Zhang Feng was confused, "Old man, among the cultivators, what level is it to use light as a fire talent seed?"

For him, this was a very important matter, and he was eager to know how his qualifications compared to others, after all, he would have to fight against the remnants of the Beast Host, and he had to be very powerful. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man said: "There are no less than a hundred kinds of fire talent seeds included in the name of the Immortal Sect, and light ranks second, second only to heat. However, the cultivation realm of cultivators mainly depends on their own efforts, and most of the grandmaster-level figures from ancient times to the present day have no outstanding qualifications, but it does not prevent them from becoming the pinnacle powerhouses that will go down in history. ”

Zhang Feng smiled and nodded again and again, "I will definitely cultivate diligently, and I will never disappoint your kindness today." ”

The old man said indifferently: "We each have our own needs, I didn't help you out of kindness, and I don't care if you are diligent in your cultivation in the future." But you do have to do your best to appreciate the beauty of the Seed of Light now, and the more you reap, the greater our hope of saving others. ”

This old guy doesn't like what he says!

Zhang Feng was bored, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and entered meditation.

Although the Immortal Sect Academy in Cliff City has never guided students to actually cultivate, it has a very systematic introduction to cultivation methods. Zhang Feng had long known that after planting spirits, he needed to cultivate talent seeds through meditation, so as to obtain telekinesis that could evolve supernatural powers.

Meditation is the recollection or imagination of all the scenes related to that kind of child. He took light as the seed of his talent, and he constantly recalled lightning, bonfires, the sun and other scenes, and all kinds of pictures flashed back in his mind, as if he saw a line of fire in the dark, bright or dark, coming and going quickly, and gradually forming a strong rhythm of light and shadow, which made him dizzy.

He felt dizzy, but he refused to stop, gritted his teeth, and insisted on meditating according to the method taught in the school. After a long time, he faintly felt a trace of heat overflowing from the scene of light, and his body seemed to be warm.

This made him even more energetic, and he made up his mind to understand the true meaning of fire mind power no matter what.

The heat was becoming more and more obvious, and he could even clearly feel the chill in his body dissipating.

Could it be that the congenital disease that has accompanied me since childhood is about to be eliminated?

He was in ecstasy, and he tried even harder to recall the sight of light, and in a moment he thought of dozens of different scenes.

However, for some reason, suddenly, without warning, he saw a snowy field, and the warmth that had gathered in his body was swept away.

He felt that something was wrong, and wanted to think about something else, but the vivid image of the snowy land was fixed in his mind and could not be removed. An endless chill overflowed from it, and he was horribly cold, as if his whole body might be frozen at any moment, which made him extremely frightened.

If he continues like this, he must be frozen to death, he panicked, and he no longer cares about cultivating his mental power, so he quickly opened his eyes.

Then he saw that he was covered with a layer of ice, and that's it, and the ancient forest was covered with snowflakes, and the ground was already white.

He stood up in a daze, jumped a few times, shook off the ice on his body, and then asked the old man, "Why is it snowing suddenly?"

The old man picked up a piece of ice from the ground, looked at it, threw it away, and said indifferently: "The ice is real, but the snow is an illusion, only you can see it." ”

When a cultivator first learns mental power, he often hallucinates, and Zhang Feng also knows this. However, what he cultivated was obviously a fiery mental power, so how could he produce the illusion of flying snow?

He vaguely guessed that it was related to his mother's residual thoughts, so he asked the old man: "When I was in Cliff City, the immortal master once said that I had the remnants of the beast host in my body, and when I was meditating just now, I suddenly saw a snowy field, is it because it triggered the remnants of the thoughts?"

The old man nodded and said: "At first, your face turned moist and became no different from a normal person, it should be the fire mind power that generated warmth and made your blood and qi comfortable, and then you returned to your previous state, and your face was as white as a dead person, which must have alarmed your mother's residual thoughts and aroused resistance." ”

After a pause, he continued: "You fought with people in the Cliff City, and you were once cursed by the Spirit Tree to cast a hundred flowers, and your mother's remnants awakened to help you get out of trouble. If you want to save the little master today, you mainly have to rely on the repeated thoughts. ”

Zhang Feng was stunned, could he use his mother's remnants on his own? If it really worked, it would be majestic. The beast host's mental power is invincible, even if it is just a repeated remnant thought, it will definitely be enough to deter the strong.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but laugh, and immediately asked the old man: "How can I make those repeated thoughts use me?"

The old man said: "Just like just now, provoke it to resist with fiery telekinesis until you hallucinate." After that, Zhang Feng was not allowed to continue to ask, and immediately ordered: "Okay, it's not too early, it's time for us to save the little master." ”

After Zhang Feng received the order, he immediately picked up his sword and bag and prepared to leave. The old man was slightly angry: "Boy, what kind of treasure is in your package, which makes you reluctant to lose it." ”

Zhang Feng was a little embarrassed by what he said, smiled wryly, and said: "It's just some worthless clothes, but after all, it's all my belongings, and it's a pity to lose it." ”

The old man said: "If you want to bring it, you can bring it, and when you fight the enemy, you may start a fire, and you don't feel sorry if your bag of clothes burns out." ”

Zhang Feng still refused to put down his bags, and said: "I'll take it first, I'll drop it when I get to the place, and I'll take it when it's over." ”

The old man stopped talking to him, picked him up and Scarface, and ran away with his legs.

At that time, it was already evening, and the ancient forest was covered with dense branches, and it was very dark, as if it had entered the night in advance, and the old man did not know where to summon a firebird of length to lead the way in front, relying on the red light of the firebird's flames to identify the position, and the speed was no different from that of day.

Zhang Feng stared at the firebird in surprise for a long time, and finally understood that it should be condensed by the old man's aura and telekinesis.

This kind of supernatural power is not particularly clever, and it can be cast when you enter the spirit realm. But he never thought that the Immortal Sect's magical powers could still be used for lighting, and today is an eye-opener.

His belief in cultivating fire-based telekinesis was even firmer, and he secretly hoped that in the future, he would condense a large flock of red firebirds and fly all over the sky above Cliff City, and that scene would be quite interesting.

Of course, first of all, you have to use fire telepathy to heal the disease. At this time, his hallucinations disappeared, and he no longer saw the white snow blowing in waves, but the chill in his body did not subside, making him uncomfortable.

I really hope to get rid of this pain soon!

He reverie all the way, and before he knew it, he was taken by the old man to the enemy's location. This time, the old man stopped when he was several hundred meters away from the enemy and did not take a single step. Zhang Feng noticed this and immediately guessed that this enemy would definitely be more difficult to deal with than the gray-robed old man before.

As soon as the old man put him down, he threw down his bag and sword, pulled out the stone chips, and waited for him.

However, he couldn't see the enemy clearly. In the distance, many torches flickered, and they looked quite powerful, but because of the obscuration of the ancient trees, he did not see anyone.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the front: "Akita, since you are here, why don't you continue with me and talk about the past?"

Obedience means that this person should be an old acquaintance with the old man, but his voice sounds very young, but he looks like he is twenty or thirty years old. Zhang Feng was slightly stunned, and thought about it, since this person was guarding the wooden position of the Soul Shifting Array, his cultivation of wooden supernatural powers must be quite good, so he was able to stay young.

The woody supernatural power takes plants and trees as the original artistic conception, and the clever cultivators can use it to connect the vitality of heaven and earth, so as to rejuvenate and even rejuvenate. People who are hundreds of years old in the world are all proficient in woody supernatural powers, which is exactly this truth.

He asked the old man, "Is that man your friend?