As soon as Yunchen got out, he fled as fast as he could, not daring to be the slightest bit lazy, and rushed to a remote place, until the Yuan Force was exhausted.

In addition to exterminating the head of the clan Jing Tao, Yunchen is quite satisfied with today's matter, but he thinks that this matter is far from over, and his goal is to bury the entire Demon Deepavali Society.

Yunchen had never tried to deplete his Yuan Force to this point, and the Yuan Force in his body was completely squandered, and it was for this reason that when he began to breathe and was about to recover a little Yuan Force, he accidentally found that there was a trace of strange energy in his body that was supposed to be empty, so faint that it was almost negligible.

"This?" The trace of energy that only came to the fore because of the exhaustion of Yuan Force made Yunchen puzzled. It's not the Yuan Force, it's not the alien power of the Extreme North Wilderness, it's not the power of Guangyu, and it has nothing to do with Xuanhuang Qi. So what is this weird energy, and where does it come from?

Confused by this question, Yunchen simply gave up the action of recovering Yuan Li first, this question did not come up with an answer, and he couldn't settle down at all. After thinking hard for a while, he suddenly realized, with a look of surprise, "The power of the source!" It is the power of the source, he had practiced the Nirvana Heart Sutra for a short time, because he couldn't perceive the existence of the power of the source, he first let go of the Nirvana Heart Sutra, and gradually the Nirvana Heart Sutra was almost forgotten by him.

"The Nirvana Heart Sutra, which I had practiced hard for several days, didn't seem to be effective, and it turned out to be covered by the abundant Yuan Power...... The Power of the Origin!"

Thinking of the five layers of immortal and invincible gods mentioned in the Nirvana Heart Sutra, and only the fifth layer can be matched with the gods, Yun Chen couldn't help but feel excited, how could he be regarded as a half-footed step in the door with this trace of origin power now?

The Nirvana Heart Sutra is a practice method of refining the supernatural power from within oneself, and because this supernatural power comes from the body itself, not from the outside world, it is also called the power of the source.

The Nirvana Heart Sutra passed down from the ancestor of the phoenix is a method dedicated to this path, through the tempering of the body, the power of the origin is cultivated. After reaching a certain level, he will use the power of the source to feed back to his body, constantly strengthen himself, make the physical body tend to be perfected, and finally ignite the fire of immortality and transcend eternal life.

Yunchen didn't bother to care about the important matter of recovering Yuan Li, he calmed down and resumed his cultivation and discarded the Nirvana Heart Sutra for many days. The content of the Nirvana Heart Sutra that day felt obscure, with the improvement of his realm, it was not so difficult to understand, and after thinking about it slowly, he had another understanding.

"Derivative body, skin, hair, flesh, flesh and bones, formless and substantial, supreme power, the ultimate way, the origin of one's own body and spirit evolves into all worlds, and it will exist forever and immortal......"

The entire content of the Nirvana Heart Sutra is not long, and Yunchen can understand it thoroughly with his current realm comprehension, which is only a little bit earlier.

After Yunchen deliberately cut himself off from the outside world, Yuan Li did not receive any replenishment, but made him feel extra empty in his body. The first time he practiced the power of the origin was to use the Yuan Force to complete it, and only now did he realize that refining the power of the Source did not need to rely on external forces at all, and it was enough to complete this step on his own.

In the case of an empty body in the body, after refining it over and over again, the power of the origin gradually grows. There are now two forces in Yunchen's body, a wisp of Xuanhuang Qi and a small strand of Origin Power, Xuanhuang Qi does not absorb the power of Origin like absorbing Yuan Force, and the two forces coexist unrelated to each other.

The power of the origin that had been tempered was fused back to all parts of his body by Yunchen's feedback, and he repeated the whole process over and over again without distraction.

Cultivators are the most able to endure hunger, and Yunchen is now immersed in the world of cultivation, completely ignorant of all affairs in the outside world.

Seeing that Yunchen was like a statue for many days, he was bored playing with the birds. I don't know what kind of ability it has, every time it travels, it can let thousands of birds accompany it, and even there are many indigenous spirit birds with spiritual power around it.

Chasing the wind every time the birds sang and danced to follow the movement, from the mouth of a mountain woodcutter, aroused the interest and covetousness of many people, but it did not know anything, all day without heart and lungs with dense black clouds like birds flying from this mountain to that mountain.

A middle-aged scribe walked leisurely on the mountain path, and was the master of Dongfang Ming. More than a month ago, his tracking spirit worm smelled Yunchen's breath, and he followed it all the way, but after chasing it to Tailing City, there was no clue. He could only turn around and return, and after visiting his friends, when he rushed back to the sect and passed through this side, he heard the legend of the bird king that was spreading all over the place, so he decided to come and find out.

The spiritual flame naturally emitted by Chasing Wind was collected back into its body, and it landed on the top of a towering giant tree, more than a dozen spiritual realm birds of prey guarded around, and from time to time there were birds carrying mountain fruits to Chasing Wind, and all kinds of rare and exotic fruits were placed in a big tree.

Chasing the wind, a pair of golden eyes are humanely and comfortable, pecking at the mountain fruit in the mouth from time to time, and from time to time a high-pitched clear chirp, which attracts the birds around to follow the chirping.

The middle-aged scribe walked on the mountain path, listening to the chaotic chirping, secretly surprised, what made him frightened was the breath of more than a dozen birds coming out from time to time at that time, and those breaths clearly revealed that there were at least a dozen spirit birds in the spirit realm in front of him.

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged scribe still decided to go and find out, if it was really a rare treasure bird, it would also be a great achievement to return to the elders of the sect.

As the middle-aged scribe approached, Chasing the Wind suddenly felt something, but it only glanced in the direction where the middle-aged scribe was, and ignored it.

"It's definitely a spirit bird with a strong bloodline! The Bird King's words are indeed true!" The middle-aged scribe saw the chasing wind surrounded by thousands of birds on the top of the tree from a distance, and although the chasing wind did not show anything extraordinary, the middle-aged scribe immediately concluded so. I have never seen any spirit birds have such a might, thousands of birds are surrounded, and the birds of prey of different races defend together.

The middle-aged scribe hid his body and thought about how to pass this matter back to the sect and get the most out of it...... I believe that those elders in the sect will be extremely moved when they see this miraculous spirit bird.

The middle-aged scribe thought about it slightly, but Chasing the Wind was a little impatient, these days it is very comfortable to be powerful, and now there are monks secretly peeping at it for so long, Chasing the Wind probably feels uncomfortable, and a few soft cries of the birds of prey in the spiritual realm around him, and immediately two birds of prey flew towards the hiding place of the middle-aged scribe.

"It's exposed!" the middle-aged scribe was startled, pulled away and fled immediately. There was no way, there were more than a dozen Spirit Realm birds of prey opposite, and he couldn't resist them.

Compared to speed, there are several wings in the same realm. The middle-aged scribe was a long distance away from the flock of birds, and he ran first, but he was still gradually approached by two Spirit Realm birds of prey.

Once intercepted, God knows what the outcome will be? The middle-aged scribe felt two breaths rapidly approaching behind him, and he gritted his teeth, took out a piece of talisman paper and slapped it on his body. With a flash of light, his flight speed instantly increased a lot, and the distance that had been narrowed by the two Spirit Realm birds of prey suddenly opened up again.

Seeing that the person who peeped at him was far away, the little brother under his hand couldn't catch up, and the wings on Chasing Feng's body began to circulate with blazing red light, surrounded by a layer of blazing red fireworks. With a flap of his wings, he left a long fiery red trail, and in the blink of an eye, he swept past the two Spirit Realm birds of prey and rushed towards the middle-aged scribe.

As soon as the wind moved, the dense birds on the tops of the nearby trees flew out, and the flocks of birds that covered the sky and the sun flew up, and the light on the ground was a little darker.

"So fast?" The middle-aged scribe was startled when he saw the fiery red bird shadow that had suddenly surpassed him. Although the speed of the birds is indeed fast, it is not to this extent.

When the middle-aged scribe forced his body to settle down, thinking that he was going to have a fight, he turned back when he saw that he was chasing the wind.

"It's dangerous. The middle-aged scribe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know why Chasing Feng suddenly gave him up, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and left quickly.

The reason why Chasing Wind left the middle-aged scribe was because it found that a large group of monks were rushing this way, and they were not far from Yunchen's location.

"I have been looking for more than a month, but I hid here, what kind of bird king, listening to the description of those mountain and wild people, it is clearly the spirit bird next to the butcher. ”

"The Venerable Lord has issued a killing order, and the three Fatian elders are here on this trip, and today will be his death!"

There are about fifty monks in a group, and there are all Fatian, Lingjing, and Yukong. Most of them were people from the four major families, and after hearing the legend of chasing the wind, they immediately confirmed its origin, and concluded that Yunchen must be hiding here, so they came.

A group of monks were noisily hurrying along the road, when suddenly someone saw something strange in the distant sky, and he exclaimed and pointed to that side, "Look, what is that?"

The black shadows in the distant sky gathered more and more, densely like a large black cloud surging towards this side.

"It's all birds...... There are spirit birds in it!" The black clouds were surging closer, and the monks could see very clearly, they were flying birds, and there were some spirit birds in them, and the leader was a fiery red spirit bird with red light circulating on its body and flames.

"It's the spirit bird raised by the butcher, and if it is as those laymen say, it can drive ten thousand birds!" There was a spirit realm who recognized Chasing Wind at a glance, he had fought with Chasing Wind in Tailing City, although Chasing Wind's body was very different from before, but the outline had not changed much.

"Kill!" As the flock of birds approached, a Fatian monk indifferently ordered to be killed in the flock of birds first. More than ninety percent of the birds in the flock are ordinary birds, and there are very few spirit birds, and these spirit birds are at most the strength of the spirit realm, how can they resist the attack of a Fatian?

Although there were tens of thousands of birds, dozens of monks won by quality, and a large number of birds landed in their gestures. In just a moment's time, the ground was covered with a dense layer of shocking bird carcasses, some of which were not dead and fluttering weakly.

Seeing countless flying birds dying, Chasing the Wind was powerless to stop anything, and it was entangled by a Fatian monk before it burned a spirit realm and Yukong, and it couldn't get out at all. It groaned, and the ordinary birds scattered in all directions.

Seeing this scene, the Fatian monk who was fighting with Chasing Wind was secretly surprised, and he was even more surprised that Chasing Wind had been fighting with him for so long with the power of the Spirit Realm. Moreover, he also saw that Chasing Wind was still only in the form of a young bird, and he couldn't help but move in his heart, and a thought flashed through him, and he couldn't bear the killer. The Fatian monk wanted to take down the chasing wind but felt a headache at the flames on its body, and the two were at a stalemate for a while.

It didn't take much effort, and the only dozen or so Spirit Realm birds of prey left on the field were all killed, and there were even about thirty people left from the four major families, and all they lost was a dozen or so Imperial Sky and one Spirit Realm.

"Wu Lao Er, can you use it for so long to deal with a bird?" the Fatian Monk of the Jing family snorted coldly, and threw out a strange stone with a blue light in his hand and smashed it towards Chasing Wind.

Chasing the wind was gradually restrained by Fa Tian, who was called Wu Lao Er, and he was powerless to fight back, and the Jing family monk unexpectedly sneak attacked, and the blue light strange stone hit it directly through the flames outside its body. A burst of blue light exploded, and the chasing wind screamed miserably and fell headlong to the ground.

"No, no, Jing Bai, this bird is just destined for me......" Wu Lao Er glanced at Chasing Feng, who was obviously not dead on the ground, and put his mind at ease.

"Fart! This fierce bird has killed the two spirits of my family, I want to take it back to the Sun family to deal with it!" "The spirit of chasing the wind, everyone saw it, and the Fa Tian of the Sun family jumped out and wanted to catch the chasing wind.

"Hmph, I shot down this bird!" Fa Tian of the Jing family snorted coldly, blocking the one of the Sun family.

Seeing that a few people were about to be in chaos, the chasing wind on the ground let out a terrible high-pitched roar.

Not far away, Yunchen was falling into a situation of forgetting about things and me, and a certain connection touched him in the dark, and his eyes, which had been closed for more than a month, slowly opened.

"Chasing the wind?" Yunchen smelled a strong smell of blood, he stood up, opened his mouth and inhaled, the rich aura gathered towards him like a storm, and quickly transformed into pure yuan power and melted into his body, Yunchen's momentum continued to rise.

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