Chapter 17: Thou shalt not become an immortal
"This spirit bead is mine. β
Qin Feng dodged and turned into a swimming wind, his martial arts and spiritual spirit were mixed together, and his speed was three times that of the peak of the ordinary qi sea.
Wei Yixiao's cultivation is much higher than his sister's, but it is only a nine-fold condensation, where can he see Qin Feng's movements clearly.
Sa!
This spirit bead changed hands in the blink of an eye, and the seal, ban, and even the divine imprint were erased.
"The Spirit Bead and my perception are gone. β
Wei Yixiao was puzzled, his palm was already empty.
"Who is the predecessor who deceived me? Please give a reason. β
It's too weird, this body is enough to wipe him out in an instant, but if there is no reason, Wei Yixiao can't deal with the elders of the family.
"Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, saving a beauty's life, but with a smile, the most worthless thing in the world is the beauty smile. β
The least valuable is the beauty smile?
Wei Yixiao looked at Wei Yanran suspiciously, he knew the meaning of this sentence, it seemed that Wei Yanran owed this senior's kindness.
"Yanran, you..."
"Brother, I really don't!"
Wei Yanran excused herself in every possible way, she really hadn't been saved by anyone except last time, no, she looked around in horror, how could it be, that person must be dead!
"You're him?"
"Deceive the mountains and chase the mountains, step on the river and break the river, if the Qin Pass is open, the wind will be long for thousands of miles!"
This sentence only disappeared without a trace after a moment of careful recollection in Wei Yanran's mind, and then an inscription prohibition was left in the bottom of his heart.
"Say one more word and I'll make you know the sea to pieces!"
The divine sense transmission made Wei Yanran's face pale in fright for a moment, she took a deep breath, turned around and fled.
Qin Feng, this madman is still alive, and she wants to make the news public.
"Yanran!"
Wei Yixiao didn't know what happened in this instant, he only saw that the little sister's face was pale, and the whole person seemed to be enchanted.
Every few steps, Wei Yanran suddenly sat down in horror leaning on the ancient tree.
"I can't say it, if I die, the Wei family will also be retaliated, he is an evil ghost, a ghost who never goes away!"
She muttered to herself, and the inscription prohibition of Zhihai was finally stabilized, and she did not forcibly erase it.
On the other side, Qin Feng, who sensed Wei Yanran's changes, escaped into the middle of the mountain.
This spirit bead is not of much use to him, and he directly absorbs all the attributes.
Especially when the Dao Purple Qi entered the body and the spiritual rhyme was blessed, Qin Feng's figure was a little faster.
He felt more and more that the purple qi was unusual, and this Secret Treasure Cave Mansion was the answer.
Within three breaths, Qin Feng's footsteps had stopped halfway up the mountain, but he couldn't move forward in front of a rock.
According to the purple qi echo of the treasure scroll, it should be here, but no matter how he uses his divine sense to investigate, it is useless.
"There is no cave, let alone an institution, and this secret realm is inevitably too secretive. β
The mountain spring is murmuring, and the sound of cicadas is faint.
Qin Feng glanced at the Spirit Bead, which had been reduced to a scrap product, and suddenly opened his mouth.
"It turns out that the answer is in my hand, purple gas, it is purple gas, the treasure map senses the spiritual objects that have purple qi, and I also need to use purple qi to attract and perceive purple qi!"
"The Purple River crosses the mountain with nine bends, the cave is hidden in the heart, there is no innocence and mystery of the cave, and the Dao fruit contains three thousand purples. β
The operation method of the Purple River Sword Technique came to mind in his mind, and Qin Feng only felt that a purple qi slowly grew from the damp soil and wound it.
When Qin Feng opened his eyes again, he was already in a cave, and the stone wall was full of lanterns, the dry oil was not extinguished, and the lights were slightly bright.
He looked up at a stone plaque suspiciously, and there were only two words:
γPurple Houseγ
"There is also a similar description in the Purple Mansion, what does this have to do with Purple Qi?"
He walked forward according to the stone path of this cave, and his heart was bottomless, and his qi and blood were always at their peak.
After walking about a stick of incense, I saw a splendid palace.
The brightly lit cave is more like a burial place for an ancient existence.
Qin Feng felt that he must have stumbled into the tomb of an ancient powerhouse by mistake.
"Yuko Tong, you're finally back!"
An old but slightly dull voice came from inside the main hall, and Qin Feng roughly concluded that it should be a method left by the deceased.
"Oh, did you kill him, or did you get the one he chosen?"
Tong Youzi, Qin Feng thought to himself, this must be the predecessor who left the stunning sword.
"The younger generation didn't dare to lie, and the senior of Tongyuko died with hatred, and I just found this scroll by chance. β
"By chance, if you want to enter the Purple Mansion of the deity, you must have the existence of purple qi, and Tong Youzi wants to have the purple qi gong method all her life, how can you happen to have it?"
A lifetime's efforts just to cultivate the exercises of Purple Qi?
This sentence confirmed Qin Feng's judgment even more, the purple qi was absolutely extraordinary.
"Senior, my Qin family's sword master has a lineage, which is the cultivation of purple qi. β
The main hall did not hear from it for a long time this time, and it was not until the middle of the morning that he said leisurely.
"The sword master of the Qin family, it must be the legacy of Qin Wen's junior brother, but I didn't expect that time has passed, and my Zixiao lineage actually relied on him to stay. β
"Anyway, maybe this is the destiny of heaven, boy, you come to the temple!"
Before the sigh passed, Qin Feng still did not relax, but raised his spirit, not to slack off in the slightest, there are often legends of monks who think they have obtained the ancient inheritance, but they are designed by the old monster to take away.
The main hall was empty, except for a projection of a statue wearing a purple robe with its back to Qin Feng.
"Qin asked, but your Qin family ancestor, has he ever revealed the origin of the family?"
Qin Feng pondered a little and said, "Qin Wen is the ancestor of the Qin family, the Qin family has always been weak, and the Qin family's sword master inheritance is secret, and it didn't rise until twenty years ago. β
The purple-robed phantom seemed to have been expected.
"Senior Brother Qin, he didn't pass on the orthodox Purple Qigong method to future generations until he died, he just handed over a biased sword technique to you, there are no bad rules, but it also creates a glimmer of hope. β
"What's your name?"
"Qin Feng. β
The purple-robed figure slowly turned around, and it turned out to be a man with a handsome face and a lofty instrument, he glanced at Qin Feng and continued:
"Zixiao's lineage should no longer exist in the world, Tong Youzi is just a god realm, his cultivation is too low, he should die before Senior Brother Qin, three or four hundred years is enough, and Senior Brother left because of negative energy, but left a glimmer of life. β
The more Qin Feng listened, the more confused he became, what a glimmer of life, the ancestor of the Qin family left an ancient sect in anger.
"Seniors have something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"
"Okay, I'm grinding and chirping just to wait for you, you are a cheerful person, and you have the same temper as Senior Brother Qin. β
"Hahahaha!"
The purple-robed man's hands were crossed on his hips, and he smiled and leaned back together.
"I said, I said, there are many mysteries in this world, but only the Dao Ancestor refined the three thousand purple gas, in ancient times, there were qi refiners, and my Zixiao is refining the purple gas, ten thousand years of evolution, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is scarce, only the three veins of spiritual power, blood and soul power are prosperous. β
"The Qi Refiners of my Zixiao lineage are scattered in the human realm, and nine out of ten are dead, and there are only two people in our lineage. β
"Senior Brother Qin prefers swordsmanship, is withdrawn, and leaves the mountain gate in a fit of anger after arguing with his master. β
"This line of mine must be passed on, perhaps in order to find Senior Brother Qin, I have also come to the Demon Lan Domain when the Heavenly Tribulation is coming. Four hundred years ago, I forcibly crossed the heavenly tribulation, the purple qi was intolerable in heaven and earth, and when I was dying, a sword light came from Tianlan City, blocking the last day of thunder for me. β
"It's a pity, my senior brother Qin, I have never been willing to take a second look, hahaha, I have been breathing for three years in this dying place, and when I get to Tong Youzi, not to mention him, there are countless people who yearn for my strength on the day of the catastrophe. β
"The strong men from all directions rushed to come but were concealed by my formation, only Tong Youzi passed the test, I asked him to go to Tianlan City to pass a word for his junior brother, I didn't expect that this time..."
Later, Qin Feng also knew that Tong Youzi was guilty of Huaibi, and escaped with his last breath after the siege, and died in the barren mountains and mountains in anger.
As for the ancestor of the Qin family, I am afraid that he did not wait for a word from his senior brother who should have released his previous suspicions until he died.
In order to understand happiness and worry, and to make up for the eternal regrets, Qin Feng gave up his hands:
"Senior, I don't know what this sentence is?"
The purple-robed man tilted his head and smiled, and these four words were like a thunderbolt.
"Don't become immortals!"