At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, in the abyss, Li Xiaofeng, who was holding a fist-sized Chaos Bead in one hand and a shrunken off-road vehicle like a toy car on his shoulder, flew down and flew straight towards the vague palace suspended in the depths of the abyss.

"Pangu Temple?" Li Xiaofeng, who flashed and fell on the black square outside the ancient palace, looked up at the four complex characters on the palace that seemed to be like divine patterns, although he couldn't understand it, but the information contained in that word made Li Xiaofeng instantly know what those four words were.

The door of the temple was open, and it was dark and it was impossible to see anything. However, the terrifying majesty emanating from the temple was prohibitive, and it was impossible to muster the courage to enter.

However, for Li Xiaofeng, there is nothing to be afraid of. He had seen all the living Pangu, and what did he dare not enter the temple left behind after the fall of Pangu? Li Xiaofeng was really curious about what was inside this Pangu Temple.

After stepping into the temple, Li Xiaofeng only saw that it was dark, empty and empty.

"Empty?" Li Xiaofeng was stunned. What did Pangu do with such an empty temple? Li Xiaofeng, who originally thought that Pangu would leave something good behind in the temple, was suddenly disappointed.

But think about it, apart from the Chaos Blue Lotus that gave birth to him, the associated Creation Jade, and the Pangu Axe obtained in the dark places of chaos, it seems that he can be regarded as a long-term thing. It's not surprising that nothing was left behind. Pangu has dedicated everything to this desolate world he has opened up!

"Pangu Great God!" Li Xiaofeng, who was standing quietly in the Pangu Temple for a moment, suddenly felt a little ashamed. Didn't you say that you were going to come to remember Pangu? and still want to get the treasure he left behind, what is this?

Li Xiaofeng, who shook his head slightly and laughed at himself, knelt down in the Pangu Temple, respectfully bowed to the ground, and only slowly stood up after a long time, and turned to walk out.

Li Xiaofeng, who walked out of the Pangu Temple, didn't know that after he left, a vague burly figure appeared in the originally empty temple, and he looked out of the hall with a smile on his face, it was Pangu.

Li Xiaofeng, who walked to the edge of the black square outside with a little complexity in his heart, overlooked the abyss below that was still dark and bottomless, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "What is under this abyss?"

"Look at it! With the strength of my physical body, there should be no place in this desolation that can threaten me," Li Xiaofeng, who muttered to himself, jumped without hesitation and flew directly down.

What surprised Li Xiaofeng was that the seemingly dark abyss was actually not too deep. Soon, Li Xiaofeng saw the bright yellow mist that spread out in the endless darkness.

"What kind of energy is this?" Li Xiaofeng looked at the bright yellow mist with some surprise.

"This is" was close to it, and Li Xiaofeng found that there were huge fleshball-like things suspended in the misty yellow mist, which looked like placenta, and twelve surging breaths of life echoed each other. There is no need to guess, Li Xiaofeng also understands that they must be the future Twelve Ancestors of the Wu Clan.

Twelve huge dark red balls of flesh that slowly rose and fell like a heartbeat, as if they were breathing, and each beat was absorbing streams of pure and pure bright yellow mist energy from the surroundings.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches are actually absorbing these energies!" Li Xiaofeng, who was puzzled in his heart, groaned slightly, and also took the initiative to absorb some of the bright yellow mist energy. The energy entered the body, and Li Xiaofeng, who was full of excitement, suddenly felt that the muscles all over his body were numb and itchy, and the qi and blood in his body were boiling, as if he was growing in an instant, the hematopoietic speed in his body increased greatly, and the vitality contained in his body suddenly increased slightly.

Li Xiaofeng, who was surprised and happy in his heart, couldn't help but look down with shining eyes. No wonder the Twelve Ancestral Witches hide here and grow up.

Li Xiaofeng, who was curious and continued to fly down to investigate, heard a sound of water flowing after a while, and the bright yellow mist became even thicker, making the dark abyss space foggy and turning into bright yellow.

Walking through an area of bright yellow mist, Li Xiaofeng finally saw the surging and undulating dark yellow liquid below. Those dark yellow liquids filled the entire abyssal space below, and the surface of the liquid seemed to have a layer of blood film, and the surging energy that was even more dense and pure, containing the breath of creative vitality was simply too thick to dissolve.

Li Xiaofeng, who frowned slightly, flew along the surface of the dark yellow liquid and approached Buzhou Mountain, and soon saw the waterfall of blood-soaked liquid seeping out from the cracks in the mountain wall.

"This" Li Xiaofeng, who was shocked, suddenly glared and couldn't help but lose his voice: "Could it be?"

didn't say it in his mouth, but Li Xiaofeng already had a guess in his heart. This mountain is transformed by the backbone of Pangu, and what flows out of the cracks in the backbone is only bone marrow. Obviously, the incomparably pure energy liquids in the abyss were the things that Pangu's bone marrow had transformed.

Bone marrow is the essence of living beings, and its natural energy is pure, containing the power of vitality. The bright yellow mist absorbs the flesh, which makes the body stronger, the speed of blood production faster, and the vitality contained in the body stronger, and the reason is easy to explain.

"No wonder the Twelve Ancestral Witches can have such a powerful physical body, it turns out that they actually grew up by absorbing the innate spiritual essence of the Pangu Great God," Li Xiaofeng sighed in his heart.

Silently looking at the blood-stained innate spirit essence flowing down like a waterfall on the black wall of Nabuzhou Mountain, Li Xiaofeng flew away directly after a while.

These innate spiritual essences are indeed good things, but Li Xiaofeng doesn't want to take them at all. Even, he regretted why he was so curious to absorb some of the bright yellow mist energy before. On the way back, he glanced at the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were greedily absorbing the energy of the bright yellow mist transformed by the innate spirit essence, and Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust for them in his heart for a while. Like vampires, they greedily enjoy Pangu's devotion and giving, taking it all for granted.

Compared with the Three Qings, Pangu seems to take more care of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. After the Lich War, the fall of the ancestral witch, and the decline of the Wu clan, the Sanqing is the honor of the saint, and it will not die or die after thousands of catastrophes. The gaps and differences are really worth pondering!

Li Xiaofeng, who returned to the square outside the Pangu Temple again, looked up at the steep and majestic Buzhou Mountain, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "I'm not in a hurry to go to Buzhou Mountain to investigate." Heaven and earth have been opened, and various Taos have been perfected, so I can try to understand the mysteries of the Tao between heaven and earth. I happened to be enlightened in this Pangu Temple. After all, strength is respected in the wilderness, and although my physical body is strong, the Dao Fa can't be too bad. ”

It is said that cultivating immortals and enlightening the Tao, but how to realize the Tao, Li Xiaofeng really hasn't really tried it. In fact, Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but want to try it for a long time. It's just that a series of things before made Li Xiaofeng unable to be distracted to enlighten. Now in this Pangu Temple, there is nothing important for the time being, and it is possible to cultivate enlightenment.

In fact, everything he saw under the abyss was also quite touching to Li Xiaofeng. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were born and had not yet been truly born, but the instinct of life made them want to strengthen themselves.

Li Xiaofeng seems to be quite powerful, but in the future, when the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Emperor Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Sanqing, Western Two Sages and other great powers grow up one by one, Li Xiaofeng's strength advantage will become smaller and smaller.

The flood is a very cruel world, and the strong are respected. Li Xiaofeng understands that even if he just wants to be a free immortal, he can't do it without enough strength and heritage.

Cultivation must be done as soon as possible! Cultivation must never be slackened; If we do not make progress, we will be surpassed by others. In the midst of the desolation, there is always a great power and a monk rising.

Enlightenment is a very general concept, how to enlighten it, what is considered to be gained? Even Pangu cannot give any systematic explanation for this. For example, if it first opens today, there is not even a so-called cultivation realm. Li Xiaofeng realized, he could only slowly grope and feel it to realize. Regardless of anything else, what can be realized is what it is. Anyway, what you perceive is all the ways between heaven and earth, and the more you understand, the better.

Well, I say so, are you going to get drunk too? But actually, do you think about it?