Chapter 2379 Comprehend the General Trend, Evil Star

"Does this crack go straight to Zhongtianyu?"

Luo Feng looked at the black crack on the huge mountain peak, and turned to look at Tu Wanshan.

That seemingly small crack has been winding upwards with no end in sight, exuding an aura of upside-down heaven and earth, and the majestic vitality of heaven and earth tilted down from it, forming a silver chain in the sky, like a dragon hanging above the nine heavens. a waterfall.

In addition, the huge mountain in front of him also gave Luo Feng a strange feeling. As he approached, he faintly felt a heavy oppressive feeling, and his body became heavier and heavier.

"Only half right."

Tu Wanshan smiled and explained: "This rift only extended to the edge of the Zhongtian Territory, and did not really break through the Zhongtian Territory. It is said that a long time ago, a strong man who was about to become king came here to understand the world. When condensing the king's will, he punched the sky open."

"Originally, the rift would gradually recover with the passage of time, but this strong man's will is extremely strong and immortal, so the rift has been left behind. Later, our Yuangang Palace was here, where we established our sect. Thanks to This crack, the vitality of the heavens and the earth here is extremely abundant, and the will of the heavens and the earth revealed in it is also very beneficial for the warriors to sharpen their spirits."

Luo Feng nodded, looked at the huge floating mountain in front of him, and asked, "What's going on with this mountain? The force field around it is so weird."

"Hehe, did you find out?"

Tu Wanshan smiled and introduced: "This mountain is called Xuanzhong Mountain. It was discovered by the first master of our Yuangang Hall. There are magnets everywhere on the mountain, so the gravity far exceeds that of the outside world. Not only that, according to records, the first When the first Hall Master discovered this mountain, an ancient ferocious beast fell on this mountain, and the mountain was stained red with blood."

"It may be due to the gravity field of the mountain. The powerful will of this ancient beast has been integrated into the mountain, so people who approach it will feel heavy both mentally and physically."

"I see."

Luo Feng nodded, and finally understood why the Yuan Gang Hall usually only accepts Henglian disciples.

For horizontal martial arts practitioners, cultivation is the tempering of the mind and body, and this is undoubtedly the best place to consolidate the foundation.

Looking at the floating mountain peak, Luo Feng said: "Master Tu, can I bother you here for a few more days. I plan to practice in seclusion here for a period of time, so as to impact the general trend of perfection."

Luo Feng already had the rudiment of a consummate general trend in his mind, the sooner he comprehends it, the better.

Moreover, he felt that the powerful aura emanating from Xuanzhong Mountain and the will revealed by the crack in the sky echoed each other from a distance, and they were clearly separated and did not invade each other, forming a mysterious and mysterious general trend of heaven and earth. Practicing here should be able to get twice the result with half the effort .

"Hahahaha, what's the matter with me, why not, as long as you don't think my Yuangang Temple is small, you can stay as long as you want!"

Tu Wanshan laughed out loud.

Since the Dragon Vein Conference, the Twelve Golden Palaces, and even the Nine Kingdoms, have recognized Luo Feng as a young king. Now Luo Feng represents a legend of the Canglan Dynasty. The Lord of the Twelve Golden Palaces.

What's more, Tu Wanshan also wants to see how Luo Feng breaks through the general trend of consummation, which will definitely help him to cultivate the general trend in the future.

"Lin Hongyi, when are you going back to the Holy Land?" Tu Wanshan turned to look at Lin Hongyi.

Lin Hongyi glanced at Luo Feng, "I also want to stay for a while."

Tu Wanshan opened his mind and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll arrange someone right away to prepare a mountain for you to practice."

In the blink of an eye, Crystal Mountain came to the top of Xuanzhong Mountain and slowly landed on a square on the main peak.

"The lord is back."

"Hey, that's Elder Lin Hongyi."

"Who is that person next to the elder? How can he sit on an equal footing with the palace master?"

"He...he is Luo Feng, the honorary elder of Linglong Palace, Luo Feng, the Ten Holy Sons."

"What! Ten Holy Sons Luo Feng."

A lot of disciples of Yuan Gang Hall gathered in the square, and when they heard the movement, they all gathered together,

The news of Luo Feng's appearance quickly spread throughout the square like a storm in the sea, and everyone gathered here, looking forward to it, especially those younger generation disciples, their eyes were full of admiration, and some even shouted Luo Feng's name loudly.

This surprised Luo Feng a bit.

Tu Wanshan said with a smile: "You are now a legend of the Nine Kingdoms, and most of the younger generation regard you as a target. Your responsibility is heavy and there is a long way to go."

Luo Feng smiled lightly, noncommittal.

"Welcome to the Palace Master."

"Congratulations to Elder Lin Hongyi and Elder Luo Feng."

The crystal mountain peak condensed with true energy gradually dissipated, Tu Wanshan fell to the ground, and the disciples present immediately saluted to welcome him.

"Hall Master, how is the situation in Black Blood Lake?" an elder from Yuan Gang Hall asked.

Tu Wanshan said, "It's been dealt with properly. We'll talk about the details later. Tell Elder Qi to wait for me in the lava hall."

"You want to invite Elder Qi?" The elder who spoke was a little surprised. Elder Qi had high qualifications in Yuangang Hall and was the most brilliant soldier-casting master. In terms of status, he was three points more noble than the Hall Master.

Tu Wanshan nodded, and said, "Just say that there is a distinguished guest who needs his help to restore the spirit weapon."

After speaking, Tu Wanshan glanced at Luo Feng.

"Okay." The elder understood, turned and left.

Tu Wanshan gave some instructions to the other elders.

A female elder walked over to Luo Feng and said with a gentle smile: "Luo Feng, please come with me, I will take you to the place where you are practicing in seclusion."

"Okay, it's time to work."

Luo Feng nodded and bid farewell to Lin Hongyi. As the female elder left the square, Four Seasons Sword Attendant and Xuelian followed.

The female elder took Luo Feng and flew towards the second mountain behind the main peak.

"It's here."

The female elder stopped in front of the mountain, and said to Luo Feng: "This mountain is called Haoyun Mountain. You can practice in seclusion here without being disturbed by anyone. If you need anything, you can ring this bell, and I will help you." Come."

The female elder took out a green jade bell and handed it to Xia He. After saying goodbye, she turned and left.

"Sister Xia He, let me take a look at the bell." Seeing the small and exquisite bell, Chunlan became interested.

Xia He put the bell away at once, "This is not something to play with. Well, please be quiet and don't disturb the young master's retreat."

Chunlan grimaced, but didn't speak any more.

"Come on, let's go down."

Luo Feng smiled and landed on a cliff in the mountain.

This mountain peak is extremely steep, surrounded by cliffs, and below it is unpredictable white clouds, which cover the mountain peak faintly. Standing on the peak, it is like standing on the vast sea of ​​clouds, just like the dwelling place of immortals.

"No wonder it's called Haoyun Peak..."

Looking at the illusory sea of ​​clouds, Luo Feng took a deep breath, the abundant vitality of heaven and earth penetrated directly into his lungs, coupled with the artistic conception of being out of dust, his spirit became somewhat clearer and clearer.

hum!

With a thought, Luo Feng stood facing the sea of ​​clouds, and naturally released his soul power.

At this moment, the world is no longer the original world. Under the perception of the soul, everything becomes slower and slower, and finally loses its original shape. The mountains and rivers are no longer there. What is left is a constantly distorted, grotesque and colorful world.

Each of these colors represents a kind of artistic conception, and its characteristics are also presented in Luo Feng's mind.

The artistic conception of blue water can be firm or soft, when it is soft, it can moisten things silently and continuously; when it is just, it can drown the dangerous peak and destroy the earth...

The dazzling artistic conception of thunder, domineering and fierce, there is nothing to hold back...

The fiery red and dazzling artistic conception of fire is full of aura of destruction, which is indelible...

The artistic conception of erratic clouds, illusory, unpredictable...

...

Various artistic conceptions flowed through Luo Feng's heart.

The top of Haoyun Peak.

"few……"

Chunlan saw Luo Feng standing on the edge of the cliff, and suddenly became motionless, and was about to ask, but was stopped by Xuelian.

"Hush..."

Xia He made a silent movement, restrained his breath, and retreated a thousand meters away.

"What's wrong, young master?" Chunlan could only speak at this moment.

Xuelian said indifferently: "Be alert to the surroundings, from now on, no one is allowed to approach."

Xia He nodded: "The young master must have realized something, and he can't be disturbed now."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

After the words fell, the figures of several people flashed and flew in different directions, guarding the entire Haoyun Peak.

Various artistic conceptions flowed through Luo Feng's heart, and he seemed to be transformed into one of the streams, merging into this world, and the embryonic form of the perfect situation became clearer and clearer in his mind.

An hour!

Two hours.

one day……

two days...

Time passed, but Luo Feng didn't seem to feel the slightest, still standing beside the cliff, looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds, like a sculpture that has experienced thousands of years of wind and rain.

And just when Luo Feng realized the general trend of consummation, Jing Yue, the young master of Jin Tuo Sect, and his group also returned to Jin Tuo Sect in a panic.

"It's the Young Sect Master and the others."

"Hey, why are there only so few people?"

"Where is Elder Shen Yuan?"

The people who followed Shen Yuan and Jing Yue to the Black Blood Lake totaled more than a hundred people, but the number of people who came back now is less than twenty, and most of them are in a sluggish condition with injuries on their bodies. I was taken aback.

"Hey, young sect master, your hand!"

Finally, someone found that Jing Yue's right arm was empty and his sleeve was stained with blood.

The news of Jingyue's loss of one hand quickly spread throughout the Jin Tuo Sect, and the Jin Tuo Sect's disciples who heard the news rushed over one after another.

Jing Yue and his party fell down.

"Is Elder Shen Yuan back?"

As soon as he landed, a middle-aged elder next to Jing Yue immediately grabbed a Jin Tuo Sect disciple and asked sharply, his voice was as cold as a knife.

"No...no. Did Shen Yuanchang go to Black Blood Lake to join you?"

This Jin Tuo Sect disciple shook his head like a rattle.

"Not back." The middle-aged elder frowned.

"Of course he has no face to come back. If it wasn't for him...I wouldn't..."

Jing Yue's face was pale and blue, no matter whether Shen Yuan lost to Luo Feng or not, if the other party had reminded him in time, he would not have provoked Luo Feng's evil star, so he lost a hand.

"ah!"

boom!

Unable to bear the resentment in his heart, Jing Yue let out a long roar, and punched a deep hole in the ground with his palm, causing injuries, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, his eyes darkened, and he passed out directly.

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