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The wind became stronger and stronger, rushing towards Duan Lingtian like a knife, leaving tiny marks on Duan Lingtian's cheeks.
These are small wounds blown by the wind.
However, every time these small wounds appeared, they were completely repaired by Duan Lingtian's flashing Yuan Power, as if they had never appeared before.
At this time, on Duan Lingtian's body, wisps of solid blue Gang Qi began to rage, and along with Yuan Li, it seemed to form waves of clearly visible substantial blue Gang Qi.
And these bursts of green wind wrapped around Duan Lingtian's body, seeming to form a protective shield to protect Duan Lingtian.
The ferocious wind continued to sweep towards the face, hitting the azure wind, causing the latter to tremble. Finally, the two merged into one, and not a single drop fell on Duan Lingtian.
At the same time, a strange scene happened.
I saw that the 'Impression of the Wind', which was not completely compatible with the Yuan Li, actually became more and more consistent with the Yuan Li, as if it was moved by the oncoming wind.
"accelerate!"
Feng Wudao's eyes noticed this change immediately and continued to speak.
The blue-eyed giant eagle continued to accelerate.
After a while, the speed increased to the 'Sixth Level of Cave Void Realm'.
The wind became stronger, and the green wind around Duan Lingtian's body showed signs of being defeated again.
"Brother Duan..."
Although there was still worry on Feng Tianwu's pretty face, she could now detect Duan Lingtian's progress. Every moment, the 'Impression of the Wind' seemed to be quietly improving.
At first, the 'green wind' formed by the integration of the wind surrounding Duan Lingtian's body with Yuan Li had a tendency to collapse, but later, it calmed down again.
At the same time, the cyan Gangfeng became more and more pure.
The artistic conception of wind is almost completely integrated into Yuanli. This feeling is as if it has turned into a real 'wind'.
This feeling is similar to Zhang Shouyong's understanding of the 'Impression of the Earth' and Bai Hao's understanding of the 'Impression of Fire'.
The 'nine-level low-level artistic conception' they comprehended is only half a step away from the 'first-level intermediate artistic conception'.
In other words, Duan Lingtian is heading in that direction now, and the gap is not big.
Taking a step further, the artistic conception of wind that Duan Lingtian comprehends can be completely 'substantial'.
The speed of the blue-eyed giant eagle is still increasing.
Before long, it had picked up speed to the speed of its heyday.
Of course, this only refers to the speed at which it can exert its energy from the 'Seventh Level of Cave Void Realm' alone, without using the 'artistic conception' it has comprehended.
Otherwise, it will be faster.
But even so, the current Duan Lingtian is still not afraid of the biting wind that is coming towards him, because the increasingly substantial 'wind mood' around his body 'swallows' the oncoming wind.
"continue."
Feng Wudao spoke.
Wow!
On the body of the blue-eyed giant eagle, the fiery red Gang Qi swept out and merged into the energy of the whole body, as if forming a substantial ball of hot flames.
At this moment, the blue-eyed giant eagle seemed to be transformed into a 'flaming bird', and flaming clouds appeared wherever it passed.
As the blue-eyed giant eagle accelerated, the wind intensified again.
The green wind around Duan Lingtian's body showed signs of collapse again, but it did not collapse in the end. Instead, it became even more flawless under the appropriate acceleration of the blue-eyed giant eagle.
The more flawless the cyan Gangfeng is, the closer the 'Idea of the Wind' is to reality.
time flies.
A month later, the cyan wind on Duan Lingtian finally stabilized, and finally gradually converged, completely integrating into his body.
At this time, even without the protection of the cyan Gang Qi, the terrifying oncoming Gang wind seemed to have no impact on Duan Lingtian.
Duan Lingtian opened his eyes, opened his arms, and faced the oncoming strong wind with a bright smile on his face, "The artistic conception has finally materialized... One step further, it will be the 'First Level Intermediate Wind's artistic conception'!"
Although he is only half a step away from the intermediate level of artistic conception, Duan Lingtian knows in his heart that this is the most difficult time.
He, who has the memory of the two reincarnations of Emperor Wu, knows this very well.
"Qing Lao, thank you."
Duan Lingtian bowed to the head of the giant blue-eyed eagle and thanked him very sincerely.
This thank you comes from the heart.
Because Duan Lingtian knew that without the 'cooperation' of the Blue-Eyed Giant Eagle, he would not have been able to complete the substantial transformation of 'Wind Concept' so quickly.
"Little guy, you are the person with the best understanding that I have ever seen besides Tian Wu... However, Tian Wu is a 'fire spirit body', but you are not a 'wind spirit body'. How can you be so quick?" It is really rare to understand the artistic conception of wind to such an extent."
The blue-eyed giant eagle did not hesitate to express his appreciation at all.
"Young and old have been rewarded."
Duan Lingtian said modestly.
Immediately afterwards, Duan Lingtian turned around, facing the roaring wind, and slowly walked into the Yuanli light shield on the back of the blue-eyed giant eagle.
"Brother Duan, congratulations."
Feng Tianwu congratulated Duan Lingtian.
Duan Lingtian smiled and nodded, then looked at Feng Wudao and looked at each other. The words of thanks he wanted to say were stopped by Feng Wudao's eyes.
it is more than words.
"Where are we now?"
Duan Lingtian asked curiously as he looked down at the boundless land flying behind his feet.
"Brother Duan, we have been away from the Han Dynasty for more than ten days... This is the area belonging to the Ming Dynasty. In a few days, we will arrive at the capital of the Ming Dynasty. We will rest there for a few days. "
Feng Tianwu said to Duan Lingtian, feeling slightly tired.
"Um."
Duan Lingtian nodded, but he didn't expect that he would be in another dynasty when he woke up from the state of comprehending the 'Impression of the Wind'.
During the Ming Dynasty, Duan Lingtian had heard of it when he was in the Han Dynasty.
This is a dynasty located in the northwest of the Han Dynasty. It covers a vast area, no less than the Han Dynasty.
In addition, because it was closer to "outside the territory" than the Han Dynasty, the martial arts in the Ming Dynasty was more fierce, and the number of talented warriors born in it had always been greater than that in the Han Dynasty.
After a few days, the Blue-Eyed Eagle slowed down.
At this moment, Duan Lingtian looked forward, and wherever he looked, a small black dot appeared.
As the blue-eyed giant eagle approached, the small black dot grew larger and larger, and finally turned into a huge city dormant like a giant beast.
Outside the city, Duan Lingtian could see the ancient walls surrounding the city.
These city walls exude a sense of vicissitudes all the time, as if they are telling the long history of their existence.
"Qing, still here five days later."
Feng Wudao said hello to the blue-eyed giant eagle, and then took the lead to rise into the air and leave the back of the blue-eyed giant eagle.
Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu followed suit and jumped into the air one by one.
"Girl Wu, little one...see you in five days."
The sharp gaze of the blue-eyed giant eagle passed over Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu one by one, and immediately turned into a ball of flame and disappeared in front of Duan Lingtian and the two.
What remains is the gradually fading 'Fire Cloud'.
"Let's go."
Duan Lingtian and the other two people descended together and walked slowly along the main entrance of the capital of the Ming Dynasty.
Walking into the capital of the Ming Dynasty, Duan Lingtian could feel a different atmosphere from the capital of the Han Dynasty. The passers-by he met along the way were obviously tense and seemed to be on guard for something at any time.
"Brother Duan, in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, some 'martial idiots' often appear and take random actions, so the people in the capital of the Han Dynasty have developed a sense of caution."
As if seeing the confusion on Duan Lingtian's face, Feng Tianwu explained.
Duan Lingtian suddenly realized that this was what happened, "It is indeed a dynasty adjacent to 'outside the territory'. In terms of the prevalence of martial arts, it is indeed stronger than the Han Dynasty."
Duan Lingtian had to admit this.
Duan Lingtian and the others shuttled on the main road of the capital of the Ming Dynasty, heading all the way to the center of the capital.
At the same time, Duan Lingtian looked around curiously.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a harsh howling sound came from a distance, getting closer and closer.
Duan Lingtian raised his brows and couldn't help but look forward. He saw a middle-aged man in gray clothes, attacking two passers-by who were walking together.
boom! boom!
Two palms were slashed out, and the two passers-by died instantly.
"Third level of Cave Void Realm?"
Looking at the phantoms of forty ancient horned dragons in the void above the middle-aged man in gray clothes, Duan Lingtian frowned. He did not expect that a Cave Void Realm warrior would sneak attack others on the road.
He didn't even use 'Imagination' to kill those two people. The gap between their strength and his can be imagined.
"Um?"
Soon, a sneer appeared on Duan Lingtian's lips.
Just because he saw the middle-aged man in gray locking his eyes on the three of them, or to be precise, on Feng Tianwu.
"What a beautiful woman! You are mine."
The middle-aged man in gray clothes soared into the sky and flew over, his eyes full of lust, as if Feng Tianwu was already in his possession.
Now, he swooped in, aiming directly at Duan Lingtian and Feng Wudao.
Obviously, in his opinion, as long as he kills Duan Lingtian and the other two, he can possess Feng Tianwu.
Duan Lingtian didn't move because there was no need.
As early as when the middle-aged man in gray clothes began to blaspheme Feng Tianwu, he noticed that Feng Wudao's eyes had completely turned cold.
He knew that his Uncle Feng was angry.
Wow!
Facing Duan Lingtian and Feng Wudao, the middle-aged man in gray clothes used his "artistic conception". The "artistic conception of water" merged into Yuanli and became completely substantial. His whole person seemed to have turned into a violent wave.
"Nine Waves!"
The middle-aged man in gray clothes shouted loudly, shook his hands, and slapped out two palms.
Suddenly, the waves that hit us came one after another, each wave stronger than the last.
The whole nine waves kept colliding with each other. The speed of the first wave became faster and faster, and the force became stronger and stronger. In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Duan Lingtian and Feng Wudao.
"die!"
The middle-aged man in gray had cold eyes that contained no emotion, as if he had already seen Duan Lingtian and Feng Wudao being slapped to death by his two palms.
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