In the lower realm, there are also restrictions on heaven and earth.

Of course, the limitations of the world are extremely weak and far from comparable to the source realm.

If the ordinary treading realm arrives at the lower realm, it will indeed be limited to the level of a level of disaster. But if it is replaced by the venerable, the restriction of heaven and earth will only bring him a little trouble. If the combat power of an invincible venerable like Feng Yan comes to the lower realm, the heaven and earth in the lower realm cannot limit Feng Yan at all.

If Feng Yan explodes, he can completely destroy this lower realm time in an instant.

"Let's go back to Donglin Shenzong first to take a look."

Feng Yan set off immediately.

Eastern Region.

At that time, the Eastern Region, which was only one of the four domains, was only comparable to that of the super powers of Zhongzhou. However, after a thousand years, the Eastern Region has changed drastically.

The most important thing is that there is a super sect in the East Region, and this sect is the Donglin Shensect

Although the Donglin Shenzong was once one of the four major sects in the East Region, if it was placed in Zhongzhou and a first-class force was easily used, it would be enough to suppress or even destroy the Donglin Shenzong, but now it is different.

Donglin Shenzong is no less than the strongest sect in this world than the Jiulong Royal Family. It has a high status and countless sects in the Eastern Region surrender. Even the super forces in Zhongzhou are very afraid of Donglin Shenzong.

And this is all due to the treasures Feng Yan got from the Heavenly Mansion and the treasures left by Feng Yan, which allowed the Donglin Shenzong to accelerate its rise.

Now, there are no less than four peak powerhouses with the combat power of a level of disaster realm alone, and there are no less than hundreds of peak powerhouses with the imperial realm who have been in charge of the sect for many years. They have a profound foundation and a huge strength.

When facing the Shenzong in the east, a black robe figure suddenly appeared on the tip of Qingyuefeng Peak.

"Qingyue Peak..." Feng Yan smiled on his face and looked around the towering giant peak under his feet.

Qingyuefeng...that is a place that gives extremely warmth. Feng Yan made the most friends here, but now after a thousand years, things have changed.

Perhaps for many powerful people in the source world, a thousand years is just a blink of an eye, but in the lower world, a thousand years are extremely long. The changes in these thousand years are enough for many people to disappear in the long river of time.

"I haven't seen any of my elite disciples from Qingyuefeng at the time." Feng Yan's consciousness had already completely enveloped the entire Donglin Shenzong, but in his perception, there were only one or two breaths that could be recognized. Most people had already died in this thousand years.

"Senior Brother Feng has already broken through to the imperial realm. Logically, his lifespan should be very long, but he is not in the sect. It seems that he has fallen. As for the other senior brothers, it seems that they are all old." Feng Yan sighed softly.

As a cultivator, it is very normal to fall, and once the deadline comes, people will die. After all, they have not experienced the heavenly tribulation and achieved the heavenly path, and there will be no permanent life span.

"The road is vast, and no one knows what I will encounter. I am lucky to reach this point now, but most practitioners die unconsciously on the road of growth, or are killed and fallen, or are unable to break through to the way of heaven before the end of their life, and eventually die of old age."

"Fate is also fate, and these have nothing to do with me. I stepped into the Source Realm a thousand years ago to reach the peak, but I still returned here a thousand years later."

Feng Yan smiled faintly. This is the place where he gave birth to him, but the source world is where he pursued and grew up.

It can be said that this world is his home, and the source world is his battlefield.

"Even soldiers who go out to fight will return to their homes without hesitation as long as they do not die, and cultivators will not be exceptions."

Feng Yan looked to the side, and there was a huge maple tree beside him. It was autumn, and a large number of maple leaves kept falling down with the breeze. The leaves fell on the ground casually, dyeing the ground red.

"Fallen leaves return to their roots" Feng Yan suddenly felt enlightened in his heart when he saw these maple leaves falling on the ground.

Feng Yan himself couldn't understand what this kind of enlightenment was, but at this moment, Feng Yan felt that he seemed to have something that was about to understand. He immediately became focused and watched Feng Yan fall from the tree and slowly fall on the ground.

Feng Yan's eyes were first confused, but then it gradually became clearer.

"Fallen leaves return to their roots? The same is true for people. No matter how bloody the weather is outside, as long as he does not die, sooner or later, the fallen leaves return to their roots, just like me..." Feng Yan's eyes lit up.

People and fallen leaves are like this, what about the knife?

"This is true for people, everything is true for everything, and it is true for swords." Feng Yan's face showed a strong sense of excitement.

"I understand, I understand"

Feng Yan laughed loudly, and a sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he followed him and began to practice the sword technique.

Wow

The sword techniques that Feng Yan used at this moment were simply the most superficial and superficial sword techniques. Even in the lower realm, this level of sword techniques is extremely garbage.

But these garbage sword techniques are now used again and again in Feng Yan's hands.

Either chop, horizontal cut, or long twitch...

Each sword and one move is extremely simple, it is the simplest basic knife technique, but these knife techniques are the foundation of the knife.

Anyone who starts practicing swords will accumulate slowly like this.

Feng Yan practiced these sword techniques casually, but soon he felt that he had made a major breakthrough in the sword realm and was about to reach the critical point of breakthrough.

"Everything is the foundation. Just talk about sword techniques. No matter how high you study and understand it, you cannot do without his foundation. The sword styles I have now are the most superficial, but all sword techniques cannot do without him. The third level of the sword realm is definitely the same."

Feng Yan has never been able to figure out the third level of the sword realm because Feng Yan fell into a misunderstanding. He just wanted to make himself higher in sword skills and better improve his sword skills, but he did not try it backwards.

The third level of the sword realm is actually to restore one's own sword technique to the basic level and change the unfathomable sword technique into extremely shallow and extremely simple ordinary moves, but because of its ordinary and inconspicuous, its power is even more terrifying.

"Restore, restore the sword technique." Feng Yan has found his own way to break through, so he naturally has to keep going like this.

Feng Yan used those simple sword techniques at will on the top of the Qingyuefeng Peak. He completely sank into it and ignored everything around him.

There are countless disciples of Qingyue Peak. Now Qingyue Peak is the strongest lineage in Donglin Shenzong. There are often disciples who occasionally come to the top of the mountain to wander around. Today, Qingyue Peak's deputy peak master, a black-haired old man who has already reached the level of half a step of the catastrophe realm, appears at the top of Qingyue Peak's peak

"Huh?" As soon as Wuxiu arrived at the peak, he immediately saw the young man in black robe practicing sword skills next to the maple tree.

"Who was this little guy? He actually practiced sword techniques here. And looking at the sword styles he waved, it was clearly the most superficial sword techniques. He must have just learned to use a knife, right?" Wu Xiu stroked the beard on his chin and smiled, and did not come forward to disturb the young man in black robe, but just watched quietly from the side.

It was as if he was watching a junior practicing sword skills as a senior. In his eyes, the young man in black robe was just a little guy.

After all, Feng Yan completely hid his breath, and others could not feel his breath at all. Wuxiu could not detect his breath, but Wuxiu didn't think something was wrong. In his opinion, this young man in black robe might just be a mortal, so his breath was not obvious.

When Feng Yan was practicing sword skills, he did not exert any power. He just used the power of a mortal to use the sword skills. When Wuxiu saw it, he naturally felt very ordinary.

"The sword technique is superficial, but he looks very skilled in these sword techniques. He should use swords frequently and is quite confident. He is a good person who uses swords. I wonder who brought him to the sect?" Wuxiu frowned.

He thought Feng Yan was just a mortal, and Feng Yan's face made him feel extremely unfamiliar, so he thought Feng Yan was not a disciple of Donglin Shenzong, but a newcomer who came temporarily. After all, some of the peak powerhouses of Donglin Shenzong, many of them have strange personalities and many of them are followed by many mortal slaves. Feng Yan appeared here, and he didn't find it strange.

Feng Yan has been practicing, and Wuxiu has been smiling and watching.

But suddenly, Feng Yan's sword style changed... Of course, this was just in Wuxiu's eyes. Feng Yan's sword style changed. In fact, Feng Yan still used the extremely shallow sword technique, but this time the sword swept through the space and spread out.

boom

Space pauses, time and space disorder.

Wuxiu only felt a roar in his head, and with all his consciousness, all his attention could not help but fall into the terrifying mystery of sword techniques.

"Not good" Wuxiu immediately noticed the danger, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and a trace of blood flowed out of Wuxiu's mouth, but his consciousness still got rid of the terrifying mystery of swordsmanship.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?" Wuxiu's face was extremely pale, but he felt even more frightened.

"What is that? What kind of knife skills is that? So terrible"

The reason why Feng Yan's artistic conception of swordsmanship has changed just now is that Feng Yan has reached the third level of the sword, and then Feng Yan took his sword realm and cast the ordinary and shallow sword technique again... It should be noted that Feng Yan used the sword technique before, but he did not use the slightest level of the sword. Now he used the third level of the sword at once. The sword technique has never had any mystery, but suddenly it has become endless mystery that changes the color of the world. This Wukong naturally sinks into an instant.

If Feng Yan hadn't just used the sword intention and added other powers, otherwise the mystery of the sword technique that he had just had no choice but to be able to get rid of his hair. The secret of the sword technique that he had just had a nap, would have been sinking until he died.
Chapter completed!