The Story of Cultivating Immortality by Shaking Light Star to Become the Master of the Universe

Jiang Feng, the great elder who came with the team this time, said to everyone: "Qingyang Prefecture suffered heavy losses this time. More than half of the monks and sect disciples died, and countless others were injured. It was also because they were unprepared that they could no longer control it after the incident. .So everyone should take this as a warning and never neglect precautions. Everyone has worked hard this time. After returning home, each person can go to the task release office to receive 20,000 sect points."

"Oh! Oh!" There was a burst of cheers from below.

"Although Haolong's demonic thoughts have not been eliminated, as long as we strengthen our precautions, we will not be able to cause such heavy casualties like this time."

"The large army will immediately set off to return to the sect. This time Qingyang Prefecture suffered heavy losses and its vitality was severely damaged. It is necessary to leave some people here to assist in the defense. Those who stay will have double the sect's points. Those who are willing to stay can sign up with me. "

Xiao Feng chose to stay. Firstly, he had a way to deal with Haolong's evil thoughts, and secondly, there would be nothing to do if he went back. He might as well stay outside and look for opportunities. For him, it was the same everywhere. Wherever people are, there is home. where.

Shi Caijie has also broken through two realms in the past three years, and is now at the tenth level of Qi Condensation. Xiao Feng chose to stay, so did he, and so did Liu Qingling.

All those who stayed moved into Yumen Peak of Qingyangmen, and Qingyangmen arranged for disciples to serve these people.

"Yue Xiang, please work more quickly, you haven't had your damn time to eat!" The person who spoke gave Yue Xiang a kick.

Liu Qingling happened to see this scene and shouted, "Stop!"

The Qingyang sect disciple who hit the person said quickly: "Senior sister of Jingzi sect, this person is lazy at work, so I need to teach him a lesson."

Liu Qingling couldn't say anything about the affairs of other sects. Xiao Feng came over and said to the Qingyang sect disciples: "Send this person to me, and I will ask him to do something!"

The disciple of Qingyang Sect looked ugly: "Isn't this inappropriate?"

"What's wrong? We're here to help. Can't we just send you a person?"

"Okay! Yue Xiang, just listen to this senior brother's instructions for the time being."

Xiao Feng looked directly at Yue Xiang: "Does he usually bully you like this?"

"I'm used to being a servant, so I won't get in the way."

Liu Qingling was displeased: "Did the Liu family regard you as a descendant? My parents raised you as a son!"

Yue Xiang buried his head and remained silent.

"Yue Xiang, what cultivation level do you have?" Xiao Feng asked.

"Second level of Qi Condensation." Yue Xiang replied in a voice as soft as a mosquito's.

"It took you four years to reach a new level?"

Xiao Feng and Liu Qingling were both surprised!

"There is no other way. I just rely on meditation every day. I have been practicing very hard, and they will take away the few spiritual stones I get every month."

"Is that taking? That's robbing! Why don't you leave here."

"I also think that people from the Qingyang Sect are the ones who come in and are not allowed to leave."

"You follow me during this period and don't go anywhere! I will send you to a secret realm to practice. There is nothing in the secret realm. Can you bear it?"

"Yes!" Yue Xiang replied firmly.

"follow me!"

After entering the room, Xiao Feng opened an independent stone room in the Little World Medicine Garden, which was closed on all sides and had no exit, and put Yue Xiang inside.

Qi Condensing Pill, Spiritual Wine, Spiritual Stone, Second Transformation Golden Pill, and Bigu Pill are enough.

Let him stay in it for seven years, which is seven days outside, and then let him out.

Yue Xiang is now at the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

"You have practiced in the secret realm for seven days, and the rest of your cultivation is up to you. Go ahead!"

"Seven days? Why do I feel like it's been so long?"

"The secret realm is like this, the flow of time is different. This is counterproductive. After you go back, lay a solid foundation. Don't tell anyone about the secret realm."

Yue Xiang knelt down, "I understand, thank you Mr. Xiao!"

"The secret realm can only help you once. Forget everything in it and practice on your own. Don't be bullied again in the future."

"Yes!" Yue Xiang felt the changes in his body, and left happily as if he had been in a dream.

"Hey! I have used up all my savings again. I can't be so kind in the future. I haven't even thought of a way to break through my fourteenth meridian." Xinfeng sighed in his heart.

"Master, what secret realm is so powerful! Can I go in?"

"This is counterproductive. Please don't go in for now. We'll talk about it later."

The most important thing for practicing there is to cultivate materials, otherwise it will be a waste of time and not worth it. Now that everything has been lost, what else is there to do to destroy the seedlings?

Xiao Feng came to a room and knocked on the door. A voice came from inside the door, "Come in!"

Xiao Feng opened the door and walked in, "Brother Shi, I'm going out for a walk alone!"

"I'll go with you!"

"No, I want to be alone and see if I have any insights. If my brothers and sisters ask, just say I went out to relax."

"Okay! Brother Xiao, be careful!"

"understood!"

Xiao Feng went down to Qingyang Mountain and wandered around Qingyang Prefecture. The place was no longer as prosperous as it was before. Not only the monks suffered heavy casualties, but ordinary people also suffered.

Next, Xiao Feng traveled through the mountains, rivers and valleys in Qingyang Prefecture. I was washing my face by the stream that day. As soon as I put a handful of cold water on my face, I suddenly felt the fluctuation of spiritual power in the distance.

Xiao Feng quickly stood up and flew in the direction of the spiritual power fluctuations.

Arriving at a plain, a middle-aged monk in front of him was attacking a cloud of black energy. The monk had a fat head and big ears, and was wearing a red cassock. Holding a Zen staff.

Every time the monk's Zen staff hits the black energy, the black energy scatters, annihilates, and then gathers together again.

At this time, a dull voice came from the black air, "Bald Donkey, you have been chasing me all day and night. What on earth do you want to do?"

Monk: "I want to ask the donor to go back with the poor monk. The poor monk found a retreat for the donor."

"Bald Donkey, you want to imprison me to death! And you say it so nicely."

"Donor, everything is in the past, why not let go of your obsession."

"Fuck you, I won't go with you, what can you do to me?"

"The poor monk can't do anything to the benefactor, but the poor monk can lock up the benefactor... Golden Pagoda! Go!"

I saw a golden tower flying from the monk's hand, gradually rotating and growing larger, instantly covering the black air, and soon the black air was sucked into the tower.

"Bald donkey! If my true form is here, how dare you treat me like this? Damn bald donkey..."

As the tower's golden light began to shine, the black air's shouts slowly disappeared.

Xiao Feng ran up and said, "Master! What do you accept?"

The monk performed a Buddhist salute with one palm, "Amitabha! What the poor monk just conquered was Haolong's evil thoughts!"

Xiao Feng was surprised, "Is this black energy the demonic thought of Hao Long?"

"Yes! Could it be that the little donor also came here looking for this evil thought?"

"Indeed, this demonic thought caused chaos in Qingyang Prefecture a few days ago, causing Qingyang Prefecture to suffer heavy losses."

"The evil thoughts have been collected by the poor monk, and the poor monk will take him back and imprison him."

"Master, please excuse me. Thank you very much, master, for eliminating this evil in Qingyang Prefecture."

The monk was about to leave when he turned around and said to Xiao Feng: "The poor monk seems to have encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation!"

Xiao Feng was surprised and asked: "Master, how can you see my cultivation level?"

"Little benefactor! Don't worry about how the poor monk can see it. The poor monk gave the young benefactor a saying... If the mind is clear, the Tao will descend, and if the Tao falls, the scriptures will be clear."

"When the mind is clear, the Tao descends, and when the Tao descends, the meridians are clear..." Xiao Feng thought thoughtfully and suddenly realized, "Thank you, Master, for your advice. May I ask the master's name?"

"You don't have to be polite, little benefactor! The nectar does not moisten the rootless grass. The wonderful method can only help those who are destined. The name of the poor monk is... the wonderful method."

"Thank you, Master Miaofa." Xiao Feng bowed his hands.

"I believe that I will see my little benefactor again one day. Amitabha!" After saying the wonderful method, the monk swung his cassock and flew into the distance.