Chapter 62 Wind Boxing (Fourth Update)

This time, Qi Yun has gained a lot from life and death. He not only learned the method of absorbing aura with the fist of the ancestors of the Xiang family, but also created a method that the Beiming magic power can be used externally. And I got a defensive magic weapon, snow feather armor, which can be said to be quite fruitful. However, at the same time, he also relieved the insoluble hatred with the Xiang family. The martial artist of the Xiang family is ten, and even the elders who are afraid of punishment. If he really goes out, even if he dies, he will not be killed by him.

However, Qi Yun has always been optimistic and doesn't care about these for the time being. Now he just wants to increase his strength quickly. With strength, even if the ancestors of the Xiang family really come, he can save his life. Without strength, everything is empty talk.

It is still a small yard next to the library. For a moment, the roof is high and the green mulberry trees are lush, like a gorgeous canopy, adding some scenery. At this time, it was already the third day after the battle of life and death. Qi Yun came out to practice as a practice. As for the matter of the ring, he did not mention it to anyone.

"Wind God World--"

Qi Yun gave a break and shouted, and immediately changed with his pair of iron fists. The cyan true qi was released, and the boundless cyan aura suddenly converged and slowly rotated into a large mysterious rotating starry sky. This mysterious vortex of navy blue keeps accelerating the speed, and the surging energy seems to come out of the slope.

"Drink--"

With Qi Yun's shout, this mysterious energy accelerated the speed again, and suddenly a vague figure slowly converged from the ingressless whirlpool. This is the virtual shadow of the ancient god emperor, the sound of cyan clothes, and the clouds swimming slowly, like lively fish. The infinite cyan aura leaked out from his eyebrows, and an invisible majesty passed through the void, and the oppressive people gasped. Even Qi Yun himself felt a little uncomfortable. With the shadow of the ancient wind god, it was boundless.

"It's done. This is the phantom of the wind god." Qi Yun was happy in his heart. As the movements continued, a vague cyan air mass suddenly appeared in his sea of knowledge. At this moment, Qi Yun is just a martial artist's triple realm and can understand the four kinds of boxing, which can be said to be unprecedented. Of course, all this depends on the role of Beiming Shengong, simulating the world's martial arts, coupled with Qi Yun's own martial arts cultivation, which can be said to be a rapid progress.

"Squeak,, Squeak, Squeak,"

The dull voice sounded, and Qi Yun knew that Elder Wu was coming, and he looked back. Elder Wu, who was rocking a wheelchair, was turning around the corner of the courtyard and coming here.

"Success?" Elder Wu asked from afar, with a flash of expectation and joy in his eyes.

Although Elder Wu will care so much about himself, it's all for the game a year later. However, it seems that the current situation is not only for this, but also Elder Wu has really regarded Qi Yun as the only sustenance. It is also a kind of happy satisfaction to be able to see the boxing skills you have worked hard for decades to use in the hands of others.

"Hmm." Qi Yun nodded and answered faintly. Although Elder Wu asked about his own practice, he never bothered Qi Yun for such a thing. Therefore, Qi Yun knew that Elder Wu had something else to do, so he waited for Elder Wu to say the following.

"Qi Yun, you are a martial artist now. None of the disciples in this world can compare with you, so most of the sect competitions in half a year will still rely on you. It's better to go to Tongtianfeng now, so as to deal with the affairs of Zhenchuan disciples. Elder Wu said softly, and his words revealed his unique concern. This old man, who has been disappointed for decades, only smiles when he sees Qi Yun.

"Okay, then I'll go to Tongtianfeng later. It's also time to register the true disciples, so that I can get my own mountain gate." Qi Yun answered. According to his own cultivation, he is already a true disciple and has been able to get his own independent mountain gate to practice. However, he has been busy practicing Wufang Shenquan these days, but he has ignored this matter.

True disciple, although Qi Yun doesn't care about this identity. However, if you are a true disciple, even if the patriarchs in the sect see it, they will be polite. In the future, they will have more life security when they go out.

"Ha ha, it's not necessary. I've taken over the matter of the real disciple for you. As for the mountain gate, although my back mountain is not a place of bells, it is also an excellent place in the Boxing Sect. Moreover, the aura is not comparable to those mountain gates outside. If you are willing, you might as well regard it as a mountain gate. Elder Wu laughed. I dare to say that everything has been arranged for Qi Yun.

Since Elder Wu said so, Qi Yun was naturally relieved. What's more, the back mountain in the mouth of Elder Wu is an excellent place. It is not only full of aura, but also the scenery is not inferior to Yaochi Peak, which is several times stronger than other sect peaks. In such a place of practice, others can't get it even if they want to break their heads.

"Of course it's good. Qi Yun thanked the elder." Qi Yun didn't know whether it was good or bad, so he bowed and thanked him.

"Ha ha, it's good if you want to. I'm afraid you don't like it. Let's take a look at your mountain gate first. The buildings inside are all old antiques. But I have found someone to renovate it. You can see if you agree with it. If it doesn't work, I'll find someone to change it again. Elder Wu pushed his wheelchair and went back to the mountain with a smile.

Qi Yun was still quite moved. It seems that Elder Wu has already done all this for himself.

Qi Yun hurried up two steps to push Elder Wu's wheelchair. An old man and a young man went to the back mountain in the sound of a wheelchair.

It is said to be the back mountain, but in fact, it is just because the entrance and exit gate must pass through the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. The mountain roads leading to the back are paved with bluestones, two meters wide, winding and rugged like a swirling snake leading to the secluded place. This looks poetic and picturesque, and the surrounding trees are towering, which is quite a bit of a sense of curvature.

In about a quarter of an hour, he suddenly became cheerful in front of him, and a large number of buildings were scattered. A top of green bricks and green tiles emerge from the dense mountain forest, which looks quite like a paradise.

This scene is picturesque. If it is in the previous life, it is a complete tourist attraction. During each breath, the cool feeling makes the whole body comfortable, and the abundant aura makes Qiyun's pores open, indescribably open and comfortable. If you practice martial arts in such an environment, it will be of great benefit to your own cultivation.

Before he approached, Qi Yun had fallen in love with everything here. Looking at Elder Wu lying in a wheelchair, he was quite grateful.