The next day, many people in Kyoto came to condole, and the imperial court envoy even said categorically that they would arrest the murderer, as for what kind of substitute death could be caught, Zhao Feng was not interested at all. Seventeen barbarian nobles also sent people, and brought rich gifts. Zhao Feng pretended to be sick, let Old Man Zhao come forward to deal with it, and hid in Feng Qingxuan to study yesterday's changes, I have to say, this thing is unbelievable, he obviously doesn't have that kind of ability, but he used a strange body and fist technique, at that time, his strength increased tenfold? I'm afraid it's twenty times over. However, no matter how much Zhao Feng tried in the house, he couldn't reach that state.

For a whole day, Zhao Feng hid in the house, or hid in the cave, trying over and over again, until the evening, he realized a little fur, and it was this fur that Zhao Feng's speed was almost doubled.

In addition, Zhao Feng also carefully studied the thundercloud condensation beads he obtained. This bead is pure black in color, it looks like a stone, Zhao Feng doesn't know much about this kind of treasure, so he went to ask Miss Xingyuan, after all, she is from a big sect, she didn't think about it, this girl really knows. This treasure is actually a kind of magnet, which is said to take countless years of lightning strikes to form, and it is a natural spiritual treasure with a little thought. This kind of treasure has the effect of attracting thunder and gathering thunder, and it can refine the thunder containing the power of heaven and earth into trickling thunder yuan, which is indeed a rare treasure for cultivators to absorb.

"I don't know where they grabbed it, but Thunder is the most sunny thing, you got a big bargain." There was still a bit of jealousy between the words of the Xingyuan girl.

Zhao Feng also closed his mouth happily, he knew that the thunder was extremely violent, many people thought it was not counted, and the method of sacrificing the thunder was very dangerous without exception, even the treasure of the thunder was difficult to refine successfully. The reason is that the thunder is too violent, and it can cleanse the spiritual consciousness imprinted on the treasure. Therefore, Zhao Feng didn't dare to directly imprint his spiritual sense, but tried them one by one with the various methods of the cultivation treasure, and even tried the blood refining method, however, it was useless. Just a trace of yang energy entered the orb, and a large ball of purple thunder light burst out, and Zhao Feng's hair stood up, and he leaned back and smiled at the Xingyuan girl who was watching the excitement next to him.

One move didn't work, Zhao Feng thought of a second move, which was to weaken the thunder qi in the bead, then imprint the spiritual sense, and then slowly recover the thunder qi in it, repeat it a few times, there should be a chance to refine this treasure. This method of attracting thunder has actually matured for a long time, and many palaces have installed iron needles, which are used to attract thunder, Zhao Feng thought, if you put the beads next to the lightning rod, you should be able to absorb some of the flowing thunder and lightning. However, this trick takes a long time, and there is still a suitable territory, so there is no need to rush it.

On the third day, Zhao Feng couldn't wait to leave Kyoto. Seeing Zhao Feng "fleeing in a hurry", the careerists in Kyoto were all amused: "This kid has so much guts, and it will be easy to deal with in the future." ”

This time, Old Man Zhao didn't even go to the dock to see him off, obviously wanting to draw a clear line with Zhao Feng, after all, Zhao Feng's introduction of barbarians is no secret among the nobles. For a few days on the ship, Zhao Feng either cultivated or accompanied Fang Xingyuan to cultivate. Four days later, Zhao Feng and his entourage came to Jinsha Port again, this way, it can be said that the wind and waves are calm, in Jinsha Port, Zhao Feng has to stay for two days, waiting for the cargo ship to leave together.

When he arrived in Jinsha City, Zhao Feng took Fang Xingyuan to walk around, especially Wanling Street, from the beginning to the end, he saw thousands of beast eggs, but none of them could satisfy Fang Xingyuan.

At night, Zhao Feng was reading behind closed doors when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. When I opened the door, three strangers stood outside the door, in front of an old man, short and thin, with a withered cane in his hand, and two middle-aged monks in the back. Looking closely, Zhao Feng had a sudden shock in his heart, this old man himself had seen it in the atlas, he was the High Priest of the Western Realm, an old man who had lived for more than three hundred years.

"The High Priest of the Western Realm has a noble status, and now the situation is very sinister, how can the High Priest leave the Blood Alliance City lightly?" Although Zhao Feng was suspicious in his heart, he quietly welcomed the three of them in, and then closed the door.

The three of them entered the room, two middle-aged monks, one went to close the window, the other eyes flashed, and a stream of spiritual consciousness swept through the room: "There is no other spiritual sense, you can speak." ”

Zhao Feng never stopped, at this time, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute and asked, "But the high priest is in front of you?" ”

A smile appeared on the old man's knife-cut wood-like face, and he nodded: "It's not bad, I didn't expect you to know me." ”

"High priest, it's time for me to go and see you, how can you take the risk yourself?" Zhao Feng asked.

Unexpectedly, the high priest waved his hand and said, "Let's sit down and speak." ”

Zhao Feng hurriedly let go of his seat and poured tea. The high priest drank a few sips before saying: "The old man is also ashamed of you, a few years ago, there was a beast tide, and you failed to save the Yuanya Department, but I didn't expect you to have no guilt, and still plan for the barbarians, but let the old man come to the door without shame." ”

"High priest, how can this matter be blamed on you, the clansmen should be divided in sticking to their homeland, and the departments that are close at hand are also difficult to protect themselves, and they are swallowed up by the tide of beasts, this is the will of heaven, what does it have to do with the high priest?" Zhao Feng understood very well, that day, the Blood Alliance City was thousands of miles away, and it was impossible to rescue at all, and most of the Bailu and other tribes that were close at hand were people from the seventeen nobles, and they had the intention of annexation, how could they come to the rescue?

"Hey, you can think like this, the old man is under the Nine Springs, and he has one less sin." The high priest sighed, obviously not expecting Zhao Feng to think so clearly.

The high priest sat opposite Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng knew that the high priest must have something important to do here, otherwise he would not have personally taken risks, he estimated that the high priest was a little difficult to speak, so he asked: "The high priest is here for my attack?" ”

"Yes, the old decay does have this intention, do you know who did it?" The High Priest asked.

Zhao Feng repeated what he had said to Miss Xingyuan, and finally talked about his suspicion of the seventeen barbarian nobles.

After hearing this, the high priest was silent for a long time, and then said with a sad face: "What you are worried about is the same as that of the old man, that day, I heard that you are already a monk of the spiritual source realm, and the old man asked a monk in the clan to rush to Kyoto, but unexpectedly, he was blocked out of Kyoto, but he was not allowed to enter the city, thinking that you are still a temple scholar, and you have the protection of the temple, you did not force your way into Kyoto, but I didn't expect it, they really." ”

"High priest, sooner or later I will seek justice in this matter, but I am not in a hurry."

"That's it, these people have become a big trend, even the Blood Alliance City has people who have thrown themselves to them, the barbarian split is already in sight, now, it is better to make plans early." Speaking of this, the high priest suddenly turned his head and asked, "I guess you have also heard that the abyss is about to appear, and now, most of the monks from the Donghong Continent have rushed away, do you want to go?" ”

Zhao Feng understood as soon as he heard it, the high priest was worried that Zhao Feng would go to the abyss to take an adventure, and now, the beacon fire was an important retreat for the barbarians, if something happened to Zhao Feng, for the barbarians, it would be tantamount to cutting off his own arm, this risk, Zhao Feng could afford it, but the barbarians could not afford it.

"High Priest, I got this news in Renzu City, but I still have important things to do, and I don't plan to go to the Abyss."

"If you want to go, I'll send two monks to protect you." The high priest was still not at ease.

"High priest, don't worry, I will go north to the Beacon Plains tomorrow, and besides, a senior also entrusted a woman to take care of me, she is sick now, and the younger generation can't let it go." Zhao Feng knew that the high priest had been thinking about the barbarians all his life, and it could be said that he had exhausted his efforts, and he would never allow any mistakes to happen.

"I see." The high priest was relieved, and then asked, "This spiritual path is very profound, have you ever worshipped the master?" ”

Zhao Feng didn't deny it, and said, "High priest, I do have a master, but the old man has been in retreat recently, so he can't guide me. ”

The high priest nodded slightly, and said, "In that case, how about I send two monks to live in the Beacon Plain, which can not only protect your safety, but also guide you to practice nearby?" ”

Okay, the high priest is sending someone to spy on him, but Zhao Feng doesn't mind. In the short term, Zhao Feng has no plans to go out for a long journey, at least he has to have a bloodline heir to go out on adventures, since someone is willing to be a free guard, why not use it?

"Thank you for the care of the High Priest, since there are seniors who are willing to live in the Beacon Flame Plain for a long time, how can I not welcome it?"

"Good, good, good!" The High Priest finally had a smile on his face, and his purpose had been achieved. After talking about business, the high priest asked about Miss Fang's illness again. Most of the barbarian high priests are proficient in herbs, divination, exorcism and other techniques, and the same is true for this generation of high priests.

Zhao Feng did not hide it, and described Fang Xingyuan's illness. The high priest pondered for a moment: "Well, I'm afraid the judgment of these masters is correct, I thought that when Miss Fang was reincarnated, there were Yin spirits who followed her to the Yang World." ”

"Does the High Priest have a cure?" Zhao Feng thought that the barbarians had a unique way of dealing with things, and there might be a solution.

"Hahaha, you kid, you really care about it, isn't this method in front of you?"

"In front of you?" Zhao Feng was a little stunned.

"Brute Spirit Soul Technique, will you?"

"High Priest, that Yin Spirit is with Miss Fang's soul, if it is tempered, won't even Miss Fang's soul be sent away?"

"Hahaha, it's true that the general spiritual method can't be achieved, but the spiritual technique of my barbarian is different, when my barbarian soul is saved, is my soul affected? Not really. ”

"Outsiders think that the barbarian soul magic is witchcraft, but in fact it is not, it is a divine art, it is said that it is passed on from a great god in the underworld, using this technique, it will attract one of the hundreds of millions of doppelgangers of the great god, and bring the soul and yin spirit wandering in the yang world back to the underworld, this yin spirit actually dares to smuggle into the yang world, how can the great god let it go?"