Mortals, immortal cultivators, and powerhouses in the immortal realm, these three levels are equivalent to the sublimation of three lives.

The mortals of the Fengyun Continent, because most of them have cultivated their physical bodies, although their strength is not strong, as long as they do not have any serious illnesses, they can live to be more than a hundred years old.

And if you step into the realm of supernatural powers and become an immortal cultivator, your life will be sublimated again, and you can live to be at least two hundred years old, and some can even live to be three hundred years old.

The powerhouses of the Immortal Realm are also known as the giants of the ages, because they can all live for at least a thousand years.

The reason why the people of Fengyun Continent are desperately cultivating is not only to gain strong strength, but also to hope that they can live longer.

Wang Feng knew that he would need to practice outside often in the future, and he might not have much time to spend with his family, so he wanted to give this thousand-year-old ginseng and thousand-year-old lingzhi to his parents, so that they could step into the realm of supernatural powers and increase their longevity.

"My father and mother's qualifications are limited, and I will definitely not be able to step into the realm of immortality in this life, and I can help them step into the realm of supernatural powers, which is already the limit. Wang Feng sighed secretly in his heart.

He was thinking that maybe after a few hundred years, he would return to the Iron Blood Empire and the Great Han Kingdom again, and I was afraid that by that time, he would not be able to see a single relative and friend.

The path of cultivation is so lonely that you need to walk alone.

"Boy, it's time to refine the Golden Spirit Bead. The voice of the old tree suddenly sounded in his heart.

Wang Feng suddenly came back to his senses, he felt that Shu Lao was such a lonely person, and in their era, he was left alone, all his relatives, friends, and comrades-in-arms. All are dead.

The road of the strong can only be walked alone.

Wang Feng suddenly had a deeper understanding.

He didn't think much about it anymore, and held his breath. Begin refining the Golden Spirit Orb.

Shi Jie is dead, and the imprint he left on the Jin Lingzhu has long since passed away with the wind. Wang Feng urged the True Yuan, quickly refined it, and cultivated it into the Red Gold Hand that the Elder Shu had taught him.

"Boom!"

At the moment of refining the Golden Spirit Bead, Wang Feng's body once again erupted with a powerful aura, his power. All of a sudden, the power of nine hundred dragons increased to the power of one thousand dragons.

At this moment, Wang Feng is in strength. He has stepped into the realm of true spirits.

Moreover, with the four mid-grade supernatural powers, Wang Feng could not say that he could run rampant in the True Spirit Realm, but he was definitely the strongest among them.

"Now. If I meet Mr. Nine again. I'll definitely be able to kill him. Wang Feng stood up, his face full of confidence.

Mr. Nine is just an ordinary True Spirit Realm, and his strength is only about the power of a thousand dragons, and he does not have mid-grade supernatural powers, so he is not Wang Feng's opponent at all at this time.

However, Wang Feng also knew that if Mr. Nine was not an idiot, he would definitely not appear in front of him again.

"Senior Brother Wang. Congratulations on your great progress. Sun Yun saw Wang Feng stand up, and immediately greeted him with a smile. His eyes were full of admiration.

This time, he saw Wang Feng's strength with his own eyes, and he was able to defeat the True Spirit Realm powerhouse of the third layer of Divine Power in the second layer of Divine Power.

With such a talent, he will definitely enter the Immortal Dao Holy Land in the future and become a peerless powerhouse.

He was very glad that he was lucky enough to meet Wang Feng and get acquainted with him.

"Okay, I've already refined the Golden Spirit Bead. Wang Feng said with a smile, and then slapped Sun Yun's shoulder with a palm.

"Senior Brother Wang, ...... you" Sun Yun was startled, but he immediately felt a strong spiritual power coming from Wang Feng's palm and pouring into his body.

"Boom!" Sun Yun shouted, with the support of this spiritual power, his strength suddenly skyrocketed to the power of five hundred dragons, shaking the surrounding ground to cracks, and one towering tree after another collapsed.

"Senior Brother Wang, who are you?" Sun Yun looked at Wang Feng with some puzzlement.

Although Wang Feng infused him with strength, this infused power could last for half an hour at most, and then it would dissipate.

Because this is not a power that he has cultivated himself, it cannot be absorbed by him.

"Five hundred dragons, that's enough. Wang Feng sensed Sun Yun's strength at this time and said with a smile.

Sun Yun's face was full of doubts, but when he saw Wang Feng pointing to the medicine garden in front of him, he suddenly realized.

Although this kind of strength can only allow him to last for half an hour, it is enough for him to enter the medicine garden again and obtain a heavenly and earthly treasure.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang!" Sun Yun suddenly looked grateful.

The heavenly and earthly treasures in this medicine garden are all thousands of years, and they are of immeasurable value, and obtaining one is enough for him to step into the realm of true spirits, and if he gets another one, then his strength can be improved a lot.

This kindness is too great, coupled with Wang Feng's two life-saving graces to him before, Sun Yun no longer knows how to repay Wang Feng.

"If I can enter the Immortal Dao Holy Land to cultivate one day, I will be a follower of Senior Brother Wang, before and after the saddle. Sun Yun thought secretly.

In fact, if he really entered the Immortal Dao Holy Land, then becoming Wang Feng's follower would also be beneficial to him.

After all, following a powerful genius, when this genius grows up in the future, when he reigns over the world, his followers will also be famous all over the world, and there are many benefits.

At that moment, Sun Yun rushed into the medicine garden again.

Wang Feng also followed, his strength has increased a lot now, although the power of the formation has also increased a lot, it is enough for him to get a heavenly treasure.

About ten minutes later, Wang Feng and Sun Yun came out, and both of them got a thousand-year-old ginseng plant.

Compared with Sun Yun's happy face, Wang Feng put it away lightly, after all, for him, this thousand-year-old ginseng plant didn't have much effect.

Sun Yun did not put away the thousand-year-old ginseng this time, but began to refine this thousand-year-old ginseng strain like Wang Feng before.

After all, he now has two thousand-year-old ginseng strains, refining one strain, and another strain.

Wang Feng gave him the Dharma protector on the side, while continuing to look at the medicine garden in front of him, and sighed: "It's a pity, there are still many heavenly and earthly treasures in this medicine garden, if they are all taken out, I am afraid that all the powerhouses of the true king level will be blushing." ”

Here, Wang Feng had to admire the Jiuqu Sanren, the medicine garden he built left too much wealth for the younger generations.

As far as those five major sects were concerned, every time they opened the Nine Songs Immortal Valley, their disciples would benefit a lot.

It can be said that the Jiuqu Sanren have cultivated too many geniuses for the Iron and Blood Empire.

"Boy, when you step into the realm of the true king, coupled with the old man's guidance, you can easily crack this formation. Shu Lao said with a smile, he thought that Wang Feng was greedy for the heavenly treasures inside.

Hearing this, Wang Feng shook his head and said, "This medicine garden should stay and continue to cultivate geniuses for the Iron-Blooded Empire." ”

He felt that there were some things that could not be done, he had already obtained a lot of treasures here, and there was no need to kill them all, so that the juniors would have one less chance.

Moreover, when he stepped into the realm of the True Monarch, he would be able to go to the Immortal Dao Holy Land, and at that time, would he still be afraid that there would be no treasures to be found?

However, Wang Feng is still very interested in the inheritance of the Jiuqu San people.

At that moment, he took out the broken knife and said, "Elder Shu, how did you know that this thing was the key to the inheritance of the Jiuqu Sanren at that time?"

He admired Shu Lao very much, and when he saw a rusty broken knife, he knew that this was the key to the inheritance of the Jiuqu Sanren, and it was simply the power of an unknown prophet.

However, Shu Lao's next words made Wang Feng speechless.

"The ghost only knew that this thing was the key to the land of inheritance, and the old man let you get it because it was a treasure in itself, although it was a mutilated treasure, it was also rare. Elder Shu said.

Wang Feng was stunned: "Treasure, just this rusty broken knife, is it still a treasure?"

He had to doubt the old man's words, after all, this broken knife was already rusty, and I was afraid that even if it was still on the side of the road, no one would pick it up.

"Don't you believe it, boy, and see if you can break it. The old tree said playfully.

Wang Feng pondered slightly, he cultivated the ancient demon body, and he was a body refiner, his physical body alone was comparable to a medium-grade spiritual treasure, enough to break the medium-grade spiritual treasure with his bare hands, this rusty broken knife should not be as good as a medium-grade spiritual treasure.

Thinking about it, Wang Feng urged the Ancient Demon Body, his hands suddenly turned black, he let out a low cry, and with all his strength, he wanted to break the broken knife.

However, the broken knife was very hard, and Wang Feng's face was red, and he couldn't shake the broken knife.

"How's it going?" said the old tree's playful voice again.

Wang Feng's old face turned red, but then he snorted coldly: "I don't believe it...... Red Gold Hands!"

He urged the Divine Power Seed and cast the Red Gold Hand for the first time, this medium-grade Divine Power was very powerful, causing one of his palms to turn golden, exuding a dazzling light.

Wang Feng felt that his hands were enough to tear a powerhouse of the True Spirit Realm to pieces, could he still have a rusty broken knife?

"Boom!"

The broken knife was attacked by the red gold hand, but it only sprinkled a few rusts, and it still couldn't shake it.

"How is that possible!" Wang Feng suddenly exclaimed, staring at the intact broken knife in his hand with a face full of disbelief.

You know, he now has the power of a thousand dragons, and he has also used medium-grade magical powers. This terrifying power is enough to destroy a mountain, and it can't even shake a rusty broken knife.

"Elder Shu, what the hell is this, so hard?" Wang Feng couldn't help but ask curiously.

"This is a broken treasure, made of a variety of treasures, and what is even more rare is that there is a trace of Nine Heavens Dark Iron in it, which is why it is so hard. Elder Shu said.

"What! Nine Heavens Xuantie!" Wang Feng's face was shocked when he heard this.

He had heard Elder Shu say that the Nine Heavens Dark Iron was the hardest dark iron in the world, and it was the top refining material in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it could even create immortal weapons.

Of course, in this broken treasure, there was only a trace of Nine Heavens Dark Iron.

But even that was enough to enhance the quality of the artifact and make it incomparably harder.

"It's really a treasure, just by virtue of its hardness, it's much stronger than some high-grade spirit treasures. Wang Feng suddenly rubbed the broken knife excitedly, and his eyes were full of small stars. (To be continued......)