Chapter 507 Perception Tablet

"It seems that the strength of Bai Xianlou is really strong, not counting the gap between the low-level martial arts army, among which the number of high-level martial artists is not inferior to the Beiyuan army. Qin Feng said.

"Yes, this time, the lord of the country underestimated the Immortal Tower, and only sent a small team of Chiyang Guards, but the result was that the Immortal Tower completely took the lead," Yu Zhi and Kuang Heng both looked bitter, and they were also very helpless, "We are trapped in the forbidden formation of the Seventh King's Tomb, and we can't even spread the news." ”

Even Qin Feng felt a little tricky, what he had just faced was the left-behind personnel of the Baixian Tower, the fourth commander of the Fire Department, and his strength was already quite not weak. And listening to what Yu Zhi and Kuang Heng said, the others were stronger, and the second commander, Han Sheng, was already a great accomplishment of the Wheel Realm, which could be called Qin Feng's fierce rival! Even if he turned on the blessing of the power of the Double Yang, Qin Feng might not be able to win steadily.

And Han Sheng is definitely not the most powerful, according to the ranking, there should be the first commander above, and there is also the existence of the mysterious young man "Big Prince", which is a strong man who can defeat Yu Zhi in three moves!

Now that Yu Zhi and Kuang Heng are injured, they can't help, so Qin Feng can only fight alone. Even with Xuan Sakura's help, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

As soon as the arm was hot, the black light flashed, and Xuan Sakura appeared. She ignored the surprise of Kuang Heng and Yu Zhi, and said as if no one was around: "I think it's okay, you and I will work together to rescue these Chiyang Guards, and it can be regarded as completing Chi Jianyuan's task." ”

Qin Feng shook his head slowly.

"The situation is not bad enough to have to retreat, the Chiyang Tomb has a lot of organs, in addition to strength, the clever soul refining ability can also play a role, and if it is used well, it may not be able to defeat the Immortal Tower," Qin Feng said, "Besides, I am also very curious about the legendary Guansun Arrow." ”

Yu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Qin Feng had no idea of retreating.

"Then what should I do now? That Yan Liming must have gone to the front to call someone, and soon those eldest princes, second commanders and the like will come over. With your current strength, it's hard to deal with any of them. Xuan Ying said.

“...... I need to cultivate," Qin Feng looked at Yu Zhi, "Commander Yu Zhi, I want to go to the main tomb and cultivate for a while, can you hold the formation of the Seventh King's Tomb during this time and not let the people who worship the Immortal Tower come in?"

Yu Zhi hesitated for a moment and said, "If the Immortal Tower Martial Artist sends multiple Wheel Realm masters to continuously attack the formation, Lao Kuang and I won't be able to last long, and we can only hold on for two days at most." ”

"It's enough," Qin Feng said categorically, "If my cultivation goes well, it won't take more than two days." ”

Qin Feng and Xuan Ying entered the main burial chamber together.

"Do you really want to cultivate? This can be regarded as a temporary cramming, I'm afraid it won't have any effect. "Xuan Ying is obviously not optimistic, cultivation requires a long period of accumulation before it can be completed, Qin Feng temporarily cultivates for a day or two, and it is difficult for his cultivation to have any qualitative changes.

Qin Feng took out the one-foot-square quaint stone tablet and said with a smile: "I don't want to improve the realm, but I plan to cultivate this combat skill!"

"Dragon Battle Eight Peerless, Saint-level Combat Skill is indeed very powerful, but if you want to succeed in cultivation, I'm afraid two days will not be enough at all," Xuan Ying struck, "Besides, cultivating this Saint-level Combat Skill often requires some special treasures to build a foundation, do you have anything to prepare to assist in cultivation?"

Qin Feng said: "After I stepped into the Chiyang Royal Tomb, I knew very well in my heart that this royal tomb was the most suitable for me to cultivate the Dragon Battle Eight Uniques. To cultivate the Eight Uniques of Dragon Warfare, what is needed is an endless stream of earth vein dragon qi, and in this Seventh King Tomb, there is quite pure and abundant earth vein dragon qi. ”

Dragon qi, also known as imperial qi, is often related to the trend of the earth's leylines. When the site of the Chiyang Tomb was selected, it was selected at the place where the dragon head of the largest dragon vein in Chiyang Country was selected, and the location of each royal tomb was also particular, and it was located at an important node of the dragon vein, which could swallow and purify the dragon qi of the earth vein and subsidize the national fortune of Chiyang Kingdom.

Of course, the dragon vein gathers qi and the long-term fortune of the country has always been illusory, and if you want a country to be immortal, the most important thing is people, so there are people who say that they will win the sky. In the previous life, the Chiyang Kingdom ended in Chi Jianyuan's generation, but in this life, because of Qin Feng, it continued stubbornly.

Xuan Ying contemplated and contemplated, and sure enough, she could find that the entire Seventh King Tomb seemed to be diffused with a layer of pale yellow mist, gathering and scattering from time to time, like a swimming dragon.

"Do you want to borrow the dragon qi of the Chiyang King Mausoleum to cultivate, will it have a bad impact on the national fortunes of the Chiyang Kingdom?" asked Xuan Ying with a smile.

Qin Feng shook his head: "No, I will use the dragon qi to cultivate the Dragon Battle Eight Uniques, and after the saint-level combat skills are cultivated, I will naturally feed back to the royal tomb, which is called mutual benefit." Unless I ruthlessly cut off the dragon vein, it will not affect the national fortunes of the Chiyang Kingdom. ”

Qin Feng sat down and began to refine the small characters on the inscription. Soon, after Qin Feng finished reading the hundreds of small words, he closed his eyes and began to ponder.

According to the description on the stele, the dragon battle and the dragon palm are divided into eight styles, all of which are implied in the lifelike dragon carving on the front of the stele. It is not easy to comprehend these eight styles, and how many warriors who have obtained the stone tablet can only comprehend two or three of them in their lifetime.

And even if you comprehend all the eight forms, it is not easy to succeed in cultivating them, what is needed is the assistance of a huge and pure dragon qi. Yin Jingwu and Yin Longcheng's ancestors and grandsons, the stone tablet with the palm of the dragon fighting the eight peerless dragons, is only the first form, and it is also the simplest style, which can not exert the powerful power of the saint-level combat technique at all, and can only be used as an ordinary combat skill, which can be described as a tyrannical thing.

Qin Feng exhaled, opened his eyes, and began to observe the swimming dragon on the front of the stone stele. Soon, his whole body was completely immersed in it, and he did not smell foreign objects.

Xuan Ying sat on the side, protecting Qin Feng's Dharma while also looking at the stone tablet curiously. However, all she saw was an ordinary dragon statue, and she didn't feel anything at all.

"There is only such a battle skill stone tablet, there is no further explanation of how Qin Feng is immersed in it?" Xuan Ying muttered to herself, she was in the Black Phoenix Clan, and she had also been exposed to saint-level combat skills, and every saint-level combat skill had many annotations left by the predecessors of the Black Phoenix Clan, and her cultivation was naturally twice the result with half the effort. Xuan Ying was used to enjoying the blessings, but she didn't know how precious the opportunity to learn saint-level combat skills was for a casual cultivator like Qin Feng, and there was no room for picking. Even if it is a crippled saint-level combat skill, it is regarded as a treasure.

Qin Feng sat quietly and observed, and in his mind, there was gradually a dragon-shaped illusion churning. The cyan dragon carved on the stone tablet actually seemed to come alive in Qin Feng's mind, turning clouds and rain, swallowing clouds and spitting mist.

(End of chapter)