Iga Momoyo quietly watched the video on TV, and when he saw Ling Feng's hand knife resisting the Beichen Wasteland as if nothing had happened, directly blasting the Beichen Wasteland, his pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly......

"No, this young man's body has not only cultivated to the level of Leakage and Innocence, but he is definitely a Qi Cultivator! Otherwise, it is impossible to ignore the hand knife of the Beichen Wasteland. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After all, the video is a video, and it can't sense any qi, but as the only remaining holy ninja in the island country, Iga Momoyo can still see a lot of things from the video.

"Kuiying, you did a good job this time, this young man does have what we need......" Iga Momoyo pulled out his mobile phone, said here and muttered for a while, and said slowly: "Let the shadows lurking in Huaxia dispatch, try to capture that young man alive, take him to that mysterious island, and then someone will answer him." ”

"Hi, Master!"

After hanging up the phone, Igamoyo's bark-like face stretched out, looked at the cold moonlight outside the window, and muttered: "In the last war against China, the Imperial Army of the Oshima Kingdom was defeated before it could find the barrier, and now it has finally found the traces of the Qi Practitioner again, this time, I will never fail again! Barrier, I must find you." ”

In Yanhai City, in the quiet room of Villa No. 1 in Shuiyunjian, Ling Feng's eyes were closed, and he slowly operated the technique, guiding the yin qi overflowing from the yin and yang fish, constantly refining his body......

A big week was finally consummated, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, a touch of melancholy flashed in his eyes, he always felt that when he left the Grand Canyon, he seemed to have forgotten some very important things, that memory seemed to have been forcibly deleted, no matter what he thought, it was still a blank!

"Xiao Mu will come over in a few days, don't tell him about this matter first, lest he be distracted......" After blowing up the Beichen Wasteland, Ling Feng had already asked Zhang Zhidong to find someone to pick up Feng Qingmu over.

Regarding the heavy damage to his soul, Ling Feng vaguely felt that the woman who shot at him was probably Feng Qingmu's mother, but he couldn't be sure what attacked him at that time, it was just that the last consciousness was still the mysterious mother-daughter appearance.

But no matter how he recalled, he still couldn't remember the situation at that time, so he simply put it aside and summed up the battle with Beichen Wasteland tonight......

When a martial arts master fights, his mind can move the muscles, internal organs, and bones of various parts of his body. And a true martial arts master like Beichen Wasteland will go one step further, and can use his qi and blood at will, and even close the pores of the whole body.

Internal strength is the power of the body's operation and then bursts out, closes all the pores, condenses the power and vents it out in an instant through the meridians, so as to achieve the goal of indestructibility.

Therefore, it is easy to control the muscles and ligaments, but it is extremely difficult to truly control the pores! Ling Feng has not yet reached the realm of controlling every inch of the muscles and pores of the whole body.

"Perhaps, martial arts is the key to breaking through the eleventh layer of quenching!" Thinking of this, Ling Feng said as if he had realized something.

When the martial arts are cultivated to the limit, they can perfectly master their own body, like the bone shrinking skill, which is a kind of martial artist who controls his muscles and bones after special training, and when the martial arts are cultivated to the extreme, he can change his body at any time.

And these are the same as the monks changing their bodies through magic, except that one is achieved by constantly tempering the body, and the other is achieved by using divine thoughts and spiritual power.

In the cultivation realm, it is necessary to specialize in cultivating the body, and this kind of monk is to refine his body as a magic weapon. But unlike martial arts, this is also a kind of cultivation, under the restrictions of the laws of heaven and earth, it is absolutely impossible to enter the tenth layer of the quenching body, let alone reach the martial arts to break through the void and break the realm and ascend.

Being able to pass the battle with the Beichen Wasteland, Ling Feng already knew very well that if it wasn't for entering the Leakless Realm, the dantian contained spiritual energy instead of internal force, he still had the ninth layer of quenching body, if he wanted to kill the Beichen Wasteland, I am afraid that as long as he chose a small movement flash to drag the other party down.

"It seems that my martial arts path has just begun!"

After summing up the battle with the Beichen Wasteland, Ling Feng began to use his mental method to try to communicate with the divine soul, but the divine soul seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and no reaction was made at all depending on how he tossed it......

Thinking of the terrifying blow that instantly cut his soul in half, Ling Feng's heart palpitated, he didn't feel any sense at all in that blow, and he didn't even react! It can be seen that the other party's realm is at least a thousand times stronger than him to do this!

If it weren't for the fact that the other party thought that he would definitely die if he fell into the underground river, and didn't personally inspect it, if it weren't for the Yin Yang Fish protecting his soul, he would have died a long time ago.

For a moment, Ling Feng felt a great pressure on his body, but he didn't feel depressed, and he wouldn't give up easily! Because this just shows that on this earth, there must be the ultimate mystery of the Immortal Path!

"In any case, regaining consciousness is the key!"

After a long time, Ling Feng put aside these distracting thoughts, took a few weakened versions of the "Nourishing and Calming Divine Pill", and once again operated the mental method to refine the medicinal power and nourish the divine soul. However, he found that these medicinal powers were like mud cows entering the sea, and as soon as they entered the spiritual platform, they disappeared without a trace, and even the water did not splash at all......

After pondering for a while, Ling Feng took more than a dozen weakened versions of the "Nourishing Tranquility Pill", and the result remained the same, there were only two reasons for this situation, one was that his divine soul had almost collapsed, and it was no longer possible to save it by medicine! The second was that the medicinal power of the weakened version of the "Resting and Tranquilizing Divine Pill" was too low, and the effect on the recovery of the divine soul was extremely weak.

Ling Feng simply stuffed all the remaining twenty-odd weakened versions of the "Nourishing Tranquility Divine Pill" into his mouth, but the divine soul still did not react.

This situation made Ling Feng's face become solemn, and after thinking for a while, he muttered, "Perhaps...... It's time to visit the Golden Triangle in person. ”

After all, the weakened version of the "Nourishing and Resting Pill" is not a real Nourishing and Tranquilizing Pill, and its medicinal effect is less than one-ten-thousandth of the real Nourishing and Tranquil Pill! To refine the Tranquility and Tranquility Pill, the only way to refine it is to pick poppy and corn fruits and refine them with several elixirs.

Several other elixirs were not rare on the earth, so Ling Feng was not worried, but what was difficult was the furnace for refining the elixir and finding the fire vein, since he had not yet entered the qi cultivation period, he naturally could not generate samadhi true fire in his body, and could only rely on the earth fire emitted by the fire vein.

Although ordinary volcanoes are also fire veins, most extinct volcanoes have exhausted their fire veins, and they can't do alchemy at all. Ling Feng wanted to find the earth fire that could refine the pill, and the only way to go was to go to the active volcano.

Not to mention how dangerous the situation of entering the active volcano alchemy is, before that, he still needs to find a furnace for real alchemy.

Just as Ling Feng was exhausted, pondering how to recover his divine sense, a faint fluctuation suddenly came from his divine soul......

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