Chapter 6 Before the fight, the wind and rain are coming

Facing the rows of green trees, Han Fei walked forward while admiring it.

The scenery of Yuxingfeng is unique to Xianxiazong. The white-green scenery is like the beginning of winter. When spring comes, it is as warm as spring and as cold as snow.

There is a fragrance of wild flowers and weeds in the fresh air. At this moment, Han Fei feels like he is lying in the prairie.

Several rows of unique houses in front of him gradually emerged, and Han Fei also met an infinitely beautiful girl who cultivates immortals.

Some are lively and lovely, some are as elegant as snow, and some are mature and some are immature.

The white and green gauze covers their beautiful figure and also reflects their arrogant and cold temperament.

There are only a few decimal peaks within the range of Yuxing Peak. Most of the disciples are concentrated on the main peak. Han Fei just walks casually and does not ask where Yang Xiaomeng is.

In the eyes of a group of beautiful girls, Han Fei's cold and arrogant temperament undoubtedly attracted them, and the golden circle and white pupils made him more noble and ethereal.

An ordinary face, but with such an upright and arrogant temperament and such charming eyes, what kind of person is this?

Countless young immortals guessed at the same time.

This is a sword, an arrogant and domineering sword, exuding infinite sword meaning, making thousands of people sing together. The invisible power of Hanfei has attracted many people.

At this time, a girl in red suddenly came in front of her.

Familiar figure, but without a trace of arrogance and unruity, a trace of mature charm and rational wisdom.

It was Yang Xiaomeng who hadn't seen him for four years, and Han Fei almost couldn't recognize him.

"Little Sister Meng." Han Fei sighed and shouted out.

The girl in red in front of her was suddenly stunned, and her familiar voice was mixed with a trace of coldness and kindness. She turned around doubtfully and happened to see Han Fei coming with a smile.

Confident smile, noble temperament, arrogant breath, this is the sword of the emperor.

Yang Xiaomeng was suddenly attracted.

"Sister Meng, I'm Han Fei." Han Fei smiled bitterly and said again.

Yang Xiaomeng suddenly woke up when he heard the words and glanced at Han Fei strangely.

"There is no annoying atmosphere, but it's more arrogant and cold, stinky guy, he's grown so big, hum." Yang Xiaomeng did not lose her temper as before, and instead of being unruly mocking Han Fei, she said with concern.

When everyone around saw that Han Fei came to find Yang Xiaomeng, it was not easy to disturb him, so they walked away one after another.

Yang Xiaomeng took a look left and right, then took Han Fei to an empty place and asked, "What's the matter?"

Han Fei was really not used to Yang Xiaomeng's mature tone and said, "Is it okay to come in?"

"I... I'm fine." Yang Xiaomeng was obviously stunned for a moment, and then smiled proudly, "Do you think I'm as stupid as you? I am a natural sunflower body, and the speed of cultivation is naturally extremely fast. Humph."

Yang Xiaomeng's tone of voice has returned to his previous appearance, which made Han Fei suddenly have a sense of intimacy.

But think about it, Han Fei still abandoned this ridiculous feeling.

"It's been four years, and I've grown up, Xiao Mengjie. Are you going to participate in this fight?"

Yang Xiaomeng smiled and said, "Of course I will participate." After saying that, he looked at Han Fei more and said, "You have also grown up, but it seems that you are doing well."

Han Fei smiled and said, "It's quite good. I've seen several scenes of human change."

Yang Xiaomeng blinked and said, "My elder sister said that you and several other well-qualified disciples of Feng will participate. You should be careful. I heard that the other three disciples of the Tang Dynasty are highly qualified this time. The disciples of the two realms of foundation and transformation are all in the later stage.

Han Fei frowned, and he didn't think about it. Among the same generation of Xianxiazong, the four people of Da Niu and Yang Xiaomeng are in the gas refining period. Obviously, they participated in this group of competition. Do you participate alone during the foundation-building period? No, I don't think so. There are also thousands of disciples of Xianxiazong in the foundation period, and there are always people who can participate. Obviously, he also has to participate in the selection. It seems that he has occupied the identity of Jianxiu and directly qualified for the competition.

"Thank you, little sister Meng, are you sure?" Han Fei said thank you.

"Huh, underestimate me?" Yang Xiaomeng snorted coldly and said unruly, "I tell you, don't lose. You have lost the face of the Yang family."

Han Fei smiled bitterly, but he was extremely happy in his heart. In four years, all resentment has been diluted. It seems that Yang Xiaomeng has also experienced the test of loneliness and realized the value of family affection, otherwise she would not have a sense of loneliness.

He had a happy talk with Yang Xiaomeng. Han Fei didn't leave Yuxingfeng until the evening.

Standing under the Jade Star Peak and looking at a snowy snow peak in the distance, Han Fei passed a thought with his eyes.

And Xuefeng stared. In a stone room made of white snow, a white shadow was sitting cross-legged, and cold sweat penetrated out of the cold and arrogant eyebrows, turning into ice beads and rolling to the ground. A trace of pain flashed on her picturesque face.

But the next moment, she seemed to feel the missing from afar. Suddenly, a tenacious breath came from her body, and the pain on her face gradually faded.

On top of her head, the golden elixir exuding a majestic golden light was spinning, and the rich aura of heaven and earth came out of the spiritual stones on the four walls of the stone chamber, and was instantly absorbed by the golden elixir.

At this time, on Xiandao Peak, a disciple picked up the sword formula and waved his long sword to send out sword awns. The sharp breath cut through the air indestructively.

The sword spirit is entangled, like a big purple net, covering the sky.

The muscles on the strong body are staggered, and the purple streamer circulates like water.

Da Niu finally fully experienced the fluctuation of water in the East China Sea and integrated it into his own sword formula, which added a trace of toughness to his indestructible sword spirit.

On the peak of the instrument, a huge stove was placed in front of a disciple. The flame on the stove fluctuated and jumped like water. The continuous flame was more rigid. The flame crackled and exploded, and then glued together.

The golden flame turned into a sun galloping in the stove. The gentle power replaced the original irritability and was more powerful than the last fight with Han Fei.

Zhao Wan finally fully understood the realm of fire and water in Sanyang's real fire.

Above the peak of medicine, the black and white flame is entangled and rotated, like Taiji, as soft as water, and the flame as strong as water hovers strangely, melting the spiritual grass into essence juice.

With a bad smile, He Yixiang finally experienced the transformation of yin and yang of water. At this moment, he could finally refine some advanced elixir.

At the same time, the qualification skills were not inferior to the thunder cloud of everyone. His eyes stared, and a dignified breath came out, and thunder and lightning suddenly flashed on his body.

He danced with his hands, and thunderballs smashed at a little turtle on the table.

At the same time, he patted his hands and pulled them again. A lightning chain appeared in his hand and wrapped the little turtle with a bang. At the same time, the power of thunder and lightning exploded on the turtle.

The emerald green light instantly illuminates the whole room, and there is also the dissatisfaction of an old turtle, but it is just dissatisfaction.

In the valley, Han Fei bit a fruit stuffed every day, guessing the conspiracy of the big brothers in his heart.

Five lights and shadows appeared on a mountain behind Xiandao Peak. Mu Yu smiled and said, "The bull's momentum is strong and sharp; the cold flying momentum is cold and noble; Yang Xiaomeng's momentum is feminine and heroic; Zhao Wan's momentum is calm; He Yixiang's momentum is flowing, but it is extremely trustworthy. With that messenger, this is the pillar of the future.

"Do you really want to give it to them?" Master Yu Xingfeng once again asked Mu Yu uneasy questions.

Mu Yu smiled bitterly again and said, "Xianxiazong can only rely on them. Since we can't, they all have their own wonderful skills and are full of infinite possibilities."

Ye Feng listened quietly. On the contrary, Xia Houjian couldn't help it. He was a disciple of Yao Feng. The alchemy was not strong. What was strong was the fighting of yin and yang elixir fire, so he deviated from the essence of the skill. The four old guys and the suzerain are really old, and they are getting less and less arrogant. That is, with their existence, Xianxia Sect is getting worse day by day.

"Therefore, we hot-blooded young people should stand up and train masters of the sect with our own hands." Ye Feng took a step forward with a smile and said, "They all went to the back mountain to be closed with the master. Since it has been handed over to us, we can't let them down. Let's take this fight first."

"That's right. Take the fight first. No matter what the outcome is, except for Yun Yiyi, the five of them will go to Jianfeng. If they succeed, they will be qualified to try it."

Mu Yu's arrogance flashed between his eyes, and at the same time, there was a bloody spirit of fighting.

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Heaven is the supreme authority.

The way of heaven is a law that everything in the world must abide by. If someone violates it, it is more than God's punishment.

When people cultivate immortals, they are against the sky. God wants you to reincarn once in a hundred years, and the operation of the universe is the machine of heaven.

Since you want to cultivate immortals, one day you will suffer a natural disaster.

In the mountains, Cai Tiantian looked at the return of the sea looking at the sky alone, listening to his grandfather's nagging, and then looking at his grandfather's blindfolded eyes. Cai Tiantian looked at the white clouds in the sky doubtfully and wondered: Can Grandpa see the white clouds floating in the sky when he was blind? Is Jian Xiu's mental strength so strong? White clouds are tens of thousands of meters high in the sky.

On Xiaozhufeng, a powerful momentum overwhelmed the eight people. They couldn't move.

Han Fei sat alone in the cabin, and his spiritual strength entered the spiritual sea. Guihai called this place the sea of knowledge.

The left and right worlds still exude a majestic atmosphere as usual.

He walked to the ice world with one foot. As soon as he took two steps, Hanfei's condensed body was covered with frost.

He retreated with a wry smile, and then looked at the other side. The Tongtian Giant showed his way. Looking at the gossip under the giant's feet, Han Fei only felt a feeling of rare words from the gossip.

A feeling of wind and rain.

When he woke up, Han Fei said, "Is this what the immortals call to detect the sky? The wind and rain are coming. It seems that this fight will not be so simple.

After thinking for a moment, Han Fei got up.

"Go and ask the master." After saying that, he went to Guihai.