Qin Di came to the door of Qifeng Tower, took out a token of Lingxiao Palace disciples and shook it, then held his head up and stepped into the building.

This scene fell into the eyes of the old man who sold immortal talismans in the distance, almost scaring him to death!

"Ah? This person is actually a disciple of Lingxiao Palace? He is broken, it's over! I'm going to have big trouble!"

"Hey, he didn't say a word! Is it so vicious? Through the transmission of spiritual sense, someone else came to catch me?"

The old man hesitated whether to escape quickly, but the entire Qixing was occupied by Lingxiao Palace. Even if he wanted to escape, where could he escape?

Thinking about this, he simply stayed there with a pale face, not daring to move.

After a while, seeing that there was nothing strange around him and no one came to catch him, he breathed a little relieved and thought to himself: "Maybe Lingxiao Palace is not a monolithic piece. Maybe the young man just now is an alternative one?"

Qin Di first came to the first floor of Qifeng Tower. There was a stone tablet at the entrance with three big characters "Mingshufeng".

The Ming Dynasty wind is the east wind, which is the forty-five days of the vernal equinox.

The energy turns into the dragon and the dragon is the Dharma, and the wind returns to the Ming Dynasty and moves the palace.

Qin Di once had contact with Ming Shufeng on the Eight Islands of the Dead Sea in the Dead Sea, and had learned the simple laws from it, so he felt a kind of intimacy. However, his skills were still shallow at that time, and it was impossible for him to master the great laws of heaven contained in it.

Bypassing the stone tablet and moving forward, what appears before you is a small world full of vitality, a vast field of prosperity, the grass has just sprouted, and the wind blows, and the whole body is comfortable.

It was a feeling of freedom, and people wanted to turn into a breeze to float up.

Qin Di walked on the field, found an empty and deserted place, then sat down on the grass, looked up at the sky, looked at the flowing clouds in the sky, and began to sit quietly and realize the truth.

As soon as he calmed down, he heard a deep and distant voice coming from his ears!

"Idiot, how can you see the way of the wind with your naked eyes? A blind man listens to the sound! Close your eyes and listen carefully to the sound of the wind! There is music in the wind, and the way of heaven is free in the music..."

Qin Di was surprised: "Who is talking?"

He turned around and saw people sitting in a very far place, not knowing if those people were talking.

At this time, another voice came into your ears: "What are you looking at! I am Bo Feng! If you didn't see you as the aura of the ancestor witch gods, how could you give me a word to guide you in your practice? Hey, the aura on your body actually came from the Wood God Jumang. Could it be that you are his descendant?"

Qin Di's clone had a large front teeth melting inside, so it was not surprising that the smell of the wood god was smelled. He asked in surprise and joy: "Are you Feng Bo? Didn't you arrest him for Lingxiao Palace?"

"Hmph, I am proficient in the Nine Slashes of the Gods and Demons. The one I was captured was just a clone! It was still me who deliberately showed weakness before following me to the Nantianmen."

Qin Di's eyes lit up: "Is your original body left here? That's great!"

"Don't talk nonsense, my body is with the Wood God Jumang!"

"God of Jumang? Didn't he run to the farthest extreme of the sky in the east?"

"Huh? You even know this? It seems that it is the legitimate branch of the ancestor witch god clan! You are very brave, and you dare to stay in Qixing. Beware of being captured by Lingxiao Palace and being dismantled, that's too late!"

Qin Di felt a chill in his heart and said, "Disciple is very careful and should not be caught."

"Okay! Since you have come to Qifenglou, you will practice here quietly! There is a clone of me hidden here. In addition to the basic exercises of the Eight Wind Powers, I will pass on your "Twelve Rules of Wind Sounds", which is a technique that combines wind and fairy sounds! In the past, a young man named Shi Kuang came to Qifenglou for three hundred years and became a generation of immortal sound masters..."

Qin Di was overjoyed and said to himself: "Shi Kuang is my master, but he didn't expect that he had come here to realize the truth before. Shi Kuang is a blind man. As soon as he came, he understood the method of wind sound, which is also a precedent for blind man to listen to sound."

Feng Bo's voice continued to be heard in his ears: "In addition to these two skills, I also have methods of attacking spiritual sense, such as Feng Yue Wuya happy to kill people, Peach and plum trees drunkenly kill people, West Wind and silence in the silence of the sorrow...

"And the teleportation method of destroying the scenery and chasing the wind, the wind and lightning are gone, the sword technique of flying the wind, the eagle of the moon, and the eyes of occupying the wind and looking at the air... If you have this qualification, I am willing to pass it to you..."

"It's a pity that I know a lot, but I'm stuck at the threshold of the peak of the Immortal King. I don't have the chance to advance to the Immortal Emperor... This is not good for the ancestor witch gods. They advance very quickly at the beginning, and it's not easy to climb when they approach the peak..."

Qin Di became happier the more he listened: "Disciples like to learn more! As the saying goes, skills are not suppressed, please pass them to me by Bo Feng."

His clone came to the Seven Stars of the East. He was originally just a free horse and walked slowly to the Qingdi Palace to find opportunities to advance. Now that he met Feng Bo, he was a rare master, so he had to seize it quickly.

"Okay, okay, I will first pass on your basic mind method of the Eight Winds. The Eight Winds are the winds in eight directions. The east is called Mingshu Wind, the southeast is called Qingming Wind, the southwest is called Jingfeng, the southwest is called Liangfeng, the west is called Luhe Wind, the northwest is called Buzhou Wind, the northeast is called Rongfeng. The wind moves and insects grow, so insects transform into dragons after eight days. This is also one of the immortal foundations of the Qinglong Art..."

From then on, Qin Di stayed in Qifeng Tower. Time flies, the world changes, and continuous learning and progress.

For ordinary celestial immortals, they have to pay a considerable 100,000 immortal stones to enter Qifeng Tower, and then they can stay in one Jiazi. It is good if one Jiazi can understand Mingshufeng! If you want to understand the Eight Winds, you need at least eight Jiazi!

Under Feng Bo's personal guidance, Qin Di only spent two knots to master the Eight Wind Methods, and the "Twelve Rules of Feng Yin" only took three knots to cultivate it to a small level!

Feng Bo was very surprised: "Huh? Have you learned fairy sound before? Otherwise, even the smartest disciple of the ancestor witch god clan would not be able to learn this level without 8,000 to 10,000 years! In fact, many people will never learn it in their lifetime!"

Qin Di smiled and said, "To be honest with you, senior, you have learned the Nine Slashes of the Heavenly Demons. A clone entered the Immortal Sound Sect and was guided by Shi Kuang, and had some understanding of the music."

Uncle Feng didn't know what to say, so he muttered a few words: "This is fate. Okay, I will tell you that Feng Yue Wuya is happy to kill people. If you want to understand this move, you must first understand Feng Yue. Judging from your young age, you will not be a boy, right?"

"This..." Qin Di lived to his forties in his previous life, so he was naturally not a child man, but since he traveled through time, he has not practiced close to women.
Chapter completed!