The plain where the great battle took place was only four hundred miles away from the Tianyin Temple, and under the leadership of Yu Qingzi, everyone returned to the temple in just ten minutes.

When he returned to the temple, it was already dusk, and before he could rest when he came back, Yu Qingzi summoned all the elders in the temple to gather in the Feiyun Palace, and as for Ling Feng, he would rest for one night first, and then come back tomorrow to ask. Before Yu Qingzi left, he also specially instructed Ling Feng that no matter who asked him about the war before tomorrow, he would not say a word.

When he came to the mansion where he lived, it was already night, Ling Feng was extremely tired both physically and mentally at this time, and the things he had experienced in this day were much more exciting than all his previous life experiences. First snatched food from the tiger's mouth, then experienced that shocking battle, then was given a spirit bead by a mysterious powerhouse, and finally was intercepted by Tianxuanzong and others, this series of events made Ling Feng tired.

Pushing open the door, he walked to the bed, did not change his clothes, and fell asleep, which was more than four hours.

Late at night, more than four hours had passed since Ling Feng fell asleep, but at this moment, Ling Feng's residence was very different from four hours ago, and a huge change was quietly underway.

The house where Ling Feng lived was located at the foot of the top of Tianyin Mountain, the location was remote, and there were no other facilities and mansions around, which was also Ling Feng's own choice at that time, just to be quiet, so that he could meditate and practice.

At this moment, the mansion where Ling Feng was located had been shrouded in seven-colored divine light, which looked extremely dazzling in the dark night, and the originally inconspicuous small house was now like an immortal mansion created by the seven-colored light.

Inside the house, all the seven-colored divine light emanated from Ling Feng's body on the bed, but at this time, if you looked at the side of the bed, you could only see a seven-colored cocoon-like thing, and the seven-colored divine light emanated from the spirit bead in Ling Feng's body, turning into a divine chrysalis to wrap Ling Feng, like a caterpillar about to turn into a butterfly, giving people a feeling that if Ling Feng broke out of the cocoon, he would definitely be reborn.

However, Ling Feng himself was still a sleeper, and he was completely unaware of this change, and if he could observe the condition in his body as he did during the day, he would definitely be surprised.

In Ling Feng's chest, a small seven-colored spirit bead exuded endless seven-colored divine light, which looked sacred and majestic, while the divine light was emanating, the seven-colored silk thread of the Dao Dao came out of the spirit bead, wandering in Ling Feng's limbs and hundreds of remains, shuttling through the blood vessels and meridians, the seven-colored silk thread did not pass through a blood vessel, and finally as the silk thread gradually deepened, it slowly immersed into Ling Feng's internal organs and even bone marrow, and more and more light beads were brought out, and under the leadership of the silk thread, they began to merge into a ball of white gas, imperceptibly moving in a certain direction。

"Hmm!" Finally, as the abnormalities in his body became more and more intensified, Ling Feng finally felt the changes in his body, and a tingling sensation spread throughout his body, but as soon as Ling Feng opened his eyes, he was burned by the dazzling seven-colored light, causing temporary blindness, and after gradually getting used to this strong light, Ling Feng opened his eyes again but couldn't help but exclaim: "Where is this?!"

It was no wonder that Ling Feng was so surprised, he didn't know now that he was wrapped in a divine chrysalis formed by the seven-colored divine light that emanated from his body, and it was impossible for anyone to be calm when they encountered such a situation.

Ling Feng wanted to move his body, but he found that he couldn't move the slightest, as if all the control of his body had been taken away, just when Ling Feng was helpless, the strange scene of the day reappeared again.

"It's ...... In my body?" Ling Feng came back to his senses and found that he had actually come to his body again, surrounded by endless seven-colored divine light, and a seven-colored spirit bead was floating in front of him, from which countless seven-colored silk threads scurved, shuttling around his body.

Ling Feng No, it should be said that it was Ling Feng's thoughts, looking at all this, he was not too surprised, after all, he had also experienced it during the day, this feeling was very wonderful, it was like visiting the storage ring space, he could go to the place he wanted to go as he wanted, gradually, he found that a cloud of white mist slowly floated out from the surrounding bloodlines, slowly drifting to the seven-colored spirit bead, and was finally absorbed by the spirit bead.

Ling Feng was curious in his heart, * controlled his mind and drilled into a cloud of white mist, and immediately felt a strong aura of heaven and earth, Ling Feng was shocked and couldn't believe it, and then found that every time the seven-colored silk thread came back, it would return with a cloud of such aura, and immediately followed a silk thread towards the blood vessels.

Following the seven-colored silk thread, he found that every time the silk thread swam through a blood vessel, it would bring out some white light beads, Ling Feng's mind drilled into it, feeling the aura contained in it, as if he had thought of something, he fell into contemplation, and suddenly exclaimed: "Isn't this the aura that I have accumulated from my previous cultivation?!"

The reason why Ling Feng couldn't cultivate was because of his peculiar physique, if it was just about his talent, it wasn't Ling Feng's boasting, as far as the facts were concerned, it would not be an exaggeration to call it the first day of the Xuan Domain, Ling Feng's physique was the root cause of Ling Feng being called a waste.

Ling Feng's body was like a black hole, no matter how much aura he absorbed, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to stir up a single wave, and he couldn't accumulate and refine true power at all, but now he found that this seven-colored silk thread could actually draw out the aura deposited in his body, if he could extract this aura for refining, just thinking about it would make Ling Feng excited.

"Then let me see how much aura I can accumulate in my three years of cultivation. Ling Feng said, as if a wicked smile had stirred up in his heart.

The body is really uncomfortable in the past two days, so the number of words is very small, and it is estimated that it will take a few days to get better, and I will definitely bring you satisfactory works when the time comes