On the sea, the tide surged and fluctuated, beating the reef and beach not far away, rumbling and continuous.


    However, in this rough sea, no spray can get close to the wind god.


    The state of Feng Shen Lang Jun is very mysterious now. He holds the breeze in his right hand and his eyes are slightly closed. He seems to be sleeping or waking, as if he is understanding something.


    Yang Xuan knew clearly that the wind god Lang Jun was understanding the law of the wind.


    The law represents the ultimate.


    Unless a martial artist is highly gifted and savvy, it is difficult for him to master any martial law in his life.


    Yang Xuan closed his mind, watched carefully and figured it out.


    For him, the law of the wind is too far away. What he has to do now is to understand the origin of the wind from the breeze in the palm of the wind god.


    This is like arithmetic. You have to understand the most basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division before you can slowly learn and master more advanced arithmetic. Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division is equivalent to the origin of the wind and belongs to the most basic and core thing.


    Only by understanding and mastering the origin of wind can we successfully understand the law of wind in future practice and enlightenment.


    Boom!


    At this time, with the wind god Lang Jun as the center, the sea exploded in a large area, setting off towering water waves, like a terrible sea demon waking up from the bottom of the sea.


    "What happened?"


    Yang Xuan was startled and his thoughts were interrupted.


    With his mind as his eye, he nervously paid attention to the wind god husband.


    All this is obviously caused by the wind god and the husband. I must have realized something.


    "Have you understood the law of the wind!"


    Yang Xuan was shocked at the bottom of his heart. He saw that the wind god Lang Jun suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and gave a loud drink.


    In a word, the voice was loud and shook the whole sea area.


    For a moment, the monsters and beasts in the vast sea area were dormant, and countless martial artists were deafened and dizzy by the sound of drinking.


    Of course, there are also many experts. Several of them can seize the heaven and have high self-cultivation. They rush to find out, but before they get close to the wind god, they are like lightning and collapse in the void.


    Poop poop!!!


    When the blood fog burst, how can the picture be described as bloody.


    Yang Xuan was stunned. It was a few powerful powers to seize the heaven. He died inexplicably before he knew the situation here. He didn''t even scream.


    It was this scene that also shocked the people who came to check later. No matter how high or low their cultivation was, they all turned around and left without daring to stay for a moment.


    "Get up!"


    The wind god husband ignored those people. He supported the sky with one hand. The breeze in his palm changed and turned into a super storm rising into the sky in an instant.


    For a time, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, the sun and moon were dark, and the whole heaven and earth suddenly became dark. Only a terrible storm rushed to the zenith and made a sound like the collapse of heaven and earth.


    It''s like the end of the day. It''s terrible.


    "The wind can be soft against the hard, soft, moisten all things, and hard can destroy everything."


    When Yang Xuan was shocked, he had a further understanding of the wind.


    That is, he opened the door. Otherwise, it is still unknown whether he can have this feeling.


    "Ten years of enlightenment, today is the end."


    The wind god husband murmured to himself and waved away the storm.


    "Ten years of enlightenment?"


    Yang Xuan''s heart surged and it was difficult to calm down.


    He understood that the wind god husband lingered in the profound meaning of the wind in Dacheng territory for ten years, and finally peeped through the mystery and understood the law of the wind today.


    Ten years, for the existence of the wind god Lang Jun, it took only ten years to master the law of the wind, which shows how talented the wind god Lang Jun is.


    It can be said that as long as you don''t fall, you can definitely enter the immortal gate and become a true immortal in the near future.


    Unfortunately, heaven is jealous of talents. Rao is the God of the wind. Lang Jun understood the law of the wind and his strength is thorough. After all, he died in the hands of the willow.


    At the thought of this, Yang Xuan''s heart is full of five flavors.


    He even wondered whether he would one day die alone in a place inaccessible to people like the wind god.


    Shua!


    Just as Yang Xuan''s thoughts turned, the wind god Lang stepped out, and the wind between heaven and earth surrendered to his feet, paving a glorious road of wind.


    The wind god Lang Jun walked along this avenue, one step was more than 100000 miles, just a dozen breaths, he traveled all over the Hongmeng world where he was born, and finally came to a tombstone, silent for a long time.


    Yang Xuan vaguely saw that there were two words on the tombstone, but he couldn''t see them thoroughly, but he had a feeling that the people under the tomb were either the relatives of Feng Shen Lang Jun or his confidant.


    Tick!


    A drop of hot tears fell down his cheek. Yang Xuan clearly saw that the wind god Lang Jun cried. A generation of ancient emperor and the first person in the holy world actually cried. It can be seen how important the people under the tomb are to him.


    For a long time, the wind God went away with tears and stepped on the avenue of wind all the way to the boundless starry sky


    Yang Xuan looked at it like this. Unconsciously, his breathing became stable. The whole entered the Epiphany like an old monk. He didn''t even know that the picture in his brain had already disappeared.


    "I have a strong understanding. No wonder I have understood the profound meaning of Kendo and fire at such an age."


    Here, the wind god gentleman sat on the ground, nodded secretly, and looked at Yang Xuan with appreciation.


    As time went by, Yang Xuan''s understanding of the wind deepened a little.


    What is the wind?


    The wind is the wind of years. Since the beginning of chaos, it has witnessed the vicissitudes of life and the changes of years.


    Whether people, monsters, mountains, lakes, dense forests and so on, have spent a long time under the wind. Even if the sea withers and the rocks rot and the stars fall, it still exists.


    If you want to master the wind, you must first understand the origin of the wind.


    "What is the origin of the wind?"


    Yang Xuanning frowned and continued to comprehend in his mind.


    For such a long time, he still had no clue. In the end, he simply released a spiritual force, scattered it into bits and pieces, and integrated it into the world.


    Wind, invisible, was born between heaven and earth. As long as the air flows, it can be formed into wind.


    If you want to understand the origin of wind, you have to integrate yourself into it.


    Gradually, a little insight grew in Yang Xuan''s heart. He thought: "everything in heaven and earth is divided into yin and Yang, and air is no exception. If the two blend, they can produce a breeze. If the two repel each other, they will turn into a strong wind. Yes, that''s the truth."


    Yang Xuanxin was so excited that his clothes were flying all over him. A wisp of breeze intertwined around him and slowly lifted him up.


    "So fast!"


    The wind god Lang Jun was surprised, then smiled again and whispered, "this son has a very high talent. As long as he doesn''t fall, he will surpass me one day."


    As soon as the voice fell, he brushed on the ground, and the whole man hung his head a little with a smile.


    The residual thoughts in the wind spirit bead made him wake up. He also saw a young man with no less talent than him, and even realized the origin of the wind from him. He has no regrets.


    ……


    After about half a Jixiang''s Kung Fu, Yang Xuan slowly opened his eyes and raised his left and right hands together. A breeze and a storm suddenly appeared on the palms of his hands.


    "Indeed!"


    A satisfied smile flashed across the corners of Yang Xuan''s mouth. He had mastered the origin of the wind.


    In other words, he understood the meaning of the wind.


    From now on, as long as he wants to move his mind, he can become a wind.


    "Try your power!"


    Yang Xuan pinched his fingers into a fist with his right hand, hit with all his strength and attacked the sky.


    Boom!


    A gust of wind condensed on the front of his fist. With his fist, it was weathered into a spiral storm several meters large, and the impact of the void roared.


    "Good good!!!"


    Yang Xuan was ecstatic. With the profound meaning of the wind, his strength increased again.


    In this way, supplemented by the profound meaning of kendo, the profound meaning of fire, the Sun Zhenyuan, and the most powerful killing divine sword array, it is enough to kill ordinary supreme masters.


    "Emperor, you?"


    Suddenly, Yang Xuan found something and his face suddenly changed.


    "Don''t shout. He''s dead."


    Purgatory boy way.


    "Dead!"


    Yang Xuan''s heart trembled. Although he had known that the wind god Lang Jun would die soon, his heart was still cramped and extremely uncomfortable when he heard the purgatory boy''s words.


    "Don''t be sad. A wisp of willpower can''t last long. Besides, it also consumes a lot of spiritual power, so that you can understand the profound meaning of the wind."


    The purgatory boy comforted and said, "go and have a look. He left a word for you before he died."


    Bearing the grief in his heart, Yang xuanqiang lifted up his heavy steps and slowly came to the remains of Feng Shen Lang Jun.


    Here, a few big characters are clearly visible on the ground.


    Wish has been, no more regret!


    "The wish has come, and there is no regret."


    Yang Xuan was shocked all over. How broad-minded, free and unrestrained he was.


    "People are dead. It''s useless to be sad. Let''s go. The three supreme masters are coming."


    Purgatory boy said that with the disappearance of the wind god Lang Jun''s residual thoughts, the law of the wind on the wind god Lang Jun also disappeared.


    Without the law of the wind, the land of the storm has slowly returned to calm, no longer the scene of the raging wind in the past.


    "Come on, I''m trying to kill now."


    Yang Xuan took back his eyes, and his eyebrows were full of fierce murders.


    For him, the Fengshen husband preached to him is his teacher and his benefactor. He does not allow the remains of Fengshen husband to be desecrated by outsiders.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Soon, the three figures fell from the sky. It was Chu Bufan, Zhou Ziyi and Wei Zhongsheng.


    As soon as the three supreme masters came, their eyes locked on Yang Xuan seven or eight feet away.


    However, Yang Xuan seemed not to see the three people. He lifted his robes, knelt to the ground, and respectfully kowtowed three heads to the wind god Lang Jun, which was a teacher worship.


    "That''s... A corpse of an emperor!"


    Chu Bufan''s eyes turned and their pupils could not help shrinking. Their eyes stared at the remains of Feng Shen Lang Jun. at a glance, they saw that it was an emperor''s corpse, and it was still a intact emperor''s corpse, and the skin and flesh did not decay at all.


    An emperor''s corpse was preserved intact from the world shaking war in Taigu, which shows how powerful this man was.