Chapter 2383

"Does this crack reach the middle heaven?"

Looking at the black cracks on the huge mountain, Luo Feng turned to Tu Wan mountain.

The seemingly small crack, which has been winding upward, can't see the end, emits the atmosphere of the reversal of heaven and earth. The majestic vitality of heaven and earth inclines down from it, forming a silver peak in the sky, like a waterfall hanging above the nine days.

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

"Half right."

Tu Wanshan smiled and explained: "this crack just extends to the edge of the middle heaven, and does not really break through the middle heaven. It is said that a long time ago, a horizontal practitioner who was about to be the king, when he understood the heaven and the earth and gathered the will of the king, he cracked the sky with one fist."

"Originally, the Rift will gradually recover with the passage of time, but the strong man's will is extremely strong and immortal, so the rift has been left. Later, our Yuangang hall is here to establish a sect. Thanks to this crack, the vitality of heaven and earth here is extremely abundant, and the will of heaven and earth revealed in it is also of great benefit to the spirit of the warrior. "

Luo Feng nodded, looked at the huge suspended mountain in front, and asked, "what's the matter with this mountain? The force field around us is very strange. "

"Ha ha, did you find it?"

Tu Wan Shan smiled and said, "this mountain is called Xuanchong mountain. It was discovered by the first leader of Yuangang hall. There are magnets all over the mountain, so the gravity far exceeds the outside world. Not only that, according to the records, when the first temple Lord found the mountain, an ancient fierce beast fell on the mountain, and the blood dyed the mountain red. "

"Maybe it's the relationship between the mountain gravity field and the powerful idea of the ancient fierce beast, which is integrated into the mountain, so people close to it will feel heavy, both mentally and physically."

"I see."

Luo Feng nodded, and finally understood why Yuangang hall only accepted horizontal training disciples.

For those who practice martial arts horizontally, cultivation is the honing of spirit and body, which is undoubtedly the best solid foundation.

Looking at the suspended peak, Luo Feng said: "Lord Tu, can I disturb you for a few days here. I'm going to be here for a period of time in seclusion and practice, and I'm going to attack the general trend of perfection. "

Luofeng already has the rudiment of the great potential in mind. The sooner he understands it, the better.

Moreover, he felt that the strong breath emanating from the Xuanzhong mountain and the will revealed by the crack in the sky echoed from afar, and they were clear-cut and inviolable to each other, forming a kind of mysterious and mysterious world trend. If you practice here, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

"Ha ha ha ha, 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 Wan Shan laughed.

Since the dragon vein conference, the twelve golden palace, and even the nine kingdoms, have recognized Luofeng as a young king. Now Luofeng represents a legend of canglan Dynasty, far surpassing the twelve golden palace owner in strength and reputation.

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

"Lin Hongyi, when will you return to the holy land?" Tu Wan Shan looks back at Lin Hong Yi.

Lin Hongyi took a look at Luo Feng. "I'll stay for a while, too."

Tu Wan Shan, with a bright mind, said with a smile, "OK, I'll arrange someone right away to prepare the mountain for you to practice."

In a twinkling of an eye, the crystal peak came to the top of Xuanchong mountain and slowly landed on a square on the main peak.

"The Lord is back."

"Eh, that's elder Lin Hongyi."

"Who is the man next to the elder. How to sit on the same level with the temple master. "

"He He is Luofeng, the honorary elder of Linglong temple, and Luofeng, the son of ten saints. "

"What! Ten sons of God, Luofeng. "

Many disciples of Yuangang hall gathered in the square. Hearing the news, they came together. The news of Luofeng, like the storm of the sea, soon spread all over the square. All of them came together and looked forward to it. Especially those younger generation of disciples, their eyes were full of worship and even shouted the name of Luofeng.

It's a bit of an accident for Luofeng.

Tu Wan Shan said with a smile: "you are now the legend of the nine kingdoms. Most of the young generation regard you as their goal. Your responsibility has a long way to go. "

Luo Feng smiled a little, no denying.

"Welcome to the Lord."

"Welcome elder Lin Hongyi and elder Luo Feng."

Zhenyuan's condensed crystal peak gradually dissipated, and Tu Wanshan fell on the ground. The present disciples immediately saluted.

"Temple Lord, how is the situation of black blood lake?" Ask the elder of Yuangang hall.

Tu Wan mountain road: "it has been properly handled, details, and so on. Let Qi Chang wait for me in the lava hall. "

"Do you want to invite Qi Changlao?" The elder who spoke was a little surprised. Qi Changlao had a high qualification in Yuangang hall, and was also the most excellent casting soldier. In terms of identity, he was more dignified than the Lord of the hall.

Tu Wan Shan nodded and said, "you say that some distinguished guests need his help to repair the spirit soldiers."

With that, Tu Wan Shan took a look at Luo Feng.

"Good." Presbyterian will, turn away.

Tu Wan Shan asked several other elders a few more words.

A female elder came to Luofeng and said with a warm smile, "Luofeng, please come with me. I will take you to the place where you are going to practice."

"Well, thank you."

Luo Feng nodded and said goodbye to Lin Hongyi. As the female elder left the square, four seasons sword servant and blood lotus followed.

The female elder took Luofeng and flew directly to the second mountain behind the main peak.

"That's it."

The female elder stopped in front of the mountain and said to Luofeng, "this mountain is called Haoyun mountain. You can practice in seclusion here without anyone disturbing you. If you need anything, you can shake the bell. I will come. "

The elder lady took out a green jade bell and handed it to Xia he. After saying goodbye, she turned away.

"Sister Xiahe, let me see the bell." Chunlan is interested in the small bell.

Xia he put the bells away. "It's not something to play with. All right, let's divide up. Don't disturb young master's practice. "

Chunlan made a face and didn't speak again.

"Let's go, let's go down."

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

This mountain is extremely precipitous, surrounded by cliffs, and below is the unpredictable white clouds, which hide the mountain and stand on the top as if standing on the vast sea of clouds, just like a fairy residence.

"No wonder it's called haoyunfeng..."

Luo Feng looks at the illusory sea of clouds, takes a deep breath, full of the vitality of heaven and earth, goes straight to the heart, plus the mood of the dust, the spirit becomes clear and clear.

Hum!

When the mind moved, Luo Feng stood in front of 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 soul power, everything becomes slower and slower. At last, it loses its original shape, and the mountains and rivers are not there. The rest is a constantly distorted and bizarre color world.

Each of these colors represents an artistic conception, and its characteristics are also presented in Luofeng's mind.

The mood of blue water can be firm or soft. When it's soft, it can moisten things silently and continuously. When it's hard, it can submerge dangerous peaks and destroy the earth

It's a dazzling conception of thunder. It's powerful and fierce. There's nothing to be done

The red and dazzling artistic conception of fire is full of the atmosphere of destruction, which is indelible

The mood of the floating cloud is ethereal and unpredictable

……

All kinds of artistic conception flowed in Luofeng's heart.

The summit of haoyunfeng.

"Less..."

Chunlan saw Luofeng, standing on the edge of the cliff, suddenly motionless, about to ask, was stopped by Xuelian.

"Shhh..."

Xia he makes a silent movement, astringes the breath, and retreats to a kilometer away.

"What's the matter, young master?" Chunlan can only speak at this moment.

Blood lotus light way: "alert around, from now on, no one is allowed to approach."

Xia he nodded: "you should understand what you have learned. Now you can't be disturbed."

Whoosh! Whiz! Whiz...

Voice down, a few people figure a flash, fly to different directions, the whole haoyunfeng guard up.

All kinds of artistic conception flowed from Luofeng's heart, as if he also turned into one of the streams, and integrated into this world. The rudiment of the perfect general trend became more and more clear in his heart.

An hour!

Two hours.

One day

Two days

As time goes by, Luofeng still stands beside the cliff and looks at the vast sea of clouds like a sculpture that has experienced thousands of years of wind and rain.

When Luofeng understood the great trend of perfection, Jingyue, the leader of jintuomen shaomen, and his party also came back to jintuomen in a state of embarrassment.

"It's Shao clan leaders."

"Why are there only so many people?"

"Elder Shenyuan."

The number of people who followed Shenyuan and Jingyue to heixue Lake totaled more than 100, but now the number of people who came back is less than 20, and most of them are depressed and injured. The disciples of jintuomen who saw this scene were shocked.

"Eh, little sect leader, your hand!"

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

The news that Jingyue had lost one hand soon spread all over the Jintuo gate. The disciples of Jintuo gate came here.

Jingyue and his party fell down.

"Is elder Shen Yuan back?"

As soon as he landed, a middle-aged elder beside Jingyue grabbed a disciple of jintuomen and asked in a sharp voice, which was as cold as a knife.

"No No, Did Shen Yuanchang join you in the black blood lake? "

The disciple of jintuomen shook his head like a rattle.

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

"Of course he didn't have the face to come back. If it wasn't for him I will not... "

Jing Yue's face was white and blue. Whether Shen Yuan was defeated by Luo Feng or not, if the other party reminded him in time at that time, he would not provoke Luo Feng's big evil star, so he lost one hand.

"Ah!"

Boom!

Can't help but hate in his heart. Jingyue screams and makes a deep hole in the ground with one hand. As a result, the injury is triggered. It's just a gush of blood. His eyes are black and he faints directly.