After a while, the crowd was gone, and outside the Scripture Pavilion, there were only three or four lonely people left.

Chen Feng turned around and bowed solemnly to the rosacea-nosed old man: "Thank you seniors for your rescue!"

"Hehe, I said, I saved you for a reason, don't be busy thanking you first!" The rosacea old man waved his hand, and the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion opened: "Come in, I have something to say to you!"

As he spoke, the old man slowly walked into the Scripture Pavilion.

"Chen Feng, today's incident is too big, I have to clean up the mess. Bai Rushi looked at Chen Feng and pretended to smile easily.

Chen Feng knew that under Bai Rushi's apparent calm, there must be a huge distress. After all, this time it was too big a fuss, and it was beyond the control of him, the son of the owner. In order to prevent civil strife in Baiyun Villa, Bai Rushi must move around actively.

Glancing at Bai Rushi gratefully, Chen Feng smiled and said, "Brother Bai will go first, if you need my Chen Feng's help with something, just ask!"

Bai Rushi nodded, and then flew away.

Chen Feng did not hesitate, and immediately walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Bang-" The door slammed shut.

Every few steps, Chen Feng saw the rosacea-nosed old man, only to see him leaning on the back of his chair, looking at Chen Feng eagerly.

"Uh...... Senior ......" Chen Feng called softly. The rosacea-nosed old man's gaze at him made Chen Feng feel uncomfortable.

"Hehe, don't be restrained!" the old man smiled, and with a wave of his hand, a chair slid behind Chen Feng: "Sit down and talk!"

Chen Feng sat down slightly apprehensively.

"It's strange why I want to save you?" came the old man's voice faintly.

"Yes, Chen Feng knows that he has no intersection with his predecessors, and he is indeed a little puzzled by the rescue of his predecessors. Chen Feng replied honestly. In the fairy world, don't think that there are righteous and promising things everywhere, and no one will help you do anything without certain interests.

"You're wrong!" the rosacea old man shook his head and said with a smile: "I stayed incognito in this Baiyun Mountain Villa, in fact, just to wait for your arrival!"

Chen Feng's eyes moved, and he quietly looked at the old man with rosacea.

"Don't be surprised, you and I really didn't cross paths before, and even, I didn't know that there was such a person as you!" Rosacea talked eloquently, and his voice was full of playfulness: "I saved you just because I fell in love with you because of the old man." ”

Chen Feng suddenly became nervous, and subconsciously stood up from his chair. Could this old man have a special fetish?

"Hey, where do you want to go!" rosacea looked at Chen Feng angrily, with a warm anger on his face: "I'm a normal man!"

"Ha......" Chen Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I'll tell you the truth, I have a crush on you just because you have what I've been looking for!" said the rosacea-nosed man lightly.

Chen Feng's mood became tense again, and this time, he looked at the rosacea old man with vigilance.

This person is a strong immortal, if he really doesn't do anything and kills people to grab treasures, Chen Feng really doesn't have much confidence to escape. Seeing the strength of the Heavenly Immortal powerhouse, Chen Feng knew that if the rosacea old man really wanted to deal with him, he wouldn't even have time to hide in the Heavenly Pill Immortal Mansion.

"Hehe, don't be nervous!" The rosacea old man waved his hand, and his face showed a solemnity: "Chen Feng, don't you think you are very special?"

Special?

Chen Feng's heart sank. There are indeed too many special things about him. The Heavenly Pill Immortal Mansion, the Dragon Desire Xuanhuang Sutra, and the fusion of multiple energies, these are all things that ordinary people can only get in legends.

"What do you mean, senior?" Chen Feng looked at rosacea in confusion.

"What did you rely on to be able to predict and dodge the Bone Eater Needle before?" the rosacea-nosed old man said lightly.

Chen Feng suddenly realized, it turned out that rosacea referred to his prophetic ability that suddenly appeared after entering the immortal realm.

"It seems that you also know what you are capable of. The rosacea old man walked up to Chen Feng and slowly put his palm on Chen Feng's eyebrows.

"Appreciate it carefully!" The old man's words sounded faintly, and Chen Feng only felt a gentle force enter his sea of consciousness along the palm of the rosacea-nosed old man.

"This power is what we call the spirits. It is the sublimation of the will. Now, you have gathered the immortal stones together and slowly moved in the direction of the flow of my power. ”

Chen Feng thought about it, simply sank his mind, and controlled the immortal consciousness according to the old man's words.

Then, a strange phenomenon happened. When Chen Feng's immortal consciousness slowly operated according to the route of the old man's power, a wave of enlightenment arose.

This kind of enlightenment is extremely mysterious, and it is inexplicable, but it makes Chen Feng realize that his immortal consciousness seems to be different from ordinary people.

Then, he "looked" into the depths of the sea of knowledge, and there was a point of light the size of a soybean. The point of light was silently suspended in mid-air, emitting a faint halo.

In the halo, there seemed to be a green shadow, extremely vague but familiar.

"Is that a green coat?" Chen Feng trembled in his heart. Isn't that feeling of déjà vu exactly what Green Clothes made him? Could it be that Green Clothes is sleeping in this point of light?

"See, this is your spirit!" The rosacea-nosed old man's voice echoed in Chen Feng's sea of knowledge: "The spirit god is the sublimation of will. The spirit god is extremely special, and there may not be a single monk with a spirit god among hundreds of millions of monks!"

As he spoke, the old man's strength contracted like a tide, and he suddenly withdrew from Chen Feng's sea of knowledge.

In an instant, the scene in Chen Feng's sea of consciousness dimmed, and Chen Feng's consciousness instantly returned to the outside world.

At this moment, Chen Feng felt a sense of loss in his heart, and he didn't know if it was from the spirit god or the green clothes sleeping in the spirit god.

"Senior, what is the effect of this spirit god being so rare?" Chen Feng frowned and asked towards rosacea.

"The usefulness of the spirit can be described as extremely complicated. To put it simply, to have a spirit is to have the foundation of a spirit to heaven. Rosacea's words were extremely deep, but they also revealed a faint excitement.

"Spirits through the sky?" Chen Feng chewed on this word repeatedly, and a wave of enlightenment rose spontaneously.

"The ancients often said that the gods can reach the heavens, referring to the spirit gods. People who possess spiritual spirits have far more cultivation of divine souls than ordinary people. While others practice penance for a year, those who possess spiritual spirits may only need one day of penance to reach the progress of ordinary people. Can you figure out the gap?"

"The spirit god is so perverted!" Chen Feng was slightly stunned in his heart, and then asked again: "But why, I never felt the breath of the spirit god before I ascended?"

"The spirit is ethereal, and no one knows how it came about. Some people are born with spiritual gods, but some people are acquired to form spiritual gods. ”

"As for you, I think it should be an acquired spirit. Although this kind of spirit god is not as advantageous as the innate spirit god, it is also extraordinary. ”

"Chen Feng, are you willing to join my Holy Sect and inherit the inheritance of my Holy Sect?" the rosacea-nosed old man looked at Chen Feng solemnly and said in a sonorous voice.