of the practice. The moon is just right tonight, and it is difficult to fall asleep anyway, so why not take advantage of the moon color to go out to practice.

Yun Zangfeng was impatient, and when he thought of it, he immediately turned over and came out to the place where Li Moling practiced his sword. Before he got close, he heard the sound of cries like Li Moling. Yun Zangfeng said in his heart: "This kid doesn't sleep so late, is he still practicing sword?" Thinking of it, his feet accelerated a few minutes, and in a few breaths, he walked to the edge of the huge rock. With the moonlight, Yun Zangfeng finally saw clearly that it was Li Moling practicing sword. After a few days, Li Moling's three thousand swords had already swung some functions, at least in a decent manner. Li Moling was practicing attentively, and Yun Zangfeng did not disturb him. He flew to the huge rock. Just a beam of moonlight shone on the huge rock. Yun Zangfeng was afraid that the opportunity would be fleeting, so he hurriedly sat cross-legged and then used the Dragon Transformation Art.

As the exercises are running, the moonlight is stripped out a little bit of light particles as thick as the tail fingers. The light particles enter the body along Yun Zangfeng's breathing, wandering in its meridians, and then disappearing, turning into a wisp of blue smoke coming out from Yun Zangfeng's head. After the blue smoke dissipates, a fishy smell remains in the air, which is the smell of the discharged impurities. This cycle is repeated, and the fishy smell in the air becomes stronger and stronger. It breathes ninety-nine times, slightly longer than the other. If Yun Zangfeng has a dantian, this method of internal breathing will probably be practiced by Yun Zangfeng within half a month.

Shushan is worthy of being the realm of the immortal family. The skill of a small Zhoutian is even better than practicing for half a day at Tianqi Peak. This feeling of flying growth quickly made Yun Zangfeng indulge in it. His five senses gradually disappeared, and his heart was empty. There was only the moonlight and him in the world. Apart from that, there was nothing else.

The more you practice the Dragon Transformation Art, the slower you practice it later. After all, it is a broken technique. Although Fang Tiansheng helped Yun Zangfeng several times in ten years, he had extensive knowledge, but he had little contact with the cultivation system and cultural heritage of the demon clan. He often had very different ways of practicing the Dragon Transformation Art in details. In the end, Yun Zangfeng had to give up this idea. Fortunately, the Dragon Transformation Art is profound and profound. I am afraid that he will not be able to exhaust half of the Dragon Transformation Art in his lifetime.

Although the human body has unlimited potential as Ma Hou once said, it always takes a process to tap potential, especially the slowest path of body refining. Just like some masters with extremely high light skills, it is even more difficult to break through that neck because the potential on the surface of the human body has been tapped. If you want to tap deeper potential, you must challenge your own limits again and again. This seems not simple. Yun Zangfeng's body, who has practiced the ten-year Dragon Transformation Art, has become the best in humans in every aspect. Although the surface potential has not been tapped, its growth has begun to become very slow. An improvement like today is enough to make Yun Zangfeng ecstatic.

Yun Zangfeng's body was running nine small circles, which was a large circle. Nine pieces of light like a ball of Lantern Festival rushed into Yun Zangfeng's body. Yun Zangfeng's body quickly swelled, and the huge spiritual energy supported Yun Zangfeng's pain. No matter what species, the body was the most fragile existence. These nine spiritual energy rushed around in his body, just like nine villains racing. The torn swelling pain was almost about to hurt Yun Zangfeng. In the end, the nine spiritual energy gathered in the Dao Dantian, but it seemed that there was no place to live. It merged into one piece and exploded with a bang. A huge amount of spiritual energy overflowed from Yun Zangfeng's acupoints, bringing out the black impurities hidden in the acupoints. Yun Zangfeng was like a deflated ball, shriveling down quickly, and kept gasping for breath, saying inward: "It's true. I still can't practice, and the spiritual energy cannot be stored."

Yun Zangfeng has tried it many times, and each time ended in failure like this time. The Dragon Transformation Art runs a large circle, which is to gather nine spiritual energy into a stream, rush straight into the dantian, breaking through the barrier, and it can also add a lot of spiritual energy to practice. Unfortunately, Yun Zangfeng does not have a dantian, and such a good exercise can only be wasted.

After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Yun Zangfeng opened his eyes to see how Li Moling practiced swordsmanship. Li Moling is able to endure hardships and has talent. No wonder Chen Wuxuan wanted to regard him and Hengfeng as the successors of the head of Shushan. However, this kid is still young and does not know how kind he is. However, it is definitely impossible to be the head of Shushan. Hengfeng is too murderous and has no tolerance. If he is in charge of the head, Shushan will embark on a road of killing. Those who practice martial arts should cultivate the hearts of benevolent people and also cultivate the hearts of Shura. The Buddha still has the vajra's eyes, and the impermanence also has the net to open the side. Although killing and not killing are only between a thought, the principles are very different.

Yun Zangfeng looked down, but he didn't know when Li Moling fainted on the ground, his face was pale and blood-colored. Yun Zangfeng hurriedly jumped off the huge rock and put his fingers on Li Moling's wrist to take his pulse. Fortunately, Yun Zangfeng had learned medical skills for a few days, and there was no problem with emergency treatment. Li Moling's problem was just excessive fatigue. As long as he had a good rest, he would be fine. When Yun Zangfeng took the medicine from the Tongxin Ring, he only thought that Long Ling had left, but Tongxin Ring was still there. There were lovers and heavens. Can this Tongxin Ring pull the two back together? When he went out, Ma Houshu gave Yun Zangfeng a handful of pills, which were detoxified, stopped bleeding, and relieved swelling and pain. When he left the Ouyang family, the Ouyang family leader also gave some, and it was just at this time that he could use it.

Li Moling woke up slowly and found himself lying on the huge rock next to Yun Zangfeng. The elder brother next to him was holding a jar of wine in his hand. He didn't know whether it was a good wine, but he often heard others say that good wine would be full of wine. The wine was fragrant and the wine tasted thick and pure, and it should be a jar of wine. When he saw Yun Zangfeng take a sip, tears flowed out, and he said, "Since it's not a good wine, it's so hard to drink, Brother Yun, don't drink it."

Yun Zangfeng didn't look back and said, "What do you know? This is called the same drunkenness as heaven and earth, and there is no more trouble."

Li Moling said, "Why don't I understand? Although I don't speak much, I remember most of what my senior brother and the others said. They said that wine and sex erode people's bones. When they met those embroidered pillows that were strong outside and dry at the outside, they often said that their bodies were hollowed out by wine and sex. It can be seen that wine and sex are not a good thing. They also said that drinking sorrow is even more sad. When the heart is bitter, the wine that drinks are bitter."

Yun Zangfeng said, "It's a good thing. It's a pity that a thousand cups of bitter wine can relieve the worries in his heart. The bitterness is a little bitter, but it's still a good medicine. Don't talk about me, tell me, do you know that you fainted just now? What's going on?" As he said that, he poured a big mouthful of bitter wine into his mouth.

When Li Moling heard the topic, he turned back to himself, and touched his head embarrassedly, and said, "I don't know either. Today I got the double swords and was happy. I couldn't sleep at night, so I wanted to come out to practice. Somehow I got into the spirit. When I practiced for 2,000 times, I just felt that my whole body was gone, and I knew nothing when I saw it dark."

Yun Zangfeng handed the wine jar to Li Moling and said, "Take a sip." Li Moling did not hesitate at all, and then took a big sip, choking and tears flowed. Yun Zangfeng laughed and said, "Moling, do you know, the most taboo thing about practicing martial arts is to be restless and impatient. The old man said that desire is not enough. You work too hard every day and lose all your energy. It makes sense for Brother Heng to let you practice three thousand salaries, and it will put a load on your body when you get it out. In the future, you should pay attention to the combination of work and rest, don't be fooled, and practice it without any chance. I passed on your set of breathing skills, probably Shushan also has it. You can combine the two. I passed on your set of skills, but it is a bit difficult for you to refine your body. Shushan's skills should be internal cultivation, which can make you become an immortal by using swords."

A trace of excitement flashed in Li Moling's eyes and asked, "Be serious? If you pass on me, when I report to the head, I will pass on Shushan's mind method to you."

Yun Zangfeng touched his head: "You are young, but you are a martial arts tycoon. Thank you for your kindness, but my situation is a bit special. If you can't practice these skills, don't worry about me." After saying that, he taught Li Moling the method of breathing in the Dragon Transformation Art one by one. Li Moling sat cross-legged and after practicing only one cup of tea, he felt a little more comfortable and full of strength.

However, Li Moling was a child after all, and it was really embarrassing to let him sit for a long time. After a moment, Li Moling asked, "Brother Yun, that day, that beautiful sister told you that you would meet a member of her tribe in the future and asked you to treat her well. How did she know that she could tell fortunes?"
Chapter completed!