Chapter 41: Do You Need a Mount?
"Well, do you need a mount?" said the raven, something that overwhelmed the cold wind.
"Are you?" Han Feng didn't know why, why did the crow who was about to kill him aggressively just now, why did he suddenly come to this sentence.
"Yes, I'm willing to be your mount. The crow replied sincerely, for fear that the cold wind would reject him.
"What strength do you have?" Han Feng didn't care what tricks he played, as long as he made his own mount, he wouldn't be able to roll over the big waves.
"According to the division of your human beings, I am a fifth-order Danling, but as long as I leave here, my strength can be rapidly improved. The raven seduced, knowing that humans love powerful mounts.
"Then why are you my mount?"
"I've been here for 100,000 years, but I've only met you, so I want you to get me out, and in return, I'm willing to be your mount. ”
"Well, you can think about it. Han Feng thought that if he had this demon beast mount of the same era as the Tian Yuan Great God, it would also be a very good thing. "What if you regret it after I save you, I'm not your opponent now. ”
"Before you get me out, I can hand over the soul mark as my sincerity. The crow reassured another concern about the cold wind.
As long as the monks have the soul mark of the demon beast, they can decide their life and death, so in this case, it is safer for the cold wind. "Deal, let's talk about how I can get you out. ”
When the crow heard that the cold wind had promised him, he secretly rejoiced in his heart, his path had gone beyond the scope of the three-dimensional realm. "You just need to clear these six pillars of light, and I'll be able to get out. ”
After the cold wind collected the crow's soul mark, he pulled out the dragon's tooth and blasted towards the pillar of light in a single hole.
However, when the Dongtian Sword Qi touched the pillar of light, it instantly rebounded back and stabbed at the cold wind, and the power of the Dongtian that rebounded back was also blessed even stronger, and the cold wind was blasted far away by his own Dongtian, and blood also overflowed from his mouth.
The Great God of Tian Yuan really did it, he set up the Nether Array 100,000 years ago, and the power was still so terrifying.
"Stupid, you can't do it, you have to find a way to get rid of this formation. The crow aired.
"Miscellaneous chicken, if you didn't say it earlier, you almost killed me. "The cold wind is also angry and screams.
“...... My name is the Blood Emperor...... It's not called a miscellaneous chicken. The crow said very aggrievedly.
Seeing the crow's aggrieved appearance, Han Feng didn't have a good seizure, so he came to the pillar of light again, slowly sensed its surname, and found that these pillars of light were composed of very pure spiritual energy.
With his right hand, he lifted the Soul Shifting Immortal Recipe and touched it towards the pillar of light, and used the Soul Shifting Immortal Recipe to dissolve the spiritual energy in this pillar of light.
The Soul Shifting Immortal Jue once again brought a shock to the cold wind, and the light pillar that the Soul Shifting Immortal Jue first touched became a little dimer, and at the same time, the spiritual power dissolved from the light pillar was very pure, even purer than the spiritual power in the high-grade spirit stone.
The seven spiritual spirits in the body also absorb such pure spiritual power very quickly, which has a very great benefit to the cultivation of the cold wind, and can increase the speed of the cold wind cultivation.
After a few hours, the pillar of light not only dimmed, but also became smaller. The cold wind and the crow believed that in the long run, the six pillars of light would be consumed.
"Thank you, host. The crow was already dancing there gratefully, though it looked like a crow was dancing.
"Hehe, Blood Emperor, it won't be long before you can escape from this place, and then we will soar into the cultivation world together!" Han Feng said with a smile, he no longer called the Crow Miscellaneous Chicken, why bother to give him a basin of cold water when the Blood Emperor was the happiest.
When Han Feng returned to Muju again, Zi Nuo was still practicing, and Han Feng sat quietly not far away, carefully looking at the girl in front of him.
Remembering that time when she hunted the Escape Beast in Xiaxing County, she was the one who helped her clean up the Escape Beast, and now she thinks of her reaction at that time, she should have recognized herself, but she didn't remember her at that time.
She and Lingyue obviously knew their past, Lingyue didn't recognize her at all, and Zinuo didn't want to mention the past to herself, which made him even more curious about his past.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and Xiao actually cultivated to the Yuan Body Triple Heaven, which surprised Han Feng and Zi Nuo, they didn't expect Xiao Xiu's talent to be so high. If this is placed on the mainland, no matter where the cultivation is located, it can be called an immortal genius.
Han Feng also told him that as long as Xiao entered the Yuan Qi realm before they left, Han Feng would pass on his own nine-style sword technique.
Zinuo didn't understand why Hanfeng wasn't in a hurry to leave this place, but she was also very happy to stay on the island, because then she could be with him, and if she returned to the mainland, the two might have to separate.
For ten days, the cold wind would enter the inner world of the Immortal Island every night, refining the pillar of light that sealed the Blood Emperor, and the pillar of light that was refined by the cold wind had shrunk by one-third. In this way, it would take half a year to completely refine six.
At the same time, while refining the pillar of light, Cold Wind's cultivation was also advancing by leaps and bounds, and only one-third of the pillar of light made Cold Wind faintly feel that he was about to break through the Nine Heavens of the Yuan Spirit.
In the past ten days, the Blood Emperor has also said many things that shocked Han Feng.
The Blood Emperor used to be an existence that surpassed the ninth order of the Dan Spirit, and was not a creature of the original star, but from another life star.
This is the first time that Cold Wind has heard that there are life beyond the original star, and they are all very powerful, and the world in the eyes of the Blood Emperor has surpassed Cold Wind's imagination.
Because the Blood Emperor was defeated at the hands of the Tianyuan Great God, he abolished his cultivation and sealed it here. However, Tian Yuan was also seriously injured and fled from the original star.
In this sealing array, he couldn't practice, but despite this, he still reached the fifth order of Danling, which shows his metamorphosis.
The Blood Emperor also told Cold Wind that the world they existed in only belonged to a corner of the Heaven called the Three Elements Realm.
The Three Element Realm Heavens are collectively known as one great world, and the Primordial Star is only a part of this world, and it is the lowest existence.
Within the great world of the Three Elements Heaven, there are three thousand small worlds, each of which has the presence of the Holy Spirit. The Primordial Star is only an inconspicuous living star in these three thousand small worlds, and the creatures of other worlds in the lower worlds disdain to set foot here.
The Blood Emperor and the Tianyuan Great God are both terrifying existences in the Three-Element Realm, and the Blood Emperor claims to be rampant in the Three-Element Realm, smelling and retreating, and seeing the cold.
As for the Tian Yuan Great God, he was a genius disciple of a top cultivator in the Three Yuan Realm Heavens, and he was famous in the Three Yuan Realm Heavens for a hundred years.
The shock to the cold wind made him wonder if he was hallucinating, which was beyond his imagination.
If the world is really as described by the Blood Emperor, then the Nine Great Immortal Kings who broke through the sky of the Primordial Star are just jumping out of the Primordial Star, not really becoming immortals, and the cultivation path that all the monks of the Primordial Star yearn for is just a dream.
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