() Found the way home!

Feeling a severe pain, Jiang Lingyue's face changed, but her eyes did not retreat at all. Instead, she made her first reaction in an instant, and suddenly slashed the purple sword in her hand towards the direction where her shoulders were—

"Crash!"

The sword that Wenxin Zi Di turned into is so sharp that even if the black-scaled beast's leather armor is so strong, it was directly stabbed by Wenxin Zi Di.

"Roar..." The black-scaled beast is almost invincible in this space on weekdays. Any creature that breaks into it will only end up with their mouths.

Therefore, this black-scaled beast never expected that it would clearly come out to find food, but it would become the dead soul under Jiang Lingyue's sword.

"The first." Seeing the black-scaled beast lying at Jiang Lingyue's feet, Yu Jiuxiao raised his eyes slightly, paused on her shoulders, and said, "The black-scaled beast came from the space crack and went from the space crack. If you want to capture their traces of action, you can only rely on your heart... You don't want to see you finish your mission by killing one thousand enemies and killing eight hundred of them."

"Yes!" Jiang Lingyue was trained respectfully, took out the spiritual medicine to stop bleeding, and then lifted her sword again and moved forward slowly.

The space cracks appear and disappear from time to time, blurring the vision, and the endless gale winds storm and disturbing the hearing. Here, it is almost impossible to find things with your eyes and ears.

After being guided by Yu Jiuxiao, Jiang Lingyue calmed down and held her breath to concentrate. Finally, she closed her eyes and began to feel the surrounding gale wind, the emergence of space, and the fluctuations of spiritual power around her.

"Here, you must learn to count with one's heart. Not only do you need to feel the gale wind, space cracks and spiritual power fluctuations, but you also need to borrow them for yourself and learn how to go with the wind..."

Yu Jiuxiao's voice came again.

Borrow them for your own use?

Walk with the wind?

Upon hearing this, a flash of inspiration flashed in Jiang Lingyue's mind, and the lotus steps of the breeze had already started.

Since there is a word "wind" in the Qingfeng Lotus Step, it is like wind when it is running. At this time, you can even borrow enough wind in the place where the strong wind is raging.

"The wind comes, and walks with the wind. When the wind goes, I am Wei Ran..."

Even in this space, Yu Jiuxiao's voice was never affected by the gale wind and the cracks in the space. It was still so slow, elegant and gentle, and every word was clearly transmitted into Jiang Lingyue's ears.

The wind comes, and walks against the wind...

A gust of wind blew, Jiang Lingyue's toes slight and her figure was already moving forward with the wind.

The wind is gone, I am Wei Ran...

The strong wind reversed, and Jiang Lingyue paused, and his figure was as if it was as tall as a mountain. Wei Ran remained motionless.

Use one-pointed numbers...

While controlling the wind, he skillfully avoids space cracks and feels the fluctuations of spiritual power with all his heart.

"Swish!" At this moment, a black-scaled beast emerged from the crack in the space that had just appeared and pounced on Jiang Lingyue.

The latter caught the traces of its spiritual power fluctuations within three feet of it, and stabbed it out with a sword.

"Swish!" The long sword passed by the black-scaled beast's leather armor, and a few drops of blood fell. The pain-induced black-scaled beast roared and rushed into a crack in the space.

"The speed is not enough!" Jiang Lingyue frowned. Without Yu Jiuxiao's reminder, she already felt her shortcomings. She kept thinking about the previous scenes in her mind and reflecting on her shortcomings.

"call out!"

Finally, another black-scaled beast appeared.

The moment it appeared, Jiang Lingyue had already captured its spiritual power fluctuations and stabbed it with a sword without hesitation.

"Puchi!" This time, the black-scaled beast was stabbed by her sword...

"Success!" Jiang Lingyue's face was happy, and she turned to look at a master who was standing ten feet behind her like an invisible person, her eyes full of joy.

"You can teach me." Yu Jiuxiao nodded in praise, "Continue."

"yes!"

...

Day 7.

Jiang Lingyue was able to catch three hundred black-scaled beasts in one day.

After walking out of the last hundred meters, she finally traveled through this space.

In the past seven days, she not only practiced the Qingfeng Lotus Step to great success, but also was able to move with the wind and keep the wind in hand.

It is easy to control the wind, but it takes hard practice to completely integrate your body into the wind when facing the enemy without being heard by the enemy.

Even Jiang Lingyue didn't know whether he could fully integrate into the wind and come first when facing the enemy.

Just as she barely stepped out of this space, she saw that the entire secret realm suddenly became dark, and then she saw that the entire space seemed to be twisted and broken.

"Is this... the secret realm going to be closed?"

Jiang Lingyue's heart moved and looked at Yu Jiuxiao. The latter nodded, and his figure disappeared into the space instantly, and he had already returned to Hongmeng Tower.

As soon as he returned to Hongmeng Tower, Yu Jiuxiao felt his heart sinking, his face suddenly turned pale, and with a "puff!" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Master!" Jing Chen's expression suddenly changed when he heard the sound, and he hurriedly said, "Master, please go into seclusion quickly and don't come out of seclusion easily!"

"It's okay!" Yu Jiuxiao raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes faint, and there was no sign of emotion.

"Your Majesty, you have not healed any serious injuries you suffered three thousand years ago. Now you have repeatedly come out of the tower to help Ling Yue despite the rules of the Heavenly Dao. If you continue like this, you will find the existence of Youth..." Jing Chen looked at Yu Jiuxiao like this, and became more worried. No one knows better than him what happened thousands of years ago.

"I have a conclusion in my heart." Yu Jiuxiao slowly stood up after wiping away the blood.

He was wearing purple clothes and looked up at the Hongmeng Tower in front of him. His eyes were stained with golden light on the top of the tower, becoming more mysterious and cold, making people unable to look directly.

"Jingchen knew that Jiuxiao Zun was the master of this continent ten thousand years ago, so he did not dare to offend him. It was just that Zun had suffered a divine disaster three thousand years ago, and his soul was damaged. If he did not go to the seventh floor of Hongmeng Tower to retreat, once he was noticed by those little ones, he would be afraid..."

Jingchen's expression was slightly bitter. He didn't know that Lord Jiuxiao was worried about Jiang Lingyue, so he was unwilling to go into seclusion. However, Lord Jiuxiao's soul injury was too serious. If he continued like this for a long time, he was afraid... not to mention the decline in cultivation, he would have even more life worries!

"Your Majesty, Ling Yue is no longer a helpless child. She has the protection of the Bai family in the Holy Rock Kingdom. Even if she leaves the Holy Rock Kingdom, the man named Xinglan will take good care of her. There is also Long Wu smile. As the saint of Xuan Ji Palace, although her cultivation is not high, it is not difficult to take care of Ling Yue with her back. If the young eagle does not fly by itself, it will be impossible to grow. It is time for Miss Ling Yue to grow up by herself!"

"No need to say it anymore!" Yu Jiuxiao waved his hand, silently, and finally nodded and said, "I understand what you said! Forget it, just as you said, Xiao Shijiu's path will eventually be gone by himself. It's time for me to go into seclusion!"
Chapter completed!