Chapter 30 Chasing the Wind
With a sword, it is like the collapse of the sky and the earth, and the momentum is boundless and rage.
Kangua, the anode falls into the water!
Kan is water, and it should be attacked with water. If it is combined with the five elements, although it has the effect of implicit restraint, the power is reduced by countless.
Therefore, Han Fei decided early and only took water as the main attack.
Every day is water, the aura is strong and turns into water. A sword stirs up layers of waves, hits the stone and hits the shore, swings a thousand layers of huge waves.
"Good to come!" The man was not surprised but happy. He shouted, rolled down with his fists, and the sound was like thunder.
The two fought with each other endlessly, upright and happy. Han Fei suddenly fell from the air, like a dragon entering the sea, killing a voyeur with a sword.
Like a tacit understanding, the middle-aged man also exploded, falling straight down like a meteorite, stepping on his feet, stepping on a person's head, which was furious and fierce.
"Continue?" Han Fei's face was indifferent, and the cold air slowly ignited on his body, like a flame.
"No, it's not good to be seen as a monkey!" The middle-aged man roared rudely and stepped on his feet. A crack in the ground burst open and spread to one side.
A sad scream echoed in the distance.
"You are better than me. I know you didn't use your strength or the spiritual sword!" The middle-aged man suddenly stared and roared passionately. Jianxiu is really terrible. In the early stage of Yuanhua, there was the peak power in the later stage. Unfortunately, you don't have a defensive magic weapon, otherwise, you can have the upper hand at the beginning.
The face was flat, Han Fei swallowed blood foam, and the cold voice was endless. You are also very strong. You don't use all your strength or weapons.
Sword cultivation, using a spiritual sword, has more spiritual authenticity than the flying sword, like a right-hand man, much stronger than a pure attack magic weapon. Physical cultivation, the body, flesh, flesh, bones, essence and blood will be refined one by one, painful and powerful. The weapons of physical cultivation have their own patterns.
Suddenly, their eyebrows condensed at the same time, and a black figure fell from a distance and fell between them. Their whole body was wrapped in a black robe and could not see the truth.
Seeing this black robe, Han Fei's eyes suddenly became murderous. He recognized this black robe, which was exactly the same as the black robe worn by the demon who was killed in the heavenly valley.
"Two juniors fight here and don't give us face." The voice of the man in black is extremely harsh and old, and his whole body is extremely evil.
"Magic Xiu!" Han Fei's murderous intention suddenly became murderous. He opened his mouth and shouted angrily, and he was about to kill people.
"No!" The flying black butterfly appeared, and it turned out to be a flying spirit. It instantly disappeared from the distance and stopped the cold fly. He is a black-robed man in Dark Moon Mountain, specializing in intercepting and killing some unfaithful people.
Waiting for Feiling to explain the origin of the man in black, Han Fei suddenly disdained it. Guarding order? When will there be order here?"
"It is to maintain the order of the current trade fair." Fei Ling smiled bitterly and turned around to apologize to the man in black. Senior, my friend is cold-hearted and hateful. Please don't be surprised!"
"Hey hey, hate evil like hatred? What a jealousy. The old man has evil in me. Do you want to take revenge? The man in the black robe did not move, his voice was old, and the black evil spirit on his body turned into thick smoke.
A cold air suddenly exploded on Han Fei's body, and his murderous spirit rose to the air. The man in black robe was shocked at first, and then he remained calm. He changed the topic and said, "From now on, it is trading time. No one is allowed to do it in the Dark Moon Mountain, but if there is an offense, kill!"
The last killing sound is like a ghost crying and howling, and like a running horse thunder, bursting endlessly.
After the man in black robe suddenly disappeared, Feiling sent a voice to Han Fei and explained, "He is the Yuanying period, the guardian of the Dark Moon Mountain. Originally, he was also a person who was jealous of evil like you, but later he was mutilated by the demon cultivation and became a person who was not a ghost. He did not dare to show his true face. The immortals call them the Dark Moon. This dark moon mountain was created by this kind of people.
Han Fei was shocked when he heard the words.
"In this way, there are all respectable predecessors here." I can't help but be surprised. Not to mention that it is difficult to see in the Yuanying period, there are many and too few. Let's talk about it to reach the point of hatred. The hatred of evil leads to such consequences. It can be seen how much they used to hate demon cultivation.
"So, many people come here. In addition to trading, they just hope to meet these seniors." Feiling's face was gloomy, and his figure was erratic, hidden into the darkness, like a butterfly dancing and disappearing silently.
Walking on the mountain road, Han Fei fell into meditation. The middle-aged man had already left and left under the warning of the dark moon.
You are not allowed to use force within a month!
This is the rule before and after the transaction. The offender should be chased and killed by the dark moon, and when you see the magic practice, the medicine group will attack.
"Taoist friend, how about it?" Suddenly, a person beside the road shouted. Han Fei turned his head and unconsciously walked to a trading place.
Dark Moon Mountain, there are dozens of trading sites from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
This immortal cultivater has an ordinary appearance, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and a thin breath on his body, like a withered lamp, which can be scattered in the wind at any time.
Han Fei squatted down, grabbed a jade slip on the stall, and felt the content of the jade slip recording.
Jade slips, made of a simple jade, can record some spiritually engraved content. The jade Jane Han Fei grabbed at this time recorded that it was actually a technique of tracking breath.
Although there is only the first half, Han Fei's watch was already shocked.
He praised, "What a wonderful tracking technique." What Yu Jian records is a method called chasing wind and catching. Immortal practitioners only need to release their own strength in a special way, and then hide it with a special method. Those who are locked by breath can be felt instantly as long as they are not more than thousands of miles away.
"Senior, how to exchange the whole set of spells?" Han Fei doesn't know how to trade. Since there is a signboard that can only be exchanged but not sold, he doesn't know what to change?
"Change a orthodox practice method, preferably the mind method." The old man has been watching the cold flying for a long time. The cold flying is simple and dusty, like a scattered cultivation.
Han Fei frowned. Xuantian Zhengxin Tips is a set of the most orthodox and high-level cultivation methods, which can reduce the generation of heart demons and help immortals break through. However, it can't be passed on easily.
Looking down at the jade Jane in his hand, Han Fei frowned again. Spells rarely die in the immortal world. Even the Ziyunfeng of Xianxiazong are simple small spells. They can only use a little aura of heaven and earth, and there is no legendary great power, unless it is with the help of the way of seal.
The method of chasing the wind and catching breath is a good little spell, but what Han Fei valued more is the follow-up development of this set of spells.
"Can you change it?" Han Fei asked.
The old man shook his head, and his voice was old and plain, as if he was sleeping and murmured. As you can also see, my longevity is approaching. With the help of practicing the heart method, it can minimize the generation of heart demons, and help me calm down, and I will be able to successfully break through the golden elixir.
"Senior, you can't tell each other at will when you practice the mind." Han Fei aggravated his tone and said in a low voice.
"Oh?" The old man raised his eyes and said in a long voice, "It's the old man who looked away. It turned out that he was not a Taoist friend."
Han Fei was shocked, and then he realized that if it was Sanxiu, he would not say what he had just said. Although the skill of Sanxiu is not easy to come by and even broken, in order to break through, it can exchange skills and mental feelings with each other.
"May I ask what sect is the Taoist friend? If it can help me break through the golden elixir, I am willing to worship your sect." The old man sighed and looked up, as if he wanted to lift his chest, but he was unable to bend down his old waist. I'm old. I can't even raise my head and straighten my chest.
A desolate breath came from the old man's body, and Han Fei suddenly was shocked. This situation of sitting and waiting for death is very shocking.
It is not easy to practice. If you achieve the Yuanhua period, what kind of achievement it is. Even if it is not a golden elixir, it is enough to be proud of one area. However, today's peak old man in the late Yuanhua period is sitting here waiting to die. How desolate it is.
Han Fei was overjoyed when he heard it. If this person is suitable and sincerely worships Xianxia Sect, the strength of Xianxia Sect will definitely go further.
He stared at the old man carefully and said, "How can I believe you?"
"How do you believe it?" The old man was weak and weak, and asked indifferently.
"Make an oath of heavenly disaster!" The cold words surprised the old man.
"Well, it's just sincere, and I'm not afraid of a natural disaster." The old man raised his head, and his old face seemed to glow with a few rays of vitality.
The old man spreads his voice. What kind of school, what kind of skills?"
Han Fei got up and waved to the old man. The old man got up and followed him closely, and his rickety body stood up slightly.
"Xianxiazong, Xuantian Zhengxin's secret. I don't know if the seniors are willing to exchange? Han Fei's voice.
The old man's ears buzzed, and his body trembled. Xianxia Sect, a major sect that has prevailed for thousands of years, is not only one Tang Dynasty, but also as far as Zhongzhou Dafeng Kingdom to every corner of the Tang Dynasty. No one knows.
Why is Xianxiazong called the first faction? Without the master of Yuanying, how can you be the first?
What do you rely on? The practice of martial arts, the method of cultivating the mind, the charm magic, and the array, including the seven swords of Zixia Zhenren, are all well-known. It is also said that Xianxiazong has a method of sword cultivation.
The secret of Xuantian Zhengxin is the method of cultivating the heart of the disciples of Xianxia Sect. Orthodox, perfect, deep and unique, an opportunity for epiphany.
In Dark Moon Mountain, Han Fei found a place where immortals gathered, entered an inn, and put a small formation.
"Good array method, deep in the study of gossip." The old man's eyes lit up and guessed, "Are you a disciple of Ziyunfeng of Xianxiazong?"
"Yes!" Holding the jade in his hand, a period of mysterious characters appeared in his mind, and a period of obscure feelings filled his heart.
"What a wonderful spell, chasing the wind and chasing the breath, the fruit is like a mystery." Opening his eyes, he took the jade slips, and Han Fei took out a small book. It was one to nine heart tips given to him by Mu Yu.
The old man took it tremblingly. At a glance, I suddenly became excited.
"I, He Zhen, swore by the disaster of heaven and earth to worship Xianxia Sect. If you are unfaithful and rebellious, you are willing to fall into reincarnation and suffer all your life."
Han Fei laughed. Suddenly, his spirit moved, and his face suddenly became cold.
"Are you following me?" The cold killing sound rolled, the murderous air rushed up, and the clouds in the sky burst in an instant.