Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The little beast had been fed the bottle cork several times by Zuo Feng during this period. It had entered a deep sleep since entering the city, and was awakened only after Zuo Feng was hit hard just now. Because the power of the heavy blow just now was too great, it was also very scared. Seeing that there was no one around, it dared to show its head.

After the little beast poked its head out, it looked at Zuo Feng with a puzzled look, as if it was very interested in the current situation of its master.

Zuo Feng, who was in a coma, was almost the same as a dead person, with only a consciousness remaining in his mind.

At this time, Zuo Feng felt like he was in a dark world, where there was no sound, no smell, no time, no space, and even no self, but only endless darkness. If it were an ordinary person, he might have gone crazy long ago, or given up the hope of survival and let this consciousness run wild.

But Zuo Feng was not an ordinary person. He could have the strength of the sixth level of the strong body stage at such a young age, which was obtained through countless sweat and hard work. During the one-year waste period, he did not know how much cold and hot sarcasm he had experienced, but he still persisted, and these experiences also cultivated his willpower far beyond that of ordinary people.

Although Zuo Feng only had a trace of consciousness left in his mind at this time, he did not have the slightest idea of ​​giving up. He was silently enduring all this, and he was waiting for the turnaround to come. Although he did not know how long he could hold on now, and whether he still had a chance of survival, he still persisted even if there was no chance.

Zuo Feng did not know that although he was so seriously injured and his consciousness was about to dissipate, this was also an opportunity, an opportunity to improve himself and surpass all his peers.

The sea of ​​thoughts is a mysterious place in the mind of a warrior. Only warriors who have reached the peak of the Qi Refining Stage can condense their consciousness into thought power through supreme spiritual power, also known as divine thoughts. Only warriors who have condensed thought power can be regarded as truly entering the realm of divine refining.

There is an ancient legend on Kunxuan Continent, which is said to be the birth of a great man's "one thought". It is conceivable how terrible the power of this "thought" is.

Almost all warriors on the mainland reach the state of refining the spirit by refining their consciousness, and this method is also called condensing thoughts. However, there is such a record in some ancient books that when a low-level warrior is seriously injured and dying, if there is a trace of consciousness in the sea of ​​thoughts, then he has the hope of cultivating the thoughts in the sea of ​​thoughts in advance. This method is called cultivating thoughts.

Although this method is recorded in ancient books, countless people have tried this method in the past ten thousand years, but no one has succeeded in cultivating thoughts. Those who tried it all died in the end. Later, this method gradually became a lie and was forgotten by people.

Zuo Feng met all the conditions for cultivating thoughts when he was seriously injured and dying. Almost all functions of his body were lost, and only a trace of consciousness remained in the sea of ​​thoughts. The most important thing is that the quiet room he is in at this moment can be regarded as the safest and quietest place in the whole Yancheng, without worrying about being disturbed.

At this time, Zuo Feng's trace of consciousness is like a candle in the wind, swaying and flickering, and it may dissipate at any time. The only candle in the quiet room was completely extinguished after it burned out, and the quiet room was completely plunged into darkness. The quiet and dark quiet room was almost exactly the same as the scene in Zuo Feng's consciousness.

Zuo Feng didn't know how long it had been in a daze. The wisp of consciousness seemed to have gradually dissipated. Zuo Feng knew that he was doomed this time, but his indomitable will was still supporting him to continue to persist and not give up.

Although Zuo Feng couldn't feel everything around him at this moment, he could feel that he existed in a dark void. But he gradually found that his existence was becoming fainter and fainter, and he seemed to be slowly changing from a solid body to a transparent liquid.

Zuo Feng could guess that this was a sign that he was about to die completely, but he was helpless and could only wait quietly for the death of his life. After a long time, the self who had become transparent began to slowly vaporize like boiling water, and the vaporized body also merged into the darkness of nothingness little by little.

Zuo Feng didn't even have a trace of fear now. He had persisted for so long and felt a little tired. Maybe this was his fate.

Just when Zuo Feng was about to give up his last obsession and let go of his remaining consciousness. Suddenly, the faces of his parents and sister appeared before his eyes, and then the faces of Shen Die, Zuo Hou, Master, Aunt Zhuang and others appeared one by one. At this moment, Zuo Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide in the void and roared unwillingly: "I can't die, I still have people I must protect."

Just as he roared at the dark void, the body that was still lying on the stone platform like a corpse suddenly shook and trembled. This tremor made the little beast lying on his chest suddenly open its silver-gray eyes. The next moment, the little beast seemed to have heard Zuo Feng's roar in the void, and its ears twitched slightly, and its thin body suddenly stood up.

As the little beast stood upright, the wave that was different from the past emanated from his thin body. This wave spread around like a vibration. Then, the mysterious bulge on Zuo Feng's chest also vibrated, and the two vibrations seemed to have the same origin, and they slowly merged together.

This vibration was like a key that opened the mysterious bulge, and then a brilliant white light burst out from Zuo Feng's entire chest. This light was extremely dazzling, instantly filling the entire stone chamber, making it almost impossible to see anything in the room.

Thanks to the excellent airtightness of the quiet room, such a horrifying scene was prevented from being seen by others. After about a quarter of an hour, the white light did not dissipate but slowly gathered, finally wrapping Zuo Feng's body in in.

If anyone looked from the side at this time, Zuo Feng would look like a white water man, with slight ripples even rippling on the surface of his body, and these ripples would spread out in all directions with his chest as the center.

At this time, Zuo Feng had completely lost consciousness. After he let out that unwilling roar, his consciousness dissipated like gas into the void sea of ​​thoughts, and he knew nothing after that.

Although Zuo Feng lost consciousness, his body began to change under the white light. Waves of silver-white energy seeped into Zuo Feng's body from the gray-white light shield wrapped around the outside, nourishing Zuo Feng's damaged muscles and blood vessels.

Under the nourishment of this silver-white energy, Zuo Feng's body was also recovering at an astonishing speed. Some areas that had not been damaged began to evolve towards becoming stronger under the influence of blue energy. After reaching a certain level, there will be no new changes, but waiting for other injured parts to slowly recover.

Soon, all the injured areas were restored to their original state. The recovered body did not stop absorbing changes and continued to slowly transform into stronger. Under the tireless nourishment of silver-white energy, Zuo Feng's muscles, organs and blood vessels have begun to become unprecedentedly powerful, and they also have good toughness.

After the entire muscles and blood vessels were strengthened, a body as powerful as Zuo Feng was extremely rare on the entire continent. After a while, the blue energy continued to penetrate into the interior, and when it encountered the bones, it slowly stopped and began to repair and nourish the bones. It also did not take too long, and Zuo Feng's bones also began to work magically. Recovering and strengthening, if Zuo Feng's bones are exposed at this time, you can even see that the white bones are wrapped with a silver-gray film.

The strengthening of the bones was also gradually completed under this vast silver-white energy, and then it continued without stopping, moving toward the tendons again. Muscles and veins are a top priority for every warrior. Whether it is refining Qi and absorbing the body to strengthen oneself, or using martial arts to fight with others, muscles and veins are the most critical link.

However, if you want to transform and temper your muscles, it is only possible for warriors who have reached the muscle-tempering stage. This is an iron law that is eternal and unchanging. But at this moment, Zuo Feng was breaking the rules that were imprinted on everyone's mind. At this moment, his tendons were miraculously strengthened in a little warrior at the sixth level of the physical strength stage. process.

The time taken to temper and strengthen the muscles and veins was almost several times longer than the previous two processes combined. It also took about an hour to gradually complete the silver-white energy that was as powerful as a miracle. The moment after the tendons were completely strengthened, the silver-white energy began to squeeze from the inside out. Yes, it was squeezing rather than withdrawing.

Zuo Feng, who was completely unconscious at this time, began to tremble violently like a spasm. This is the body's reaction to resist when there is tremendous pressure inside the body. As the body trembled violently, Zuo Feng's body also began to slowly expand. The silver-white energy did not care whether Zuo Feng's body could bear it, but still squeezed vigorously from the inside out regardless of everything.

At this time, although Zuo Feng's body swelled like a blown ball, he could still withstand the huge internal force. This is because the body has just been transformed by the mysterious energy and has become extremely strong. If it were anyone else, even a warrior in the late stage of tempering would probably explode like a rubber ball that has expanded to the limit.

The little beast had already returned to its normal state at this time, and noticed the change in Zuo Feng's body. It had already jumped onto the stone table nearby. The little beast looked extremely tired at this time, and his gray hair looked dry and white. His silver-gray eyes scanned Zuofeng feebly for a moment, then slowly closed, and then fell into a deep sleep.

No one knew what had happened to the boy in the stone house at this time. This could no longer be simply described as an adventure, and it would not be an exaggeration to call it a miracle.