Chapter Twenty-Four: The Duel in Front of the Gate
Xiao Feng, who returned to the cave mansion, immediately began to cultivate, and he was ready to break through his current cultivation.
Before, he was ready to break through the cultivation, but unfortunately the sudden beast tide made him delay again and again, and now he can finally settle down, and breaking through the cultivation has become an imminent priority.
There is no old or new in the sun and moon, and there is no time in the mountains.
Xiao Feng meditated and practiced every day, and if he was hungry, he would go out of the cave and hunt all kinds of beasts nearby to serve as food.
After eating and drinking, he would continue to practice, and for two whole years, Xiao Feng seemed to spend his cultivation tirelessly.
But on this day, he did not meditate and practice for the first time, but sat on a wooden chair in a daze with the mysterious Xiaoding.
"Is that really the only way to it? Xiao Feng's face was very ugly, staring at Xiao Ding, his expression and gaze showed unwillingness.
For two years, his cultivation progressed very slowly, slower than before.
He originally thought that it would take him another three or four years to cultivate to the Great Perfection of the Artistic Conception Period, but now that two years have passed, his cultivation has only reached the cultivation of the early stage of the Six Veins of Artistic Conception.
In fact, as early as a year and a half ago, he had already broken through the five veins of the artistic conception period and advanced to the cultivation of the six veins. In other words, in the past year and a half, his cultivation has progressed very slowly, and it can be said that there has been no actual breakthrough at all.
Xiao Feng already knew the reason for this, and Xiao Ding's lack of strength was the main reason why his cultivation did not increase much.
It's not that Xiao Ding fails, every time he provokes Xiao Ding, Xiao Ding will exude aura, as always.
But this is also the kind of always, which makes Xiao Feng can't help but suspect that this Xiaoding is not as rebellious as he thought.
The reason is also very simple, over the years, the aura released by Xiao Ding has not increased with the increase of his cultivation, and his cultivation is getting higher and higher, and the requirements for aura are also increasing.
In the past, it was like squeezing toothpaste, squeezing the aura in Xiaoding little by little, which was enough for him to practice, but the cultivation of the six veins required the aura to be a leap, and the effect of squeezing toothpaste was not obvious.
This is like the previous sea of qi could only hold a bucket of water, and he could fill it with a cup. But now his sea of qi is like a small pond, and it is not easy to fill the pond with a cup of water.
And the reason why Xiao Feng felt that this Xiao Ding was not as rebellious as he thought before, was mainly because he realized only now that his own idea from the beginning was wrong.
When he first got Xiao Ding, he found that Xiao Ding could release spiritual energy, and it seemed to be endless, although the effect was not as good as the purple spirit crystal, but it was endless. made Xiao Feng feel that he had an endless purple spirit crystal, how could he say that he was not against the sky.
But now it's different, after finding that his cultivation is progressing slowly, Xiao Feng made a calculation. He found that this kind of squeezing toothpaste-like squeezing aura, the aura that could be squeezed out every day was less than half of the aura of a piece of purple spirit crystal.
This meant that he couldn't absorb fifteen pieces of purple spirit crystals in a month.
An inner disciple can also receive nearly twenty pieces of purple spirit crystals in a month, and there are even more disciples in person, and they also receive purple spirit crystals from the sect in a continuous source of energy.
This is equivalent to saying that his cultivation resources are even worse than those of ordinary inner disciples. So how did this Xiaoding go against the sky.
Maybe it's still useful for Xiao Feng now, but if he really paints the gods one day, Xiao Ding will still be useful.
A painting period can receive hundreds of purple spirit crystals from the sect every month, this is still an ordinary painting god period, if the number of disciples is even more, and when the time comes, he will still squeeze the toothpaste-type aura. How to give him practice.
Xiao Feng really couldn't accept such a result, a magic weapon that could recognize the Lord would be so unbearable, but thinking about it, he was also a little relieved, if it was really so against the sky, how could it be discarded.
But he was relieved, he still couldn't accept it in his heart, maybe what he couldn't accept was that the future path of cultivation would be more difficult than he imagined.
Xiao Feng sighed, no longer thinking about this, but concentrated on studying Xiao Ding.
He hoped that he could discover more of Xiao Ding's secrets.
"Huh?" However, at this moment, Xiao Feng's brows suddenly furrowed, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately withdrew Xiao Ding into his body, and his hands quickly pinched, and a hidden qi decision took shape in an instant, hiding all his breath.
Then Xiao Feng quickly walked towards the bedroom, took out the magic weapon wrapped in cloth, and ran towards the outside of the cave.
Just now, he suddenly felt that there was a fluctuation of aura outside the cave mansion, it was obvious that there was someone, and it was a cultivator who was outside his cave mansion.
Xiao Feng quietly sneaked to the entrance of the cave mansion and looked out through the boulder blocking the entrance of the cave.
At this look, Xiao Feng's face couldn't help but become strange, and he saw two young men at the entrance of the cave mansion, standing at a distance, as if they were going to duel, and the distance between them was not like friends.
Both of them are around twenty years old, but Xiao Feng knows that cultivators can't judge their age by their appearance, cultivators are inherently more anti-aging than ordinary people, and there are many things in the world of cultivation that can make people's faces stay forever.
And one of these two people wears a green robe and the other wears a yellow robe, and it seems that they will not be disciples of a certain sect.
"Why did you sneak up on me?" asked the blue-robed man with a cold face.
Hearing this, the yellow-robed man's eyes flickered, and then he said with a sly smile.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I was just practicing spells, but Brother Tai suddenly appeared, and I accidentally injured Brother Tai. I apologized to my brother under it. ”
After speaking, the yellow-robed man made a gesture.
Obviously, the man in the green robe didn't believe the man in the yellow robe, but he still spoke.
"In that case, farewell. ”
But just as he turned around to leave, his face changed, and his body paused violently. Looking down at his feet, he found that at some point, his feet were tied by a vine.
Xiao Feng on the side could see clearly that when the yellow-robed man was making a move, he had secretly pinched the spell, which seemed to be a wood-attribute spell.
"Haha, if you want to leave, it's not that easy, leave the treasure. Seeing this, the yellow-robed man slapped his hand on his waist and slapped it on top of a storage bag.
With a bang, the cold light flashed, and a bright long sword was taken out by him, and it was sent towards the blue-robed man, and the long sword flashed blue light and shot towards the young man.
"Look for death. Seeing this, the young man let out a loud cry of rage, and slapped his hand on the storage bag, and he took out a silver spear.
The young man shook his hand, and the spear picked up the flying sword that came from the burst.
Seeing this, he wanted to cut the vines under his feet, if he was so passively tied, his cultivation would be similar, and defeat would almost become inevitable.