Chapter 537 The Light of Washing

After everyone said goodbye to Feng Xiaotian, they automatically retreated more than ten feet. Many of the older generation of practitioners have seen the scene of soaring. They know that the receiving light of the fairyland will be destroyed by the light of the receiving world except the soaring person, so it is still safe to stay away from Feng Xiaotian.

However, everyone still stares at Feng Xiaotian for a moment, for fear of delaying something, soaring day by day. For example, it is the highest dream of practitioners, and it is also valued by the major schools of cultivation. Even if it is not their own day by day, it is also pleasing to most people to see it. Therefore, Shi Aotian and the ethereal masters Not only did he come to see off Feng Xiaotian, but he also brought his own proud disciples with this intention.

At this time, everyone stood in the distance without saying a word, quietly watching the vision gradually appearing on Feng Xiaotian, and was slightly excited.

And Feng Xiaotian smiled and nodded slightly towards the crowd, and then his true air flowed all over his body. The magnificent momentum finally had no longer been retained and completely spread. Suddenly, the wind around Feng Xiaotian was strong, and countless earth and stones on the top of the mountain flew up in the air, swept around with endless grass roots and remnants and leaves.

"Ah?" Everyone did not expect that Feng Xiaotianguang's momentum was so terrible, and they avoided it one after another. For the sake of safety, they simply flew up and fell on other mountains. Feng Laoer, Feng Qingru couple and others also left the mountain where Feng Xiaotian flew up under the protection of the high-level officials such as Tianling Zhenren and Daquan Zhenren.

On the top of the highest peak of Longshou Mountain, only the lonely figure of Feng Xiaotian is left. Behind his hands, he looks up to the sky and stands tall in the wind, as if his whole body is like iron cast, which is connected with Longshou Mountain. What's more strange is that although the wind is strong around Feng Xiaotian's body, the wind is small sky. The thin blue shirt on it didn't move at all.

And the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect all knelt down to the ground in front of Feng Xiaotian at the top of the mountain and shouted in unison, "Let's see you off the door master, and the door master has a good journey!"

Originally, he stood like a rock in the strong wind. When Feng Xiaotian heard the sound, he suddenly staddled and almost fell to the ground. The people around him were in a panic. They didn't know what had happened to Feng Xiaotian.

"Oh, who came up with this idea? Have a good journey. Why does it sound so awkward?" Feng Xiaotian stabilized his body and said with a wry smile. When others saw that Feng Xiaotian's body returned to stability, they gradually put down their hearts hanging in their throats. You know, although it is extremely dangerous to cross the disaster in the world of cultivation, there are also many examples of danger when flying up and leading to success or failure, so everyone's worries are still well-founded.

The kung fu of a cup of tea has passed, and the momentum emanating from Feng Xiaotian's body has finally climbed to the peak. His body is gradually suspended, and the rock under his body has been broken into powder. Some people have noticed that in the kung fu of this tea, the top of the whole Longshou Mountain may have been cut down by a foot.

Feng Xiaotian felt a mysterious and unfathomable force calling himself faintly. This feeling actually existed after crossing the disaster, but it was not until now that this call became extremely real.

"The day of soaring is today! The long-awaited dream is finally about to come true. How beautiful are you in the fairyland, the place that all practitioners yearn for? Feng Xiaotian still copied his hands behind him, looking at the blue sky with longing in his eyes and muttered.

And at this moment, a vision began to appear in the sky. The strong wind around Feng Xiaotian gradually calmed down. Only wisps of breeze still surrounded the side of Feng Xiaotian, and on the sky in the middle of Feng Xiaotian's head, it began to shoot thin white light. Although these white lights look weak and small, Feng Xiaotian can obviously feel the magnificent power contained in it. This power is different from the real force. It seems that this is only a small wisp, which exceeds the turbulent true power in his meridian.

"Here we go! These are probably the so-called receiving lights in the fairyland, right?

"Naturally, I can feel the terrible power contained in this white light!"

"The master of Fengmen is really a wonderful person of cultivation. In this way, he has reached the peak of the world of cultivation. He is really envious!"

Naturally, the people watching around saw this white light, and they couldn't help whispering one after another, with envy, jealousy and worship in their tone!

"Ha ha, this is not the light of introduction. This is just the preparation before soaring. It is said that it is called the light of washing. It is to wash the true power in the body of the ascendent into the fairy spirit in the fairy world. You'd better not talk and watch it carefully. You can witness a person's soaring in the daytime, and your future cultivation is It's very helpful!" Daquan Zhenren said with a smile.

Several people who just talked about it said yes one after another. They stopped talking and stared at Feng Xiaotian.

And Feng Xiaotian finally understood the role of these so-called washing lights at this time. These small and faint white light turned into a lively fairy spirit that rotated around him like the wind, drilled in from all the holes around his body, and gradually merged with the true qi in his body, and Feng Xiaotian It seems that he has entered a wonderful state, and the whole person seems to have integrated into the world.

And the people watching around were in extreme distress. They only felt that Feng Xiaotian disappeared in front of everyone in his senses. When he opened his eyes, he could clearly see Feng Xiaotian and was ready to fly up in front of him. However, as soon as he closed his eyes, he could not feel any trace of Feng Xiaotian at all. Juefeng Xiaotian's body is completely integrated with everything in this world.

And Feng Xiaotian was washed by the spirit of immortals, and the hazy fairy breath turned into white light was like rain and fog covering his slender body. The green shirt on his body moved without wind, flying in the air, which made him look more and more heroic and extraordinary, just like a god, in the eyes of a girl disciple of Xiaoyao Sect. They all showed obsessive eyes.

And Feng Xiaotian felt that his whole body was like being soaked in a warm hot spring, and his whole body was lazy and comfortable. He only felt that his 3,650 acupuncture points in his whole body were all comfortable and refreshing, and he almost moaned happily.

"Is Brother Xiaotian going to leave like this?" In the excited crowd, Feng Yan's four daughters were all sad, and the two lines of tears flowed down together. For them, they and others will be separated from Feng Xiaotian, and I don't know how many years they will go through if they want to meet again!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred! Endless black clouds suddenly surged up from the sky and soon permeated the sky above Feng Xiaotian's head!