Feeling the violent wind at high altitude, Bu Feng seemed to feel the fierce wind pass through his body, his body was like a mass of invisible nothingness.
Slowly opened his eyes, Bu Feng applied a little trick that he had just learned outside his body, a layer of wind film slowly gathered to wrap Bu Feng in the middle, and the violent wind slid across the wind film, without A tiny bit can pass through that layer of wind membrane. He looked at the tumbling and swiftly passing clouds under the wind film. Under the traction of the strong wind, the clouds and mist as high as dozens of floors pressed across the sky with unparalleled speed and overwhelming, which made Bu Feng's heart rise. I felt a strong sense of oppression, and secretly sighed that the power of the sky is unpredictable.
Secretly amazed in his heart, through the wind film, he lowered his head and looked down, but it was a blur, thick clouds blocked his sight, and he couldn't see anything clearly. When the wave of clouds gradually swept away, the strong wind unexpectedly A huge crack was torn open in the cloud layer below, and the two clouds below were just staggered by a gap. Only then did he have a glimmer of clarity in front of his eyes. Through that huge crack, he could only find pieces of hazy The dim yellow light hit the ground, outlining areas one by one, which seemed to be cities, he thought secretly.
It's just that he didn't have a chance to think about it anymore, the huge gap disappeared in a flash, and quickly disappeared with the violent wind, and his sight was once again plunged into a cloud of mist.
The high altitude above the clouds was swept by the violent wind, and it was empty, revealing a dark blue, and the fine starlight scattered down, marking the most beautiful trajectories in nature, spanning an infinite distance Projected down, traces seemed to pass through the night sky around Bu Feng like a substance, rippling with silent music, and then traced down along the mysterious trajectory, finally disappeared in Bu Feng's sight, and projected in that piece of music. On the vast expanse of clouds—
I don't know when, Long Jiutian also floated up, but he didn't set up a simple wind film, he just let the fierce wind blow against his body, his golden hair danced with the wind, like a ball of jumping golden flames burning the night sky The emptiness and tranquility made the whole night dance, the wind seemed to be more violent, and the clouds surged more swiftly and ferociously, soon enveloping Long Jiutian's whole body in it, and a golden flame appeared from it, faintly Joyo let out a roar that seemed to come from ancient times, and the cloud rolled more violently. Across the fierce wind, the roar still made Bu Feng tremble involuntarily. It was inherited from the blood of his ancestors. The awe of this ancient beast.
Frightened in his heart, Bu Feng suddenly remembered that Long Jiutian was originally a close descendant of the Dragon Clan, Yun Suilong, Feng Suihu, his manipulation of Fengyun is the instinct passed down from the ancient blood...
When the roar stopped, the cloud gradually dissipated, and Long Jiutian's body emerged from the cloud.
Looking at the smiling and free-spirited Long Jiutian wandering casually in the wind and mist, Bu Feng suddenly felt that perhaps compared to the ground, the air is more suitable for his survival.
Long Jiutian strolled to Bu Feng's side, and with a flick of his hand, the wind membrane around Bu Feng disappeared out of thin air in an instant, and bursts of violent wind penetrated from Bu Feng's mouth and nasal cavity, and immediately rushed towards his brain, with a strong force. The strong wind made him unable to open his eyes, and for a while, he felt a little dizzy. At this time, Long Jiutian's lazy voice came from beside his ears, and that lazy voice made a red-haired guy pop up in Bu Feng's mind. Painful, listen carefully to what Long Jiutian said.
Ignoring Bu Feng's embarrassment, Long Jiutian watched the clouds rise and disperse in the distance, and said slowly: "You call this flying? Hmph, at best, you're just using the power of your chakras to support your body and walk in mid-air." Saying that, Long Jiutian stretched out his hand and shot out a gleam of golden light, Bu Feng suddenly felt that the chakras that had been rotating slowly stopped, and the little bit of strength supporting his body disappeared completely, and his body suddenly sank, moving along The Hong Kong wind swayed and fluttered high in the sky.
Bu Feng subconsciously turned the chakras quickly, but there was no reaction, the two chakras in his body seemed to disappear completely in an instant.
Although his heart jumped suddenly, he didn't pay too much attention to it. He knew very well in his heart that he still had to go to Hong Kong in the past few days, but that was a future requirement, and there was nothing that could be changed. There will be no accidents, so his beating heart gradually calmed down after a while!
Trying to open his eyes, Bu Feng felt this rare stimulation, the wind whizzed past his ears, and the clouds and mist entangled to avoid him, feeling hazy, more and more exciting in the body and more and more nervous in the heart. Calm intertwined together, there was a smile on the corner of Bu Feng's mouth, but this smile caused the strong physical stimulation to distort and distort into a very strange expression.
Seeing the weird expression on Bu Feng's face, Long Jiutian who had been by his side clearly felt the peace in Bu Feng's heart.
Originally, Long Jiutian had been waiting for Bu Feng to be flustered. He had been disapproving of Bu Feng's calmness and numbness. From his point of view, at Bu Feng's age, he was so numb and indifferent. The special care for Bu Feng made Long Jiutian quite envious. This time he played tricks like this, on the one hand, he wanted to teach Bu Feng how to fly, but on the other hand, he also wanted to see how panicked Bu Feng looked.
It's just that Long Jiutian didn't expect to see such a scene. At this time, he couldn't help admiring this weak human being. It should be known that human beings are born to live on the ground. Although they have longed for the sky since ancient times It's just that they are more afraid. When their feet can't step on the ground, they will naturally have fear in their hearts. At this time, the expression on Bu Feng's face is the same as those of them who are born to be loved by the sky. Biology is incomparable, but it has already changed him greatly.
However, he didn't know that Bu Feng's confidence in the future came from his confidence in the future. Nothing would change the future, and nothing could reverse the trajectory of the future. Everything was just moving towards the future. That goal is just moving forward. All of this, ever since he was young when he watched the car sink into the sea of fire, he never dared to have any doubts in his heart. Even if he had, it had long been defeated by repeated resistance over the years. And worn out...
After descending several thousand meters, Bu Feng's body descended faster and faster. The wind seemed to pass directly through Bu Feng's body, and a trace of wind breath also passed through his body with the force of the wind. In the past, traces of strange aura remained in his body, and within that trace of aura, there was a strange but familiar rhythm faintly, the light but buoyant rhythm full of freedom and vitality made him feel like the wind Whispering softly in the ear.
The strange language of the wind was circulating in his ears, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. Isn't this rhythm, this strange feeling, the information he felt from the jade slip just now? It turns out that this is the language of the wind, and this is the rhythm of the wind!
His body began to decelerate rapidly, and after several hundred meters of deceleration, he finally floated gently in midair.
Long Jiutian, who was floating on one side, stared fixedly at Bu Feng who opened his eyes. After a while, he nodded slightly and gave Bu Feng a thumbs up.
The wind still slapped Bu Feng's body violently, but he was already a little used to this strange feeling, but he felt that his feet were empty, and the feeling in his heart was a little weird. He barely opened his eyes to watch Long Jiutian's movements. Knowing that this old monster full of arrogance seems to have begun to accept him, this is acceptance as a man, not just Dongfang's younger brother—the little boy who is like a private pet in his heart.
Even with Bu Feng's indifferent temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved, he struggled to control his body, and he nodded gently.
However, although Bu Feng stopped his body and was able to suspend in mid-air, without the power of chakra, it was still difficult for him to walk freely in the air, let alone fly, those strange information were swimming in his mind Then, the information of the wind flashed in his heart wave after wave, but the strangeness and fear of the sky that continued in the human blood made it difficult for him to obtain further information from it, those that seemed to be comprehensible by himself The information seems to be separated by a thin layer of paper, but it is difficult to see clearly.
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"Without the power of chakras, can't you fly freely?" Long Jiutian pulled Bu Feng's body and walked casually in mid-air, as if walking leisurely after dinner in the backyard, pointing to his own The body went on to say: "I haven't used the power of the chakras at all here. Flying is flying. Why do I need so many theories and chakra control skills?"
Bu Feng couldn't help smiling wryly, facing the fierce wind, thought for a while, and said with difficulty: "You dragons are born to be the darlings of the sky, so naturally you don't need to use other powers to fly freely..."
Long Jiutian shook his head, smiled, then turned around and said, "Then my current body is exactly the same as your human body, so why can you tell me why I can fly so freely? But you can't Woolen cloth?"
Waving his hands and stopping Bu Feng's words, Long Jiutian said seriously: "Now I can fly even with your human body without using any power of cultivation. This is the end of the words. Whether you understand or not depends entirely on you. own."
"Remember, trust your own spirit!"
Long Jiutian closed his eyes slowly, the fierce wind blowing to his side seemed to be a little softer, it gently brushed over his body, and brought his body to swing slightly in the air.
Suddenly, Bu Feng could feel the slowly rotating chakras in his body again. Out of instinct, a trace of power gushed out from his body, supporting his body on a high-altitude platform. However, at this moment, he didn't open the wind membrane anymore, he was already a little used to the feeling of the strong wind blowing his face.
"Spiritual..." Bu Feng frowned, and whispered to himself, looking at Long Jiutian's comfortable figure, he had some vague realizations in his heart, but he still didn't quite understand it.