Except for the time when he was not out of the door to retreat and cultivate, Feng Zao's actions in his spare time seemed to the elders to be a little unprofessional.

She will often delve into the sea of books, and also dabble in all kinds of miscellaneous side doors, but she does not delve into it, but only tastes it at a superficial level, as if she wants to become a "generalist" who knows everything.

Only Feng Zao herself knows how strong her desire to understand this world is!

In this strange and strange world, as a materialist teenager who grew up under the socialist sky, her previous cognition and thinking were incompatible.

Others take it for granted, but she has to go through the process of breaking and then reinventing it, filling in all aspects of this place, framing her perception and identity with the world, and truly adapting and integrating into it.

Fortunately, she was full of curiosity about this magical and magnificent world, so the process was not very difficult, and gradually became a pastime after cultivation, and even enjoyed it.

Knowledge is power, Feng Zao feels that it is also applicable to this world, and mastering a real skill will also have the foundation of the world, which is not absolutely universal.

Now she doesn't need to survive on her own, but Feng can foresee the bright future of making space bags, which gives her enough confidence to be able to give rewards in the future.

Although she didn't know if she would live to that time, of course, she would try her best to live for a long time.

It's just that I'm still a kid now, make money first, and then talk about it when I grow up.

Feng Zao carefully took out a short knife shaped like a ruler from the space bag, about the length of a small arm, and the whole body was dark, and it didn't look extraordinary.

She didn't know how much it was worth, but Feng Zao knew that all her current assets couldn't be exchanged for this Split Hollow Knife, this was a space-class top-grade pattern, and its value was much higher than that of a pattern of the same level.

This...... It was also the patriarch's grandfather who opened the back door and let her rent it.

Carefully hold the Split Void Knife in his hand, seal the early to drive the spiritual power, and follow the handle of the knife into the knife.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the Sky Splitting Knife became heavier and heavier, and Feng Zao had to hold the handle with both hands.

Until the small half of spiritual power is used, the Sky Splitting Knife seems to be satisfied, and no longer devours spiritual power.

Feng Zao sighed, maybe it was because she broke through the spirit body, and the spiritual power devoured by the Sky Splitting Knife was twice as much as before, and even the weight was doubled.

Originally, the weight seal of the Split Hollow Knife could only be used reluctantly, I thought it would be better now, but I didn't expect it to be even worse than before, and it was difficult to even lift it.

Feng Zao lamented in her heart, she concentrated on cultivation and other affairs, and naturally spent less time on body refining, and it seemed that there was also a reason why she was not very interested in exercising her body for two lifetimes?

So compared to Feng Jing's peers, she is much behind, but fortunately, she has broken through the spirit body now, which is not much different.

Forehead...... Probably, right?

She thought uncertainly, pinched her soft arm, and remembered that she had seen her peers in the clan smashing stones at each other in the martial arts arena after cultivating, and hundreds of catties of boulders were flying around on the field, and this was just their game...... Maybe similar to the sandbag thrower she played with as a child?

How to say it, Feng Zao wanted to complain that their entertainment activities were childish, but when he was glad that he had not played with this group of friends like this, looking at the boys and girls in the game, her knees hurt a little, because she could only barely lift the kind of stone they thrown, and she couldn't even lift it above her head......

Fortunately, Zhen Ying doesn't know about this stubble, otherwise, if this little girl often talks about it, it is estimated that she should have one more sentence, weak ......

But those are all in the past, Feng Zao waved his hand, now that he has achieved the spirit body, and the body refining techniques that are matched with the cultivation of Chiyan Transformation Spirit Skill are also faster, and the matter of refining the body has to be put on the agenda, at least it can't be weaker than these companions, it's too much.

Feng Zao practiced a set of basic knife techniques with the Split Void Knife, and wanted to adapt to the new weight, but fine beads of sweat broke out after only half a set, which was really heavy.

After all, it is a top-grade tattoo and shook his head, Feng Zao didn t have much hope for today's results, and he could successfully make one.

Originally, the pattern tool could only be used at least to reach the painting period, but because her talent was not bad, she could barely use some of the power of the Sky Splitting Knife, and the conditions for use were naturally more harsh.

The attribute [Split] of the Sky Splitting Knife is not consistent with the existing Source Pattern talent, and she must strip the talent traits of the Source Pattern power before she can drive the Sky Splitting Knife.

This is also a big project for her, Feng Zao carefully induced the [stable] source pattern, ran the return to the origin technique, and the spiritual power broke into the sea of stars like a surging stream, and the leafy tree continued to rise with dots of light while devouring the spiritual power, and the light gathered more and more, until it was like an eggshell wrapping the source pattern in a circle.

There are slender but extremely clear and conspicuous lines slowly emerging on the eggshell, innumerable, as if growing to absorb nutrients, the light of the eggshell is getting fader and fainter, the lines on it are becoming more and more clear and solid, and finally falling suddenly, blending into every branch and leaf of the trunk of the tree.

Feng Zao gathered the faint light scattered around, merged into the spiritual power, and injected it into the Splitting Sky Knife.

The dark blade of the Split Sky Knife faintly glowed, as if it had been brushed away from the floating dust, and it looked much clearer, and where the blade was, the thick aura that could be called empty was a little empty.

Feng Zao calculated, this time the power of the source pattern has increased, and the Splitting Void Knife should be able to be used continuously for half an hour, but I don't know if the Void Splitting Technique can be successful once.

Thinking of this, Feng had already wanted to sigh, this process was quite skilled, but as a result, the weight of this splitting knife increased, and it knocked her back to the original point.

It's useless to think too much, time can't be wasted, Feng Zao's spiritual power surged, a flame burst out under his feet, and he stepped out in one step, and at the same time performed the Splitting Technique, holding the Void Splitting Knife with difficulty and slashing it.

She didn't use her eyes to see, the space in front of her was slowly cut open like paper, and the waves that were invisible to the naked eye were turbulent, and she was already familiar with it, and her body was still in pain when she was concussed at first, but now she has adapted to it and doesn't feel anything.

Feng Zao was very careful, but his strength was insufficient, and his arms trembled uncontrollably.

The aura in the quiet room churned, and the space that had been cut off closed silently, and she pouted, and sure enough, she still failed.

The Splitting Knife is already very difficult to use, and the Void Splitting Technique must be done in one go, but if there is a slight deviation, it can only be done again.

This is even more difficult, and the success rate is even lower.

Tried again, failed.

A quarter of an hour later, Feng had already adjusted to the weight of the Sky Splitting Knife, and although she was still failing, her arm was much more stable.

Frequently using the Sky Splitting Knife, the spiritual power was already unbearable, that is, the formation of this quiet room did not need to be paid for by herself, and the nine white vortices around the body of the seal were spinning faster and faster, wantonly grabbing the spiritual power.

The aura in the quiet room surged, and every time the space that was instantly closed because of the failure of the Sky Splitting Knife to draw out, there was a trace of extremely faint breath that seemed to be pulled out by the whirlpool suction, and it was wrapped up in the body of Feng Zao who was taking strange steps, and dive into the surging spiritual power, as if it was drifting into the sea of stars.