Chapter 898 True Yuan Sublimation

Feng Jueyu nodded silently, a solemn expression appeared in his expression, he glanced at Wu Qingqiu, and was about to walk in, when he heard Wu Qingqiu say in his ear: "It's inconvenient for me to go inside, you better go alone." ”

"Huh?" In Feng Jueyu's heart, Wu Qingqiu would not be so well-behaved even if she couldn't be called a troublemaker, she actually took the initiative to quit when she encountered this kind of thing, Feng Jueyu really felt strange, and then glanced at Wu Qingqiu, only to see that she retreated without saying a word, Feng Jueyu subconsciously looked at the woods, presumably the owner of this place wanted to meet him alone.

Turning around and walking into the woods, Feng Jueyu walked very slowly, and when he came to this strange place, it was inevitable to be cautious, especially when he saw that the left side of the forest was in a formation of three or three, and the right side of the five or five was falling, Feng Jueyu suddenly remembered the word formation, but he didn't expect that this small forest also implied the truth of the formation.

After walking about ten steps, the figures of Wu Qingqiu, Wen Songren, and Gui Yuanbin were no longer visible in the rear, as if they were surrounded by trees, and a thick red mist filled from the depths.

The red mist was not a blood mist, but a flood of fire energy, and there was no hostility in the air, which made him relax a lot.

After a dozen more steps, the whole forest suddenly came alive, and the trees that were deeply rooted in the earth moved on their own, separating left and right, making way for Feng Jue Yu to make way into the depths of the forest.

The ground ahead also changed, from overgrown woodland paths to rugged mountain paths paved with stones, winding like snakes into a stone house hidden in the red mist.

Feng Jueyu walked over, and when he arrived at the door, he hugged his fist steadily: "After Zhou Nan's school, he entered Feng Jueyu to meet his seniors." ”

The door of the stone house suddenly opened, and there was a dull low squeak, and then the old voice just now came from inside again: "Little Brother Feng doesn't need to be polite, please come in and talk about it." ”

Feng Jueyu nodded, and carefully walked into the stone house with the hem of his robe.

From the outside, the lights in the stone house are faint and dim, but when you go in, it is suddenly bright, behind the stone door is a narrow road, the two sides of the road are lit with torches, the smell of tar fills the road, but it is not pungent, and even Feng Jueyu can smell a pungent fragrance from this slightly unpleasant smell.

Feng Jueyu felt a little strange, and quickened his pace, about a hundred meters away, the light suddenly brightened, and he realized that there was a paradise hidden behind the road.

The tender green everywhere is full of rich fragrance, the clusters of flowers are also competing to open, the orchid chrysanthemum is hidden in the depths of the grass, blooming a charming and proud showy, there is a pond in front, full of lotus roots and green lotus, most of them are cyan lotus, sometimes there will be pink lotus flowers quietly floating on the water surface......

Such a pleasant scenery, the wind and feathers were breathtaking, and the most surprising thing for him was that although the water in this pond was extremely clear, it could be seen that the swimming fish were swimming in the water, but it was faintly hot, as if it had been steamed and boiled, and the pale white water vapor was steaming.

Looking forward along the path of flowers, Feng Jueyu understood where the water vapor in the pond came from, and the reason was a half-human-tall green jade lotus flower in the center of the pond......

This green jade lotus flower is very big, if it is on the same level as the wind feather, it is enough to reach its waist, the leaves are big and fat, green as jade, and it is beautiful......

On the lotus sat an old man, about six feet tall, with crane hair and eyebrows, and slightly open eyes, looking at Feng Jueyu with a smile.

This old man was wearing a pale red robe, very clean and tidy, his hands were stretched out on his knees, and the palms of his hands were frequently surrounded by a faint green fire light, Feng Jueyu found that each disciple of the Fire Cultivation Sect had different tattoos on his body, but with this old man's tattoo is unique, his eyebrow tattoo is a mark like a lotus like fire, I am afraid it is Gui Yuanbin and Wen Songren's green lotus fire.

Walking closer, Feng Jueyu did not approach rashly, but stopped five meters away from the water of the pond, his eyes fell on the old man steadily, and he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of breaking the tranquility of the area here, and said: "Junior Feng Jueyu, I have seen my predecessors." ”

The old man raised his head slightly, a warm smile appeared on his face, stretched out his hand, slowly floated up from the green lotus, came to the edge of the pond, stood still, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is Little Brother Feng?"

"Don't dare, you're in the wind. Feng Jueyu replied.

"Huh. The old man smiled: "The old man knows that he is not talented, fortunately he will be lucky, suitable for the mountain gate, the inferior Yuan Bin is disrespectful, and the little brother is not to blame." ”

Feng Jueyu was clear, and replied with sincere fear: "The old man is polite." ”

When this old man met, he first greeted Feng Jueyu because of Gui Yuanbin's troubles, and immediately won Feng Jueyu's favor, so his words became much more respectful.

Zhi Becai continued: "I heard that Brother Feng is a person from the periphery of the grand plan. ”

"Exactly. ”

"Oh, the old man once heard that there are twelve royal families on the periphery of the grand plan, but it is not the corner of Zhou Nan which sect it belongs to?"

Feng Jueyu Zhengse said: "Don't hide it from the seniors, Zhou Nan was originally a frontier realm, and it was only ununified not long ago, and the younger generation is just an ordinary martial artist in Zhou Nan." ”

“haha。 Hearing this, Zhi Bucai laughed loudly and said: "Brother Feng is too modest, if Brother Feng is an ordinary martial arts cultivator, he will not defeat my apprentice nephew, I heard that Brother Feng has cultivated himself to become a spiritual law, but I don't know what is going on?"

"I ......" Feng Jueyu smiled bitterly and replied: "Senior, I still don't know what spiritual power is, this question is really difficult to answer. ”

Zhibecai was not surprised, but twisted the white beard on his chin with a clear look, he gently raised a palm, and said to Feng Jueyu: "Brother Feng, don't mind slapping the old man." ”

Feng Jueyu smiled, thinking to himself that the people of this sect have a problem, and they like to compete with you.

He thought about it, but he didn't refuse, knowing that this was Zhibecai discussing the Xuangong in his body, he immediately took a step back and slowly put his flesh palm towards Zhibecai.

And Zhi Becai chuckled lightly and reminded: "You don't have to use force, just carry your Xuangong." ”

Feng Jueyu's heart was suddenly, and he hurriedly gathered ** refining fire, and a surging fire energy erupted from the palm of his hand, gently and gently, and did not give him a strong destructive ability.

The two fleshy palms were attached together, and Zhi Bucai's face soon changed dramatically, only to see a cyan flame and the incandescent fire of Feng Jue Yu entangled in one place, like two spirit snakes entangled, after a while, Zhi Becai gently pushed, and immediately retracted his strength to stand firm, Feng Jue Yu didn't even feel the other party's fire, and the discussion was completed.

Zhi Bucai's face became extremely exciting, he stared at Feng Jueyu tightly, and asked in surprise: "Little Brother Feng, this spiritual power was cultivated by you?"

After this temptation, Feng Jueyu more or less understood what spiritual magic divine power was, it should be the incandescent divine flame he was using now, maybe the name in the inner wall was different.

However, Feng Jueyu didn't make it clear, he just nodded and said, "Sort of, senior, what is the spiritual power?"

"Huh. Zhibei returned to his normal complexion, and said with a smile: "It seems that Brother Feng still doesn't know much about the grand world, of course, the spiritual power is the liliang inherited by the gods, my generation's cultivation is based on the true vitality, and the gods are based on the divine power, so I don't know if the little brother Feng can understand?"

The spiritual power is the liliang of the gods, Feng Jueyu has long believed this, but there are too many things he needs to know, and he doesn't know where to start, after thinking about it, he suddenly became smart and asked: "Seniors, when the juniors met Brother Wen Songren Wen, they heard the mention of the four words of spiritual power, and repeatedly asked about the worship of gods and self-cultivation of spiritual power, I don't know what the difference is between the two. ”

Zhibu smiled and pointed to the two wooden piers not far away to signal him to sit down, and then said, "Brother Feng, do you know what the ultimate goal of my generation's cultivation is?"

Feng Jueyu sat down and replied, "Naturally, it is to constantly surpass the limit and improve one's own cultivation. ”

Zhibucai said: "That's right, but do you know where the limit of martial arts is?"

"Become a god?" Feng Jueyu asked tentatively.

"Almost. "How do you become a god?"

"This ......" This question stumped Feng Jueyu, he hesitated for a long time, suddenly surprised, and said in surprise: "Could it be related to this spiritual power?"

Zhibei showed a teachable expression, and said with a slight bow: "The spiritual power is actually the sublimation of the true vitality of our cultivation. ”

"Oh?" Feng Jue Yu's eyes were full of light, and he knew that he had directly and simply said the essence of the spiritual power, which really made Feng Jue Yu feel a sense of sudden enlightenment.

He recalled the process of cultivation, at the beginning, it was because he absorbed the Liliang of the Savage Divine Flame, and with the help of the so-called God's Liliang, he continued to leap, but he never realized that his true qi had undergone a qualitative change invisibly.

Then he inadvertently refined the Brute Sacred Heart Flame, comprehended the ** fire refining, opened the heart flame space, and obtained the True Yang Fire Strength, step by step, he has completely left the Four Elephant Power and the True Explosive Energy Ability behind, although he still doesn't know if his true yuan has changed, but this instinctive attitude of choosing the strongest martial arts, to objectively reflect the so-called true vitality has been sublimated.

That's right, in the recent past, I have relied on **fire refining and **vast earth, but I didn't realize that invisibly, the true yuan has undergone fundamental changes.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu silently carried the true yuan, and sure enough, he found that his true yuan was not only much purer, but also had been transformed, no longer the state of the small river trickling, but filled with a liliang breath that was above all living beings.

That's the spiritual power.

PS: Uh, I'm late, I'll be home at 10 o'clock, and there will be a chapter later.