There was a click, and the lower grade spirit stone in his hand shattered, and Wei Feng was a little distressed, so he still threw it aside. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Not enough!

There was more true qi in the dantian, and it was still far from fullness, so Wei Feng reluctantly picked up the high-grade spirit stone and held it in his hand.

The high value of the high-grade spirit stone is not only reflected in the abundant aura, but also the purer aura contained in it and the higher conversion rate.

After sitting upright for two hours, it seemed that he hadn't absorbed much of the spiritual energy in the high-grade spirit stone, but the true qi in the dantian had already begun to take the initiative to run along Xiao Zhoutian.

Wei Feng felt that his body was very comfortable, light and fluttering like a cloud in the fog, and at this moment, he finally realized the beauty of cultivation.

For a disciple of the Peiyuan period, two high-grade spirit stones were rewarded at a time, and Qiao Ran's shot could be described as extremely generous.

There are reasons for Wei Xuewu, and more importantly, Qingyunmen has been in a regressive form in the past ten years, and as a leader, Qiao Ran is more worried than anyone else.

Feeling the change in Wei Feng's cultivation, Qiao Ran was shocked, and then understood what Zhou Fatong had done before, he chose not to break it, but sent the spirit stone, just to quietly focus on cultivating Wei Feng, make a splash, and revitalize Qingyunmen.

Only a cultivator of the Heavenly Spirit Root would advance so quickly, maybe the elders had made a mistake before.

Qiao Ran guessed this in his heart, and it was not unreasonable, no one had ever seen the legendary Heavenly Spirit Root Cultivator, and there was no such genius in the entire Gale Wind Sect.

Wei Feng was able to advance quickly, of course, because of his special eyes, as well as the crisis, and the form, so he had to take the risk of rushing through the level.

A few days later, Wei Feng's fourth-layer cultivation had stabilized, and he decided to start practicing the secret method recorded on the fan, Hidden Qi Determination.

Carefully observing the air mass in the dantian, looking for eight shining points, it took a whole night, he still found it, and he almost laughed out loud with joy.

It is quite difficult to pay attention to the eight points at the same time with his mind, for the sake of future safety, Wei Feng will never give up, and after many efforts, he even saw the difference between the eight points, and there seemed to be strange symbols on them.

The human body is really wonderful, it hides huge potential, Wei Feng has never been so interested in his body, he is simply happy to do it.

Turn clockwise and close!

Wei Feng quickly turned the eight bright spots above with his mind, and all the true qi in his body flowed back in an instant, the meridians were closed, and the true qi in the dantian miraculously solidified into the original state when the true qi was seeded.

Haha, Lao Tzu is really a cultivation wizard! Wei Feng was self-absorbed, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore, and he wanted to cry loudly.

The cultivation is gone, and the bright spots can't be found!

This is equivalent to having a box of treasures, locked but without a key to open it, and there is a fart! How to release cultivation has become a big problem that must be faced.

There must have been eight bright spots in that air mass that looked like a true qi seed, but it solidified into a ball, and it became more and more difficult to find. At this time, Wei Feng was too tired, so he was ready to take a good rest, and then use his eye skills to study the way to release his cultivation.

However, what happened next, if he could sleep all the time, Wei Feng would rather never wake up.

At noon, Wei Feng got up from the bed lazily, Luo Lingyue brought the washing water, he hastily washed his face, and prepared to make another batch of rune paper for Zhou Fatong.

Suddenly, the gate of the Magic Weapon Palace was forcibly pushed open, and a group of people broke in.

The first person, in his thirties, tall and burly, covered with raised pimple muscles, black face, hooked nose, a pair of small eyes, full of essence, is a third-level martial artist.

This black-faced man, dressed in a blue robe, embroidered with eye-catching gold trim, and tied with a belt made of pure gold, on which the three characters of the Gale Wind Sect were prominently displayed.

On the left side of this person is an old man, wearing a gray robe, drooping his eyelids, looking very unenergetic, but this is all appearance, he is also a great monk in the Jindan period, and he is in the late Jindan period.

Qiao Ran stood on the right side of the black-faced man, with a layer of ice on his face, and behind him were Kan Ze, Murong Yan and others, all of whom were silent and did not say a word.

Zhou Fatong hurriedly ran out of the house, and when he saw the black-faced man, the sweat on his face instantly fell, and he hurriedly bent down and gave his hand, "I've seen the young man." ”

In this situation, a huge sense of foreboding suddenly rose in Wei Feng's heart, and looking at Murong Yan's smugness that was difficult to hide, it was certain that these people were coming for him.

"Old Zhou, the last time we met was twenty years ago!" the black-faced man said calmly.

"The little one has a bad memory, but the young man still remembers. ”

"Master Qiao, can you tell Zhou Lao the purpose of my trip?" The black-faced man was completely commanding.

"Let's check if Wei Feng and Luo Lingyue are geniuses in cultivation. Qiao Ran's words were quite helpless.

Zhou Fatong sighed slightly and shouted, "You two come here." ”

There was no choice, Wei Feng and Luo Lingyue could only get out of the hut and come to everyone.

The gray-robed old man just glanced at it, then shook his head and spit out four words, "Mediocre qualifications!"

"Ye Lao, if you look closely, that person was very deep last time. Murong Yan really smiled and spoke.

Perhaps for the sake of Murong Chong's face, the gray-robed old man took Wei Feng's hand, probed it a little, shook his head, and then took Luo Lingyue's hand, putting it faster than Wei Feng.

"There is only one layer in the Peiyuan period, and there is no shortage of such people in any sect. The gray-robed old man asserted.

Wei Feng finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the use of the Hidden Qi was at the right time, otherwise he would definitely be taken away immediately and enter the Gale Wind Sect with dark eyes.

There were a lot of people who were surprised, and everyone was quickly analyzing everything that was happening in front of them in their minds, and almost all of them were paying attention to Wei Feng.

However, just when Wei Feng thought it was okay, the black-faced man looked at Luo Lingyue, and a strange brilliance suddenly emanated from his small eyes.

Wei Feng was extremely sensitive to people's eyes, and he chuckled in his heart, this person clearly fell in love with Luo Lingyue.

"What's your name?" the black-faced man smiled, his teeth large and white.

"Luo, Luo Lingyue!" Luo Lingyue's voice was as small as a mosquito humming.

"Young boy, she is usually clumsy, but she is the one who burns the fire here. Zhou Fatong hurriedly said.

"There's just one less maid in my house, so take it away, it's worth the trip. The tone of the black-faced man was unquestionable.

"No, I don't want to go!" Luo Lingyue's little face turned pale with fright.

"I can't let you have the final say!" said the black-faced man disdainfully, "behave well, and I will take extra care of you." ”

"No, you can't take her away!" Wei Feng was completely angry and said in a loud voice.

"Boy, you want to die!" The muscles on Heilan's face trembled, revealing a sinister smile.

Boom!

A huge force struck, it was Qiao Ran who made a move, Wei Feng moved straight backwards, broke through the window, and landed on the ground of the hut.

It was dark in front of him, Wei Feng fainted, and his mouth was still shouting, "Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue!"

In a trance, Wei Feng's eyes looked through the wall and saw Luo Lingyue being pushed out of the Magic Weapon Palace by Kan Ze and others, she always looked back at the hut with a sad expression.