Chapter 1071： The wind is alive

"Shoot me out without saying a word?" Song Ning frowned and looked at the blood Lanzong, the protection of the blood Lanzong was strong, Song Ning could not enter at all, even if he wanted to say goodbye to Bai Wei It's a foreign story, but Song Ning can't figure it out, why he must be expelled from Lanzong just after this happens.

Looking at the blood Lanzong in the past, think about your own mission here. Although you haven't seen Fang Moli now, the mission is the mission, the trust and loyalty. After all, the blood Lanzong is the same here. A starting point, and I have been awakening for some time. If I do n’t hurry to look for other people, I will probably cause trouble if the others wake up.

"It's a good thing to leave this blood Lanzong, but in the future, we must find an opportunity to explain it to Brother Bai." In addition, Song Ning did not have much regret.

At this time, Song Ning was standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the cloud in front of him, and he couldn't help feeling emotion, and it was no wonder that the blood Lanzong practiced very fast, this blood Lanzong was built on the cloud, above the cloud, the closest to the sky, and the most Close to the stars above the sky like a hanging river.

Below the mountain top is the world, where he has never set foot.

Blood Lanzong was originally built among the mountains. Behind Song Ning is the endless mountain stream. The mountain peaks are continuous, and the strong winds inside it roar, giving people a feeling of `` don't go when you come ''.

Song Ning took a step forward and walked to the top of the mountain, and saw the ripples formed by the wind blades. This fluctuation was like a wave of water, constantly changing.

"Water wave ... or wind blade?" Song Ning reached out and reached into the "wave", but when his hand fell in the wind, his fingers were suddenly cut, and blood flowed out as if he were scratched by the blade.

Song Ningfei was not surprised, but laughed. This is probably the extraordinary thing of Xue Lanzong. Even if he drove people out of Zongmen, he had the ability to stop them. The wind in these three thousand mountains turned out to be unexpected. The wind blade has been formed, but it is not exactly the wind blade, because the wind blade will constantly change, sometimes like an ice blade, sometimes like a vortex, sometimes like a wave of water, and sometimes just the wind.

Thinking of this scene, he got it.

"The wind is also alive." Song Ning bowed his head and smiled.

All things in the world are spirits, even the wind is alive. Song Ning only thought that such elements are rules, rules are dead, people are alive, people can understand the rules, and of course they can understand the power of nature, But now he found that all he had thought was wrong.

The wind is alive, so it is not used for perception.

"You, how long have you practiced?" Song Ning looked at her indifferently and held out her hand again.

The wind rustled, but this time it didn't hurt Song Ning. The only thing Song Ning felt was the wind. The wind was very gentle, sliding on the fingertips, like a stream of water, with a hint of coolness.

"You really are alive." Song Ning slowly raised his hand. He had closed his eyes at the moment and felt the wind quietly.

The wind is invisible, but in Song Ning's eyes, he has a shape. Because of his perception of the wind, he can feel the shape of the wind vaguely. At this moment, the wind is pulling him like a hand.

"I can feel my existence, you, is the third one."

The voice did not know how to get into Song Ning's mind. Song Ning did not open his eyes: "There are only three people."

"The one who is afraid of me will die, and the one who sees me will be born. After being expelled from this gate by the blood Lanzong, from ancient times to the present, there are only two people who can survive before you."

"How long have you practiced?" Song Ning asked again.

"The wind is colorless, the wind is ruthless, the wind is silent, the wind is invisible, I was born between heaven and earth, I do not know how long to practice, nor how long it exists, I only know that from the beginning of my memory until now, Moon change, you ask me how long I have practiced. If I tell you, I have never practiced, do you believe it? "

Song Ning smiled: "I believe, I don't believe."

The wind didn't speak anymore, and Song Ning didn't speak again.

In this way, he sat on the top of the mountain, quietly, sitting.

Sunset, sunrise.

In Song Ning's heart, the wind became more and more materialized. When Song Ning fully saw the existence of the wind, he got up and opened his eyes, only to see that the wind wrapped around him.

"As soon as I set foot on the wind, there was no peak in the sky." Song Ning took off.

The wind, looking at Song Ning, who disappeared in the distance, seeing no anger, only heard the wind sigh: "This time, you only spent one night ..."

The element is the power of nature, and the power of nature is different.

Being able to use it is the first layer. Being able to feel the existence of elemental life is the second layer, and the only people who can feel in this second layer are the "three people" in the air.

After rushing out of the three thousand mountains, Song Ning finally saw the city, and the bustling crowd was living and multiplying, just like in the world. This feeling seems to Song Ning to be different from ordinary, and he came to the world to do The first thing is to look for Jing Jing. While looking for Jing Jing, you must also look for the monk who came from the falling dust star. As for Fang Moli, fortunately, at the beginning, he saw Fang Moli entered the Daomen.

"With Mori's talents, when you enter the Daomen, you should be in a good sect, and I don't know how to practice today." Song Ning thought, walking quickly outside the city.

Several large characters on the city gate are prominent-Liulicheng.

The inside and outside of the city gates of Liuli City, including the city walls are made of glaze. This is the first time Song Ningda has seen it. There are no restrictions on the city gates. There are many people coming and going. These people are some monks, but some are mortals. As for why mortals would walk with the monks so indifferently, Song Ning was not surprised. After all, the monks had a period of experience that must be realized in the stage of cultivation. There is life.

"Candied gourd, delicious candied gourd, rock candied gourd."

There was such a barking in the city, Song Ning stunned, looked up, not far in front, a little brother was selling candied gourds, the candied gourds were not just hawthorns, but also various fruits, oranges, There are many varieties of grapes and so on. It seems that the color combination is also very good, and there is an appetite at first glance.

In a trance, Song Ning remembered a long time ago, when he first went down the mountain gate, he could not remember what city it was, but he remembered Tang Yue. At that time, Tang Yue's favorite was the candied fruit. Chain store, I didn't expect this candied gourd to have existed in ancient times, and the variety of candied gourd is really enough.

"If Sister Tang Yue, you might like it very much." Song Ning felt as if he had returned to the past, when he was Xiao Zongmen's younger brother, and when he was cared for. However, the times have changed and things have changed ...