The Ancient Vast Realm

Time flies by, and it is already three months later.

Feng Xuan sat cross-legged on a stone bed, his eyes closed, his hands in a dan-shaped position, holding a piece of azure crystal between his hands, and a trace of vitality was slowly absorbed from the crystal into Feng Xuan's body.

Finally

Feng Xuan exhaled a long breath of turbid air, opened his eyes, felt the situation in his body and shook his head slightly.

He has now completed the four internal organs, and only the lungs representing the metal element have not yet reached the complete state.

I am afraid that no one would believe this speed. Feng Xuan has only been breaking through for about 4 months, and he has almost reached the peak of the refining organ stage. The speed is simply jaw-dropping.

However, Feng Xuan is not satisfied with this result. You must know that when he broke through, he had achieved the perfection of the wood element because he absorbed the tree core of the vampire tree demon, and then absorbed the mad blood scorpion king, the green-scaled tree snake, the burly man and others in the early stage of the breathing state, and his body was already filled with a large amount of five-element vitality.

After another three months of hard training, he slowly absorbed the Water Spirit Crystal and the Mad Blood Scorpion King in the middle stage of the Breathing Realm, and only then did he reach the perfection of the four internal organs, but there was still a long way to go before the perfection of the five internal organs.

The last organ was the lungs, and he only had the resources of the Water Spirit Crystal. Although he could convert the vital energy through the nourishment between the internal organs, it was too slow compared to directly absorbing the golden vital energy and absorbing the blood of wild beasts.

"I can't go on like this. Although it's not peaceful everywhere now, with my current strength, I should be careful and it shouldn't be a big deal. I should focus on improving my strength quickly."

Feng Xuan turned his hand and put away the Water Spirit Crystal that had shrunk a whole circle, muttering to himself.

For some reason, Feng Xuan always had a sense of urgency in his heart, as if urging him to quickly improve his strength.

In these three months, many things happened in the outside world.

As Wu Lao guessed, the entire Qishan, oh no, it should be the entire Canglan Mountains, fell into a strange silence and panic.

There are constant disappearances of human tribes and even alien races, and some people who go out never come back.

Nowadays, communication discs are mainly used for communication. Almost all tribes are alert to the hidden enemies, and most of the time they stay in the tribe to seek the deterrence and protection of the tribal totem.

The traces of some demons and even monsters are no longer hidden, and they begin to hunt the existence of various human and alien races in the mountains and forests.

Monsters are transformed from some wild beasts and even alien races, just like the demons of the human race.

Nowadays, only those martial artists above the Cangjing realm can still walk freely in the Canglan Mountains and put out fires everywhere. After all, in general, there don’t seem to be too many masters of the third realm on the side of the demons.

However, neither the human race nor the alien races have forgotten that the existence that can cruelly kill Jingqiongsha in a short time is still hiding in the dark. That is at least the peak of the third realm or even the fourth realm. That is what each force is most concerned about.

But now, as long as this guy shows up, he will be greeted by the joint efforts of the human race and the alien race. In the Canglan Mountains for so many years, neither the human race nor the alien race will retreat because of an enemy even at the fourth level. The enemy is just hiding in the dark, which makes many parties wary.

The foundation of each race is not as simple as it seems. It is not easy to rely on the realm of cultivation to dominate the Canglan Mountains.

Now all races are waiting for this dark existence to show its traces so as to give it a fatal blow.

However, this dark guy is not stupid. He certainly knows his situation. For three months, he has not revealed any whereabouts.

"Alas, it's a pity that I still have no clue about the Spiritual Witch Realm, otherwise I wouldn't have to worry about going out all the time. I wanted to take advantage of this careful time to comprehend the Soul-Clearing Stage, but I didn't find any clues. My soul essence has also been almost consumed by the deduction of the Falling Star Arrow Technique, and the second style is still a lot behind.

It's time to go out and harvest. Although I can no longer continue to strengthen my soul because my soul has reached the limit of the realm, the deduction of martial arts is a soul-devouring cave!"

Feng Xuan frowned and thought. This matter of going out is imminent. If he wastes time waiting again, the progress of cultivation will only get slower and slower.

Feng Xuan has already given the first style of the Falling Star Arrow Technique to Uncle Ling, and Uncle Ling is worthy of being a genius in archery. He actually practiced this first style in less than a month. Now he is urging the power of this style, even Feng Xuan will look sideways and dare not easily take it head-on.

Feng Xuan himself is not in a hurry to practice this archery.

One reason is that there is no suitable war bow.

Second, he wanted to wait until the second or even third form was derived before practicing.

After all, the first form alone was just the icing on the cake for Feng Xuan.

As for the practice, Feng Xuan was very confident in himself, and archery was something that Feng family was very good at.

But Feng Xuan had also noticed that Uncle Ling seemed to have something on his mind, and he could hardly hide it between his eyebrows.

The tribe members were not fools, and they could all see it, but no one in the tribe knew what had happened. No one could do anything unless Uncle Ling said it himself.

While thinking about this, a hurried shout came from outside the house:

"Fengzi! Fengzi! Something happened, Ling... Uncle Ling, came back covered in blood, saying that he asked you to go over quickly, but I don't know what happened"

Feng Xuan recognized the voice from Brother Shitou.

As soon as Feng Xuan heard the words "Uncle Ling was in trouble, he was covered in blood", his dark pupils shrank suddenly, and he stood up quickly. The door suddenly opened automatically, and Feng Xuan turned into a gust of wind and rushed out.

Before Xuan Shi finished speaking outside the courtyard, he looked at Feng Xuan who had already appeared in front of him in shock. He didn't know how this guy appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

But he didn't think much about it, and hurriedly pulled Feng Xuan towards the outside, saying anxiously: "Let's go! Uncle Ling specifically asked you to go there with Uncle Danniu. The situation is urgent!"

Feng Xuan asked urgently: "Where is it?"

"Uh, martial arts hall... uh..."

Xuan Shi watched dumbfounded as Feng Xuan tapped his toes, stood up and jumped on various rooftops. He could step more than ten feet away in one step and disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

Xuan Shi stood there blankly and watched Feng Xuan's back disappear. For a moment, he didn't know whether he still needed to follow him.

Within a dozen breaths, Feng Xuan had already arrived outside the martial arts hall. He was surprised to find that there was no one here, but Ying Da was squatting on the top of the jujube tree outside the door, combing his feathers.

Feng Xuan could tell at a glance that even Ying Da was slightly injured at this time, his feathers were messy, and he looked like he had been in a battle.

Feng Xuan, who arrived at this time, was affected by the news. He was full of domineering momentum, like a sword about to be unsheathed. Ying Da, who was originally serious about dealing with his own feathers, exploded with feathers all over his body. The roots stood up and he suddenly turned toward Feng with vigilance. Xuan looked like he was facing a formidable enemy.