The inner crystal furnace roared and streamed.
In fact, the operation in the furnace is very smooth. The road is covered by clouds and clouds. You can't really see the specific scene.
Yan Zhaoge controls the internal crystal furnace, which is particularly serious.
At the same time, he is also extraordinarily patient. He needs to refine a treasure for himself, which is completely based on his own mind, fits in with what he has learned, and is created purely by himself.
Yan Zhaoge has a draft in his heart, so he should try his best to pursue perfect results. In the plan, this is not an overnight thing.
In this regard, Yan Zhaoge is not in a hurry. In the refining process, he is constantly adjusting and improving the original idea according to the actual situation.
In the following days, Yan Zhaoge lived a very full life, either practicing martial arts to improve himself, or studying the principles of array, or urging the inner crystal furnace to refine treasures.
Time flies, it has been several months.
Since then, Yan Zhaoge has been living in seclusion. Until the day of reckoning, it was almost the season when the black nightmare storm in the West extreme desert of the wind region abated, and Yan Zhaoge just left.
"Ah Hu, please help me to contact the people in the wind area and prepare some things in advance for use." Yan Zhaoge stretched a lazy waist, ah Hu nodded and agreed, then went down to work.
Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes and looked up at the Mottled sunshine falling between the branches and leaves in the forest.
"The fourth test of the Taiyin should be over. I don't know the final result?"
Yan Zhaoge mumbles to himself, thinking and taking steps.
In the fourth test of the Taiyin, Guangcheng mountain still stood on the wall and did not participate.
Although fengyunsheng's body of Taiyin has been restored, it is still under cultivation.
No matter Yan Zhaoge, Fu Enshu and other high-level generalists, although they are all anxious, they all tacitly didn't let Feng Yunsheng take part in the fourth test of the Taiyin.
Without it, it will take time for fengyunsheng to make up for the gap in the previous two years.
The opponent is also making progress, and he is also trying his best to make rapid progress, rather than standing in place waiting for fengyunsheng to catch up.
Yan Zhaoge thought and came to the small valley where fengyunsheng is located.
There, as you can see, fengyunsheng always practices hard.
The hand holding the knife is stable all the time, but deep in the eyes, there seems to be a fire rising, more and more blazing.
It is often difficult for outsiders to understand what kind of energy will burst out when a person gains and loses again, after falling to the bottom of the valley and having a chance to gain again and again in front of him.
Feng Yunsheng's mentality and will are all the best choices. All the pressures are turned into power, which makes her constantly burn herself.
Even if she is not sent by Guangcheng mountain to participate in the test of the Taiyin for the time being, she can understand and just work harder to improve herself.
Yan Zhaoge stands still and watches fengyunsheng practice martial arts.
On the other side, there is another person, who is practicing with one eye.
That is a child who is less than 12 years old now, but he has already practiced Qi to become vigorous and stepped into the realm of master!
Ying Longtu successfully broke the record of Yandi, the father of yanzhaoge, and became the youngest patriarch since the record of the eight polar world.
At the moment, Yinglong map is full of attention. In his eyes, there is a flash of spirituality that he usually said he didn't have. He practices martial arts meticulously. His concentration is no less than that of fengyunsheng.
Only at this time did he not look as dull as usual.
With his boxing, the majestic body Qi and blood soared, far surpassing most martial artists of the same realm.
Yan Zhaoge smiles and looks at the two of them practicing boxing. In the distance, Pan Pan Pan, the giant panda, is sitting on the ground, stuffing food into his mouth. At this time, he sees Yan Zhaoge appear, his eyes suddenly brighten and run this way.
"You're lucky to follow Feng, younger martial sister." Yan Zhaoge hugged Panpan with a smile and touched his big head.
The little black dog meat raised by fengyunsheng has been mixed with yanzhaoge for a long time. Although it doesn't rush up like Panpan, it also shakes its tail happily.
After a fist practice, Ying Longtu accepted the formula and saw Yan Zhaoge. He was also very bright. He came to Yan Zhaoge and said with a shy smile, "elder martial brother Yan."
Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "what's the problem in the cultivation?"
Ying Longtu scratched his head and tried to sum up his words: "I heard that a senior brother mentioned that speed and strength are difficult to balance, and I also used Cangmang mountain and Tianlei hall for comparison, but I feel that what he said seems to be wrong."
Yan Zhaoge laughs, and Han Long'er is honest enough, but he doesn't know if he raised this question with the brother of the same sect face to face.
"He's right, and he's wrong." Yan Zhaoge explained: "it's not accurate to simply say that speed and strength are difficult to take into account. It's also your fist. If you hit it with one fist, you're fast, then the power contained in this fist will not be weak."
"It is often said that the attack of Tianlei hall is as fast as lightning and as fierce as thunder. The first half of the sentence is that it is fast, and the second half is that it praises their strength."
Yan Zhaoge raised his hand and stretched out: "but we have a move, involving a problem of power generation. The combination of power storage and power generation is the real attack."
"But in the process of power storage, it involves the choice of speed and power. In most cases, the more sufficient the power storage is, the more powerful the power is, but the longer it takes."
Yan Zhaoge looked at Yinglong's picture: "it is often said that Tianlei hall and Cangmang mountain go to extremes, fast and slow, in fact, their differences are here."
Ying Longtu nodded stupidly: "it refers to the speed and speed of the whole process, rather than the speed of the hand."
Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "yes, Tianlei hall and Cangmang mountain are not so different in the speed of their moves as in the speed of their moves."
"In terms of power style, both of them are on a firm and fierce path. Tianlei hall is more violent, and the vast mountains are more vigorous."
As they spoke, ah Hu came to the valley and came to Yan Zhaoge. His face was full of laughter.
"Young master, I have contacted Fengyu as you asked." After finishing the normal report, ah Hu said with a smile: "and the result of the fourth test of the Taiyin came out. Meng Wan of the great sun emperor failed!"
Yan Zhaoge eyebrows slightly raised: "tell me how it is."
Ah Hu smiled happily and said: "Meng Wan seems to have something wrong with himself, but he lost in the last round of competition."
Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly: "the elders who watched the battle at zongmen, did they bring back the images with marks?"
Ah Hu nodded, "yes."
Seeing the actual scene of the fight, Yan Zhaoge was not only not happy, but her face became dignified: "if you are afraid of anything, you will come. The worst situation appears."