Chapter Seventy-Seven: Doubts

How many forty years can a person have?

Old Man Zhan worked hard and finally studied this cultivation path of purifying his own aura, and his cultivation was successful, but he found that he was already able to find white hairs in his hair.

When he wanted to pass on this cultivation path to his descendants, he discovered a new problem.

Not everyone can endure forty years of boring cultivation like him, not to mention, this kind of cultivation method also requires corresponding qualifications, and some people even need more time, or they have no chance to cultivate in their lifetime.

At that time, Mr. Zhan felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

I think that back then, he originally held the principle of revitalizing the Zhan family, so he silently persevered, but he didn't expect it to be still a fool's dream.

Could it be that the Qing Shui Zhan family is destined to fail to cross the threshold of that third-rate family?

At this moment, his third son suddenly cultivated the first five-star gold devouring ant of the Zhan family for so many years.

After contact, he was shocked to find that the spiritual source contained in this five-star spirit beast was the gold of the five elements without any impurities.

This also means that whoever owns this spirit beast no longer needs to waste those forty years of youth.

Old Man Zhan's silent heart became excited again, he chose and chosen, and finally put the dream of revitalizing the great cause of the Zhan family on Zhan Feihong's body.

This is why Old Man Zhan said such things to the young man before he died.

"The realm of spiritualization is really extraordinary!" Zhan Feihong was afraid for a while, and his mood gradually stabilized, so he began to try to feel the mystery of the spiritualization period.

The first thing he discovered was the bridge between the two transpositions and the five stars, which was several times wider than the agility period. In this way, the speed at which the young man absorbed the aura was also several times faster than before.

After that, there were more than ten more spiritual veins outside his body around Zhan Feihong, and the increase in these spiritual veins directly increased the capacity of his spiritual sea by more than five times. This means that when he uses his Lingwu combat skills, not only will his power be greatly increased, but his durability will also be more terrifying.

But what he cares about the most is the cross-border fist.

Zhan Feihong slowly closed his eyes, and the thumb-thick, golden and glittering spiritual veins around his arms were like real existences, constantly transporting the power of crossing the border in the spiritual sea, converging in the palms of his two palms.

Strands of spiritual pressure spread outward from the young man's fist, only to blow the robe ripples, and the ends of his hair swayed.

After accumulating about seven breaths, his eyes suddenly opened, and the crimson flame suddenly lit up, and then he slammed his fist into the dirt under his feet!

Before the fist surface touched the earth, a pit that fell into the dirt appeared out of thin air, and it was obvious that the spiritual pressure of the young man's cross-border fist had reached the point of deterrence in the air.

When Zhan Feihong's punch really hit the target, a circle of ripples formed by the soil began to stir generously in all directions, and finally erupted two feet away, and the soil in the center began to collapse layer by layer as if it had been hollowed out from below.

The boy hurriedly jumped into the air with a leap, and just landed until the crater completely collapsed and formed, and landed in the deepest part.

Looking around at the tragic scene caused by his own hands, there was no joy on his face.

Shenzi frowned, Zhan Feihong looked at his clenched fists, and said to himself: "This is not the strength of the Spirit Convergence Period!"

The reason why he said this was because he had fought against the masters of the Spirit Convergence Stage twice, and he knew very well the feeling of the power of spiritual pressure. And his punch, although it can also be called destructive, is still one step behind the realm of others.

So, what's the difference in this step?

The young man couldn't help but recall Uncle Hornet's mutated arm, whether it was a spirit beast or a fierce beast, it was an ability that he couldn't do now.

"It seems that only by waiting for the five-star to be promoted to a crescent spirit beast can this cross-border power regain its name. Zhan Feihong shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Turning over and jumping out of the pit, he silently walked back to the place where the two of them had settled in the wild forest. Glancing at Miss Su lying on the blanket, the young man leaned over to her and apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry for waking you up." ”

When Su Chuanfang heard Zhan Feihong's words, she opened one eye, looked at him resentfully, and said stupidly: "Can't you let me sleep soundly?"

In fact, every time the teenager sneaks away, she knows it very well.

A wry smile curled up at the corner of Zhan Feihong's mouth, lowered his head and said, "I didn't mean to. ”

"Nonsense, if you do it on purpose, I'm going to have to bite you to death. Su Chuanfang simply sat up and rushed to Zhan Feihong to show a mouthful of small white teeth.

Zhan Feihong suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, Miss Su's small teeth were the personal inheritance of the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf. He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I won't dare next time!"

After hearing the young man's assurance, Su Chuanfang habitually pouted, glanced at him, and muttered: "Okay, I'll spare you once, let's quickly pack up and leave here." ”

"Why?" said Zhan Feihong curiously.

"You are stupid, you don't run away after making such a big noise, are you waiting for someone to find you and arrest you?" Su Chuanfang was stunned and said angrily.

"That's right. After Zhan Feihong heard this, Fang remembered that he had made a big fuss just now.

After the two of them quickly packed their things, the boy picked up his package and quietly walked along the edge of the wild forest all the way to a certain stream. Leaning down to pick up the stream, Zhan Feihong wiped his face.

Su Chuanfang silently looked at Zhan Feihong who slapped his face with clear water, although his expression was faint, but his mind was involuntarily distracted.

Growing up so big, she is not uncommon in the process of promotion and spiritualization, but it is the only time that she is as earth-shattering as a teenager.

According to normal spirituality, the spiritual veins outside the body form this ring, and at most, there is a circle of brilliance that is more than two feet high. Even those high-level disciples who had a crescent spirit beast as a natal beast, it was impossible for the brilliance of the vine to exceed seven zhang.

Why was Zhan Feihong's act of breaking the mirror able to flash a golden light more than 30 zhang high, and that light was still so thick? Obviously, his gold-devouring ant was only seven stars, and he didn't even reach the crescent moon.

Miss Su pondered and pondered, except for the mysterious black aura she had seen before, she really couldn't find any other reason.

"The power of immortals and demons。。。。。。 Muttering the noun revealed before the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf disappeared, Su Chuanfang's eyes were full of a different kind of divine light.

Zhan Feihong filled the water bag, walked to the side of the big stone, and saw Miss Su looking at him in a daze, so he said kindly: "Are you sleepy, go wash your face." ”