Chapter 159: Primordial Spirit Condensation

Shenzhou is vast, the ancient peak is sword-bound, and countless famous mountains and rivers are crossed one by one, which makes people open up in front of them.

But Gu Feng only felt extremely aggrieved in his heart, like a lost dog

He had never been forced to such a point, and his way back to the Wutai sect had been blocked by the ascetic Toutuo.

If he ventures back now, he will only fall into the ambush of the other party and throw himself into the net.

Next time, next time he will definitely not be in such a mess!

Gu Feng secretly hated in his heart, if he couldn't successfully break through the scattered immortals this time and have the combat power of the earth immortal level, he would never return to the mountain!

In order to prevent the other party from chasing after him, Gu Feng suddenly turned his flying sword and went straight to the south after galloping west for three thousand miles.

That's the edge of the land of Shenzhou, Southern Xinjiang!

It is sparsely populated, it is a place where the Demon Dao and the Witch Sect are active, and it is full of side roads, even with the power of the Emei faction, it is impossible to penetrate into it, which is just suitable for him to hide, and there are many opportunities among them, which are enough for him to cultivate to a great progress.

All the way forward, the terrain under your feet has changed greatly!

From the beautiful mountains and rivers of the land of China, civilized and civilized, a number of ancient and majestic mountains appear in front of you, which is actually a barbaric and ancient atmosphere.

First he was chased and killed by the ascetic head for more than 10,000 miles, and now he has continued to resist the sword, Gu Feng's own true yuan is close to being exhausted, and the sword light has become dim.

He looked around, and soon found a quiet valley, full of spiritual energy, but also a quiet place for cultivation!

He dropped his sword light and entered the valley, where the mountain spring was murmuring and the flowers and plants were overgrown.

Gu Feng found a huge flat mountain stone and slowly sat down, and the Pure Yang Immortal Sword snorted and inserted it into the stone, laying a heavy forbidden method to block the approach of the beasts in the mountain and isolate the prying eyes of the cultivators.

He took out a bait and swallowed it, and began to sit cross-legged and pranayama.

As soon as the mangbait entered the abdomen, it suddenly turned into a boiling hot stream rushing in the body, and Gu Feng's weakened aura became stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After practicing for a day and a night, Gu Feng's eyes opened, and finally all the true yuan recovered.

But he didn't stop, but he took out a Gathering Spirit Refining Pill and swallowed it into his stomach.

This pill is very magical, it does not have much help for people's cultivation, it is dedicated to the original spirit, condenses the soul, and strengthens the mind.

Guben Peiyuan's elixir Gu Feng is not rare, not to mention the many hundred-year-old elixirs in the mirage bottle, he also has mangbait, a magic medicine that strengthens the true yuan, and the Wutai faction is a famous immortal sect, and the art of alchemy and refining is unique in the world.

With his current status, these pills that increase the true yuan are not unusual!

The pill that condenses the spirit is rare in the world, and there are not many in the entire Shushan world.

In this way, the Divine Pill can make his Yuan Shen cultivate to the realm of Dacheng, completely condense, and turn into an existence similar to his physical body, and he will no longer be afraid of the invasion of demons.

Gu Feng's cultivation time is too short, and the true yuan can grow rapidly, but the power of the primordial god requires water grinding work, and with the help of this pill, it is enough for him to quickly grow the primordial god and achieve the realm of scattered immortals.

The Gathering Spirit Refining Pill is worthy of being the elixir that monks dream of, and it has just been swallowed into the stomach by Gu Feng, and it immediately turns into bursts of cool air, and goes straight into the depths of the soul of the sea of knowledge.

In the middle of Gu Feng's knowledge of the sea, he suddenly set off a shocking change!

It was as if there was a bright moon floating high in the sky, and the cool moonlight was sprinkled down, and his soul was bathed in it.

Gu Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and concentrated, and entered the center.

He imagined himself as a lord from above, standing in the clouds and looking down on his many distractions.

The moonlight is like a sword, and under Gu Feng's deliberate manipulation, those distracting thoughts were wiped out one by one, and gradually came to a state of thoughtlessness, giving the singer

Many thoughts come and go, filling the entire sea of knowledge, and as the master, I let these thoughts be confined in the sea of knowledge, the ancient well has no waves, and the soul is clear inside and outside.

As the saying goes, if you can't think of the void realm, you will be born without anything.

Bathed in the moonlight, Gu Feng's soul absorbed the medicinal power of the moon and gradually grew stronger.

Woo!

It was like a gust of wind was blowing.

It was as if going out early in the morning, facing the fresh breeze, and the spirit was greatly lifted.

The soul is blown by the breeze, and all kinds of acquired distractions that are usually contaminated are blown away, and many emotions such as anxiety, anxiety, and anger come and go with the wind, no longer ignorant of the mind, and gradually reveal a naked and transparent soul.

The bright moon above the head is like a wheel, slowly turning, driving the true yuan in the body into it, as if the sky is raining, falling wisps of the essence of the bright moon, pouring on the soul, gradually condensing like a substance, forming a humanoid body.

There are three treasures in the sky, the sun, the moon and the stars!

People have three treasures, spirit and spirit!

The soul is formless and substantial, and the true element is formless and qualitative!

The soul can manipulate the true element, and the true element can also replenish the soul!

The unity of the spirit, qi and spirit naturally gives birth to the root of the monk, the primordial god!

Once the Yuan Shen is cultivated to the fullest, even if the physical body is destroyed, it can survive in the world forever, and at this point, the monk has the root of immortality and immortality!

Gu Feng knew that the primordial spirit in the sea was condensed into a form, and gradually condensed like a substance.

But until the end, the medicinal power of the Gathering Spirit Refining Pill had been completely refined, and this primordial spirit body still had a strong sense of nothingness, which was not real!

Haste makes waste!

Gu Feng didn't continue to cultivate until the Yuan Shen Dacheng!

This primordial god form has been condensed, which is the biggest breakthrough, and the foundation is still very vain, if it blindly breaks through, it will pull out the seedlings and help it grow, but it will harm itself.

He had to stabilize his foundation before he could continue his practice!

Gu Feng firmly believed that once the Yuan Shen was completely completed, it would be the time for him to break through the scattered immortals, and then it would be the end of the ascetic Toutuo

That day is not far off!

Immediately after a month of penance in the valley, the ancient peak reached the point where there was no way to advance, and then he came out of the mountain.

Blindly cultivating is just a waste of time, there are not many opportunities in this southern Xinjiang, the first strike is stronger, Gu Feng doesn't want to be left behind.

Edgeworth was flying in the air, and the southern territory was vast, and Gu Feng couldn't determine where he was for a while.

"It seems that you are going to ask someone for directions?" Gu Feng pondered in his heart, looked into the distance, and soon found a cottage in a remote mountainside, where many figures appeared, with red turbans wrapped around their heads, like isolated barbarians.

Gu Feng Imperial Sword came, and when those barbarians saw it at first glance, they all shouted in fear, and they ran to each other for a while, howling endlessly.

"What's the situation?" Gu Feng frowned, and as soon as the sword light fell, those barbarians fell to their knees one after another, kowtowing.

One of the white-haired old men screamed with despair on his face.

"Does no one speak Chinese?" Gu Feng said in a deep voice, the tone of this barbarian's voice was strange, and he couldn't understand it at all.

Under his gaze, those barbarians trembled one by one, and no one made a sound for a long time.

Mortals are foolish!

Gu Feng was helpless, and with a wave of his hand, the sword light broke through the air, and immediately smashed the three-zhang high cottage gate with a blow.

Such a majesty made the barbarians tremble.

Finally, a thin barbarian man, fearing that Gu Feng would kill everyone in the cottage in anger, slowly crawled over and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Master Immortal Master of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Sect, half a month ago, our cottage has enshrined a man and a woman and two two-legged sheep, please let us go!"