The spiritual power in the purple bamboo cold pool is getting stronger and stronger, only to see the mist and the curling spiritual power rises, with an icy chill, it is obviously the scorching sun, but there are ice edges in the purple bamboo cold pool, which is condensed by the rich spiritual power.

The ice and snow were crystal clear, incomparably clear, and wisps of mist rose from it, curling and curling, and the cold emitted dissipated all around. Lin Feng's hand knotted a strange handprint, and the spiritual power mist of the cold pool poured into his mouth and nose, with a piercing chill, but the spiritual power in his body became more and more surging because of this.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, I'm afraid this is the reason why it is called the Purple Bamboo Cold Pool. The spiritual power is extremely cold, but the spiritual power that pours into the body can be assimilated with the spiritual power in the body, making one's spiritual power more and more pure.

Lin Feng stood up, and in the past two days of cultivation, all the injuries in his body had recovered, which may not have been so fast, but because of Lin Feng's extraordinary physique and the rich spiritual power of Zizhu Hantan, this time was shortened indefinitely, so it only took two days to complete the recovery of the previous injuries.

In the past two days, although the trail under the top of the mountain has constantly heard the sound of battle, no one has successfully broken through the barrier of the foundation building monk to the top of this purple bamboo mountain like Lin Feng with the cultivation of the Nine Levels of Qi Extraction, which also shows the horror of Lin Feng's talent.

Today is the last day, and the sound from the path is even worse than the previous two days, but there are still no monks who have broken into the top of Zizhu Mountain, and because of Zhao Fei's death, there are actually only four people in the six places in this Zizhu Hantan this year, and there may even be only three people in the past, but this year there is a freak like Lin Feng.

On the top of the purple bamboo mountain, the purple bamboo is surrounded by a hundred zhang high, the branches are swaying, there are fine purple veins condensed and born, the rich spiritual power overflows from the purple bamboo cold pool to the surroundings, and the roar of the demon beast sounds, obviously this rich spiritual power also has a fatal temptation for those demon beasts.

However, not long after the roar of these beasts sounded, from the square path below the top of the mountain, there was a heavy momentum like a mountain, which was the Linghai monk guarding there. The Purple Bamboo Cold Pool, which is held every ten years, condenses strange spiritual power, not only for the Terran monks to draw qi and build a foundation, but also for those demon beasts.

However, the four major forces of Tianfeng County will all send the Spirit Sea Elders to garrison a key road to block those rampaging demon beasts, so that the disciples in the Purple Bamboo Cold Pool can rest assured that they can absorb the spiritual power in the Purple Bamboo Cold Pool and cast a Dao foundation.

Although this year, because of Zhao Fei's life and death, Wanbao Pavilion and the Red Wolf Gang almost went to war and withdrew all the monks from Zizhu Mountain, but now that the spiritual power of the Zizhu Cold Pool is condensed, the Linghai elders of the two forces still consciously come over and guard the passage, after all, this is an unwritten rule among the four major forces.

Although the spiritual power of the Purple Bamboo Cold Pool has a fatal temptation for those demon beasts, but as the four mountain-like momentum permeates this Purple Bamboo Mountain, the roars of those beasts gradually fade and gradually retreat, even if the spiritual intelligence of these demon beasts is low, they can also feel the oppression of themselves in these four momentums, which is the shock of the life level.

The spiritual power in the Purple Bamboo Cold Pool has been opened since it was opened, and it will be condensed in ten days, and it will dissipate in ten days, but this strange place that condenses the Dao Ji will return to calm in ten years, but after ten years, the spiritual power will be diluted, and the strange will be restored here.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with essence, and he could feel the abundance of spiritual power in this purple bamboo cold pool, but compared to ordinary spiritual power, this spiritual power was full of this cold meaning, cold and piercing, and every time he absorbed it, it was like walking in an iceberg for ten thousand years, stimulating his body's spiritual veins.

However, Lin Feng also discovered the strangeness of these spiritual powers, even if he only absorbed a wisp of cold spiritual energy, when refining it, the spiritual power emitted was far beyond the ordinary, but the spiritual power absorbed in a moment was far beyond the ordinary days.

As the spiritual power of Zizhu Hantan overflowed, for example, Wan Zitong and the three of them obviously received the advice of their elders, and they sat cross-legged at the moment, and with strange gestures in their hands, it could be seen that the spiritual power atomized into wisps and poured into the mouths and noses of the three of them, falling into cultivation.

However, the three of them only absorbed for a moment, then stopped absorbing, used the spiritual power in their bodies to refine those spiritual power mist, and then began to absorb that spiritual power mist in their bodies again.

"What else are you looking at? Absorb it quickly! The spiritual power of this purple bamboo cold pool is only ten days, and after ten days, these spiritual powers will collapse, and the more spiritual power you absorb in these ten days, the greater the possibility of condensing and perfecting the foundation. Wan Zitong sat cross-legged not far from Lin Feng, and when he saw that Lin Feng was still looking at them, he couldn't help but remind.

"Zitong, why do you stop after absorbing it for a while?" At this time, Lin Feng heard Wan Zitong speak, and he just solved the doubts in his heart at the moment.

"Because the spiritual power of this Purple Bamboo Cold Pool is extremely cold, our current strength has caused the Nine Folds, and if we absorb a large amount of spiritual power and fail to refine it, then we will damage our spiritual veins, and the gains outweigh the losses for us. Hearing Lin Feng's inquiry, Wan Zitong had puzzlement on his face, but thinking that Lin Feng was just a child of the Xuanfeng City's family, he was relieved not to understand the situation.

Hearing Wan Zitong's explanation, Lin Feng sat cross-legged, his hand knotted a strange handprint, and between the slight undulations of his chest, wisps of spiritual power poured into Lin Feng's mouth and nose, scattering into his limbs and hundreds of remains. After Wan Zitong saw Lin Feng begin to absorb spiritual power, he closed his eyes again and began to absorb spiritual power.

Wisps of cold spiritual power mist poured into Lin Feng's body, and then was refined by the spiritual power in his body, turning into streams of pure red-gold spiritual power. Compared to Wan Zitong, Lin Feng didn't need to stop at all, the cold spiritual power mist would be refined by the spiritual fire in his spiritual power when it poured into his body, so it was impossible for the consequences that might damage the meridians to appear on Lin Feng's body.

The spiritual power in Lin Feng's body was constantly burning, and the red-golden spiritual power was becoming more and more brilliant, like the magma flowing in Lin Feng's body, other people's spiritual power was all mist, even if it was a person with deep heritage, it was just a drop of water, but in Lin Feng, it was like viscous magma.

Because Lin Feng cultivated the Eight or Nine Secret Techniques, the first thing in his cultivation was to use the sun spiritual fire mixed with spiritual power to burn his meridians, which caused his spiritual veins to not only be tough and broad, but also the spiritual fire was integrated into his spiritual power, refining his spiritual power all the time, so he had spiritual power as viscous as magma now.

However, after a while, Lin Feng felt that the spiritual power mist in his body he had inhaled could not keep up with the speed of refining, and he couldn't help but increase the strength of running the Great Grade Heavenly Immortal Technique, only to see that there was a faint roaring sound in Lin Feng's body, and there was a cyclone around Lin Feng, and the spiritual power mist like a stream of water was surging towards Lin Feng.

Such a vision also attracted the attention of Wan Zitong and the others, and they opened their eyes one after another, looking at Lin Feng with an unbelievable look on their faces, but thinking that Lin Feng was the only Qi Ninefold Cultivator who had passed the test this year, the expression on his face eased slightly.

"Isn't it necessary to refine that cold intent?" The three of them had doubts on their faces, but at this time, the three of them felt the scorching heat emanating from Lin Feng's body, and that cold intent poured into Lin Feng's body and was refined.

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