Stopping these memories, Feng Yu originally wanted to go to see Murong Xu Shi, but when he thought that he and she were fighting the enemy together under Dongqin City, and he was Shi Kongyi's most beloved sister, he dispelled these thoughts.

After resting for a few days in a row, he realized that the demonic qi of the ancient ruins had gathered, and the Mangniu Demon Immortal who had been sealed in the ancient era was constantly impacting the seal, and once he was born, he would definitely make the human world miserable.

Therefore, many powerhouses in the world have arrived, preparing to strengthen the seal with great mana. After Liu Changqing and other strong men repelled waves of demon soldiers on the periphery of the ruins.

The Vajra monks in the west and the Eastern families in the east each took relics and immortal corpses to seal the ruins again, and set a ban on the ruins, not allowing other monks to enter the ancient ruins without permission, in order to prevent the monsters from going out again.

After Liu Changqing returned to Jingxin Garden, he seemed to have suffered some minor injuries, and he warned Feng Yu to rest well and not to cause more trouble.

After receiving a letter from home, Baili Guiyi said goodbye to Feng Yu and left in a blazing manner, leaving only Feng Yu and Xiaoxing Xiaohua in the Meditation Garden.

Seeing that Xiaoxing Xiaohua was cultivating hard, Feng Yu was bored and returned to his room.

A cold light flashed, and he looked at the treasure knife he had harvested in the ancient ruins, and he knew that it was not ordinary just by feeling its own evil aura.

He took out the stone, which was already light red, and looked at it carefully.

He has burned more than a hundred weapons in front of this small stone, and the quality of the weapons it absorbs is getting higher and higher, and now ordinary weapons cannot be absorbed by it, so he can only find higher-level weapons.

He touched the small stone in his hand, and then looked at the knife, which he used very easily, and with that knife in hand, it could increase his combat power by a bit.

This situation made Feng Yu a little difficult to choose, and he thought about it in his mind. If this small stone does not show any abnormality after absorbing this knife, it means that the value of this small stone is likely to be greater than that treasure knife.

If he absorbs this knife and reveals the secret of the stone, it will not be in vain for him to be busy.

The sword slowly approached the light red stone, and the sword made a trembling sound, as if it was afraid of something, and the stone took the initiative to stick to the knife.

Feng Yu was shocked, it seemed that this knife was probably not enough to meet the essence that Xiao Shi needed.

The blade of the knife trembled violently, as if it had been robbed of its essence, but the small stone was firmly attached to the knife and glowed red.

Hiss, the knife didn't even have powder left, and it turned into a faint green smoke in the air. Feng Yu's eyes were fixed on that little stone, this little stone was so powerful!

This knife is at least a million-year-old divine weapon!

The red color of the small stone all faded, and in the blink of an eye, a crack appeared on it, and a bunch of red light overflowed from the crack, and that crack spread rapidly, boom!

The entire stone shattered, and the space centered on the broken stone cracked, and a powerful attraction sucked Wind Feather in.

According to many previous experiences, Feng Yu instinctively used Dao power to protect a certain part of his body. But this time he was still depressed, this time with his head down, and Feng Yu completely fell upside down.

He got up and touched his head, surveying his surroundings. He was in a small room without any doors or windows, about three feet square, and this room was empty.

However, there was an altar in the center of the room, and a purple ball of light was floating on the altar, as if to greet him. Feng Yu froze down, and it seemed that the secret in the stone was this purple ball of light.

He walked towards the altar without hesitation, the purple ball of light flashed and flashed, exuding a trace of cool Dao power, Feng Yu stretched out his right hand and slowly approached the purple ball of light.

The moment Feng Yu's fingertips touched the purple ball of light, a pain from blood came.

The purple ball of light pierced directly into his veins, scraping through his veins like a knife, as if it was testing Feng Yu's flesh. Then, the purple ball of light gradually shrank at the tip of Wind Feather's finger.

Finally burrowed into his body completely. At this time, Feng Yu felt as if a needle was swimming everywhere in his body, and the sharp pain was unbearable.

The fire of martial arts was forcibly ignited by that thing.

Feng Yu suddenly felt that there were 10,000 grassland galloping horses running in the mud on his head, and he originally thought that he had picked up a treasure, but he never expected this to be the result.

He sat down cross-legged and tried to extinguish the fire of martial arts. As soon as the flame of martial arts was extinguished a little, the pain from the bone marrow and tendons had just been reduced a little.

The needle-like thing seemed to be unhappy, and the fire of martial arts instantly spread throughout Feng Yu's body.

If someone is next to Wind Feather now, they will be amazed, Wind Feather is like being in the blue light, like bathing in divine water, like a true fairy.

At this time, of course, the most bitter thing is Feng Yu, and there is an urge to slap himself to death in his brain. Why was he so uncalm just now, rashly touching this scourge, this is the rhythm of pit yourself to death.

This is the fire of martial arts, due to the relationship between the family Xuangong, their martial fire is more violent than the martial fire of ordinary monks. If an ordinary monk rashly ignites the fire of martial arts, he will only die and die.

And this time, it is not like Feng Yu who slowly used the fire of martial arts to refine his body bit by bit, but ignited it in an all-round way, it can be said that this is not much different from suicide, and more directly, this is still a relatively hard and painful suicide process.

Feng Yu struggled to control the almost boiling martial arts fire, and he was secretly glad that if he hadn't strengthened his physical body two times before, he would have been wiped out now.

What surprised him was that the candlestick actually flew out of Wind Feather's body on its own, floating outside Wind Feather's body. It was as if it was unwilling to touch the furious martial arts fire.

Gradually, the fire of martial arts slowly calmed down. The needle-like object seemed to have been tempered by the fire of the martial arts, and it was fused with the wind feather.

A young man in white appeared in his sea of knowledge, and there was a different charm in him, and he stood there, naturally revealing a momentum of dominating the world.

Feng Yu was immediately sure that this man must be a powerful man in the world, a strong man who could look down on the earth.

He looked at Feng Yu with a smile, "Only the ancient martial cultivators who can withstand the Dao Fire Death Tribulation set by the deity can obtain the inheritance of my wind." Boy, if you can get through these difficulties, you must be tenacious. The deity only asks you for one thing, if he cultivates to perfection one day, he will bless my human world. ”

The man seemed to have left a little bit of residual thought, and as soon as he finished speaking, it turned into a shower of light.