Spring rain is as moist as cake.
The city of Dali is shrouded as lightly as a gauze.
A thick early spring cloud covered the top of the head, and the sky was not visible.
The weather in early spring is as unpredictable as the mood of a girl in her prime.
The sky was clear a moment ago, but a moment later, it may have turned gloomy.
Just like the national destiny of this small southern country that is relatively peaceful.
The raindrops fell indifferently, hitting the exotic flowers in the harem, making them look delicate and beautiful.
The Western Zhou Dynasty was so empty and quiet that it was unreal.
Zhou Xuanxin didn't care much, he just stretched his waist comfortably, and the muscles and bones of his western limbs made bursts of crackling and stretching sounds.
Although he is still the same young man, after only one month of not seeing him, he has changed again.
He casually stopped a passing palace official and learned about today's situation.
It turns out that a few days ago, the Tubo army made frequent movements on the border, in order to urge Duan to fight.
After all, Nan Di could not wait until Zhou Xuanxin came out of seclusion, so he had to carry his scarred body to the place where everyone agreed to compete.
Dali Tianlong Temple.
And that's where Duan Zhixing said before that there are more mysterious books.
Non-members of the Duan royal family are not allowed to enter.
Zhou Xuanxin secretly thought that although he had made great progress at this moment, it was too early to join the world.
But even if it is for the remaining system tasks, it is worth going through this journey.
What's more, both his unreliable father Zhou Botong and himself owe something to the Duan family in Dali.
Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan felt greatly at peace.
The way forward can be decided in one thought, so there is no need for distracting thoughts.
While talking and laughing, his figure suddenly stood up.
Suddenly, I walked several feet away.
Walking through the wind, passing through the streets of the ancient city.
Now, although he does not have the inheritance of Qinggong, he has already cultivated it, and his body is naturally as light as a swallow. Although he is not a very clever soaring technique, it is still enough to outperform ordinary warriors.
Instead, I have time to look up and observe the changes in the world.
But at this moment, walking in the air, every step seemed as light as nothing.
In an instant, Zhou Xuanxin seemed to feel something in his heart.
The Taoist heart is clear and has entered a state of emptiness.
At this moment, under his feet, there seemed to be thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
It seems like a person is walking slowly while the mind wanders far away!
Suddenly it turned into a thousand-mile long wind, blowing across the Wanren Mountains.
Suddenly it turned into thunder and lightning, escaping into the vast night.
Suddenly it turned into overflowing rivers, and hundreds of mighty rivers flowed into the sea.
Suddenly it turned into a green lotus in the lake, curling up and leaving the world alone.
Whether you move or stop, it all depends on your heart.
Traveling is thousands of miles, stopping is just a moment.
There is no obstruction between movement and stillness!
He has transformed into all things and is happy to receive heaven’s grace!
Suddenly, Zhou Xuanxin's eyes suddenly became clear, and his feet suddenly felt light!
Heaven and earth are in the same color, and all things are one!
A single step creates wind, which can travel thousands of miles away!
For a moment, he only felt that his Qinggong body skills had improved to more than one level in an instant?
Just like he did just now, he can act and stop from the heart, and be able to move and remain calm. Isn't it unparalleled?
If you are trying to defend yourself against the enemy, you will naturally be able to do so with ease, and you will be able to dodge and then counterattack with ease.
The spring breeze is slightly cool, but it is the fate that sends me thousands of miles of clouds at this moment.
At this moment, in Zhou Xuanxin's eyes, the movement of everything seemed to have slowed down.
It was so slow that it almost stopped, and there was only the wind and rain in front of me, rushing continuously.
It seems that all these natural things can become part of one's body.
As long as the world continues to be stormy, no one can match my Qinggong.
The wind and rain, the trees in front of me, and the mountains and lakes in the distance, in my eyes, are no longer disconnected things that are floating thousands of miles away.
But all things are one with me, and everything can be a ladder!
There was an epiphany!
The light in Zhou Xuanxin's eyes became brighter and brighter.
Lift one foot slightly, as before you still had to walk on the green leaves.
But at this moment, a ripple passed through the air, and he was already walking in the air.
If others saw it, they would only think that it was Lingxu's unique skill in controlling the air.
However, only Zhou Xuanxin knew that at this moment, he was one with the elements of all things, and his realm was even more profound.
In an instant, the speed on the road increased by an unknown amount!
The wind and rain came suddenly, and a white rainbow-like figure walked across the sky.
On the path I walked, the raindrops were like a curtain, and the wind was like a long road.
Like the most transparent avenue in the world, it also seems like the softest shield in the world.
Wait until the white rainbow flashes past, then sinks down to the world, cleaning away the filth.
In the end, it turned into rivers, lakes and seas again, vast and without a trace.
Just now I suddenly realized that Lingxu's movement technique was really mysterious.
And after Zhou Xuanxin was overjoyed when she first walked hundreds of miles, she felt a little lonely again.
Whether it is the "Relief of Destruction" heart technique that I have explored before, or the Lingxu body technique that I just developed, they are only prototypes.
Although it is mysterious and mysterious, it is far superior to ordinary martial arts.
But in the end, due to the difficulty of my own cultivation, I was unable to practice in depth again.
As for Lingxu's body technique, it can only be used once in a short period of time, which consumes a lot of true energy.
Fortunately, when he had just realized his enlightenment, he stimulated his body's potential, so he did not consume too much of his accumulated internal energy.
And if one day, when the cultivation is advanced, and these two skills are perfected, there will naturally be no taboos.
But looking at the battle in front of us, it is not suitable for use.
However, for now, Zhou Xuanxin can be considered satisfied.
He walked across the plains and wilderness with steps like wind. The journey that originally took several days on horseback was overtaken by him in less than half a day.
In the distance, I saw bursts of Buddhist incense rising from a temple in front of me in the wind and rain.
Although the spring rain is getting heavier, the green smoke of sandalwood is still lingering on the writing tip. I guess it is the internal strength of a master with extremely high cultivation level who maintains it.
Perhaps, the battle at Tianlong Temple has already begun.
Sure enough, Zhou Xuanxin landed lightly on a sycamore tree, and he could see the scene in the temple from a distance.
I saw such a huge temple, but it was already filled with water.
I saw that most of the people standing in the courtyard were Zen masters from Dali Temple.
The other party, on the other hand, was dressed rather strangely. Some were half-wrapped in saffron cassocks, and some were wearing short golden shirts. They must be disciples of Tubo's native Tantric sect.
Behind a group of Tantric disciples, stood two very conspicuous bald heads among the crowd.
It is Jinlun Dharma King and Jiumozhi.
At this moment, the bricks and tiles in Tianlong Temple were broken, and the ruins fell to the west.
The fishermen, woodcutter, farmers and Westerners thought that they had already competed in the competition. They were all out of breath and had injuries on their bodies.
Only Duan Zhixing was still standing in the center, facing two masters with different statures encircling and attacking.
In a moment, dozens of moves were exchanged.
Zhou Xuanxin looked at it briefly, but couldn't help but frown.
When Duan Zhixing raised his finger and pointed, his strength seemed to be strong, but in fact, it was the end of a strong crossbow and the stamina was weak.
It's no wonder Tubo dared to bully each other like this. Just looking at Duan Zhixing's skills, he was probably just at the first level of cultivation at this moment.
However, Zhou Xuanxin couldn't stay away from the situation he was in.
The two people who were dueling with him were actually two disciples of Jin Lun Dharma King.
Hodu and Darba.
Zhou Xuanxin took a quick look and saw that these two people were very skilled, far better than any of the fishermen, woodcutter, farmers and scholars from the West.
Both of them are at the third level of cultivation realm.
And these two people cooperate perfectly with each other. Their kung fu methods are completely different but they complement each other and are worthy of the peak combat power of the second rank!
However, at this time, Nan Di's internal strength was getting less and less, his strength was gradually declining, he was weak on the left and right, and it was difficult to resist.
However, within a moment, the iron fan in Huo Du's hand was lightly swept over his left shoulder, and a bloody wound was opened immediately.
In the spring rain, it is astonishing as falling red.
Zhou Xuan felt unhappy for a while and turned his body, causing the flying leaves to be swept into the courtyard.
