"He's cracked stronger than me!" Feng Zhiping turned around and ran, saying so on his lips, but he didn't feel good in his heart, first, he felt that he was really sorry for his ancestors, and secondly, he was ashamed that he couldn't work hard at home, and he was very careful, but in the end he still didn't control it well.

"Okay, I'll fulfill you, if you don't let your butt crack the three-petal Lao Tzu today, you won't be surnamed Feng!" Feng Moxiu chased angrily, even if he suppressed his strength, it was impossible for him to let Feng Zhiping run out of the hole he opened with his own hands.

But Feng Zhiping didn't want to run from there at all, and when he saw Feng Mo Xiuying rushing over, he turned around and squatted down to stop the momentum, and then kicked straight to the window, which was his real goal.

Feng Moxiu was so emotional that he rushed too violently, and he was deceived by him, and when he staggered, he reached out and grabbed it, only tearing off a corner of his clothes.

was fooled twice in a row, and Feng Moxiu didn't care about any agreement on the evil fire, and let go of restraint and grabbed Feng Zhiping.

Feng Zhiping rushed to the window and was about to hit out, when he suddenly found that the surroundings were covered with sword qi, which was no longer as difficult to see to the naked eye as before, and each sword qi condensed into a red entity, exuding an astonishing heat, the sweat on his body dried up instantly, and his skin was tense and there was a dull pain of cracking.

"Run, run, run, run, try!" Feng Moxiu gritted his teeth and smiled.

Feng Zhiping froze in place, not daring to move, and slowly turned around and said helplessly: "Old man, you are Laipi, this is not what we said." ”

Feng Moxiu angrily raised the spirit card: "The old ancestors are all cracked, and I still keep the contract with you?" Hurry up, pout your ass, don't let Lao Tzu be rough!"

Feng Zhiping didn't do it, he stiffened his neck and shouted: "Come less! The tablet of the ancestor was broken by you, not me, it was fine when I threw it, but it was only because you used too much force to crack it! Besides, it was you who promised to make a move, it's normal to be a little injured by a trick, and it's not hurting someone, just go back and find a good craftsman to repair it!"

Feng Moxiu almost ran out of breath with a mouthful of old blood, covered his ribs and shouted: "Do you talk like this, are you talking about human words? Xiu Xiu, is this a matter of cultivation? Lao Tzu promised to let you use the old ancestor as a sword? You are going to be angry with me! Don't pout, right? Okay, Lao Tzu will come by himself!"

As Feng Moxiu's mind moved, the fiery red sword qi suddenly activated, as if to poke Feng Zhiping into a pile of minced meat.

Feng Zhiping knew that he would not die, but unlike sitting still, the ghost knew how heavy the old man's attack would be, he had a lot of things to do, but he didn't want to lie down for a long time and not get out of bed.

So, he moved, his naked eye and spiritual sense quickly discerned the successive momentum, his body danced wildly in the overwhelming rain of swords, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't let a sword qi touch his body!

The sword qi missed, but the fire qi could not be avoided, and in the scorching heat, the ends of his eyebrows became a little zoom and curl, and the clothes on his body also exuded a mushy smell.

The tyrannical fire continued to gnaw at the protective body and tried to invade the body, and the sword species that felt the threat reached a long-lost agreement with his will, while mobilizing the Yuan Force to firmly protect the dantian, while releasing new Yuan Force to fill the emptiness of the Qi Sea.

However, without the treasure blade in hand, it is not a long-term solution to only go out and not enter, no matter how much the sword type "inventory" is, it can't withstand this level of consumption, and after ten breaths, it finally reaches the limit, and no new yuan force is generated, and the sea of qi is scarce at an alarming speed.

The internal force was insufficient, the tug-of-war on the surface of the body ended quickly, the scorching fire aura quickly penetrated into the flesh and blood and entered the meridians, and the Yuan Force couldn't resist the defeat and retreat, and was infected and corroded little by little, constantly approaching the dantian.

This is not the fire aura of nature, but the completely controlled fire aura cultivated by Feng Mo Xiu and bearing his mark, so he did not go on a rampage, but marched towards the sea of qi in unison according to his will.

Yes, Feng Moxiu did it on purpose.

The ancestor spirit card was damaged, he was angry, but not so angry that he hit his son with a heavy hand, as Feng Zhiping said, the spirit position is just a dead thing, and it is the sustenance of the living to remember the deceased.

With the importance of Feng Zhiping in his heart, not to mention a few cracks, even if he smashed the ancestral hall, he would scold two sentences to get angry, at most two light hits would be over, and he would never be heavy-handed, but it was also for this reason that he had to figure out one thing - what the sword was.

Feng Zhiping said that the sword seed was given by the immortals, which was beneficial and harmless, and he believed it, but he didn't believe it.

The sword seed did cure Feng Zhiping's heavenly remnant, and also gave him an extra shortcut that others did not have, and his cultivation was unheard of for thousands of years, and it seemed that there were benefits and no harm, but the more this was the case, the more worried Feng Moxiu became.

He knows very well that there is no such thing in the world that only has benefits and no disadvantages, the way of heaven is divided into yin and yang, and all things are born because of the way of heaven and turn in response to the way of heaven, and it is impossible to violate the principles of heaven There is only one-sidedness, even if the treasures of immortals and immortals.

It seems harmless does not mean that it is really harmless, the greater the benefit of the sword species, there must be the same hidden dangers, he doesn't want to wait for the day when the backlash appears, he must help his son find out the hidden dangers in advance, solve them, and at least know if he can't solve them, and think about delaying the outbreak in advance.

This idea didn't just come to him today, he had the idea when he learned about the existence of the sword species, and tried several times in different methods, but the result was nothing, and he couldn't even perceive the existence of the sword species.

On the way home, he observed all the way, and saw that Feng Zhi was safe and sound, so he pressed his worries, thinking about the future slowly thinking of temptation, for which he even decided to return to Beijing at the end of the year, in the name of visiting the old emperor, go to the palace to see if he can find some clues, and then go to the Qiankun Pavilion to let those "black-hearted" slaughter a knife.

But tonight, he was surprised to see Feng Zhiping refining the "god", and he found that he couldn't wait, and the time was not as abundant as he thought.

It's not that Feng Zhiping is not good at refining "gods", if Feng Zhiping is in the late stage of Shenzang, even if he is in the middle stage of Shenzang who has not yet let the treasure blade recognize the master, he will not say much, he will only be happy, but Feng Zhiping is not, Feng Zhiping is just a late-level congenital who has just entered the spiritual consciousness period, and no matter how high his combat effectiveness is, he can't hide the fact that he is in the realm of cultivation.

Being able to start cultivating spiritual power early in the spiritual consciousness period looks very good and powerful on the surface, and it is a feat to break the routine and create a precedent, but is the precedent so easy to create?

Today's cultivation method is how many ancestors have stepped out step by step with blood and life, and how many heroes have been buried from its establishment to the rules, and only then have they found this relatively safe and secure way to promotion. Now today, the sect is full of flowers, and there are countless large and small Dao systems, but no matter how many there are, no one dares to say that they have deviated from this track.

This is the right path, the path of practice that the whole world follows, and it is not that no one wants to break the routine and find another way, but those people are dead, and they have repeatedly proved one thing with their bones - the right path can have branches, but it must not be separated.

Feng Zhiping is smart, but no matter how smart he is, can he compare to those martyrs?

Don't say he can't, even if he can seal Mo Xiu, he won't allow it.

The further back you go on the path of cultivation, the more difficult and dangerous it becomes, and there are a large number of people on the righteous path who fall to their deaths and find another way to create a completely different new path?

That's looking for death!

There is no shortage of people looking for death in the world, who loves to die and who dies, Feng Moxiu can't care about it and doesn't bother to care, he only cares about his son, and never allows his baby son to lean on the road to death, even if it is an immortal who guides the way!

It's not about courage, courage is something that only the living have, and when a person dies, all that is left is remembrance, and the courage or discouragement that gives him remembrance.

And he could see that Feng Zhiping had no intention of being a pioneer at all, and this kid didn't even know what he had done.

If he is interested in cultivating, then Feng Zhiping must know how to use the power of "God", and he will not throw those spirit cards with his hands, but directly launch them with the Yuan Power released by the fusion of spiritual thoughts, which is the "Imperial Sword Technique" as the saying goes.

His internal power should not be what it is now, but should or have the quality of "spiritual power".

Spiritual power is the power of the tangible period and the martial soul realm, because it is infinitely close to the most primitive and natural spiritual power of heaven and earth contained in the spiritual material of the spiritual weapon, and the reason why the tangible period and the martial soul masters can quickly mobilize the huge power of heaven and earth is precisely because they can be highly integrated with the spiritual power of each other through the inseparable strength of the treasure blade itself, and use the treasure blade as a link to communicate all the spiritual energy around them to the greatest extent, and use the spiritual thought to drive it for their own use.

Spiritual thought is the sublimation of spiritual consciousness, and it is the key to the transformation of Yuan Li into spiritual power.

When the spiritual power is strong and condensed to the point that it is similar to the internal force between the virtual and the real but can directly affect the physical object, which is commonly known as the "mental power", the spiritual consciousness will be sublimated into spiritual thoughts, and it will no longer be "harmless" as before, and can be used directly as a means of attack.

Spiritual thoughts appear before spiritual power, generally in the early stage of form, and individual talents can be cultivated at the end of the Shenzang, but without exception after the cultivation of the natal divine soldiers, because they are closely related, so spiritual thoughts are also called the "harbingers" and "characteristics" of spiritual power - people with spiritual thoughts may not have spiritual power, but people with spiritual thoughts can definitely cultivate spiritual power, and it is not far from the beginning of transformation.

But Feng Zhiping didn't.

Feng Moxiu observed very carefully, whether it was spiritual sense or internal force, Feng Zhiping was born with a spiritual sense, although his spiritual power was strong, he did not have the consciousness of active condensation, coupled with the rude way of refining "gods" that was almost suicidal, he was very sure that Feng Zhiping didn't know what he was doing at all, and all the dangerous moves were probably completed under the secret guidance of the sword species!

Let's ask, can a person who breaks into Daoshan Mountain with his eyes closed reach the top safely?

The answer is obvious!

Luck will come once or twice, but it will never be there forever, God is not so kind!

Fortunately, Feng Zhiping was temporarily unharmed, and through Fang Cai's temptation, the sword species should not affect his subjective consciousness, and the impact may only be limited to the unconscious instinctive reaction when cultivating, but this is only for now.

No one dared to guarantee that the influence would not expand, and Feng Moxiu didn't know if his precious son would be replaced by a "seed" in the future.

So, he was in a hurry.

Since gentle methods can't get results, then force them out!

The first sneak attack was just now, and I thought I could find something, but who knew that Feng Zhiping actually broke free from the restraints by himself, and forced all the fire qi out of his body, so this time he stepped up his efforts, no longer imperceptibly and slowly penetrated, but directly forced the fire spiritual power into Feng Zhiping's body, quickly occupying the main meridians until he invaded the sea of qi!

This method is more intense and has a lot of danger, but Feng Moxiu is confident that he can control it, even if he really gets out of control and hurts Feng Zhiping, as long as he can force the sword to appear, it will be worth it.

Compared to the potential danger of the dove occupying the magpie's nest, what is a small injury?

At present, it seems that the effect is good, Feng Zhiping's internal force is far inferior to him in terms of quality and quantity, and his spiritual power has been forced to the outside of the dantian, and he is only one kick away from breaking through the defense line.

But with this kick, he couldn't kick it in.

"Is this the power of the sword species?" Feng Moxiu felt the great resistance in the dantian, and muttered in admiration, "It is worthy of being a treasure of the immortal family, with Ping'er's cultivation, he can help him support him to this extent, amazing, really powerful!"

After Feng Moxiu finished speaking, his eyes were entangled, Shaoqing's eyes flashed and he made up his mind, and the corners of his mouth pursed slightly.

"What about immortals, all those who threaten my son are all enemies of Lao Tzu! I can't fight the immortal himself, and I can't help a mere immortal treasure? It's just that I don't want to hurt Ping'er. It's not okay to be ruthless now, and it shouldn't hurt too much to protect Dantian Ping'er later, no matter what, I want to see what kind of thing you are!"

As soon as his mind moved, the fiery red sword qi entangled around Feng Zhiping suddenly became a little hotter, and the nearby walls were covered with a layer of scorching color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the colorless glass with high transparency on the window was a little muddy, showing signs of melting.

Thanks to Feng Moxiu's good control, the high temperature was confined to a small area, otherwise the entire ancestral hall would have burned up a long time ago.

Feng Zhiping wished that the ancestral hall could be burned down and let people outside see it, so that someone could rush to stop his crazy old man.

He was already struggling to support him, and he was on the verge of collapse after the temperature rose again, his vision became more and more blurred, and everything was distorted, and his spiritual sense was suppressed by the more powerful spiritual thoughts, and his limited vision made it more and more difficult for him to dodge, and he was able to dodge because he had a solid foundation and reacted quickly enough, but the most important thing was that Feng Moxiu did not kill him.

"Old man, that's enough, I'll admit defeat! Stop, stop, I'm going to get cooked!"

Feng Zhiping finally couldn't help but beg for mercy, he would rather be beaten to death than suffer this living crime now, he hated why it was a big summer now.

Feng Moxiu smiled and said lightly: "It's late, I'll let you see what your father's anger is today." Boy, take it, if you can survive, the matter of the ancestral hall will be written off. ”

As soon as the words fell, a sword qi that was obviously crooked suddenly turned and went straight to Feng Zhiping's chest.

Feng Zhiping's hair stood on end, instinctively sensing the crisis before his vision, and in the blink of an eye, the sword qi entered the range of spiritual consciousness, and after he saw it thoroughly, his heart fell to the bottom of the ice, and there was only one thought left in his blank mind.

The old man is really crazy, come to the real thing!

He's going to kill me!