Chapter 1172: Worship Mountain, Mu Tianjun!
Four extremely powerful coercions fell towards the severe wind in an instant!
Yan Feng knew very well in his heart...
At this moment, his arms are no longer able to use the sword, and his strength has already been greatly reduced, and these four people... Cultivation is level with oneself again.
The most important point...
These four people, what they practice, are all the methods of the world, they have their own exercises, and the purity of their cultivation is definitely beyond their reach!
Case... Yan Feng's expression was indifferent, and in front of his eyes, the Heavenly Weeping Desolate Sword that appeared also disappeared in an instant.
It's just a breath of time.
In the land of the severe wind, but just a stone's throw away, four huge fierce beasts, as well as the four Mixed Yuan Realm Great Perfection powerhouses of the Zhu family, all appeared.
But... The imaginary killing, there was no beginning.
An ancient golden token instantly appeared in front of Yan Feng's body, levitating and fluttering.
"Integrate your spiritual sense, from now on, you will be the Xuanmen worship of my Zhu family, and the requirements for worship are all in the Xuanmen order. ”
Leaving such a sentence, the fierce beasts on all sides, as well as the four people, all dissipated in place.
Severe wind... I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.
Although he had long been sure that these four people were here to test himself, the strength of these four people, almost every one of them, was able to suppress himself.
The feeling that his life is in the hands of others makes Yan Feng... I feel very unhappy!
"Boy, what's wrong? Don't you feel weak?"
In Yan Feng's heart, the sneer of the old man of the sword spirit rang out.
"The four of them, each of them is a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Mixed Yuan Realm, but each of them has almost twice as much strength as you, do you know why?"
The voice of the old man of the sword spirit continued to sound.
And at this time, in the corridor where Congfeng came, the woman of the Zhu family who had disappeared before, reappeared at this time.
"Senior, come with the slave maid. ”
The voice was still indifferent, and he didn't put Yan Feng in his eyes.
Yan Feng didn't care, he kept up with the woman's pace, and answered the old man of the sword spirit in his heart.
"Because my spiritual arm has been broken, and my strength has been lost by more than half. ”
"It's not all. ”
The old man of the sword spirit continued: "If your spirit arm is broken, it will certainly affect your strength, but at most it will make your strength lose half of it, even if your spirit arm is restored, you may not be the opponent of any of the four." ”
"Then what do you think is the reason? ”
Yan Feng followed the woman of the Zhu family and returned to the previous worship hall again, her brows furrowed slightly.
"Exercises. ”
In Yan Feng's heart, the voice of the old man of the sword spirit continued to sound: "Your strength was originally achieved by the chaotic power of the person who plundered the Habitat, and when you broke through the Chaos Yuan Realm, it was also a coincidence. ”
"So?"
Yan Feng listened to the words of the old man of the sword spirit, and he also had a faint premonition... The exercises, perhaps really as the old man of the sword spirit said, occupy this extremely important point.
"In short, your foundation is not solid enough, and you urgently need a technique to cultivate your yuan, even the most humble exercise is enough to increase your strength by several percent. ”
His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and Yan Feng's face was contemplative...
Exercises... The key is where to get it now, and what kind of do you want to get it?!
This sword spirit old man is really, he obviously has exercises, but he just doesn't tell Yan Feng, saying that this exercise Yan Feng is not suitable for cultivation.
"Seniors, go straight ahead, it is the worship mountain, the predecessors can rely on the Xuanmen order, in the Xuanmen area of the mountain, choose an unmanned pavilion to live in. ”
The woman of the Zhu family, pointing to the land of 3,000 zhang in front of her, there is a mountain, the mountain is only 300 zhang high, and there are buildings and pavilions on it.
After finishing speaking, the woman saluted Yan Feng slightly, and left directly.
Yan Feng looked at the offering mountain, but he was still thinking about the exercise in his heart.
"Boy, don't think about this yet, let's figure out the broken blade. ”
The voice of the old man of the sword spirit sounded in Yan Feng's heart.
Yan Feng nodded secretly, and then headed towards the worship mountain.
Enshrine the mountain, heaven and earth Xuanhuang, the place of worship of the four gates.
In the Zhu family, it is divided into four levels.
Heaven corresponds to the position of the Heavenly King.
land, corresponding to the palm habitat.
Xuan, is the mixed yuan realm.
Yellow, refining the virtual realm.
Refining the Void Realm is the lowest level of worship received by the Zhu family.
As soon as Yan Feng entered the Offering Mountain, he could see a lot of figures... These people have different breaths on their bodies.
Those who can appear in this worship mountain, in addition to the offerings of the Zhu family, are the slaves brought with them by the offerings.
But they're usually slaves.
Although it is enshrined by the Zhu family, generally speaking, the worship will not stay in the Zhu family for a long time.
Everyone has their own things.
The so-called worship is actually a relationship of mutual use.
These offerings are often outlaws, or hunted down by powerful forces, and they need the strong strength of the Zhu family to provide shelter for themselves, and they need the Zhu family to provide a place for them to perch.
And the Zhu family also needs a large number of offerings to strengthen their strength.
People, coming and going, Yan Feng could see that there were many people coming down from the mountain, most of them were in the realm of mixed yuan refining and voiding, and these were all low-level offerings.
Occasionally, one or two palm habitat offerings can be seen.
Yan Feng came to the foot of this mountain, and there was a four-story pavilion.
This pavilion is where the Zhu family set up and managed the worship mountain.
Just as Yan Feng was about to enter this pavilion, from the top of the worship mountain, it was as if some big man had appeared.
All of them...
They all bowed down, all of them respectfully, standing in place and waiting, greeting those who came down from the mountain.
Don't say these offerings...
Yan Feng's eyebrows swept away, and even these Zhu family disciples who were guarding under the mountain bent down one by one, with respect.
To know... Even if it is worshiped by the Zhu family, in the eyes of the children of the Zhu family, they are outsiders after all.
Alien... In the eyes of these arrogant children of the Zhu family, they are disdainful and don't take it in their eyes at all.
But at this moment, these children of the Zhu family are so respectful to this person who came down from the mountain!
Yan Feng, at this moment, also bowed slightly, saluting like others.
The eyes were slightly raised, and from the top of the jade steps leading to the mountain, a person appeared, with a white and green long skirt, mopping the floor three feet, with a cold and beautiful face, and a pair of snow eyes, like an iceberg descending.
"See Mu Tianjun. ”
Almost all of them saluted.
And Yan Feng also saluted with everyone.
This woman... Walking slowly between the crowds, the powerful aura made people dare not say anything.
"This girl is good, punctual enough, and her cultivation is also pure, which is by no means comparable to ordinary heavenly monarchs. ”
In Yan Feng's heart, the words of the old man of the sword spirit sounded with a slightly obscene tsk.
Yan Feng listened to the words of the old man of the sword spirit, and did not make the slightest remark.
And when this woman walked past Yan Feng...
Suddenly, my body froze, and I slammed... Look at the wind!