"Boom~~~"

The weight of Chen Feng's body suddenly let go, not only causing the spatial medium to vibrate, but also the black cloud energy that enveloped his body, but also shrouded in the glow, like a silk messy strong wind.

Seeing that the ground of Xuanying Valley appeared like dense spider webs, the nine Xuanzakura trees trembled, and the countless pink Xuanzakura flowers on them all fell off, being pulled by Chen Feng's figure, Ji Xuanji's face couldn't help but show a look of mourning.

At this time, the old man with a scorched face even regretted it a little, and arranged Chen Feng in the Xuanying Valley.

"It's really amazing, he is using his physical body to resist the Heavenly Tribulation, and then refining his body, and he hasn't even broken out the resistance of the spirit element in his body, it seems that he should still have spare strength. The mushroom-headed girl looked strange and admired.

"How can he have any spirit yuan available, at this time, all the spirit yuan in his body has already gathered into the sea of dantian qi, and it is quite difficult to produce golden pill seeds, let alone resist the heavenly tribulation. The fierce fat man didn't want Chen Feng to be embarrassed.

"I used to think that a monk with a strong background like him would forge the vision of the Dantian Qi Sea in advance, but I didn't expect him to choose the simplest golden pill seed to condense, it seems that he is very likely to take the ordinary golden pill way!" Ji Xuanji's old face was slightly unexpected.

"Sect Master Xuanji, I don't know if you have noticed that the negative energy of the clouds has not entered his sea of consciousness, and his consciousness and soul seem to be different from most monks......" Wu Mofei reminded curiously.

That's because his sea of consciousness has been closed, and the soul and body are blended, and he should be walking with strength. The cultivation trend of attaining the Great Perfection Body. Ji Xuanji observed Chen Feng, who had been through the calamity for a while, and said something that surprised the fierce fat man.

As a cultivator's upper dantian, the soul consciousness sea can be described as unfathomable and ever-changing. The power of consciousness also creates infinite possibilities, and few monks can make up their minds to close the sea of consciousness.

Moreover, such a thing as closing the sea of knowledge is not something that ordinary monks can do, even if it is the world-wide and powerful in the Spiritual Void Realm, almost no one has this ability.

Chen Feng, who had devoured the negative energy of the clouds, had begun to gradually stabilize his withered flesh right now.

In addition to releasing the aura fluid accumulated by the Desolation Bracelet. Chen Feng did not reveal any other means.

Thirty-six ancient seals were hidden in Chen Feng's body, trying to protect the purity of his soul. It never surfaced on the surface, purifying the negative energy of the clouds, allowing the clouds to erode the body and the spiritual element.

The golden pill seeds in the sea of dantian qi collapsed, and the surging spirit yuan reintroduced into the meridians. Operate according to the Great Week of the Desolation Sutra. Constantly refined by the energy of the clouds.

As for Yun Yuechan and the others, who had died at Chen Feng's hands and appeared like an illusion in his perception, they were completely ignored by him.

When these people were alive, Chen Feng was not afraid, let alone wiped out.

The refined spirit yuan gathered again towards Chen Feng's dantian qi sea, and finally converged into a brilliant essence in the pulsating compression. Soybean seeds.

Wait until the fierce thunder light flowing on the surface of Chen Feng's body hides into his body. The black cloud brilliance was also absorbed by the hunger and thirst that penetrated its flesh.

The vision between heaven and earth gradually dissipated, and the obscured sunshine shone down, sweeping away the haze of Xuantian Peak, and there was no longer a sense of calamity.

Except for the nine Xuantian Cherry Trees being bare, and the ground of Xuanying Valley being pressed out of a spider's web-like crack by Chen Feng's weight, the entire Xuantian Peak was not significantly damaged.

After the tribulation, Chen Feng's left wrist was faintly revealed, without any interruption, and the withered bracelet still released innate spiritual fluid, which was fed by his dry body.

found that Chen Feng's wrinkled flesh was like a dead tree in spring, and began to glow with rich strength and vitality, and the fat man with a fierce face couldn't help but show an unwilling appearance.

"It seems that he has really stepped into the Xuanxuan period......"

Wu Mofei, who had some deference to Chen Feng's matter, said with emotion.

"A Qi Refining Stage cultivator can attack the Xuan and be able to cause the Heart Demon Tribulation, which is really a bit amazing!" Looking at the negative energy that came out of Chen Feng's body, turning into a dense and small head, and biting it with a veil, Ji Xuanji took a deep breath.

Facing the dense and small heads, gnawing on his own flesh, Chen Feng looked calm, without a trace of panic.

"Buzz~~~"

As Chen Feng's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, the terrifying power of the Heavenly Body rippled and rippled with a ring of power, directly shattering countless black heads and scattering them in the wind.

"I just broke through the Xuan Period, and I encountered this kind of small heavenly tribulation, it seems that the path of cultivation is really not easy to walk. Chen Feng sighed in his heart.

Although the ascension of cultivation caused a heavenly tribulation, Chen Feng's physical body and spirit yuan were also baptized and condensed even more because of this.

Speaking of which, Chen Feng's cultivation time was also continuous, and he also paid a lot of money in order to step into the important cultivation threshold of the Tongxuan Period.

The foundation of casting immortality is profound, but for Chen Feng, it is a huge burden, and even brings him a feeling of a small horse and a big cart.

This time he was able to advance to the Xuan Xuan Period, Chen Feng was also mixed in his heart, looking at his hands, he didn't move in the Xuan Ying Valley for a long time.

Until the hunger and thirst of the flesh like that of a hungry ghost disappeared, Chen Feng's cultivation of the first layer of the Heavenly Body, the astral texture supernatural power achieved had become clearer and clearer, making him look extremely weird.

When Chen Feng's terrifying weight converged, the spiritual fluid accumulated in the desolate bracelet was also consumed, and the spiritual charm released on his left wrist gradually faded.

After Ji Xuanji found that Chen Feng was no longer in trouble, he did not come forward to say hello to him, but smiled with emotion and left Xuanying Valley silently.

For Ji Xuanji, Chen Feng's crossing of the catastrophe can be said to have dragged his heart to his throat, fortunately, no one took this opportunity to do it this time, otherwise what kind of consequences would occur, the old man even dared not imagine.

Previously, the two worship elders, Yang Yuan and Yan Tong, resigned one after another, although Ji Xuanji guessed that the two of them might be due to the changes that happened in the Sacred Yuan Forbidden Land, but they were still quite cautious.

With Ji Xuanji's cultivation in the late stage of the life and death realm of the Yuan Dynasty, he could clearly feel the strength of the two of them.

In Ji Xuanji's opinion. Yang Yuan is at least a strong man in the life and death realm, and the happy old man Yan Tong is probably in his own cultivation. More powerful than the young Yuan.

In contrast, Chen Feng, Wu Mofei, and the fierce fat man Mao San are much weaker in their own cultivation.

Chen Feng had just broken into the early stage of Tongxuan, and as for Wu Mofei and Mao San, they were only cultivators in the late stage of Tongxuan, but Ji Xuanji did not have a low cultivation because of the three of them. I saw it clearly.

Even if Ji Xuanji was only the nominal sect master of the Xuanming Sect, it could still be determined through all aspects of understanding. Chen Feng and the three of them must have extremely terrifying means.

Chen Feng, who was surging with vitality and had survived the catastrophe, looked up at the fierce fat man in mid-air, and a sneer faintly appeared on his face. It doesn't seem to be taken too seriously.

"Hey~~~"

Facing Chen Feng's gaze. Mao Sanfei barely squeezed out a smile on his face, and quickly retreated from Xuanying Valley.

"You're here to find me?"

Scattering a puff of Xuan cherry blossoms that had lost their spirituality, Chen Feng glanced at the mushroom-headed girl and said.

"I want to know about Cangbi City......"

Wu Mofei fell into the valley, revealing a little unspeakable weakness.

"I'm afraid I can't help you, because I don't know much about the real situation in Cangbi City. Chen Feng looked sincere and decisively rejected the mushroom-headed girl.

In the Western Ancient Region, there are women with a hairstyle like a mushroom head. It's rare, and most women wear their hair in a bun. Wu Mofei's mushroom head made Chen Feng a little strange.

Although I thought about it early on that it was not easy to get the situation of Cangbi City in Chen Feng's mouth, but after being rejected by the man in front of him, Wu Mofei still didn't know what to do.

"You should be a member of the Tianwu Dynasty, the Wu clan who controls the Super Dynasty still doesn't know that there is no way to do it, do you think that with my little cultivator who barely entered the Tongxuan Period, will have greater ability?" After Chen Feng smiled bitterly, he had already walked into the waterfall in the valley, and he didn't have the meaning of intersecting too much with the mushroom-headed girl.

"Will you stay in Xuanming Sect forever?"

The mushroom-headed girl almost shouted, and asked Chen Feng in the sound of the roaring waterfall.

"Of course, it was nice to stay here for a while. Chen Feng's faint smile flashed in the valley, revealing affirmation.

Seeing Chen Feng sitting on an oval boulder in the waterfall pool, letting the surging waterfall water annihilate the impact of a black power suit, the mushroom-headed girl quickly turned around, and her cute and delicate face showed a look of annoyance.

Unlike Chen Feng, who quickly quieted down after the tribulation, the entire monks of Xuantian Peak were all touched by it, and they all guessed who caused such a terrifying vision of heaven and earth.

However, because of the gray-robed old man's stop, until this time, the disciples of the Xuanming Sect failed to understand the reason for the manifestation of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Including the fierce fat man Mao San, the vast majority of people in Xuanming Sect did not know the true identity of Chen Feng, and they knew very little about him.

Compared with the passage of time, Chen Feng's tribulation can only be regarded as a small episode, without causing damage to Xuantian Peak, it will eventually become a thing of the past, and it will be regarded as an incomprehensible situation by some people, and gradually buried in memory.

Year after year, although the nine Xuan Cherry Trees in Xuan Ying Valley reopened with countless pink Xuan Cherry Blossoms, there was no obvious change in the days for the quiet cultivation life of Xuan Ming Sect.

The preaching and preaching of the Xuanzhu Faya are still continuing, and some of the disciples of the Xuanming Sect can still show their faces during the day, and they are completely quiet at night.

Since the Xuanming Sect's worship hall recruited elders, the Ming sect of the Xuanming Sect no longer participated in the affairs of the outside world, if it hadn't interrupted the selection of new disciples, I was afraid that it would be no different from the closed mountain gate.

In the past two years, except for a few inner disciples who went out to travel far away and selected good seedlings, the vast majority of the old disciples of the Xuanming Sect have never left the Xuantian Forest for a single step.

On the sunny Xuantian Temple Square, Ji Xuanji and the gray-robed old man Yang Zhi played a game with a relaxed face.

Looking at the rolling sea of clouds in the distance, Ji Xuanji let out a sigh and said with a smile: "It seems that the changes in Gu Yuan have finally survived, and for nearly three years, the four new worship elders in the sect are unusually quiet, which is really a bit unexpected to me!"

"Isn't that what cultivation is all about, day after day, year after year. Just as the senior brother in charge said, our Xuanming Sect doesn't have anything worth watching!" Yang Zhi, the gray-robed old man, smiled faintly, and he didn't have the nervousness when Chen Feng and the others first arrived at Xuanming Sect.

"The Great Xia Dynasty is competing with each other. The battle between the two realms of righteousness and demons in the Sacred Abyss Forbidden Land has also been inextricably linked in the past two years, and the world outside is so chaotic, it is impossible for our Xuanming Sect to remain calm for a long time, after all, those four people will not cultivate so unchanged...... "I saw a handsome young man walking in the distance. Ji Xuanji resolutely kept silent.

"Master, Senior Sister Xinlan wants to ask to see you?"

After a while, a handsome young man in a black robe came to the ugly old man. Slightly bowed and asked.

"I didn't expect that Xinlan girl to have given up yet, is it so important that rights and identity in the world are so important?" Ji Xuanji's scorched old face. A little emotion.

"If you don't advance, you will retreat. At present, the Great Xia Dynasty is rising together, if our Xuanming Sect does not act, I am afraid that we will lose the opportunity to be great, not to mention the endless rivers and mountains of the Great Xia Dynasty, that is, the Sixteen Prefectures of Luoyan, there are also many opportunities, I heard that among the Sixteen Prefectures of Luoyan, there are already many cultivation sects that have taken advantage of the situation to rise. The gray-robed old man Yang Zhi hesitated. Or persuade to speak out.

"Let Xinlan come over. ”

Ji Xuanji nodded solemnly, as if he had some concerns.

"Ge Chening, this kid is getting more and more stable. Speaking of which, he is the same age as Chen Feng, and now he is a monk in the early stage of Jindan, and he has the supernatural root of the Dark Thunder, and he found him in the Shengqiong Dynasty back then, which is really a big gain for the sect, I think this child is no worse than Chen Feng. The gray-robed old man's appreciation was undisguised.

"Lei Ling can be regarded as the best spiritual root at all, and it has both innate divine power roots, which is even rarer, but compared to Chen Feng's monsters, Chopping Ning is still a little worse. Ji Xuanji said with a little regret.

"In the past few years, there have been many low-level strong cultivators in the Western Ancient Region, and there will definitely be fierce collisions between the strong people of this generation in the future, but I don't know who is the strongest among them!"

"There are also many kinds of low-level cultivators, such as Ruan Yun, Qiao Xueqing, Yuan Miaoqi, and other monks, who have already become famous, but because of some special opportunities, they were able to rebuild the beginning of the dynasty, and characters like them are still different from Chen Feng. Ji Xuanji pointed out.

"This is also true, although there are many terrifying low-level cultivators in the Western Ancient Region, some of them have a more or less relationship with Chen Feng, once these people are gathered, they are definitely a combat force that should not be underestimated. Under Elder Yang Zhi's gaze, a beautiful girl had already been led by Ge Qining from the mountain road.

"Master ......"

The girl came to the front of Yingying Yifu, and the aura of the water spirit root in the middle of the Jindan was extremely thick.

If Chen Feng was on the square of the Xuantian Hall at this time, he would recognize that this girl was the daughter of Yan Qianqiu, the former lord of Cangbi City.

At the time of Qianqu Peak, Chen Feng used to have a relationship with Yan Xinlan, but with the fall of the Great Yan Dynasty, Yan Qianqiu had already been damaged in the war, if Yan Xinlan hadn't joined the Xuanming Sect early, most of them would have been difficult to protect.

"Xinlan, it's been a few years since you broke into the middle stage of Jindan, and you haven't made much progress since then, are you already at ease when you become a Jindan strong cultivator?" The ugly old man glanced at the girl, and his tone was slightly low.

"Xinlan knows that she is wrong, since the turmoil of the Great Xia Dynasty, I have indeed neglected a lot in cultivation......" The beautiful girl lowered her eyebrows, without the slightest intention of refuting.

"After the catastrophe of the burial of the ancients, the Wu clan of the Great Xia Dynasty did appear lonely, but this is enough to remind you that behind the prosperity of a dynasty, after all, it is supported by the powerful man who turns his hands over for the clouds and covers his hands for the rain, with your cultivation in the middle of Jindan, what can you get, and what can you use to support your desires?" Ji Xuanji got up and looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, leaving the girl with an old back.

Hearing the old man's words, Yan Xinlan's delicate body shook slightly, opened her red lips, and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Whether the sect can give you help or not, it's not for the teacher to have the final say, as a disciple of the Xuanming Sect, you should know very well that such major events involving the rise and fall of the sect are determined by the Elder Pavilion and the Offering Hall, if you can't convince the elders of the sect, the idea of recovering the Great Yan Dynasty is best to stop here. Ji Xuanji sighed and waved his hand to the girl.

"Senior Brother in charge, why did you deliberately mention the worship hall, the Xuanming Sect has been calm for nearly three years, do you still have any concerns about those four people?"

"After all, it is a big living person, how can it be quiet all the time, I think that after more than two years of precipitation, some people will not be able to bear the loneliness of going out, instead of waiting for the upcoming changes, it is better to take the initiative to guide it, inform everyone in the sect, and tomorrow will hold the trial selection of the land of blood and bones in Xuantian Square. Ji Xuanji's arrangement made the gray-robed old man Yang Zhi look shocked.

"Senior brother, our Ming Sect has not conducted the selection of the Blood and Bone Trial for nearly a hundred years, this decision not only involves the safety of the Ming Sect entering the Blood and Bone Land, but also has a lot to do with the Hidden Sect, do you really want to do this?" Yang Zhi confirmed with some concern.

Ji Xuanji nodded without the slightest hesitation: "I have also informed the four new worship elders, and the sect has also recruited many new disciples with good qualifications in the past two years, rather than letting the curiosity and speculation spread in the door, it is better to take this opportunity to let these new entrants all appear." ”

"Since the worship hall recruited the worship elders, some of the elite disciples in the sect have been quite complaining, plus the worship elders have not shown up for a long time, and some doubts are even more prominent, I am afraid that the selection of the trial in the land of blood and bones will cause something!" The gray-robed old man clenched his fists, and seemed to be a little nervous.

"The real strong are not afraid of challenges, in the face of strong strength, all doubts will disappear, and I am convinced of the strength of the four new worship elders in the worship hall. Ji Xuanji smiled lightly and comforted. (To be continued......)