In autumn, Zhuo Rusui felt something strange as soon as he started to close his eyes and practice.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged from all directions like real wind. Although most of them entered Jing Jiu's body, the concentration of spiritual energy between the cliffs increased by many times, and the essence was condensed like water.

Even the Zhongzhou Sect and Qingshan Sect, these two sects with the best spiritual veins, cannot find such abundant spiritual energy.

How many years does one year mean in practice in such an environment? From autumn to now, how long has it been since he felt the obvious growth of the Taoist tree, the number of sword elements has increased greatly, and even... so he was silent for so long and then asked that question.

Gu Qing was silent for a while and said, "It was like this before, but it wasn't like this."

Yes, the entire Shenmofeng knew that when Jing Jiu meditated and practiced, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would move closer to his body. So both Ada and she liked to practice not far from him. The problem was that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the past was just a little thicker, but it was like this time, it really came from all directions like the wind.

Zhao Luyue looked at Jing Jiu and thought to himself that it was because you are now at a higher level?

If this is true, then how much spiritual energy will be needed to practice when you reach the Tongtian Realm?

If so many amounts of spiritual energy enter a person's body in a short period of time, the heaven and earth will inevitably produce sensations, and may even... cause heavenly disasters!

After reading the sword book, Jing Jiu waved his hand and threw it under the cliff. Before he could float away, the sword book shattered into blue smoke.

Immediately afterwards, the wind and snow on the cliff suddenly became chaotic, and with a gentle buzzing sound, he had disappeared from the spot.

Zhao Layue and the other two subconsciously looked into the sky, but they could still see him.

After a few breaths, Jing Jiu broke through the gale wind and entered the virtual realm.

There is no air in the virtual realm, naturally there is no wind or sound, and it is as quiet as a tomb.

He felt that someone was watching him thousands of miles southwest direction - from late autumn to winter, he attracted a lot of spiritual energy in the world, but it was nothing to the greatest world. Unexpectedly, it still alarmed some powerful people nearby.

Ada didn't like the virtual realm either, and didn't want to stay here for too long. He squinted his eyes and looked southwest.

The aura in the southwest disappeared quickly.

Jing Jiu continued to move upwards and soon arrived at the upper level of the virtual realm.

In the sky higher, those colorful thunderstorm vortexes looked like terrifying big eyes, staring at him ruthlessly.

Ada's pupils shrank into beans, and he started to whine, but forgot that there was no sound in the virtual realm, so he had to stretch out his right claw and scratch Jing Jiu's face.

A bright spark sputtered in the sky, then fell and disappeared quickly.

Jing Jiu shook his head and put it down.

A Dapiao was in the virtual realm, and his long white hair became extremely fluffy, looking like a weak, pitiful and helpless dandelion.

After dozens of breaths, Jing Jiu arrived at the top of the virtual realm, took off his white clothes and put them away.

Then, in just a short time, he broke through the seemingly indestructible barrier and entered the Thunder Realm.

As Da looked at the scene, his pupils shrank into rice grains, full of fear and anxiety.

There is still no sound in the virtual realm.

The terrifying eyes in the Thunder Realm were still so wide that it seemed as if no speck of dust had fallen into it.

I don’t know how long it took, but a very small spark suddenly appeared in a whirlpool of thunderstorm.

It was not a spark, but a rapidly falling figure, whose body was surrounded by the high-temperature thunder fire.

The figure fell at an unimaginable speed, breaking through the indeed indestructible barrier, returning to the virtual realm, and the flames on his body were instantly extinguished.

Ada floated over, looked at Jing Jiu who was still smoking, and asked uneasily in his spiritual sense: "What does it feel?"

Jing Jiu smiled and said, "Very good."

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When he returned to the snow cliff with Ada in his arms, Jing Jiu had already put on his white clothes, as clean as usual, and nothing seemed to have happened.

But both Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing felt that his breath had changed significantly.

Zhao Layue knew the reason and reached out to touch his forehead and found that it was actually hot... No, it should be said that it was as hot as a soldering iron!

Zhuo Rusui looked at her movements and felt very confused. She thought, could the head uncle have a fever too?

Zhao Layue then noticed that Jing Jiu's defective earlobe was a little burnt, so he reached out and rubbed it, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

A Da cummed, saying that this pervert not only did not hurt, but also felt very happy.

"Let's go." Jing Jiu said.

Three flying swords flew up one after another.

The Fox sword is even more bright red.

The fish-swallowing sword is extremely agile.

The universe is still so wide.

Zhuo Rusui stepped on the sword, facing the wind, and was very energetic and said, "I'm going to break the realm!"

Zhao Layue said: "So too."

These two natural Taoist species of Qingshan Sect can be said to be the strongest among the younger generation in the cultivation world today.

In recent years, they have been rushing to the Ueye Shang Realm. They thought they would have to last for at least ten years, but who would have thought that they would have stood on that threshold now.

Zhuo Rusui suddenly thought of an extremely important thing, turned to Gu Qing and said, "When I practice in the future, I will sit next to my uncle."

His mind was spinning very fast, knowing that Zhao Layue could not fight, and it was impossible for him to squat on Jing Jiu's head like Lord Bai Gui, so he could only fight with Gu Qing.

Then he thought that Gu Qing was the master's disciple after all, and he was just a junior nephew, and his relationship was a little bit worse, so he quickly added: "I am the senior brother."

Naturally, Gu Qing would not argue with him, and said, "Okay, I'm used to standing behind the master."

Seeing Gu Qing agreeing so simply, Zhuo Rusui felt a little embarrassed and said to Jing Jiu: "Uncle Master, can you stop sitting by the cliff in the future? In that case, there will be two more people sitting in front of you."

This is to forget Yuanqu and Ping Yongjia.

Gu Qing smiled and thought to himself that you can calculate clearly.

Jing Jiu said: "You have used the meal from Shenmo Peak several times, and now you have to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

Zhuo Rusui could naturally hear that he was not angry. On the contrary, he was willing to say such whispers, which showed that he was in an extremely good mood and quickly followed.

"Now you are also the master of Tianguang Peak, so you can't be more favorable than one!"

Several sword lights cut through the sky, leaving clear cloud marks.

Somewhere in the snowy mountain south, Xuantian Sect, from the sect leader to ordinary disciples, everyone knelt on the ground and saluted at the several sword lights in the sky.

Zhou Yunmu slowly stood up, stood on the bluestone, looked at the sky for a moment, and said, "I will start to retreat from today."

The leader of Xuantian Sect Lu Jin was stunned for a moment before he understood what was going on. He said happily: "Congratulations to Master!"

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"Congratulations to Master."

A little novice monk walked into the meditation room and said respectfully to an old monk sitting in front of the Buddha statue, with unconcealed joy and pride between his eyebrows and eyes.

This temple is called Pinggu Temple. It has three halls in front and behind. It has more than ten monks. It is the family temple of Jia Sheng, a famous wealthy merchant in Yizhou City.

The old monk was a traveler monk. He came from another state last autumn. The abbot of Pinggu Temple talked to him for a moment and found that the old monk had profound Buddhist teachings and profound knowledge. He was shocked to the heavens and the gods and looked at him with his master.

In late winter, the abbot of Pinggu Temple was infected with a cold wind and died. Before his death, he begged the old monk to help take care of Pinggu Temple.

The old monk was unwilling to do so, but seeing the abbot so sad, he had to reluctantly respond and said that he would leave after three years.

The rich businessman, Jia Sheng, had known that the old monk was not uncommon through the abbot, and naturally had no objection to the idea that a true master could be welcomed in the family temple.

In this way, the old monk became the abbot of Pinggu Temple.

The congratulations that the little novice monk said had nothing to do with this matter. Instead, the governor of Yizhou heard that the new abbot of Pinggu Temple was a great Zen master and decided to bring his family to burn incense.

Although Pinggu Temple is the Jia family temple, it is naturally a convenience for the magistrate.

After this incident, I think Pinggu Temple will inevitably become a very famous Zen temple in Yizhou City. It is said that one day it will be able to leave the Jia family and become a real famous temple.

There is such a beautiful thing, no wonder that the little novice monk is so happy.

The old monk said to the Buddha statue, "I will leave in three years. If I really leave the Jia family, what are you going to do?"

The little novice monk did not answer his words, but he was a calm voice.

"You'll leave today."

The calmness in this voice has reached a certain extreme.

It is a state that goes far beyond coldness and is closer to silence.

It seems that not to mention this Hiraguchi Temple, even if the whole world is destroyed, that person will not feel anything.

The old monk turned around.

The little novice monk has fallen to the ground, not knowing life and death.

Jing Jiu stood at the door.

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To be continued...