The so-called fairy spring looks more like an ancient octagonal well.

It's just this well, the well water is full to the well platform, and the water surface is turquoise and extremely clear.

Lin Feng stood next to the Immortal Spring, thinking back to how difficult it was for him to win the opportunity to study the Immortal Spring.

It took a lot of effort for Wolf Paw to convince the elders in the village to allow him, a foreigner, to use the fairy spring.

It is said that this fairy spring can only be used by the strongest warriors in the village, and Wolf Claw is one of them.

"Although the fairy spring is good, use it carefully. My grandfather once drowned here because he coveted the power of the fairy spring. It will warn the greedy and even take your life! Wolf Paw told Lin Feng solemnly.

It is obviously not the immortal immortal spring that Huzi said, otherwise there would not be so many old people in the village. However, it also has its own unique features. For example, the aura here was so strong that it was almost suffocating Lin Feng. And that's just what can be seen on the surface.

The universe is empty, mysterious, and the insignificance of human beings, how can they grasp and understand them one by one?

It was not the first time that Lin Feng had stood next to the Immortal Spring, every time he stood in a different position, feeling the dense aura, he was exhaling and inhaling, and his growth was two or three times that of his previous cultivation state.

It's truly a magical place!

He tried to cultivate the Biyi Xuan Sutra here, and found that both the speed and the effect had greatly improved.

Originally, it was an experimental cultivation, but as a result, Lin Feng was careless, and he stayed here for a few hours.

After practicing, not only did he not feel tired, but he felt refreshed, and he was the one in the Mud Pill Palace, and he was also called comfortable.

For a few hours here, comparable to months of cultivation in his small territory, he rammed the barrier of the eighth order of the martial artist realm more and more solidly, and could faintly touch the edge of the realm.

In fact, with his current strength and the level of alchemy, it is not difficult to break through in one fell swoop.

However, Lin Feng knew that cultivation could never be achieved overnight. He wants to take one step at a time, steadily.

What's more, he has been thinking about breaking stones recently. The Flower of Shadow Dance also thinks that it must slow down and move forward steadily. The slightest negligence will have an irreparable negative impact on future cultivation.

Lin Feng was ecstatic in his heart, thinking, "Xiao San, Xu Daniu, it would be great if they could cultivate here for a few days." Especially Xu Daniu, he is on the verge of a breakthrough, and Xianquan will definitely be able to help him. ”

After obtaining the consent of Wolf Paw and his clansmen, Lin Feng and the three of them set up a tent here, cultivating day and night without stopping.

The aura of the immortal spring really made Xu Daniu stride forward. Under Lin Feng's guidance, he successfully advanced and became a first-order martial artist in the martial master realm. This is also a good thing for Lin Feng, after all, when the people around him are strong, he can be regarded as truly powerful.

A lone branch is not spring, a hundred flowers bloom in spring.

Xu Daniu was grateful for the opportunity provided by Lin Feng, and since then he has been even more desperate.

Although Xiao San is lazy, he is also forced to speed up his pace. Although it was still far from the Martial Arts Realm, it had also reached the eighth order of the Martial Arts Realm, which had already surprised Lin Feng.

"Idol, how do I feel, after coming here, I have eaten and slept soundly, and I am full of energy?" Xiao San whispered to Lin Feng several times about this strange phenomenon.

Because of his rough life in his early years, he was deceived everywhere, and he made many enemies, so he suffered from insomnia. When I came to the fairy spring, this insomnia was cured without medicine.

In fact, Lin Feng was also aware of it.

The immortal spring seems to not only target spiritual power, but also have a lifting effect on spiritual power.

However, no matter how good Xianquan is, after all, it is someone else's family, and he also knows that he can't be insatiable.

During the more than ten days he was here, he only went out once and found him and Sun Xiaohong. It's reassuring to see that they're safe and sound.

But leaving them alone is never the same thing, and everyone being together makes him feel at ease.

In the evening, Lin Feng went to visit Wolf Paw, preparing to say goodbye to him.

He and Wolfpaw are very busy.

Lin Feng was busy improving himself and instructing the team members to cultivate. Wolf Paw is busy leading the men of the clan to hunt and protect their homeland.

But despite their busyness, the two of them still had the opportunity to get together for a drink, and their friendship grew.

Despite the late hour, in the middle of the jungle, night is synonymous with danger.

However, as the leader of the clan, Wolf Paw still led the Red Forest warriors to fight outside and never returned.

Lin Feng was bored, took a walk around the village, and met Huzi by chance. Although his brother Qinghu had an accident, and the clansmen also rejected his family, Wolf Paw was very kind to Huzi.

But even so, Lin Feng could still feel that Huzi fell into deep self-blame and sadness.

Huzi invited Lin Feng to his house as a guest, Lin Feng thought about it and agreed. This is the most sensitive and vulnerable period for a child, and he cannot let him be sad.

Qinghu's house is a simple tree house with simple furnishings. Huzi likes Brother Lin very much and does his best to entertain him.

Huzi brought Lin Feng a bowl of soil flower tea: "Brother Xiaolin, you can taste it, this is the soil flower tea roasted by my sister-in-law herself, it is very delicious." ”

"Okay, thanks!" Lin Feng took the tea bowl and rubbed his head, this kid was only five years old, but he was about to catch up with Lin Feng. Compared to the people here, Lin Feng felt like a visitor from Lilliputia.

After taking a sip, Lin Feng's taste buds exploded, as if a taste feast was held on the tip of his tongue. Sweet and sour, all gathered together to form a wonderful experience.

A stream of spiritual energy rushed straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and every pore of Lin Feng's body was screaming with joy. A hot and spicy force swirls through the body, forming a closed circuit.

There are two colors in the circuit, orange spiritual power, and clear spiritual power. They are intertwined with each other, but they do not interfere with each other, twisted together like twists, surging regularly.

The spiritual power in the dantian and the spiritual power in the mud pill palace continued to join it, and orange and green streamers burst out from him. He was bathed in this luster, and there was a faint golden glow on the edge of the streamer.

Lin Feng was very sure that at this moment, his spiritual power and spiritual power had undergone some kind of magical change.

He could almost hear his muscle fibers pulling and healing, and it was a process of rapid growth. There was also the skin, and the feeling of tightness made him suffocate for a while, but after suffocation, it was a heavy, steady, and peaceful feeling.

His physical strength and defense are skyrocketing!

The strength of spiritual power has increased by at least two percent, and the spiritual power is even more terrifying, and the strength has increased by more than seventy percent. This is almost equivalent to his strength reaching another level, but in fact, he is still the eighth order of the martial artist realm.

Although the increase in spiritual power was far inferior to spiritual power, Lin Feng knew that this was his biggest gain this time. After all, it's too difficult to improve your mental power.

Huzi was stunned, and then, with his hands folded, he knelt on the ground with a plop, and muttered something childishly.

The luster on Lin Feng's body made him feel so sacred that it could not be desecrated.

At this time, Lin Feng seemed to be in the ocean, riding the wind and waves, flying on the crest of the waves, and galloping in the storm.

Refreshing!

This feeling lasted for an unknown amount of time, and finally dissipated, Lin Feng took a deep breath, and a white mist erupted from his mouth, and it soared out like an arrow, piercing through the wall, and dissipating into the night sky.

(End of chapter)