[Cultivation] Damn it, is it you again? !

There is no longer any retreat, at this moment, he can only go forward bravely, as far as he can see, there are all jade slips, floating in the air, emitting a faint light, he understands better than anyone else, everything that can be recorded now It's all his future capital.

He tried it, but it couldn't be burned at all. The only way to do it was to imprint it in the sea of ​​consciousness. Feng Yuan didn't hesitate, and directly took a copy of the Genius, Land Treasure and Monster Beast Encyclopedia closest to him. How can it be possible to live only on some dead things? If you don't have a little discernment ability, even if you escape by chance, you can't escape the fate of being deceived by others.

He didn't ask for a deep understanding, but imprinted more of these things in the sea of ​​consciousness. He had a hunch that he couldn't take out many of the jade slips here. Before he left, he could see as much as he could. Own luck again.

In the following days, he lived very regularly. Every day, he only rested for three hours. Even these three hours were all replaced by meditation. This was considered as one of the few hours of his practice.For the rest of the time, he mechanically and quickly imprinted the jade slips on his sea of ​​consciousness according to the categories, covering everything from refining weapons, attacking spells, formations, to the necessary common sense in the world of cultivation.Moreover, this knowledge is not very old, as if someone comes in regularly to update it.Feng Yuan didn't have time to think too much, so he could only speed up his movements, and speed up a little more.

Finally, after I don't know how long, after he branded all the jade slips he thought were necessary, a strong force came from outside, and the next moment, he was already standing outside.It's the real outside world, holding a strange scabbard in his hand!He looked back, and saw all the famous mountains and rivers he didn't know, but the fluctuations of the two different fires in his body still told him that there was nothing wrong with this place being the Ailao Mountains.He carefully inserted the Wuming sword into the scabbard. This time, there was really no light on the sword. Could it be that it is the rare ten thousand-year-old sandalwood pine wood? The best effect of concentrating on the energy is to isolate the sword energy , but at this time, it is no longer visible here.

Could it be that it was the opportunity he dreamed of before?That's right, both the entry and the existence there are extremely strange, and there is also the appearance of Wannian Sandalwood?He is also destined to be there, but he is destined to have no deeper fate, so he should be satisfied and have nothing to complain about.Feng Yuan thought for a while, then kneeled down solemnly, and made a respectful salute in the direction of the faint side. No matter what, he also benefited from it, and gave him profound thoughts, spells, and blessings. He escaped.

He is so sleepy that he doesn't know the age of the world at all. Even the terrain that he forcibly recorded before is useless. The terrain here has already been approximated. Maybe it is because of this that he can stay safely until now. He is not dead yet.He walked to the water's edge to see his true appearance, which was quite different from when he was young. If the body was reshaped after Yuanying, who would know that he was the sacrificial person back then?

Thinking like this, he couldn't hold back himself, his spiritual power fluctuated violently in an instant, and suddenly, the sky darkened, and thunder tribulations gathered. He couldn't suppress his tendency to break through.Feng Yuan made a decisive decision, found a random place to sit down, let the horse come over, I will definitely not die here.

As soon as he sat down, the first tribulation thunder arrived in an instant, with the momentum of thunder, even though he had never survived the tribulation before, this situation is extremely unusual now, as if the heaven.But so what.

With a thought in Feng Yuan's mind, he went up against the thunder directly, removed the defense around him, and directly led the thunder disaster into his own dan field. If ordinary monks saw it, they would exclaim in surprise that this person was so desperate, and that the thunder disaster was so dangerous. Wei, how can a human monk be able to resist with his flesh and mortal body? This move is no different from self-destruction of the Dao Foundation.

However, Feng Yuan's body is quite different. In the flames in the center of the earth, every inch of his skin and meridians have been roasted by two kinds of extreme fires, and he has long become tough and extraordinary, not to mention, the lightning that was drawn into his body , may not necessarily be stronger than the two different fires in his body.If the fire of extreme cathode and yang is used properly, it will be a beautiful thing.

Sure enough, as soon as the power of thunder and lightning entered Feng Yuan's body, the Xuanming Youhuo and Chifanyanhuo entrenched in the Dantian immediately went up along the meridian, competing to eat away at it.And tempered Feng Yuan's body with the power of thunder and lightning, and finally returned to Dan Tian.The mighty power of thunder and lightning was actually used by him in the end, it really is God helping me!

Feng Yuan almost wanted to scream into the sky and step on the blue clouds. He didn't want to waste a little bit of such a good thing, but this was also his thunder tribulation. Nine thunders, each stronger than the last, struck him steadily , and better temper his body.After the thunder cloud dissipated, Feng Yuan's hair was all over his body and his skin was scorched black. However, his Dan Tian was also very different. A small gold and silver Nascent Soul was entrenched, surrounded by fine purple lightning power. The attack power has been completely improved, time and life!

I don't know why, but he has been practicing the immortal cultivation skills and methods given to him by the master of the Nine Shamen Sect. The quality of "Hundred Refining Jue" is really average. Tian, ​​I'm afraid, is still in the early stage of Jindan, and is even still in the foundation stage.However, among the jade slips that were accidentally imprinted in the Hall of Consciousness, there is a top-grade skill, which is also nameless. There is only one thing about transformation. If there is only one kind of spiritual root in the body, a person with the power of true essence of one nature will definitely not be able to cultivate it. If it is given to him, it will complement each other.

Feng Yuan immediately found a mountainside for himself, and with a flash of sword light, it was a temporary shelter.He just brushed off the dust casually, then sat down on the ground, dedicated to transforming the true essence in his body, even if it was just transforming the true essence, the Nascent Soul in his body was stronger and bigger, this mental method really lived up to its reputation, It's just that the conditions are harsh and few people practice.

After the transformation of the true energy in his body was completed, he immediately started to practice the sword formula obtained from the Wuming Sword. This sword technique seemed to be in the sword body from the very beginning, so he called it the Wuming Sword Jue by the way. In the past ten years, he has studied hard and practiced sword moves countless times, but he just memorized them all, which is still far away from Xiaocheng.

However, since these days, he has practiced the Seven Changes of Nirvana by the way, but a set of rules is ever-changing, and countless moves can be evolved from the seven changes. If the opponent attacks, he can be caught off guard.I also practiced two small grappling hands briefly, but it is difficult to see the skill in this one. Sometimes it is quite necessary to play black hands.Just practice a little bit of Wanxiang fingering, and it will be another year of spring and winter.

He finally planned to go down the mountain temporarily and find some people or other things to practice his hands. Isn't it ridiculous for a Nascent Soul Stage who has never seen blood.He only took a few steps out of the cave, when a sixth-level Raging Thunderhawk flew straight down from the air, it seemed to regard itself as his opponent.

It's just an animal who will be in the Nascent Soul stage. It should be because he has unlimited breath and wants to find his own bad luck.Feng Yuan didn't dodge or dodge, he flipped his palm and went straight up, with the power of the thunder, instantly swallowed the thunder and lightning spewed out of his mouth, and hit him hard. Unexpectedly, it was just one round , this bastard was defeated, it was really boring.

Feng Yuan looked at the animal who was begging for mercy under his feet with regret, and kicked his abdomen, which is the softest part of his body, "Are you interested, be my demon pet, if you do well I'll spare your life, if you don't do well, how about I roast you again?"

That beast was very sensible, and honestly lowered its head. Also, no matter how slow a monster in the Nascent Soul stage is, at least it has the IQ of an adult. How can it not know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages? Why?It's just a flash in its eyes, and when Feng Yuan's attention was distracted, its wings fanned the wind, and it immediately spit out a ball of fire from its mouth.What a cunning beast.

If an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator is burned by its natal fire, its vitality will be seriously injured, but today it is considered to have mentioned the iron plate, Feng Yuan grabbed it casually, and still put the flame into his mouth. He swallowed it indifferently, as if, what he caught just now was not a ball of fire, but a delicious dessert!

But now, he has no chance to escape, Feng Yuan's other hand has come to his dan.tian, and with a false finger grab, his Nascent Soul is caught in his hand!This person is obviously a Taoist cultivator, why does he act so cruelly, it is completely a method of a demonic cultivator?

However, he never had a chance to ask this question again. Feng Yuan swallowed his Nascent Soul happily, as if tasting delicious food, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and a ball of erotic color suddenly appeared on his right hand. If Chaoyang's strange fire, that is - Chifan Yanhuo, this is the last color he saw in the world.

The Nascent Soul of the demon cultivator just fell into the entrance, and it turned into a pure force that poured into his limbs and bones, and the Hunyuan Power in Feng Yuan's body began to circulate rapidly, and he felt extremely comfortable all over his body. , Is this the taste of power?

Feng Yuan casually threw a small group of Chifan flames over, and burned all the remaining corpses. The feathers on it were worth nothing, but they were useless, so it would be better to burn them clean. , On the contrary, it's done once and for all, leaving no trace.

At this moment, he felt that someone with a flying sword not far away was approaching quickly. It seemed that it was not a demon cultivator. Could it be that he gave a pillow when he was really sleepy? It's really interesting.