Chapter 228 (1/2)

The morning of Wolong Valley is wet and quiet. The valley is covered by layers of smoke all day. When the sun rises, the fog will disperse, and the morning light can flow into the valley

Zifeng woke up early in the morning, fled to the West with the night, and saw the iron tree from a distance. Yesterday, everyone went to their own cultivation place to investigate. Zifeng was the only one. Therefore, I came early in the morning. In addition, I hope that Zifeng can climb up the tree at the beginning of the sunrise while the night has not dissipated. If so, you can also start the first day of practice in Haoran college.

After several leaps, Zifeng rushed under the iron tree and came to the iron tree. Fang found how huge and towering the tree is. It takes ten people to surround it. It is at least 300 feet high. The trunk is bare and has nothing. Further up, the morning fog is swirling, and I can't see the situation above.

At this time, facing the tree, Zifeng was in trouble. How to get up. There was no focus, unless, unless, unless he dug depressions in the tree. Thinking of this, Zifeng took out his ink knife and carefully cut down on the trunk. The sound of ”bang” was low and dull, and the iron tree did not move. With another powerful blow, Zifeng, like an ant shaking a tree, walked around the iron tree and found a breakthrough.

However, no matter how Zifeng chopped it, the tiger's mouth became numb at last, and there were not even the slightest traces on the iron tree. Helpless, Zifeng can only sit on one side and don't know how to think. He didn't understand that it was a poetic life to listen to others talk about how wonderful their practice place was at dinner last night.

The most peculiar thing is the way they enter the place of cultivation. Like Tang Yun, he walked under the willow tree with thousands of customs. At the moment when his spiritual strength was released, the willow branches of the whole willow tree were woven into a swing in mid air, allowing Tang Yun to swing gently

There is also Qin Yao, the fragrant osmanthus tree, with flowers and leaves flying, and a beautiful heaven ladder, quietly formed

How come every time my situation is so different, it's difficult to deliberately tease me! OK, OK, I have to board today!

Think about it, Fu Ling Jue: Ning. In the middle of climbing the hall, the spiritual force wound into a line and explored upward along the trunk. However, at the moment when Zifeng's spiritual force was released, the trunk of the iron tree that had been motionless actually cracked a hole for only one person to pass through, and the hole was dark. Zifeng shook his head and walked in without stopping.

After Zifeng went in, the iron tree closed naturally, and there was no trace of division at the closure. But Zifeng was restrained by the sight in front of him, tree in tree! Unexpectedly, there was a tree in it! An iron tree the size of the outside. It's a mess. Obviously, it's unreasonable. It's reasonable to say that the tree in the iron tree is at least smaller than the iron tree outside. How could it be like this

”Xiao Guang, Xiao Guang, have a look. What the hell is going on? ” Zifeng shouted and woke up Xiaoguang from the soul bed.

He opened his fascinated eyes and said, ”what are you shouting? Isn't it a void image? There's nothing to make a fuss about. Don't disturb my rest. ” Then he fell on the bed again, snoring again and again.

Void imaging, no matter what, as long as there is no damage. The surrounding light seemed to be diluted, with a faint light. There was an exit above his head. When he looked up, it was just a small point, but this small point was enough. He gave Zifeng the direction.

Standing under the iron tree, the spiritual power in the sea was called out by Zifeng again. Once, nothing happened, but Zifeng fell into the previous dilemma and had no focus when he wanted to go up. Will you fly up! Fly up?