After hearing his son reveal the secret in his heart, Zhan Keman didn't know what to say at this time. He can not believe what the two elders said before, but what his own son said, doesn't he believe it either?

Thinking back to the morning of the draw, his third nephew saw through the small tricks he had played in private, and he didn't think that this kid's strength had improved at that time, but he just thought that he was careless. Now it seems that it is really not that simple。。。。。。

Thinking of this, Zhan Ke couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. With the help of the five elements, three punches pierced the head of the four-star wood fire python, and he might be able to do it. But if he faced it alone without anyone's help, he didn't have the courage to ask himself. ，

What's more, the scenes that the two old ghosts said later, just listening to them are unbelievable enough.

"If his wings are a little harder, will our family still have a way to live。。。。。。 Zhan Keman's eyes narrowed, and a hint of viciousness flashed in his gaze.

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I slept well, and by the time Zhan Feihong woke up, it was already evening.

"I didn't expect to fall asleep when I thought about it. Scratching his hair in embarrassment, the boy jumped out of bed, and he was shocked to find the two gold-devouring ants on the table, and he didn't know where to go.

These two little guys are now four-star spirit beasts, and once they are discovered, they will definitely cause a big commotion.

Zhan Feihong hurriedly looked at all corners of the room, and when his eyes swept over the black soil fence where Wuxing lived, he found that the two spirit beasts were inside, bowing their heads and obediently listening to Wuxing's squeaks.

Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed in his heart, but he didn't expect that this guy, who was not much bigger than a slap, also began to accept his younger brother.

Sitting back on the bed, Zhan Feihong vaguely remembered what he thought before going to bed, and the key problem of his futile cultivation method may be on the family spiritual cultivation method "Jin Yuan Gong".

It stands to reason that the spiritual veins in the young man's body are very different from other ordinary spiritual cultivations, and the complexity has reached five times. And the "Jin Yuan Gong" inherited by the ancestors of the Zhan family was created by the children who corresponded to the vast majority of normal spiritual veins, so naturally they couldn't get on the road with him.

However, where should Zhan Feihong go to find a cultivation method that specifically corresponds to his special spiritual vein? At least, the three Five Elements Single-Lineage Families in Taihe County can't be counted on.

"You can't just pack your baggage and travel around the world right now, looking for a cultivation path that suits me, right?" the young man grinned and laughed at himself, and he looked at his palms a little blankly.

Suddenly, a hint of inspiration flashed through my mind.

Since there is a way to see the direction of the flow of the aura in the spiritual veins, why can't you control it with your heart?

Isn't the so-called cultivation of kung fu also a guide to people how to use the power of their minds to guide the aura to the journey?

His eyes finally lit up with a glimmer of enlightenment, but he didn't know that the decision he had made had embarked on the same path as those spiritual masters of the first generation of spiritual cultivators.

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"Bang-"

The Liu family is in charge, and Liu Daosheng heard the news that his spies came down from Yincang Mountain, and he was so angry that he smashed the teacup to pieces.

"What do you say, in the middle of the night, there is a great fire, first a pillar of fire rises in the sky, and then a dark cloud covers the moon?!" he trembled his hand and pointed at the spy who was standing next to him, "Are you sure this news is true?!"

Seeing that the old man was angry, the spy couldn't help but shrink his shoulders and said in a low voice: "Back to the house, I asked the surrounding ** households, and they all said so." According to rumors, the movement was so loud that it woke them up from their sleep, and many of them were ready to flee with their baggage. ”

"Vision, vision-" Liu Daosheng's mind was now in a mess, this action to kill the fierce beast was related to eight lives in the family, including his own father and son, could he not panic?

The plan was very good, and in order to prevent accidents, he did not hesitate to spend money to invite the other two. It is said that the situation of the three masters is exhausted, even if they can't take the four-star fierce beast, why is it difficult to retreat with their whole body.

But who would have thought that the Hidden Cangshan Mountain would hide such a big danger. The pillar of fire in the sky, the dark clouds cover the moon, even if the legendary fairy beast descends to the mortal world, it is just this kind of pomp, right?!

Just when his heart was like a fire and he was anxious, a hoarse roar suddenly came from the courtyard.

"Daddy——!!! Daddy"

"Son, are you back?" Liu Daosheng suddenly raised his head when he heard this shout, his mood at this moment was like grasping a life-saving straw, and all his hopes were looking forward to it.

Pushing open the door, Liu Daosheng rushed to the source of the sound quickly, until he saw his own son Liu Zijun, his eyes involuntarily turned red.

I saw that the son, who was usually well-dressed and dressed as a son, was now like a beggar, his whole body was tattered and unkempt, as if he had changed a person.

"Dad, Dad, where are you?!" Liu Zijun's eyes were dilated, obviously his father was in front of him, but he kept looking around, as if he didn't know anyone.

"Zijun, what kind of hardship have you suffered? What about your grandfather, what about those people who went to our house?!" Although Liu Daosheng was heartbroken, he found that there were only his son and a few juniors in the courtyard, and he did not see the rest of the clansmen in Yincang Mountain.

"It's dead, haha, it's all dead-" It doesn't matter if this question asks, Liu Zijun suddenly laughed madly. His sloppy eyes stared straight to the sky, and he cried out, "Fire, fire, huh—burned, all burned!"

Seeing Liu Zijun's crazy jumping and screaming, Liu Daosheng's feet softened and sat on the ground.

The servants of the six clansmen, plus their own fathers, are gone。。。。。。 The son has returned, but looking at this virtue, I am afraid that he will become a madman.

"No, someone is not dead! There are three people who are not dead!" Liu Zijun jumped and jumped, and suddenly fell to the ground and shouted loudly.

Liu Daosheng's heart, which sank to the bottom, was startled again, he stood up suddenly, grabbed his son's shoulder and asked, "Who, who is not dead?!"

At this time, Liu Zijun's eyes were still staring at the sky, he trembled and stretched out an arm, pointed to the air, and said hoarsely: "Fog, what a big black fog-"

Immediately, a heart-rending scream sounded again:

"- Zhan Feihong, you can't die well!!"

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The next morning, the boy recovered from the blood-colored world.

After a sleepless night of experiments, he could finally take a solo route with the gold-based aura that he had absorbed from the five stars.

I have to say that the process during this period was extremely painful.

The first is the side effect of the crimson eyes, even if it is a night of torture in prison.

But he had to endure the pain, to keep a close eye on the aura that was absorbed into the palm of his hand, and then urge his mind to control it to go one way alone.

This kind of training, even if it is put on an adult in his forties and fifties, is enough to make him feel painful, let alone a teenager who is only fourteen years old.

However, in the face of this torture, Zhan Feihong finally endured it.

Of course, now that he is on the right path, a little bit of dedication represents a bit of return. When the crimson of his eyes had receded, a smile of relief appeared on the boy's lips.

Six-striped Lingmeng.

After a night of cultivation, he improved a whole line. Such bitterness is worth it!

Zhan Feihong jumped off the bed, although he wanted to lie down and fall asleep immediately, but the hunger in his stomach and the churning feeling of his stomach made him have to go to the dining hall.

After picking up the two three-star gold devouring ants, the boy walked along the path to the dining hall. However, halfway through, I heard a commotion from the gate of the courtyard.

What's wrong?" he was curious, and hurried over.

"We want people, hand over Zhan Feihong!" Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, Zhan Feihong heard an angry shout outside the hospital.

"Yes, hand over Zhan Feihong and give us two an explanation!" took a step forward, and there was another shout.

Zhan Feihong was confused now, he thought that he was not so charming, and he could provoke a large group of people to run to block the door before it was fully dawn. But when they named him, he could only begin to wonder what the other party was about.

"Feihong, what are you doing here?" Just when the young man roughly realized that the current situation had something to do with the matter of Hidden Cangshan, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

Zhan Feihong turned his head and saw that it was no one else who was filming himself, but the second uncle Zhan Keman.