After three bows, the two of them stood up, but Bu Feng was suddenly stunned, and his eyes fell on the dry bones covered by the rags in front of them, as if they had found something extremely strange. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He controlled the knife momentum, and had an extraordinary perception of some breaths, emotions, and even eyes, and slowly stepped forward to examine it carefully.

"This bone has a strange ......"

"Oh?" Yang Xuan was slightly stunned, and also walked in, "What did you find?"

"I don't know, when I worshiped him just now, I felt that there seemed to be some other breath in the bones, as if ...... Alive"

"Alive? Are you saying this senior is not dead?"

"No, the seniors are undoubtedly dead, and the breath is ...... It's strange, but there's a faint sense of majesty and solemnity."

Yang Xuan was slightly startled when he heard this, he had always trusted more than doubted Bu Feng's perception, and he had fought with him many times, and he knew the strangeness of the knife very well.

"In this way, we need to take a closer look" Yang Xuan nodded and said solemnly, "Senior, I have no intention of offending, I hope that the seniors will know, don't blame"

After speaking, Yang Xuan gave a deep salute, gently ripped off the ragged clothes, and a gray-white dry bone corpse appeared in front of the two of them.

In the lower abdomen of the corpse, there was a faint light, the size of a sesame seed, as if it would be extinguished when a gust of light air blew, and it was impossible to find it when it was covered by rags.

The pale golden true yuan in Yang Xuan's body slowly overflowed, turning into an illusory palm, holding up that little bit of light, just touching it, the light point seemed to shrink violently for a while, and a very slight roar sounded suddenly, it was originally a true yuan contact, but Yang Xuan himself felt a tingling feeling.

"This ...... This is...... What is it?" he was a little stunned, and the true element in his body suddenly seemed to have changed something, and it flowed more cheerfully.

"Huh? ...... that feeling."

"Hehe, lucky boy......" A chuckle suddenly came out of the empty space, and the two of them were stunned, "Who is talking?"

The voice seemed to ignore their inquiry, and said to himself, "This thing is the seed of the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder, if cultivated properly, it can derive the Nine Heavens Dao Divine Thunder, reward and punish on behalf of the heavens, and the power is unpredictable, I got it back then, but a grain the size of a fingernail almost killed me in Huangquan......"

"But I can't do it, I haven't been able to use it for a hundred years, but it makes the thunder seed weaken day by day, and when I die, I'm afraid this thunder seed will also dissipate."

The two people present were shocked when they heard this, this small thing the size of a sesame seed still had such a bluffing origin.

"Therefore, I have left a message of remnant thoughts, and if you can hear this news, it will prove that the thunderseed has not been extinguished, and perhaps in the future, it will exert its power in your hands."

"The only way to cultivate the thunder seed is to only have the appropriate true element attribute for warmth, if it doesn't match, it will only accelerate the dissipation of the thunder seed, remember!"

"The thunder seed has a spirit, and it will discern the host, and it can't be forced, if it is not recognized, this is the will of heaven, and such a divine object is not something that we can touch after all......"

The voice was a little lonely and a little emotional, Yang Xuan and the others listened quietly, waiting for the following.

"My qualifications are ordinary, after a hundred years of time to know Tibet, and a hundred years to the peak, and then a hundred years of merit to participate in the creation, after hundreds of years of years have not advanced at all, a lifetime of cultivation in the realm of desperation, it is a big pity, occasionally get this thunder seed, in a vain attempt to break through, but finally was counterattacked, and ended up in a tragic situation of dying in a foreign land......"

"The strength is sometimes poor, and in desperation, the blood slaughter is hastily left, the cloak technique is messy, and the three-grade spirit treasure, the Star Dou Compass is here, and it ends up depressed......"

"I hope that the people of future generations will not follow my fate, and the things here may be able to help one or two, and they can be regarded as making the best use of them...... Hehe, just the deceased, don't leave a name, and the old man will ......"

The old man's voice was accompanied by a relieved chuckle, and gradually disappeared into this space, and Yang Xuan and the others sighed faintly, bowed to the dry corpse again, and expressed their gratitude.

His gaze fell on the sesame-sized thunder seed in his hand again, and Yang Xuan handed it forward, "Try it with the true yuan, although you and I haven't yet learned to hide, but the attributes of the true yuan itself can't be covered up, maybe it will have an effect."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bu Feng was also quite curious, urging a trace of True Yuan to touch it, and then frowned, and it didn't seem to have changed much, "It seems that this thing doesn't belong to me......"

Yang Xuan shrugged his shoulders, and also urged the true yuan to be tempted, as soon as the scum came into contact, that tingling feeling emerged again, and the true yuan in the dantian suddenly became cheerful, and there was a faint tendency beyond his control.

Bu Feng on the side felt the difference in him, and smiled slightly, "Thunder has a spirit, congratulations"

"Try it, let's just practice here for a while, just so I want to study the bloody slaughter and the chaotic cloak"

Yang Xuan nodded, found a corner, sat cross-legged, and carefully felt the thunder seed in his palm, "How to absorb this thing?" Just as he was hesitating, the true yuan in the dantian roared, and it trembled like a human body, and the thunder seed was pulled by this, and suddenly levitated, and the slight thunder continued, and finally slowly sank into the dantian.

"This ...... This is going in?" Before he could figure it out, the Sea of True Yuan was restless, as if a monstrous wave was rolling up in the dantian, engulfing the thunder seed in an instant.

The Haoran Xuan Sutra operated spontaneously, and the true yuan surging along the meridians seemed to have undergone some indescribable changes at the moment when it devoured the thunder seed, and the originally extremely light gold became more and more intense after a week of operation, and gradually turned into pure gold, accompanied by bursts of thunder between the whistling, passing through the meridians, unstoppable.

Extremely subtle, Yang Xuan's divine thoughts seemed to observe that in the golden sea of true yuan, there was a faint flash of lightning, making a slight crackling sound, like a naughty elf, fluctuating.

"Uh...... What about the Thunder Seed? Didn't you say that you want to be warmed by the True Yuan? But what ......does it look like now? It's like fused with the real element."

In this way, I don't know how long it has been running, just as Yang Xuan let it go, suddenly, the vast sea of true yuan changed again, the amount of true yuan instantly more than doubled, and the golden thunder arc inside it suddenly became a lot thicker, and the crackling sound became even more urgent.

The dantian supported by the sudden increase of True Yuan rose, and some even escaped from the pores, and the green shirt on his body swelled up, and then shattered in an instant, Yang Xuan was stunned, and subconsciously restrained the True Yuan, guiding them to run in an orderly manner according to the meridian route described in the exercises.

One lap, two punches...... After a while, it finally calmed down, and the increasingly viscous sea of true yuan in the dantian shimmered with bright golden rays of thunder, and there was a kind of majestic righteousness and awe-inspiring momentum in the invisib.

Such a movement was naturally noticed by Bu Feng on the side, and he was a little stunned to see Yang Xuan sitting there naked, with a trace of thunder and golden shadows circulating around his body, extremely solemn.

After a while, Yang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, Zhenyuan was introverted, feeling that his body was empty, and Bu Fengzheng on the opposite side looked at him with a strange expression, he couldn't help but blush, took out a shirt from the Sumeru ring, and dressed it neatly again.

"Broken through?"

"Uh...... Sort of, my situation is special......"

Bu Feng nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Can you comprehend the exercises?"

"This blood slaughter is indeed mysterious, but it takes a lot of time to change cultivation, and it is not suitable here" Bu Feng said solemnly, and it was difficult to hide his affirmation and hope for this blood slaughter between his words.

"I've learned the cloak, and I've learned a lot in the past three days, and it's estimated that in a few days, I'll be able to integrate the knife into it, and I believe it will be extraordinary......

"Oh, congratulations...... So, it's been three days?"

"That's right, exactly three days"

"It's said that cultivation has no time, and that's true!" Yang Xuan sighed softly, "We should also go, but before we go, we still need to do one more thing."

As soon as he said this, Yang Xuan pulled out the blowing snow, the blades of the sword moved, the newly transformed true yuan was powerful, and the golden thunder flashed, but in a moment, a square pit with a width of a zhang appeared in front of the stone platform.

Then, Yang Xuan raised his empty hand, and the true yuan swelled softly, wrapped in dry bones and slowly sank into the hole, carrying sand and soil to cover it, Yang Xuan and the two stood in front of him, and gave a deep salute again.

"The great kindness of the seniors, the younger generations have nothing to repay, only to bury the seniors, talk about gratitude, if you have succeeded in practicing in the future, you will definitely find out the life experience of the seniors, and come here to send you home......"

"It's quiet here, no one disturbs you, the seniors can rest in peace, and the juniors will retreat first......"

As soon as the words fell, the two glanced at each other, took out the Star Dou Compass, and placed it in the groove of the stone wall behind them, the barrier that was as soft as water reappeared, and after a short fluctuation, the space returned to silence, as before, the only difference was the empty stone platform, and the renovated sand under the stone platform......

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"Are you sure that it was the two disciples of the Chongwu Sect who had just entered the mortal realm and took the spirit treasure?" In the messy battlefield at the foot of the mountain, it has now recovered a little neatly, except for the body of the ghost-faced man Tu Pang De, the rest of the corpses have been buried and disposed of by the people of the Sword Xuange.

A long-haired man in a pale golden robe, with a long knife at his waist, was frowning and questioning the man with the severed arm and the sword next to him.

"Senior brother, I'm absolutely sure, this place is very remote, at that time, except for me and that Pound, there were only those two boys, after I killed Pound, they took advantage of the danger, cut off my arm, and snatched the Lingbao ......"

"Oh, then why didn't I kill you, with the grudge between the Heavy Martial Sect and my Sword Xuange, it doesn't seem to be an impossible thing," the long-haired man asked strangely.

"This is still dragging down your blessings, senior brother, I once mentioned to them that my senior brother Shen Fusheng, the cultivation of the Tibetan realm in half a step, maybe those two people have too many concerns and dare not offend you, so they ......" The man with the broken arm had a flattering face, and said a lot with red mouth and white teeth, and he simply lifted the person in front of him to the sky.

The long-haired man smiled proudly when he heard this, anyone who heard that he was so famous that the people of the enemy sect had sold face, they would be overjoyed.

"Hou Lei, did you really say that?"

"It's true, how dare I say half a lie in front of my senior brother"

"Hehe," the long-haired man Shen Fusheng was happy and suddenly changed his face, "Even so, they dare to break your arm and snatch the three-grade spirit treasure that belongs to us, what a good means, good courage!"

Shen Fusheng sneered, his eyebrows were furrowed, and a touch of coldness appeared on his handsome face.

Hou Lei on the side had a gloomy expression, gritting his teeth hatefully, not knowing what he was thinking......