As the white light became more and more dazzling, Xiang Feng felt a force go down his shoulders to his wrists, this power was not the strength of his body, because Xiang Feng found that he was a little unable to control this power.

Feeling the power surging to his wrist, Xiang Feng felt a sore pain in his wrist, he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, poured the power into his palm, and slapped it out directly.

Hearing only a bang, a fierce air explosion sounded in the air three meters away from his body, and the sound of the air explosion was very loud, especially in this small space, it was like detonating a grenade, and Xiang Feng's eardrums were faintly painful.

Xiang Feng was shocked: "This? Could this be that I made it myself just now? Is this the long-lost hollow palm?"

He then smiled and shook his head, it shouldn't be, the power of the splitting palm is not so great, if this palm hits a person, I am afraid that the entire internal organs will be shattered.

Xiang Feng knew that it was the aura that worked, but he never expected that the power of the aura would reach such a level.

He had absorbed so much vitality before, but he had never been able to fight without his body, and even if those vitality was condensed in the palm of his hand, it only increased his strength by one or two percent.

But this aura, although it is easy to go berserk and get out of control, is too powerful, so big that it makes Xiang Feng tremble a little.

Xiang Feng took a deep breath, the palm just now had exhausted all the aura in his body, after all, he had only absorbed the aura for two hours just now.

Feeling the power of these aura, Xiang Feng couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart, his father had absorbed half of his life's vitality to reach the peak of Huaxia's powerhouse, and he only absorbed two hours of aura, and his power faintly reached half of his father's level.

Xiang Feng has seen Xiang Wentian's fist technique, and the sound of wind and thunder in his gestures is the effect of the peak of external power, and Xiang Feng believes that as long as he absorbs it for a few more hours, his fists and feet should also be able to carry this sound of wind and thunder.

Thinking of this, Xiang Feng didn't dare to delay any longer, he sat cross-legged on the stone bed again, and continued to absorb the surrounding aura according to the aura guidance map of the first picture, in this stone room, the aura was very sufficient.

This stone chamber seems to have been subjected to some big array, gathering all the aura within a radius of dozens of miles into this stone chamber, otherwise, even if Xiang Feng gets these two pictures, he may not have any aura to absorb.

If there is no aura absorption, then these two bamboo slips can only be treated as antiques, Xiang Feng doesn't know what happened to the sect, and he was so hasty that he discarded this kind of genius treasure directly.

Moreover, Xiang Feng and Lu Zizhen were able to get the Shanhe Society Diagram and Dragon Thorn in the outside world, which also showed that the treasures of the Interception Sect had been scattered all over the world, and this sect was probably finished.

Otherwise, such a powerful sect would never have been able to let their treasures spread to the people and fall into the hands of ordinary people.

Xiang Feng shook his head secretly, feeling a little regretful, it seems that as the history books say, all things must decline when they are prosperous, and they must be combined with each other, no matter how powerful a country or force is, when they reach their peak, it also indicates their decline, this is the cycle of heaven, and no one can get rid of it.

Xiang Feng quickly reined in his spirit, and slowly guided the surrounding aura into his meridians, his meridians have been washed by vitality, which can be said to be very smooth, and in ancient times, it is equivalent to opening up the second vein of Ren Du, otherwise, he will not reach the strength of the S-level.

The aura in this stone room seemed to be decomposed very finely, and Xiang Feng could feel wisps of aura when he absorbed it, slowly seeping into his meridians and blood.

Xiang Feng knew in his heart that the aura in this room must have undergone special treatment and turned into an aura that was convenient for cultivators to absorb.

And the aura outside, it is quite violent, without a certain amount of control, inhaling that aura, it is tantamount to suicide.

It can be said that making a room is a training room for the disciples of the sect to lay the foundation.

Xiang Feng cultivated for nearly three hours, and at this time he could clearly feel in his body that the aura was running back and forth in his body, and he didn't dare to be greedy, at this time, the aura in his body was like a small snake, flowing back and forth in his meridians.

Xiang Feng hurriedly lay down on the bed and began to digest this aura.

Gradually, he had entered an ethereal state, he tried to let this aura penetrate into his bloodline, every time he swam this aura around the meridians of his body, he could clearly feel that a trace of aura penetrated through the meridians and entered the bloodline.

Although this aura is very rare, it can also be clearly felt that the bloodline is slowly changing.

After absorbing this aura, Xiang Feng felt that his whole person was a lot more energetic, and even the energy consumed by rushing all the way was almost completely recovered.

Xiang Feng cultivated for nearly ten hours, and finally absorbed the aura in his body into one, and the remaining aura was like a group of children in the rebellious period, which could not be tamed at all.

After working hard for a while, Xiang Feng could only give up this aura, condensed this aura in his palm and slammed it out.

After exhausting this aura, Xiang Feng walked down from the bed.

In just ten hours, Xiang Feng could feel a qualitative change in his strength, and he punched hard, feeling that the air in front of him had become distorted and hissed.

This kind of sound, that is, the sound of wind and thunder rumored in the martial arts, when the power reaches a certain limit, even the master of the subtle realm cannot offset this momentum, because this force is too strong, so strong that the air space makes an overwhelming sound.

Xiang Feng could vaguely feel that he had even reached the 2s level in terms of fist strength alone, but the most regrettable thing was that Xiang Feng's use of aura was still at the lowest stage.

Except for the splitting palm he comprehended, he couldn't find any way to use his aura, and no matter how much aura he had, he also needed to use moves to exert his power.

Xiang Feng looked at it, in the entire room, except for these two bamboo slips, there was no half word or even half a picture at all.

Xiang Feng shook his head with some regret, he knew that he couldn't be too greedy, and it was not easy to have this kind of gain.

He walked around the room, which was empty, not even a fresco, and all around him was the black, slightly rougher stone.

Xiang Feng had never seen these stones, and their whole bodies were blackened, as if they could absorb the light around them, making this room very completely black, Xiang Feng guessed that maybe it was these black stones that made those violent auras turn into wisps.

This room has no windows, only a small stone door, which is unlocked and can be pushed open with a light push.

Xiang Feng has no intention of leaving now, he knows that Lu Zi is really guarding him outside, although Xiang Feng's strength has improved a lot now, but if he really wants to fight with Lu Zizhen, Xiang Feng really doesn't have much confidence in his heart.