Chapter 91 The Mysterious Three-tailed Fox

Long Yu was paralyzed on the ground, looking at Jian Chen in confusion. Long Yu bowed to Jian Chen as a teacher, "I will repay your kindness today with a spring of water, and I will go on my own way." Jian Chen glanced at Long Yu, put his left hand around Ge Yan's waist, took a sip from the wine pot with his right hand, and Long Yu looked at Jian Chen's back with envy.

Zong Ling shook his head and appeared in front of Long Yu. "Dressed in white, with an empty cup facing the moon, the only one who can break through the dust is Jian Chen." Long Yu glanced at Zong Ling and walked towards the rock behind him. "I have to work harder." Long Yu picked up the rock with both hands and held it above his head, constantly looking for his breakthrough point.

Being powerful is not something that can be achieved simply by having it, but rather by constantly challenging one's own limits. Only when one knows where one's own limits are can one know what one is doing. Long Yu recalled the previous phantom body technique, which was a challenge to one's own limits.

Long Yu wanted to slap himself in the face. He had always relied on his spiritual consciousness to accomplish what he wanted. Now Long Yu had figured it out. He relied on his perseverance to lift up a rock that was twice his size. With sweat on his forehead, Long Yu did not let go until the last second.

Long Yu glanced at his own spiritual consciousness, which was growing little by little, but no new spiritual power was coming in. Zong Ling shook his head and walked to Long Yu's side, "Master, try to pour the power of spiritual consciousness into the rock and let the rock become your pressure."

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and two large and small consciousness territories appeared in Long Yu's consciousness. The large one was the one that Long Yu had been holding up rocks and colliding with in the past ten years, and the small one was the previous consciousness.

Long Yu walked to the place holding the rock, which weighed at least 1,000 kilograms. He walked on the gravel, trying to find a stream. The deep footprints on the ground were Long Yu's footprints. Long Yu had no way to walk, and there was no way to climb up the rock.

When walking, he held the rock in his hands, and when climbing up the rock, he carried the rock on his back. The breeze blew on Long Yu's silver hair, and there was a breath of air in Long Yu's coffee-colored eyes, and his eyes were filled with a mysterious fearlessness.

Long Yu didn't know where the road ahead was, but he knew that breaking through every limit was an important thing. Long Yu tried to add 1,100 kilograms, and his feet trembled a little. It was drizzling in the sky, and Long Yu looked at the direction where the rain fell.

Long Yu followed the direction of the rain. Ten years had passed. Not far away, there was the sound of flowing water. Long Yu was filled with joy. The Zong Ling appeared in front of Long Yu with a white light. "Finally, I can hear the sound of water." Long Yu nodded and ran quickly in the direction of the sound of water. Long Yu's body was like a moving hill.

I don't know how far I walked, but a water channel appeared in front of me. Long Yu looked at Zong Ling with a smile and said, "Wait a moment, I will help you condense a body right away." Long Yu put down the rock in his hand, and suddenly his body felt much lighter.

Long Yu just ran a little and hit the rock. Zong Ling shook his head and looked amused. Long Yu looked at Zong Ling, then looked at his body. He was confused. What was going on? Long Yu tried his body and took a step forward with his right foot. Long Yu felt no help.

Long Yu ran quickly in the air, like a shadow. Long Yu followed the water flow and stood in the water, looking for something. Long Yu followed the water flow and looked at Zong Ling with a puzzled look on his face. Zong Ling shook his head. "Master, cultivation is important, put other things aside for now."

Long Yu was very reluctant and continued to search in the water. A small stone with white light appeared in front of him. Long Yu was almost oblivious to his surroundings. "Master, get out of the way." Long Yu subconsciously dodged to the right when he heard the voice of Zong Ling.

The white fluffy object attacked Long Yu, and Long Yu was thrown to the ground. Long Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the object in front of him suddenly disappeared. Long Yu looked at the object in the water and it disappeared. Long Yu held the sword in both hands and looked around, "Who is it? Come out."

There was no movement in front of him. Long Yu flew in the air with his sword, trying to find something. The rocks were all the same, and Long Yu landed on the rocks. He tried to find nothing, and Long Yu was even more confused. What kind of situation was this?

Suddenly, a strong wind blew on Long Yu's face. Long Yu coiled on the rocks on the ground, trying to feel the movement around him. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Long Yu seemed like he would fall down at any time. A guqin appeared in his hand, and he glanced at Zong Ling, "Wait a little longer, I will find it out."

Long Yu played the soothing song with both hands, trying to use his consciousness to float with the wind. Long Yu saw that the wind was always affecting his consciousness, and Long Yu didn't care what would happen next. He played the soothing song quickly.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Long Yu's face was blown by the wind, revealing a wound. Long Yu paid no attention to it, and continued to play the piano with both hands. Long Yu felt a strange movement, and tried to close his eyes to find the area of the movement.

It seemed to appear suddenly, and then suddenly disappeared. Long Yu didn't know what was going on, and felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart. Long Yu felt a movement on the stone in the east, and his right hand played quickly, and the three swords hit that position.

After Long Yu's invisible sword hit the rock, a rock fell. There was nothing there, and Long Yu was even more stunned. The wind blowing around him kept speeding up Long Yu rolling in the air, floating away with the wind, his hands still playing the soothing song.

There was a constant whirring sound next to Long Yu's ears, and his mind went blank. Unprepared, Long Yu's body came into close contact with the rock, and Long Yu's body was buckled on the rock. Long Yu had a hundred thousand alpacas running in his heart, "Why does this pitfall happen every time? Can't you let me go once?"

Long Yu tried to climb up from the rock, but there was no bottom in the abyss below. The wind was blowing in front of him, and Long Yu's body was torn and covered with wounds. Long Yu climbed out of the rock against the strong wind, and his body kept falling into the abyss.

Long Yu didn't know what was underneath, so he let his body fall in the air. Zong Ling shook his head in his spiritual consciousness, "Master, there seems to be something underneath, don't be careless." Long Yu heard Zong Ling's voice and quickly controlled his body. Long Yu felt the grace and guided the power of his spiritual consciousness to repair himself.

Long Yu stood in the air and looked at the sky, as if he was being stared at by something.

Long Yu tried to lean his body towards the rock and pressed it against it. He leaned against the rock to control his falling speed and climbed up little by little. There was still an abyss with no bottom in sight under his feet, so Long Yu raised his head and glanced up at the sky.

A ray of light was reflected, and Long Yu could see clearly that it was Bingfeng Stone, one of the important materials for repairing Zong Ling's body. The wind around him was whistling, and Long Yu gritted his teeth and climbed up. The rock in his hand was a little slippery, and Long Yu was used to climbing rocks by perseverance.

His right hand was a little unstable, and Long Yu fell down. Long Yu tried to climb on the rock again. There was a bloody trail left by Long Yu on the edge of the rock. He finally climbed to the top of the mountain. A strong wind blew on Long Yu's body, and Long Yu grabbed the rock with one hand and was about to fall.

A wolf-like shadow appeared in front of him, holding the Bingfeng Stone in its mouth. Long Yu used his spiritual power and jumped onto the rock. Long Yu looked around for the shadow, as if it had disappeared out of thin air. Eight swords appeared around Long Yu, and the wind around him was blocked by Long Yu outside the swords.

The shadow appeared again on the distant mountain peak, and Long Yu flew towards the mountain peak with the help of the strong wind in the air. After Long Yu arrived, the shadow disappeared. Long Yu felt like turning the table over, what was going on?

Zong Ling shook his head and appeared beside Long Yu, with a serious look on his face, "Master, you have to be careful, there might be an ambush." Long Yu glanced at Zong Ling, nodded, and looked around, "The phantom seems to have disappeared from here."

The wind in the sky blew Long Yu, and the sun above the sky entered the evening period. Long Yu looked around. Zong Ling shook his head and suddenly smiled. Long Yu knew that this was something Zong Ling had learned, without any emotion at all.

Long Yu waited on the top of the mountain for three days, looking at the sky with anger on his face, "Jian Chen, I hate you. There is nothing here but a method to break the formation." Long Yu looked at the sky with hatred and then looked around.

Long Yu had always had an idea that this was not a real space, but a formation between spaces. A mysterious claw appeared next to Long Yu, and Long Yu was unable to dodge. After his chest was scratched and broken, Long Yu gave up the idea that this was a formation.

Long Yu touched the five claw marks on his chest. They looked like wolf claws, but also a bit like. There was no trace of the wound. Long Yu was stunned. A gust of wind blew behind him. Long Yu didn't know whether it was wind or mysterious claws, and dodged to the left.

There were also five wounds on his arms, and Long Yu couldn't stop the bleeding from the wounds. There was something unusual in the air around him, and Long Yu held a sword in his right hand, staring at his surroundings.

The wind blowing around him was like a wound. Long Yu didn't know how many times he was cut. In less than three minutes, his whole body was covered with wounds. Long Yu quickly jumped into the abyss. The abyss was pitch black and invisible. Long Yu glanced at the sky. A three-tailed fox appeared in front of Long Yu, and Long Yu smiled.

The three-tailed fox looked up at the sky and attacked Long Yu. Long Yu knew that this was the opportunity he had been waiting for. He was not afraid of visible enemies, but was afraid that the enemy was playing hide-and-seek with him. The three-tailed fox rushed over Long Yu, and Long Yu used the wind in the air to dodge the attack.

Long Yu hadn't laughed yet, when he suddenly felt a numbness in his heart. The three-tailed fox in front of him seemed to be walking on flat ground in the air, and Long Yu wanted to crash into the rocks and die. With a hundred thousand alpacas in his heart, the three-tailed fox beside him was as fast as lightning.

Long Yu was like a mud moxibustion. When the three-tailed fox grabbed him, Long Yu used the wind in the air to stabilize his heels. Long Yu was now more eager to return to the ground. Looking at the black tong under his feet, he didn't know when it would end.