Leave from the mountains and forests.

Zhang Feng walked with a sword, carrying the burden of the two loose cultivators in his hands.

Check it out again.

Counting the one under the big tree, there are a total of thirty-six spirit stones, and a bag of third-order cyan.

According to this amount, it is equivalent to the spiritual energy of the ghost capital fragments condensed for thirty-six days.

If you are according to the cultivation speed, as long as you consume all the spirit stones, you will have an extra month of spiritual energy foundation.

It seems that his original conjecture was correct.

At this cultivation speed, it is really like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger, far from the players.

But he also came into contact with the cultivation realm and the foundation building master.

Zhang Feng now also understands that the reason why the law enforcement disciples in the sect always protect themselves is because there may be such 'robbers and loose cultivators' on the road. ’

And then with their means and arrangement.

Fortunately, I have experienced a lot of fighting, and I am somewhat wary in my heart, otherwise I would really be on their way.

But. The 'whim' supernatural power also has to be cultivated quickly.

After all, it was the skillful fighting experience just now that allowed him to subconsciously block, and then dodged it.

But it is impossible to avoid every crisis by yourself.

And the whims of cultivation can be perceived in advance, or they can vaguely feel their strength.

For example, as soon as I fell, I saw that their strength was building a foundation.

Then I will definitely feel that something is wrong with them, and then be on guard.

After that, cultivation is on a whim, but it is necessary to 'refine the soul'.

The Pure Spirit Pill that he obtained before just met the requirements of this soul refining.

Now that everything is ready, I just send the pill back, and then wait for the alchemy hall elder to send a reward, such as giving myself a dozen pure spirit pills? ’

Zhang Feng thought about it and continued to rush towards the sect.

The rest of the way, the wind and waves were calm.

After another three days, Zhang Feng smoothly returned to Xuandao Sect.

Wait until you get to the sect.

Zhang Feng went directly to the Medicine Refining Hall and handed over the prescription, along with the letter from the disciple of the prescription.

And clearly told the elder that this prescription was the work of that disciple.

Whoever belongs is whomever it is, and he is not greedy for merit.

Three days later.

Maybe it's because I'm so sincere, or maybe it's because I've been vigorously cultivated by the sect.

Twenty Pure Spirit Pills were sent by the elders to his cave mansion.

There are also many medicinal materials including the Pure Spirit Pill for the sect.

It's all because there are also pills about soul refining in the sect.

Then the people of the Medicine Refining Hall will definitely cultivate these medicinal materials.

It's just that the Soul Refining Pill of the sect is one 'class' worse than the Pure Spirit Pill one 'class' and one 'color' lower than the Pure Spirit Pill that he obtained.

The one in the sect is only 'second-order, blue'

You can borrow the rules of Daqian and intuitively see which prescription is more advanced.

Subsequently.

Begin to practice in retreat, cultivating the innate golden pill and whims.

Among them, the innate golden pill and the innate root bone are almost the same.

It is mainly to open up the meridians.

According to the handwritten record.

Zhang Feng saw that Jin Dan was going to open up the twelve canons, and then connect with the eight veins of the Qi Sutra to form a 'Great Zhoutian' cycle.

That's what I thought of as well.

Zhang Feng felt that perhaps it was because of the secret method of the 'Dao Chief''s Xiao Zhou Tian that it was similar to the Great Zhou Tian of the 'Remnant Soul Senior', so the legendary plot was triggered.

Looking at it this way, they are all legends, so there are similarities, which is very reasonable.

It's a pity that the times are different, the world is different, and only I can combine the hard work and ideas of the two predecessors.

Among them, the 'whims' of the predecessors of the remnant soul are the most.

Because this supernatural power is no longer cultivating 'flesh and blood root qualifications', but cultivating the ethereal 'soul and mind'.

Zhang Feng thought in his heart, and after today's pulse incident fell, he began to recover his aura while taking a pure spirit pill to cultivate on a whim.

Wait for the pill to be taken.

Zhang Feng felt that his mind was a little clear, and he felt like he was tired all day on Friday, and then slept until he woke up naturally on Saturday.

At the same time, Zhang Feng sat cross-legged in the center of the cave, and then used the practice of the exercises, using the aura to carefully swim the nerve veins near the heart and brain.

In this moment.

He closed his eyes and felt everything around him, as if he could clearly perceive everything around him without looking at it.

At least ten times clearer than vague spiritual sense!

The elixir is such an effect, which can greatly improve the soul perception and the five senses of the human body for a period of time, and when it is weakened, the soul will be permanently improved a little.

Coupled with the unique practice method on a whim, you can open up the 'new senses' of the human body.

Equally.

The way to cultivate whims is to constantly collect the images obtained from the five senses, and then use the 'heart' to feel them, forming a picture in your mind that is similar to 'what you really see with your eyes'.

And then we have to keep this picture stable, and don't let it fade away as the efficacy of the elixir declines.

Until this perception of nothingness is fused with the soul, and the 'sixth sense', the 'mind', is completely formed.

When the sixth sense is maintained, it is a whim.

Zhang Feng lasted for about ten minutes, and this sensory picture dissipated.

The rest is to cultivate tomorrow.

Because the elixir cannot be eaten continuously, otherwise the brain will not be able to withstand this continuous stimulation of sudden increase in mental perception.

As for the foretold danger in the whim, it is also similar to the mental picture of the sixth sense.

Zhang Feng thinks about it now, it should be like when he is sometimes at work, school, or chatting with friends and family, he suddenly has a very wonderful feeling, and he always feels that this scene, this scene, has appeared in a dream.

Even if there are many 'déjà vu' and 'immediate' explanations in the news, it is reasonable to prove that these predictions do not exist.

But I just feel like I've dreamed it.

Especially the other party's next moves, which are the same as what he saw in his dream, this is indeed a bit unbelievable.

And the whim prediction is this 'hazy and unreal' danger prediction.

If the image is concrete, it is like this kind of 'danger prediction'.

It's like walking down the street and seeing a mad dog scurrying out in front of you.

The feeling of pinching in the heart and then mentally insanely suggesting that it is going to bite itself and run fast is a mental foreknowledge of danger.

But on a whim, before I didn't see, hear, smell, taste, or touch, I suddenly had this kind of psychological 'danger sense', which can more accurately lock on to a certain person or something.

This is the foretold danger of whim.

What I have to do now is to cultivate the 'sixth sense', so that it really exists, and as my own passivity, it is eternally opened.

Also with the passage of time.

Zhang Feng took a Pure Spirit Pill every day and practiced for ten days of retreat.

But on the morning of the 11th.

Zhang Feng finished practicing the six senses and was about to rest a little, but suddenly his heart moved and he opened the door of the cave.

He took out some good tea, placed it on the platform at the edge of the mountain, poured water, and poured only two cups.

Later, grab a glass and savor it quietly.

After waiting for a while, Senior Brother Feng, who had brought himself into the sect, came from a distance and came to the bottom of the mountain.

At the same time, he looked up at the cup of tea on the tea table on the mountain peak, and looked at Zhang Feng in surprise, who seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and asked curiously,

"How did Zhang Daoyou know that I was coming today?"