The gravity aura above the Confession Cliff was dense, and on the mountain floor, Chen Feng, who was steaming hot, and his whole body was almost burning, looked at the waterhole with blood-red eyes, and even showed a look of impatience.

"If you don't want to blow yourself up, I'd advise you not to go near the waterhole. The old man's words came from the cave, revealing a wicked smile.

Seeing a round pool of water, constantly tumbling bubbles, a picture of yin and yang, ice and fire, quiet like an imprint, Chen Feng's swelling subsided on his face, and he couldn't help but show a cautious look.

Although Quantan's Ice and Fire Taiji Diagram did not rotate, Chen Feng could still feel the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Fish, which contained an extremely unusual power of the two poles.

The body that was hit by the old man was generally rebellious, and even Chen Feng's spiritual sense was eroded like a burning pain.

Feeling that his body and bones had reached the limit of his bearing, Chen Feng couldn't care so much at this time, and slowly moved towards the cold yin fish in the spring pool.

Tentatively going down into the spring pool, the biting chill gradually penetrated Chen Feng's body, causing him to suffer bursts of intense stinging pain.

"Hiss......"

The burning sensation of the physical body and spiritual consciousness subsided, and the surging cold air in the spring pool wrapped around Chen Feng's body, and the most sluggling back quickly drilled into his pores, making him grin.

"Click!click~~~"

It can be seen with the naked eye that a layer of ice has grown on the surface of Chen Feng's body, but in the process of violent contraction of the muscles in his body, the ice layer that has grown and spread has shattered.

"I warned you not to enter the springs, not to listen to my advice. There is a ...... you receive" Although Qiu Hong's words were hateful, he was always paying attention to Chen Feng's actions.

The shattering of the ice on Chen Feng's body did not last long. It was soon sealed by crystal frost and turned into an ice statue in the spring pool.

To Qiu Hong's surprise, Chen Feng, who was frozen by the spring pool, instead of struggling to leave, stayed quietly in the Yin Fish Spring, constantly absorbing the surging cold and ice qi.

An hour passed, and it was found that Chen Feng had not moved. Qiu Hong finally walked out of the cave filled with gravity and came to the edge of the Yin Yang Spring Pond to investigate closely.

I couldn't feel Chen Feng's breath, although the thin old man's face was a lot more solemn. But there is a color of uncertainty: "It can't be hung up, right......"

For the sake of prudence, Qiu Hong opened his thin right hand, and a trace of spiritual sense was released, wrapping around Chen Fengbing's image. Wrap it up in the spring.

"Stinky old man. What are you doing?Stay away from me, hear no ......" Chen Feng's angry voice emanated strangely from the ice statue, making Qiu Hong's old face show a thick smile.

"You still have the strength to get angry, it seems that there should be nothing wrong, I thought you couldn't bear the cold of the Yin Yang Pool, and your spiritual sense was extinguished!" the thin old man smiled unscrupulously.

"You hateful old man beat me to a serious injury, how can you compensate me?" Chen Feng gritted his teeth and gritted his hatred, coming from the ice statue.

"You're on your own. Who can blame it, but I really didn't expect it. In such a bad physical condition, you can actually absorb the cold qi of the Yin Yang Pool!" Qiu Hong said with a playful smile on his face.

Chen Feng did not respond to the old man's speculation, and was silent again, as if he was fighting silently.

"Originally, I also planned to let you pick some elixir to nourish your injured body and spiritual sense, but now it seems that you actually have the ability to transform cold qi into essence, and even the elixir is saved. Qiu Hong's eyes were hidden with envy, and he pursed his lips and smiled.

After suddenly absorbing the biting cold qi, Chen Feng's meridians could barely bear it, so he could only run the Desolation Sutra frantically, first incorporating these cold qi into his body into the sea of dantian qi that was like an empty valley.

Feeling that all the limbs and bones were about to be blown up, although Chen Feng was extremely painful, he had no distractions, and with such an obsession, he supported his consciousness and constantly ran the cold qi from the meridians into the dantian.

After confirming that Chen Feng was fine, Qiu Hong went back to the cave after taking a few turns around his ice statue.

Although Chen Feng was silent, the blurred light and shadow presented by the gravitational glow at the mouth of the cave continued to display thousands of martial arts.

It wasn't until the night gradually faded that the vague gravitational glow of the human figure slowly faded and dissipated.

Before the sky lit up, a woman appeared on the Yunmu Bridge of the Confession Cliff.

Seeing Chen Feng, who was frozen on the mountain floor, carrying two food boxes to the approaching Mohua, his cold eyes showed a slight strangeness.

From Mo Hua's gaze at the Ice and Fire Spring Pool, she knew that she knew something about the strange Spring Pool.

After saluting the cave, Mohua placed the food box on the stone table on the mountain and left a storage bag.

"Smack!"

Before Mo Hua left, the crystal cold ice outside Chen Feng's body had already cracked and shattered.

A piece of ice crystal powder that flickered and flickered around Chen Feng's smiling figure.

As Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes, in his pupils, the whirlpool formed by Lingyun flowed, even if his figure was in the ice mist, it could still make Mo Hua find two bright eyes.

"Woo~~~"

Seeing Chen Feng open his mouth and pump a puff of ice mist into his abdomen like a long whale sucking water, Mo Hua was extremely surprised in his heart despite his cold expression on the surface.

"Fourth layer of Qi refining!"

Mo Hua knew very well that Chen Feng had only come to the Confession Cliff for a day.

In the face of Chen Feng's obvious entry, Mo Hua couldn't help but wonder what kind of means that Senior Uncle Ancestor had used against him.

After swallowing a puff of ice mist, Chen Feng's body kept drumming out a dull explosion, and even his body was a little stronger.

In the meridians, there was a surging sound where the spiritual power passed, and a trace of warm spiritual power slowly invaded the muscles, and Chen Feng could clearly feel the comfort of the hungry and thirsty body.

Chen Feng's more and more abundant essence was as if countless flesh and blood cells in his body were cheering.

The intense physical pain before quietly dissipated, Chen Feng clenched his fists, feeling the surging force between the stretching muscles, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

The introverted tidal sound continued to surge in the meridians around Chen Feng, and it took a while for him to open his mouth and look up to the sky and howl silently, and a gray silky turbid light erupted from his mouth.

"The inner breath of a cultivator has the difference between the spirit element and the essence element, it seems that you have squeezed out the spirit element and medicinal properties that have been precipitated in the body during this period and refined them, which is not bad. The thin old man did not appear, and the faint words only came from the cave.

"That's for sure, stinky old man, sooner or later I will surpass you......" Chen Feng's eyes were fierce, and he glanced at the cave with a strong gravitational glow.

"Now it seems that there are some possibilities, I just hope you don't make me wait too long. Although Qiu Hong ridiculed and laughed, he faintly showed a strange tiredness.

Feeling Mo Hua's strange look, Chen Feng had a bright smile on his face, as if he also realized that his words were not convincing.

It wasn't until the full strength and aura calmed down that Chen Feng walked towards the small stone table on the mountain floor.

Listening to the dense muffled sound emanating from Chen Feng's body, like a bone explosion, Mo Hua secretly sighed that while his cultivation and actions were vigorous, he also had a sense of jealousy that he didn't want to face.

The disciples of Tianjun Peak's lineage, even Tian Lingshan have hardly received the guidance of Qiu Hong, the unfathomable uncle and ancestor, but a bad guy like Chen Feng can actually cultivate in the Confession Cliff, which somewhat makes Mo Hua, who has been striving for the top, feel uncomfortable.

"This time, the middle-grade spirit stone of the junior brother, the hundred-year-old Jiuzi Shouwu and the Ziyun salvia have three plants each, although the medicinal properties are not as good as the same year spirit essence of our Tianjun Peak, but it is also very good. Seeing that Chen Feng opened the food box and did not check the storage bag, Mo Hua couldn't help but remind him.

"Thank you, Second Senior Sister, this is the elixir I exchanged for my most slumpy savings, and I just want to continue to trouble Senior Sister in the future, and I don't have any goods. Chen Feng grinned, his eyes seemed to glance inadvertently, and the medicine garden on the Confession Cliff was shrouded in gravity halo.

Sensing that Chen Feng had no intention of getting close, Mo Hua just bowed to the cave calmly, and immediately left the mountain.

"The meal is simple enough, and it's not an ascetic......

Taking out a meat and a vegetarian dish from the food box, as well as a small bucket of rice, Chen Feng muttered with a dissatisfied face.

"Don't pick and choose if you eat, Mohua's girl is still good except for her cold temperament. Qiu Hong's words were low and had a warning meaning.

"Old man, why don't you come out? Keep doing it, I'll wait for you to ......" Chen Feng, who was eating and drinking, said to the cave in a vague voice.

"I'm afraid that the only strength of your stinky boy is your abundant energy, don't worry, after my old man rests, I will definitely meet your requirements." The old man's words were a little weak, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

Chen Feng, who had eaten and drunk enough, sat on a rock not far from the medicine garden, and thought back and forth in his mind about the martial arts performed by the figure of gravity and light.

In the process of forcibly connecting the one-style martial arts, Chen Feng felt more and more that the blurred light and shadow of the martial arts practiced were as vast as a sea of smoke, and just thinking about it made him feel a headache.

Chen Feng, who gradually fell silent, kept changing the expression on his face, and his state of mind was greatly burdened.

The sun rose and sunset, until the sky gradually darkened, Chen Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his hands on the ground and gasping for breath, his blue face was crackling with sweat, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

"Boy, how long do you think it will take to master the fur of the Mad Demon Fighting technique?" Just when Chen Feng was mentally weak, Qiu Hong had already walked out of the cave and asked with a smile.

After retching for a while, Chen Feng glanced at the thin old man and did not reply to him.

In the process of Chen Feng's face turning blue and adjusting his state of mind, Qiu Hong did not urge, but there was a tired emotion on his old face.

Until Chen Feng got up slowly, he did not challenge the old man, but practiced martial arts in a very uncoordinated manner in the open space of the mountain.

The fist wind and foot shadows kept dancing, and Chen Feng was sweating all over, but the movements were not smooth, and he felt that his breath was sluggish and blocked. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please read it on m.biquge.info. )