Outside the Demon Mist Mountains, mass graves.

Qin Feng's remnants were still breathing, the blood mist was steaming, and the damage caused to him by the Purple Spirit Ding had not yet dissipated.

"Master!"

The black-robed old man turned around and threw him a small porcelain bottle of Bone Healing Pill.

"You kid has too many masters, I'm afraid that you are born rebellious, and even I won't be able to escape your poisonous hands another day. ”

"Eh, where is the master, I..."

"Say less, heal first. ”

Not!

With a wave of his hand, Qin Feng transformed all the purple qi that he had not had time to absorb before into blood, and his injuries, body, and flesh began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, this scene was really too incredible in the eyes of ordinary people.

But this is the second time that Han Xuzi has seen a similar scene with his own eyes, and the last time Qin Feng was also chased and killed, he barely killed a purple-robed elder in the early stage of Jindan, and it was only a long time before he dared to argue with Yuanying Realm.

This old man can be said to have done his best to wait for a personal disciple, and even did not hesitate to pay a certain price to rescue Qin Fenglai.

Qin Feng endured the pain that came from the depths of his bone marrow, gritted his teeth and asked:

"Master, what kind of sect is Ten Thousand Bones Mountain?"

"Not counting the sect, the Ten Thousand Bones Sect dispersed thirty years ago, but there are still some unwilling remnants who are struggling to support it, but fortunately, a few of our old things have the strength to support it, and everyone else has to give a few thin noodles. ”

"That means it's better than Tianlan City?"

"Forget it, but it's not as good as your father. ”

When it came to his father Qin Tian, Qin Feng's eyes rarely flashed a trace of expectation.

"Master, do you know my father?"

"Of course, the first day of the Demon Lan Domain is arrogant, covering the heroes, rising from the micro end, fighting each other in the slightest, the young man is a song, and a sword is shocking. ”

A sword!

Qin Feng immediately burst out loud when he heard this title, Mo said that his mother didn't know where to go, even his father had never met him a few times, he had been alone since he could remember, and it was just some family events when he saw it occasionally.

The ancestor didn't like to fight, the talent of the descendants of the future generations was weak, and the inheritance of the purple qi line was cut off by the ancestor, but Qin Tian was able to rely on the biased technique of "Purple River Sword Technique" to go to the side of fame, which shows his anti-heaven talent.

"Do you still have a last wish in this Tianlan City, if not, you and I will go to Wangu Mountain. ”

"After a while, there will be a secret realm that gathers the four great families and the three mountain gates that appear together, and when the Tianlan secret realm appears, I will kill Luo Xiao with my own hands. ”

He gritted his teeth every time he said such a thing, and the fire of hatred burned in his eyes.

Han Xuzi's black robe covered his old face, and the wrinkles cut by the knife were natural.

"Young people should have courage, your gifted corpse vein, and the healing power that can only be stimulated when you are injured are a must, but you are not Luo Xiao's opponent yet. ”

"It's enough, and if necessary, please ask the master to help. ”

"That's what you're waiting for. Han Xuzi threw him another scroll of exercises.

Qin Feng's last injury as he spoke had already recovered, and he let out a long breath of turbidity.

"Master, no merit is not punished, the Ziding Sect mainly uses me, and then unloads the mill to kill the donkey, so I deceived him of his exercises, and your disciple is not qualified to accept this volume. ”

Han Xuzi seemed to have known that Qin Feng would say this, he touched his white beard and smiled:

"Ten Thousand Bones Mountain has been divided into two factions since thirty years ago due to some worthless incidents, we old bones are guarding a mountain to survive, if you want you to be a competition, a competition between the disciples of the two factions, and a competition to seize the inheritance of Ten Thousand Bones Mountain. ”

It's really a big tree, and the big sect has the trouble of splitting the family, even if the Ziding Spirit Sect is smashed to the ground by Yiding, it is impossible to worry about splitting the family.

In this mass grave filled with corpse gas, Qin Feng "went home" for the third time, and he picked up this volume of exercises in his hand before he could settle down and breathe, and he was immediately attracted to his attention.

"Hundred Corpses Creation Skill"

Heaven and earth have qi, corpse qi, resentment, death qi, twilight qi is also one of them, refining and knowing, retrograde, others are afraid of it, we refine it.

"You can not only refine the puppet, but also absorb the corresponding breath to refine and attack?"

Qin Feng was already committed to transforming all the qi into purple qi and then making up for the gaps, but with the blood qi, spiritual qi, essence qi, purple qi, and corpse qi...... More and more sects, breath appeared.

He was sure that he was slowly shifting from the track, and since he had a special physique for picking up attributes, he should be like an ancient qi practitioner.

Everything in the world can be refined, and purple qi can be said to be the best as a medium for transforming the qi of all things.

In this mass grave, he wants to unify all the breath, integrate it into the purple qi, transform the purple qi, let the purple qi have all the attributes to absorb, speed up the transformation, and imperceptibly, let the purple qi be promoted to the qi of all things.

And he will also absorb the attributes of all things as much as possible and refine them with purple qi.

Let the purple qi be promoted to the qi of all things, this is not a more complicated path, but in this way, it will be beneficial that in the future, Qin Feng can directly fight the purple qi against the enemy from all directions.

With more and more refining, the purple qi will also have the attributes of all things, and he will be able to successfully promote the purple qi!

As soon as you breathe in and in, corpse qi and death qi and resentment are absorbed into the body like air, the damp properties of the soil, the hardness attributes of stones, and the vitality attributes of trees.

This is a homogenization journey, Qin Feng is tracing back to the ancient Qi practitioners, the end of the law era, the aura is exhausted, and the most breath in heaven and earth has been relatively scarce, it is impossible to go against the sky.

Fortunately, Qin Feng can poke bubbles and pick up attributes, making up for the lack of this.

For three days and nights, his talent of breaking 10,000 points was promoted to excellent, all kinds of exercises, and spiritual tricks, only "Haoran Purple Qi Jue" still stayed in the realm of Xiaocheng.

In seven days, the purple qi of the dantian finally fused with the attributes of all things, and the pores of the body steamed out one by one light purple bubbles.

Until the day before the opening of the secret realm, Qin Feng guided the breath around his body, and the majestic and surging purple qi wind spirit pill transformed into a little baby, which was for the Yuan Baby, and the divine consciousness villain merged into the baby's eyebrows, he opened his eyes violently, swallowed the essence and blood in one gulp, and his immature little hand held a small gray sword, and a purple qi turned into clothes and draped it outside his body.

This is the unity of the realm, only one force is needed to break through, and all qi can advance together, and no longer receive restrictions, which is also the extremely domineering cultivation concept of ancient qi practitioners, but this is something that few people can do in ancient times.

According to spirituality, when the Yuan Ying opens his eyes, it is a great realm.

This time, he held the stunning sword again, and Qin Feng felt even more handy.

The purple qi turned three hundred times per breath, and he wore the black robe of the old days, and a porcelain mask with smiling eyes and a crescent moon covered his eyes and nose.

Han Xuzi shook his head and said, "Good man, your cultivation is quite weird?"

"Master, your meridians are a little bit like the primordial spirit..."

Qin Feng didn't say much, now he could see at a glance the problem of Han Xuzi, the meridians were blocked, the Yuan Shen was weak, but it was difficult to warm up, and there was too much yin qi.

"Don't worry about me, old man, there's no cure. ”

Han Xuzi is really good to him, Qin Feng has refined seventy-two puppets for a while, and it is also the benefit of the exercises.

Without a moment's hesitation, he said, "Master, for your injury, I want to give it a try." ”