After returning to the room, Feng Yu took out a few medium-grade spirit stones, and then sat cross-legged on the bed and cultivated.

He had just watched that great battle, and he had a lot of feelings, and now was the best time to digest the battle perception and cultivate.

He had only seen that scene, but it was enough.

Cultivating martial arts to a certain extent, let him have a thousand magic techniques, all kinds of Taoism, I stand tall with my head held high, and I face each other with a punch.

Although the black-haired man only threw one punch, that punch contained his understanding of the Tao. That punch condensed the perception of countless battles.

But those who cultivate martial arts reach the ultimate level. Even if a monk has cultivated beyond him by a few stages, he can only retreat from fighting against him, and cannot compete head-on. Otherwise, as soon as you take a look, you will be blown up by the opponent's almost invincible body.

At this time, Feng Yu thought of the set of battle imprints in the Li family's underground secret room. The scene of Xintianyou's battle against the Underworld and the Ancestor's Annihilation.

Obviously, Xintianyou's cultivation is weaker than Annihilation. From that vague battle scene, it can be seen that Xintianyou is not a martial artist, but he has the characteristics of a martial artist.

That is, he must have walked the path of martial arts. It can be seen from the punch he threw on the big foot of the Annihilation. It suddenly occurred to Feng Yu that the set of battle imprints had also revealed an important piece of news to him.

Xintianyou's martial arts are almost complete. He thought about the image carefully, trying to capture something from it.

It's definitely a big deal for him. For Martial Dao Xuangong, Martial Dao and Martial Arts just didn't say a word, which made it very difficult for him to move forward.

If there was a person to lead the way, or let him know a little more about martial arts Xuangong, he wouldn't be as struggling as he is now.

Unfortunately, all he had in his mind was the scene of the battle, and he was only focusing on the battle between them.

But this is enough, two great battles, enough for him to digest well.

The spiritual energy in the medium-grade spirit stone flowed out, nourishing his physical body and expanding his muscles and veins. It didn't take long for those few spirit stones to be exhausted.

Feng Yu directly took out ten medium-grade spirit stones, and then took out the pearl he had just seized in the morning and placed it next to him.

As soon as this pearl came out, Feng Yu felt refreshed, and the loss rate of the medium-grade spirit stone aura was greatly reduced. He had a smile all over his face, which was a good thing.

Under the guidance of that pearl, the aura of the medium-grade spirit stone formed a thin curtain of aura around Feng Yu's body, enveloping Feng Yu inside.

The thin curtain sometimes reveals a little bit of glow, which is very gorgeous.

As the rooster crowed, the sky grew brighter. The thin curtain of aura outside Feng Yu's body disappeared, and he opened his eyes and glanced at the spirit stone powder next to him.

This night consumed thirteen medium-grade spirit stones, which is really large enough. However, his forbidden door only stretched forward by half an inch. He counted it, and now the forbidden door in his body stretched out twenty small blue veins, and those small veins still squirmed from time to time.

Although Wind Feather didn't know the use of the veins extending from the Forbidden Gate just yet, he knew that the more veins there were, the better.

So he decided to expand the forbidden door with more veins first, and when the veins reached the limit, he slowly elongated all over his body.

Feng Yu stepped out of bed and pushed open the window. A fresh breeze blows, which is very refreshing. He opened his storage bag.

Mu Feiwen didn't accept his spirit stone, which made him very upset, because the things of the plain white family were not his style.

Although he saved Mu Feiwen's life, he didn't think about asking him to repay him before saving Mu Feiwen.

One yard to one yard. A storage bag appeared in front of him, and he immediately smiled, it was it.

This is the vajra he captured when he killed Yang Yue, the master of the Seven Evil Sects. He knew that Mu Feiwen didn't have the weapons he had in hand.

This vajra is an authentic Buddhist weapon, and it is very extraordinary after being injected with Taoist power.

This is an ancient artifact, which should have been refined by a strong person above the transformation realm.

After dawn, the boss was full of smiles and dismissed batches of guests. There are only two people in Wanjia Restaurant: Feng Yu and Mu Feiwen.

In the Feng Yu room, a table of good dishes was served, and Feng Yu handed the vajra to Mu Feiwen, "Feiwen, you don't have a suitable weapon, how about looking at this vajra?"

Mu Feiwen took the vajra, his eyes were a little happy, and he shook his head and said, "Brother Wu, this can't work." It's too precious. ”

Feng Yu took out his broken knife and said with a smile, "You see, this knife of mine is much stronger than that vajra. Besides, the vajra is useless in my hands. ”

When Mu Feiwen saw the knife, he jumped up in fright, "This, this is a divine weapon!"

Feng Yu squinted his eyes and said, "What?"

Mu Feiwen said, "Secretly hiding divine soldiers is a capital crime for the Nine Clans. ”

Feng Yu shook his head and said softly, "My Nine Clans have already been killed. ”

Mu Feiwen looked at Feng Yu, the Nine Clans had already been killed, this was a great revenge. A sense of empathy came back to my heart.

He picked up the vajra, "Brother Wu, Feiwen must be tight-lipped about this matter." If there is a place to get Feiwen in the future, even if you open your mouth. ”

Feng Yu could hear that Mu Feiwen's words came from the bottom of his heart. He really treated him as a friend.

After a sip of wine, Feng Yu felt that there was no need to hide it from Mu Feiwen, he looked at Mu Feiwen and said with a smile, "Feiwen, do you know who I am?"

Mu Feiwen was not the kind of person who had no brains, he knew what Feng Yu meant immediately, and he muttered, "What is the identity of Brother Wu?"

Feng Yu smiled, "I am Feng Yu. ”

This sentence made Mu Feiwen even more excited than just taking out the divine weapon, and Mu Feiwen looked at Feng Yu carefully, "You are the Feng Yu who killed the Guangyun Sword and turned Dongqin City upside down." ”

Of course, he didn't say anything, you slept with the wife of the city lord of Dongqin City?

Although he and Wind Feather didn't get along for long, he could be sure that Wind Feather wasn't as bad as he had been rumored.

Otherwise, in yesterday's life-and-death pursuit, why did he save himself regardless of his own life.

Feng Yu smiled, "I know, Feiwen has a lot of doubts in his heart right now. But I'll just say that there are some things that you hear and see that are not necessarily true. ”

"Anyone who has anything to do with me is going to suffer endless trouble anyway. If Feiwen is afraid, he can leave now, I promise to act as if I have never seen you. ”

When it comes to this, how can Mu Feiwen not understand what Feng Yu means, he is treating himself as an outsider.

He guessed that Feng Yu was most likely offended by a big man. This is why we have incurred boundless calamity.

Mu Feiwen said with a smile, "Anyway, I, Mu Feiwen, am also a homeless person, it's rare for Brother Feng to trust me so much." ”

Immediately, the two hit it off, and discussed together the major matters that would cause the Fire Valley and other sects to fight. Mu Feiwen has been staying near the Valley of Fire all these years. He couldn't have been clearer about the situation in the Valley of Fire.

As far as he knew, there were five masters of the Fire Valley Merge Dao Realm, and the one who used to be in the Transformation Realm was Wang Yan, the Lord of the Fire Valley Valley, but now his cultivation has fallen to the Merge Dao Stage. In other words, there are now six masters of the Merge Dao Realm in the Valley of Fire.

I heard that there are still some people whose cultivation is in the late stage of the path. In addition, there are many monks above the spiritual maturity stage in the Fire Valley, there are almost dozens of them, and a small number of them are in the late spiritual formation stage.

As a thousand-person faction, it is extraordinary to have such a background.

When Wang Yanxiu fell to the realm of Hedao, someone once came to assassinate him, but they all ended in failure. Although Wang Yan's cultivation alone has plummeted, this does not mean that the strength of the entire Fire Valley has plummeted.

Mu Feiwen reminded that if they carried out assassination, it would still be very risky.

Feng Yu shook his head and smiled, he had never planned to assassinate in the first place. He had already inquired that among the many sects in Dongjingyuan, the ones that hated the Fire Valley the most were the Iron Sword Sect and the Hundred Flowers Valley.

It is also that the strength of these two sects is too small, and they have been bullied by the Valley of Fire. Especially in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, most of them are female disciples, but almost all of them in the Valley of Fire are about to use the Valley of Hundred Flowers as their happy backyard.

There were once two reserve valley masters in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, who were taken captive by the people of the Valley of Fire and humiliated to death. Moreover, just last year, the Valley of Fire made it mandatory that the Valley of Hundred Flowers must provide them with a group of female disciples who were as beautiful as flowers every year.

This is a great shame that the Valley of Flowers has never encountered in a hundred years. If it weren't for the Great Elder of the Hundred Flowers Valley to stop him, the Valley Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley would have been looking for Wang Yan desperately.

At that time, Yan Qianlu, the owner of the Hundred Flowers Valley, said with tears in her eyes, "The Hundred Flowers Valley was originally intended to provide a shelter for those lonely and helpless children, but now it has become a fire pit that harms them, which is no different from the Ji Courtyard! ”

Great Elder Ye Chuyun's face was also full of tears, "I don't want to! However, if the Hundred Flowers Valley is disbanded, without the blessing of the sect, this group of children will die faster!

It is because of this sentence that Baihua Valley has been hungry until today.

As for the Iron Sword Sect, it was a refining sect. Because the monks of the Iron Sword Sect are very good at refining weapons, this sect has always been controlled by the Valley of Fire, and they are given refining weapons like slaves.

Feng Yu thought about it for a while, and they decided to go to the Valley of Hundred Flowers first. Because the Iron Sword Gate is only enslaved, as long as there is no chaos, at least they don't have to worry about their lives.

But the Valley of Flowers is different. They are like living on a chopping block, and they may one day be taken by the people of the Valley of Fire, and they will live a life that is worse than death.

The Valley of Flowers to the Valley of Fire, that is the hatred that comes from the bones. As long as there is an opportunity, Baihua Valley will definitely not let go, and they will definitely go all out to eradicate the Fire Valley.

The location of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, they found out clearly. At night, they evaded the guards and slipped out of Higashikegahara.

The night was thick, the sky was full of stars, and they were dressed in black and galloped in the direction of the Valley of Hundred Flowers. The Valley of Flowers is in a valley not far from the East View Plain.

Through the layers of dense forests, Feng Yu and they came to the front of the mountain gate of Baihua Valley. The Valley of Flowers really lives up to its name, even though it's late autumn.

But as soon as they arrived at the mountain gate, a faint fragrance of flowers came to their nostrils. Under the starlight, the flowers in the Valley of Flowers are dotted, and this scene is particularly intoxicating.

At the mountain gate of the Hundred Flowers Valley, several female disciples held their swords and looked up at the starry sky, not knowing what they were thinking. Perhaps lamenting the impermanence of fate.

Most of them were lonely and helpless girls who were adopted by the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and the masters took them to practice and taught them self-defense. But now the teachers are unfortunate, and some of their masters have been taken captive by the people of the Valley of Fire.

And they could only watch silently, unable to help at all. Moreover, it is highly likely that the next person to be taken captive will be himself.