The inner crystal furnace roared and radiated with brilliance.
The operation of the furnace is actually very smooth, and the clouds are shrouded in clouds, and the specific scene inside cannot be seen clearly.
Yan Zhaoge was extremely serious about controlling the inner crystal furnace.
At the same time, he was also very patient. He wanted to refine a treasure for himself, starting from his own mind, matching what he had learned, and creating a treasure purely by himself.
Yan Zhaoge had a plan in mind, and he wanted to pursue the perfect result as much as possible. In the plan, this was not something that could be accomplished overnight.
In this regard, Yan Zhaoge did not rush. During the refining process, he was constantly fine-tuning and perfecting the original idea according to the actual situation.
In the days that followed, Yan Zhaoge lived a very fulfilling life, either practicing martial arts to improve himself, or delving into the principles of formations, or urging the inner crystal furnace to refine treasures.
Time flies, and several months have passed.
For this period of time, Yan Zhaoge has been living in seclusion, until counting the days, it was almost the season when the black nightmare storm in the western desert of the wind region weakened, and Yan Zhaoge only left the customs.
"Ah Hu, help me contact the people in Fengyu's sect, and prepare some things in advance." Yan Zhaoge stretched his waist, Ahu nodded in agreement, and then went down to work.
Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes, looked up at the dappled sunlight falling through the gaps in the branches and leaves in the forest.
"The fourth lunar trial should have ended, I wonder what the final result will be?"
Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself, while thinking, he lifted his legs and took a step.
For the fourth Lunar Trial, Guangcheng Mountain was still on the sidelines and did not participate.
Although Feng Yunsheng's Taiyin body has recovered, he is still cultivating.
Regardless of whether it was Yan Zhaoge, or Fu Enshu and other high-ranking powerhouses of Guangcheng, although they were all anxious, they tacitly agreed not to let Feng Yunsheng participate in the fourth Taiyin trial.
There is no other reason, Feng Yunsheng still needs time to make up for the gap of the previous two years.
The opponent was also improving, and he was also trying his best to advance quickly, instead of standing still and waiting for Feng Yunsheng to catch up.
While thinking, Yan Zhaoge came to the small valley where Feng Yunsheng was.
There, as expected, one can see that Feng Yunsheng, as always, practiced diligently.
The hand holding the knife has always been stable, but deep in the eyes, it seems that a flame is rising and becoming more and more blazing.
It is often difficult for outsiders to understand what kind of energy will erupt when a person has gained and lost again, and after falling to the bottom, when there is another opportunity to regain what was lost before him.
Feng Yunsheng's mentality and will are the best choices, and all the pressure has been turned into motivation, making her keep burning herself.
Even if she is not sent by Guangcheng Mountain to participate in the Taiyin Trial for the time being, she can still understand and just work harder to improve herself.
Yan Zhaoge stood quietly at the same spot, watching Feng Yunsheng practice martial arts.
On the other side, there is another person who is practicing rigorously.
That is a child who is not yet twelve years old, but he has already cultivated his Qi and stepped into the realm of a master!
Ying Longtu successfully broke the record of Yan Di, the father of Yan Zhaoge, and became the youngest grandmaster since the record of the Eight Great Worlds after the Great Destruction.
At this moment, Ying Longtu was concentrating, his eyes flashed with a spirituality that he said he didn't usually have, and he practiced martial arts meticulously, and his concentration was not inferior to Feng Yunsheng who was beside him.
Only at this time, he is not as dull as usual.
As he punched, the qi and blood of his majestic body rose, far surpassing most warriors of the same realm.
Yan Zhaoge smiled and watched the two of them practicing boxing. In the distance, the giant panda Panpan was sitting on the ground, stuffing food into his mouth bored. while running.
"Follow Junior Sister Feng, you will be lucky." Yan Zhaoge smiled and hugged Panpan, stroking its big head.
Feng Yunsheng's little black dog, Rourou, had already gotten acquainted with Yan Zhaoge, and although he didn't rush up like Panpan at this time, he also wagged his little tail happily.
After Ying Longtu finished boxing practice, he put away his posture, saw Yan Zhaoge, his eyes lit up, walked towards Yan Zhaoge, and said with a shy smile, "Senior Brother Yan."
Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "During training, is there any problem?"
Ying Longtu scratched his head and tried to sum up his words: "I heard from a senior brother before that speed and strength are difficult to balance, and he used Cangwu Mountain and Tianlei Palace as a comparison, but I feel that there seems to be something wrong with what he said. "
Yan Zhaoge smiled, Han Long'er was straightforward enough, but he didn't know if he raised this question face to face with his fellow disciple.
"What he said is right and wrong." Yan Zhaoge explained: "Simply speaking of speed and strength is difficult to balance, and it is not accurate. It is also your fist, and if you punch it fast, then this time The power contained in the fist will not be weak."
"It is often said that the Tianlei Temple's attack is as fast as lightning and as fierce as thunder. The first half of the sentence refers to their speed, and the second half of the sentence is to praise their strength."
Yan Zhaoge raised his palm and stretched it forward: "But when we make a move, it involves a problem of exerting strength. The combination of accumulating strength and exerting strength is the real attack."
"But in the process of accumulating and exerting force, it involves the choice of speed and strength. In most cases, the more energy is stored, the stronger the force is, but the longer it takes."
Yan Zhaoge looked at Ying Longtu: "It is often said that Tianlei Palace and Cangwu Mountain go to extremes. One is fast and the other is slow. In fact, this is where their differences lie."
Ying Longtu nodded blankly: "It refers to the choice of speed and strength in the entire process of making a move, not just the speed of the move that has already been made."
Yan Zhaoge laughed and said, "That's right, the difference between Tianlei Temple and Cangwu Mountain is not so much the difference in the speed of moves, but the difference in the speed of changing moves."
"In terms of power and style, both of them are taking a fierce approach, Tianlei Palace is more violent, and Cangwu Mountain is more majestic."
While the two were talking, Ah Hu came to the valley and walked towards Yan Zhaoge with a smile on his face.
"Young master, I have already contacted Feng Yu as you ordered." After finishing the normal report, Ahu said with a smile: "Also, the results of the fourth Taiyin test have come out. Shengzong's Meng Wan has missed!"
Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tell me about the specifics."
Ahu smiled happily: "Meng Wan seems to have something wrong with herself, and she was defeated in the final round of competition."
Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly: "The elders who watched the battle in the sect, did you bring back the images with the engraved marks?"
Ah Hu nodded: "Yes."
Seeing the actual confrontation scene, Yan Zhaoge was not only not happy, but his face became serious instead: "You can do whatever you are afraid of, the worst situation has appeared."