In the haze, Zhang Yunfan slowly opened his eyes.

"Where is this?" Zhang Yunfan sat up from the soft couch under him with some difficulty, and began to carefully examine everything in the room.

It was only then that Zhang Yunfan suddenly discovered that this was not a room, but a secret room located in the belly of the mountain, and the spiritual power lingering around him also reminded him that this should be an excellent place to cultivate.

Looking at the simple furnishings in the room, in addition to the soft collapse under him, a small table, a low stool, a hanger, and the most conspicuous thing is the magical jade in the middle of the room that reveals a light blue glow.

In a trance, Zhang Yunfan had already guessed what this place was.

"Is the Spirit Control Tower of the Phoenix Feather Hall nine floors?" Zhang Yunfan muttered to himself.

As the heir of the palace master of Tianyu Palace, he is not completely unhere, for example, after he has just fused the spirit armor, he is in this place to raise spirits. And now, for him who is preparing to awaken his soul, this all-day feather aura is the most abundant, and of course it is his best choice.

Zhang Yunfan sat for a while, luck resisted the feeling of powerlessness after the spiritual power overdraft, the spiritual energy here is abundant, and the spiritual power in his body has already recovered, but the slight difference from the previous state is the faint feeling of swelling in the depths of the soul.

At this moment, the door of the secret room was slowly opened, and Zhang Yunfan's eyes were immediately attracted.

"Xiaofan, you're awake!" At the door, Qingyun was holding a bamboo basket in his hand and asked with some concern.

"Mom, I'm fine!" Zhang Yunfan replied casually, and his eyes also fell on the bamboo basket in Qingyun's hand, and asked, "What is that?" ”

"This?" Qingyun lifted the basket slightly, slowly walked to the small table in the room, opened the basket lid, and there was a soup pot inside. "This is just stewed, and it will be very helpful for your cultivation!"

As he spoke, the lid of the pot had been opened. Suddenly, a fresh fragrance permeated the entire room.

Zhang Yunfan just smelled it, and he felt refreshed, and the swelling in the depths of his soul became even stronger.

"This is ......" Zhang Yunfan looked at the things in the pot with some hesitation, colorful and intertwined, obviously the stewed in the pot is not ordinary. Zhang Yunfan's heart suddenly had a bad feeling, his mother wouldn't be stewing some rare spirit bird in Tianyu Palace, right?!

Seeing Zhang Yunfan's appearance, Qingyun certainly understood what his son was thinking.

"Knock ——!" Qingyun tapped lightly on Zhang Yunfan's forehead and said, "Don't worry! This is the unique five-spirit pot of Tianyu Palace, although it is also a rare thing, but it is definitely not illegal, really, how did I give birth to such a timid child as you......"

Qingyun kept complaining, but the eyes that looked at Zhang Yunfan were indescribably doting. This fairy, who is usually unattainable and unstained, has become nagging like an ordinary person when he sees his son.

Zhang Yunfan pondered for a while, it seems that there is indeed such a spirit pot, but that seems to be used for the elders to stabilize the realm, right? Isn't it illegal for a person who can only be regarded as a half-core disciple to use it?

However, since his mother had already brought it to him, he couldn't brush off this heart, and at this time, Qingyun also took out a small bowl and soup spoon from the small basket, filled a bowl for Zhang Yunfan, and put it in front of him.

Zhang Yunfan picked it up, took a small sip with a spoon, the soup entered his mouth and dissipated automatically, and the spiritual power in his body began to stir and began to flow slowly.

"What about Xuanyu Xuanyi?" Zhang Yunfan remembered these two people at this moment, and immediately asked Qingyun.

"They are guarding outside the tower, this is a retreat place after all, no matter what, they can't enter without special reasons!" Qingyun replied lightly.

"That's right!" Zhang Yunfan relieved himself and asked again: "Then how long have I been in a coma?" ”

"It's only been a few hours, and in the place where the spiritual power gathers, your recovery ability is very strong!" Qingyun said. "How's your doing? Is it possible to perform an awakening? If not, then recuperate here for a while! ”

"To be honest, I think I should have returned to my previous state, but I ......" Zhang Yunfan was a little unsure about the swelling of his soul.

"Just what!" Qingyun immediately became nervous.

So, Zhang Yunfan described his feelings as they were, and Qingyun didn't say anything after listening to it, but silently served a bowl of soup for Zhang Yunfan.

Soon, the pot became empty, Qingyun silently put away the tableware, and after a few words of advice to Zhang Yunfan again, he left the Spirit Control Tower.

And Zhang Yunfan, who felt the surging spiritual power all over his body, immediately sat on the jade stone in the center of the room and began to enter a meditative state.

As soon as he settled down, Zhang Yunfan felt that the original surging spiritual power in his body had begun to stir at this moment. And began to flow between the meridians at an unprecedented speed.

At first, Zhang Yunfan didn't feel that there was anything wrong, after all, he had just drunk a can of Wuling Pot, and he was sitting on this kind of jade that gathered spiritual power, and it was normal for spiritual power to react from this, but the situation gradually became a little wrong.

Those spiritual powers quickly evolved from restlessness to riots, and these spiritual powers gradually converged into a torrent and began to advance left and right in his body, causing the meridians around his body to become extremely painful.

"Stop!" Zhang Yunfan continued to use his consciousness to control the flow and speed of spiritual power in his body, but it was useless, and in desperation, he could only try to integrate his consciousness into this spiritual power to see if he could gradually calm the torrent of spiritual power that had rioted.

This kind of countermeasure of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, of course, its effect is minimal, this torrent of spiritual power is more and more, faster and faster, and more and more ferocious, in this regard, Zhang Yunfan actually has no countermeasure, he can only endure this pain, and his consciousness also flows along the meridians in his body.

And just when Zhang Yunfan was about to simply guide all the spiritual power out of his body, an even worse situation happened.

After that aura circled around his body, he actually rushed directly towards his dantian.

Zhang Yunfan was suddenly shocked, it is not a joke for the dantian to be hit hard, even if he does not die or waste, it is inevitable to cultivate for a year and a half, and he really doesn't have so much time now.

As a result, Zhang Yunfan also began to ignore it, he forcefully guided this spiritual power to divert it, and also transferred new spiritual power from the dantian for defense, but these methods were completely ineffective.

The order of the diversion was completely disobeyed, and the spiritual power that he transferred to defend was only swept into the torrent in an instant, becoming a member of this rolling torrent.

In this way, in this completely irresistible situation, this fierce current rushed into his dantian, and with a tearing pain, Zhang Yunfan's whole person lost his meaning.