Chapter Forty-Seven: The Essence of Creation

In the mountain range more than ten miles east of Wolong City.

A black shadow leaps and leaps in the air, or dives into the mountains, or flies and waterfalls and waterfalls, with swift speed and agility, like a cheetah walking in the mountains.

"Chi Yuan Slash!"

As a broken cry fell, the black shadow rushed out of the mountain forest, as fast as lightning, and even temporarily stopped in mid-air, condensed his hands into palms, and pushed forward violently.

Two red horses erupted from a pair of fleshy palms, growing in the wind, like two red dragons, staggered head and tail, rushing towards the stone wall on one side like lightning.

Rumble!

After a burst of bombardment, a big hole more than one person was dug out on the stone wall, the stones pierced through the air, the broken stones were very sharp like knives and swords, where they fell, the ancient trees fell, the fallen leaves flew, and hundreds of potholes were also shot out on the ground, and the dust and sand were flying, and the gravel was flying.

The black shadow slid down from mid-air onto a large bluestone, standing with his hands tied, his dark eyes glowing, his upper body naked, and every inch of his body was glowing with a seductive copper light, which was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Master, is the Heavenly Yuan Recipe really a peerless technique that surpasses the heaven-level top-grade?"

The black shadow is exactly what the wind has turned into.

At this moment, he is like two people when he was in the Ethereal Inn, with waxy yellow cheeks, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a Chinese face, and he no longer has the handsome appearance he used to be.

The void whispered, and a ray of pale golden light flew out from between his eyebrows, condensing into a tall golden figure beside him, and said.

"Feng'er, the Heavenly Yuan Recipe for Creation is a technique that the teacher took from a human race powerhouse back then, although it is only a fragment, but its level is much beyond all the exercises on the Haoyu Continent. ”

Long Ao looked up at the blazing sky, his expression a little reminiscent.

He vaguely remembered that many Terran powers had launched dozens of wars in order to compete for this exercise.

The grades of the exercises on the Haoyu Continent are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang from high to low, and each level is divided into upper, middle, and lower grades.

"Master, since this technique is so mysterious, why is the attack power I am exerting so weak now. Xuan Feng was puzzled.

According to common sense, if the "Heavenly Yuan Technique of Creation" was really a technique that surpassed the heaven-level upper grade, the Chiyuan slash he had just sent out would be enough to penetrate the stone wall in front of him.

"Hehe, that's because this exercise is only yellow-level now. ”

Thump...... Xuan Feng was so startled by Long Ao's words that he stumbled under his feet, and almost fell off the big bluestone.

"Master, you're not joking with your disciples. Xuan Feng couldn't smile bitterly.

"Feng'er is a little calm, according to the record on the silk silk of the exercises sealed in your right wrist before becoming a teacher, this exercise needs good yuan to feed, as long as you insist on doing good deeds and accumulating good yuan, the level of the exercise will naturally continue to increase. ”

Long Ao looked a little embarrassed, when he got this exercise, he also secretly studied it for a long time, but the final conclusion was that it was tasteless to eat, and it was a pity to abandon it.

Until now, he still couldn't understand why the dozen or so powerful Terran cultivators hundreds of years ago were desperately fighting for this exercise.

"Master, the cultivation realm is originally a deception, killing everywhere, you let me do good deeds and accumulate good yuan, isn't it a fool's dream. ”

Xuan Feng's heart was even more bitter.

After Li Juan gave him the "Phantom Face Qingyun", he arranged for him to cultivate in this mountain range, and with Long Ao's help, he lifted the latter's previous seal in his right wrist.

On the Haoyu Continent, all cultivators who have just entered the Innate Realm must choose a suitable exercise to cultivate, and once the exercise method is chosen, it will be extremely difficult to change it.

Xuan Feng didn't know why, so he chose the exercise given to him by Long Ao in a daze-the Heavenly Yuan Recipe for Creation.

The Heavenly Yuan Jue of Creation is a unique set of exercise operation routes, each cultivation has to run in the body for nine great Zhou Tian, and it is extremely costly, and when the whole body is almost exhausted, Xuan Feng has to jump into the extremely cold or extremely hot area to refine the physical body.

There is a mental method, a sword technique, and a battle method recorded in the exercises.

This mountain range in the east of Wolong City, called the Qingyun Mountains, is full of mountains, lush trees, and thousands of mountains and rivers.

Xuan Feng was on the periphery of the Qingyun Mountain Range at this time, and not far from the big bluestone under his feet, there was a crumbling cold pool.

There is a thin stream on both sides of the cold pool, turbulent as the wind, the water flow inside is very cold, this is the forbidden place for martial artists in the body refining realm, once it is close, it will become a humanoid ice sculpture in a moment.

"Boy, everything in the world has positive and negative sides, and killing a person full of evil is equivalent to doing a great good deed to save thousands of ordinary people, and killing to stop killing is helpless, but it is an out-and-out good deed. ”

"According to the teacher's speculation, there must be a Dharma spirit sleeping in the practice of creating the Heavenly Yuan Jue. It will automatically perceive everything that happens in the outside world, and as long as your starting point is out of good intentions, it can be counted as a little good element, and when the good element accumulates to a certain extent, the level of the exercise will be transformed. ”

"Everything has advantages and disadvantages, if you do evil deeds, the spirit of the exercise will also automatically sense, reduce the level of the exercise, and make your strength greatly reduced. ”

......

As Long Ao continued to explain, Xuan Feng's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his fists were subconsciously clenched into fists.

Xiao Yu'er was dying, she had now been suspended by Long Ao's secret method to take her last breath, and her body was sealed in the secret room in the back hall of the Ethereal Inn.

Xuan Feng has reached a secret agreement with Li Juan, he will help the Li family get a place to go to Zhongzhou in the next "Royal Competition", and Li Juan will protect Xiao Yuer and his secrets for him.

Today, the "Desperate Star Lord", Xuan Feng's portrait and daimyo have spread throughout Wolong City, and all forces are sparing no effort to search for Xuan Feng's whereabouts.

Because Xuan Feng used the "Phantom Face Qingyun" to change his appearance and conceal his breath, Xiao Naihe did not find him within "seven days", so the Xiao family was forcibly taken away by the current monarch of the Divine Dragon Empire, Huang Ji.

"Mother, I will definitely become a nine-rank alchemist within ten years and refine the Nine Transformations Soul Rejuvenation Pill. ”

Xuan Feng looked up at the vast sky and made the first promise in his heart.

Looking at Xuan Feng's young cheeks, Long Ao secretly lamented to himself, the former still didn't know that the "Nine Rank Alchemist" had been extinct on the Haoyu Continent for hundreds of years.

Long Ao didn't dare to tell the truth, the Yin Soul sealed in Xuan Feng's body had already troubled him a lot, and he could only continue to urge Xuan Feng to cultivate and improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

As long as Xuan Feng arrived in Zhongzhou, he would have a way to completely suppress the Yin Soul for the latter, so that he could quickly improve his cultivation.

Thump...... With a bang, the water splashed on the surface of the cold pool, and Xuan Feng was naked, like a swimming fish.

At this moment, a white migratory bird with a jade slip in its mouth galloped from outside the Qingyun Mountain Range, its white wings flapping up and down, the cold wind swirled, and the surface of the cold pool rippled layer by layer.

Kiss...... With a soft sound, the jade slip fell from the beak of the migratory bird and quietly exploded, and a sound as beautiful as a silver bell came from inside.

"The royal competition is about to be held, and the Taoist friends will return quickly. ”