"Utility, in the end, what will become of the barbarians, I don't know."

Zhao Feng thought about it, and told him about the things that he had been subjected to the Beacon Fire Plain, as well as the division of the barbarians, and went to the Eastern Wilderness, the Liesu Islands, and the interior of Tiantai respectively, and even told him about the attack on this side of the world.

After hearing this, the old man's face looked much better: "I didn't expect that there are still people in the barbarian tribe who are famous for their writings, which is a strange news, but your strength is really not very good, you haven't even reached the Linghai Realm, and you will support the overall situation of the Beacon Fire Plain in the future, and it is almost hot, however, your exercises are a little interesting, if I am not mistaken, your two exercises are easy to cultivate and difficult to achieve, you are lucky, and the old man can also guide you." ”

When Zhao Feng heard this, he was overjoyed: "Senior, are you cultivating a positive aura?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "Of course, at the beginning, seventeen of us came to this world, and the three who survived were all cultivating positive auras or negative aura, and those who practiced other auras ended up dying because there was no spiritual energy supplement. For thousands of years, we have also explored the cultivation method of this world's aura, and now, there are not many people in the clan who cultivate positive auras and feminine aura. ”

One has the heart to seek advice, and the other has the heart to teach the Fa. In the following month, Zhao Feng was like a sponge, absorbing the knowledge passed down by the old man, and it can be said that he felt reborn every day. A month later, Zhao Feng's understanding of the method of spiritual cultivation had reached a very profound level. It is incomprehensible, and Zhao Feng has already remembered it all.

This month, Zhao Feng also figured out two things, the first of which was what was wrong with his spiritual source.

The old man pointed out: "There is a spiritual flame hidden in your spiritual source, the grade is extremely high, this is the foundation of your future cultivation, you must not tell others, otherwise, there will definitely be a powerful person to snatch it." ”

"Senior, I don't know what kind of spiritual flame it is?"

The old man shook his head: "The old man has never seen it, it feels very much like a heavenly fire, and it is a high-grade heavenly fire, if it weren't for the old man's practice and the fire practice, I am afraid that the old man will be unable to hold back his greed." This strange fire has a spirit, integrated into your spiritual source, and it can also shield the foreign gods to investigate, which is beneficial and harmless to you, and when you can refine it, it will be more than enough to protect the barbarians. ”

This second thing is the relationship between the barbarians and the gods. As a small race in the Heavenly World, the barbarians have inherited many divine arts, in addition to the barbarian gods and the gods of the underworld, there are other gods who have also left their inheritances in the barbarians, which is very rare in the whole world. Xin Ce explained that the reason why the barbarians were concerned by the gods was actually related to the divine beast in the Misty Moon Forest. What attracted attention was actually the divine beast, which was passed on to the barbarian divine arts, just to facilitate the gods to monitor the divine beast. As for what kind of beast this beast is, the barbarians have never figured it out. And the reason why the monks with the surnames died under Zhao Feng's divine art was completely self-defeating, it turned out that there was a kind of elixir in the spiritual cultivation world, called the Soul Gathering Condensation Pill, which could allow the souls of the monks of the Linghai Realm to manifest in advance and have some means above the True Dan Realm. Although this elixir is good, it is actually not a good thing at all, its function is to cut off the connection between the monk's soul and the body, in a sense, after taking the elixir, this person is a dead person, but the body can survive for a long time under the support of the elixir and the nourishment of the aura. This kind of person, once he encounters the Brute Soul Technique, it can be said that there is only one way to die, but unfortunately, the seventeen nobles have been in the mainland for a long time, and they don't care much about the Brute Soul Technique, even those who have not practiced this method abound.

There is a saying that there is no banquet in the world. After getting along day and night for a month, the old man was quite satisfied with Zhao Feng, a student. On this day, the old man gave Zhao Feng a lesson and said: "You kid is also a smart person, perhaps, you will go further than me in the future, in the future, if you have the ability, maybe you can rebuild the space gate, you are strong, remember one thing, that is, do not intend to become a god, but insist on cultivating the immortal path and leave that world, otherwise, you will definitely be bound to that small world in the end and lose the boundless starry sky of the outside world." After speaking, he waved his hand and emitted a spiritual light, and after Zhao Feng took it, he found that this was a cosmic Dao marker, and with this, Zhao Feng would have hope to rebuild the space gate in the future. Before leaving, the old man gave Zhao Feng a small and delicate crystal pot, this pot has a big belly and a short mouth, a uniform shape, no runes can be seen on the outside, and the inside seems to be empty, it doesn't look like a spiritual weapon. The old man Xin Ce instructed Zhao Feng that he could go to the center of Zelu to get a pot of lake water, this lake water was highly poisonous, but for Zhao Feng, this was the easiest treasure to obtain from the nine nearby landmasses.

Zhao Feng saw that the old man intended to leave, so he thanked the old man with a big gift. After the old man received Zhao Feng's gift, he left the last sentence: "Boy, if you want to achieve great achievements, you must learn to let go, you can't give up every corner of the place, how can you give up the countless encounters on the way?" ”

Zhao Feng hesitated for a moment when he heard this, and when he looked up again, he only saw a vast sea of clouds, and Xin Ce's predecessors were already gone.

Bidding farewell to the old man Xin Ce, Zhao Feng began his lonely cultivation career again. The journey was lonely and dangerous, he also encountered powerful spirit beasts many times, once, he was even chased by a spirit bird for a day, and finally managed to get out with the help of a cave, of course, the high risk requires high reward, Zhao Feng also got a lot of elixirs and treasures.

Thousands of miles away from Zhao Feng, above the sea of clouds, the old man Xin Ce was sitting on a giant kun, and beside him stood a burly and sturdy middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk looked at the endless sea of clouds and asked, "Old man, have you really decided?" ”

The old man replied nonchalantly: "The cultivation of a few of you has also come up, it's time for this seat to let go." ”

"Do you really want to go back to that world?"

"This seat can't go further in this world, it's destined to drift in the starry sky, this time, this seat can support this space door, and it can support it for a few months, and when that kid returns to that world, this seat will leave this world, and this seat has been delayed here for too long."

"Got it, but is that kid really worth your support for a few months?"

A smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said: "You think too much, I just want to keep a back hand, this generation of high priests is also a character, but unfortunately, the heart is not ruthless enough, knowing that the end of the Western Territory is just around the corner, he still hesitates, but fortunately, the kid surnamed Zhao has broken the game, and it is also appropriate for this seat to invest some money." ”

The middle-aged monk said no more. The old man said: "This seat is sitting in the Ice Palace these days, and if you have anything to ask these days, you can come and ask." ”

This time, the middle-aged monk stood solemnly, bowed down and said, "The junior understands. After speaking, it turned into a long rainbow and shot into the sky.

Ten days later, Zhao Feng finally set foot on Zelu. This land is also one of the nine continents, with a radius of 500 miles, no hills, no forests, even trees are very rare, only countless small ponds scattered on the continent. Around these small ponds, there is an endless stream of thatch, which nourishes a spirit animal that resembles a rabbit. This rabbit-shaped spirit animal, when it is quiet, cute and cute, it is simply that, but it is extremely sensitive, and when it is alarmed, it will spray lightning in groups. If it weren't for the fact that the lightning was not very powerful, Zhao Feng would have been defeated a long time ago, Rao was so, after being besieged a few times, Zhao Feng no longer dared to get close to the ground casually, but used his light body kung fu and galloped on the top of the thatch, that's it, or was struck by lightning from time to time.

However, Zhao Feng didn't want to leave here for the time being, on the one hand, he was still looking for the lake that the old man said, and secondly, he found that this was a treasure land. Now, Zhao Feng runs every day to tease the lone rabbit, and uses the thunder and lightning spit out by the rabbit to quench the thundercloud condensation beads. This orb, Zhao Feng has been in his hands for more than half a year, and he often imprints his spiritual thoughts, although the spiritual thoughts have been crushed by thunder and lightning again and again, but every time there is a slight progress, and now the orb is close to the completion of the sacrifice.

A lonely crooked neck tree is where Zhao Feng lives these days. Sitting on the branch, Zhao Feng once again sacrificed the thundercloud condensation bead. Zhao Feng had a hunch that this time, he should be able to succeed. Probed the spiritual thoughts into the thundercloud condensation bead, the orb was filled with endless fine electric wires, and as soon as Zhao Feng's spiritual thoughts entered, they were quickly consumed, and in the end, only a trace of spiritual thoughts fell into the core of the orb. Here, a rune has been basically formed.

There was nothing to say all night, and when the sky lit up again, the orb in Zhao Feng's hand emitted a faint purple light, which became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a trace of thunder and lightning, flowing around on the surface of the orb, forming natural runes, which flickered and disappeared. Zhao Feng almost couldn't grasp this thing, but he didn't dare to let go, and desperately rushed the spiritual thought into the orb, and finally, a trace of spiritual thought outlined a line, and the last stroke of the thunder and lightning rune in the orb was finally completed. In an instant, the orb came out of his hand, suspended in the air, and let out bursts of thunder.

The moment the rune of the orb was perfected, countless spirit rabbits were alarmed, and Zhao Feng knew that it was going to be worse as soon as he saw the undulating thatch. After a little induction, Zhao Feng couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, this orb could finally be manipulated, he hurriedly moved the orb ten zhang away, and sure enough, countless spirit rabbits gathered over, and one after another, the lightning shot towards the orb like a tide, and there was no trickle left by the orb absorption.

Zhao Feng looked at the orb with trepidation, for fear that the runes inside would be destroyed again, this time, if the runes were destroyed, the orb would be completely destroyed. Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour later, the electric light on the orb gradually disappeared and fell lightly into Zhao Feng's hand.

Zhao Feng held this orb, and his spiritual thoughts probed into it, only to see that the electric light inside no longer had any violent state, as soft as flowing water. Zhao Feng was about to put away the orb.