Rattle A black crow flapped its wings and flew up from the branches, with a pair of bean-sized dark eyes, staring closely at the bloody female corpse, opening its sharp mouth and about to peck.
The breath of death is permeating, and it is still a fresh female corpse, but it is already decaying.
"Brute, can you eat anyone's meat?"
Feng Feiyun stretched out his finger and pointed out a black finger light, piercing the black crow, bursting into a blood dance, and a flame burst up, "crackling and burning."
The female corpse was removed and placed flat on the ground, without any anger on her body, and she still had body temperature, proving that she had just died.
Feng Feiyun stood there, overlooking the female corpse on the ground, and was silent for a long time, then dug a pit and buried her in the forest, which soon became a wasteland and a lonely grave.
Cold wind, cool night, lonely grave.
A generation of evil sect demon girls, beautiful in life, but after death, she was also a bloody corpse, buried in this most desolate place, and after many years, it turned into a piece of loess.
At that time, this lonely grave may also be smoothed out by the years.
Thousands of years later, who knows that there was such a woman as her in this world At that time, Feng Feiyun may still be alive, and may occasionally remember her, but she must have blurred her face, blurred her name, and couldn't even remember where she was buried.
I just knew that there was such a woman at that time, who had hurried through her life.
"Everyone is a passerby in this world, and when they are born, it means that they are stepping into death, and no one can escape."
Feng Feiyun just stood silently in front of the grave, condensed, pondering, his mood was a little heavy, but there was not much emotional fluctuation.
Cultivators may really become more and more indifferent.
If you see this world thoroughly, you will also take some things lightly, birth, old age, sickness and death, all of them are fate, the power of heaven, and how can manpower resist Feng Feiyun and the female demon did not enter Banyu Mountain, so they settled at the foot of Banyu Mountain, and arranged a formation to hide their traces, and the monks of all forces came to explore near Banyu Mountain, but no one found them.
The female demon sat on a boulder, motionless, for three days, and there was an invisible force on the top of the half-pile of mountains, drilling into her body to help her recover.
According to Feng Feiyun's guess, the reason why she wanted to return to the bottom of the mountain was like wanting to absorb the power of the ancient altar.
Feng Feiyun sat in a formation, his body was full of treasure, and a brilliant True Glory Spirit Stone in his hand was reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was quickly absorbed.
"Bang" When this piece of True Yao Spirit Stone was absorbed, on Feng Feiyun's right hand and arm, one after another spiritual qi gathered at one point, and one life point exploded Then it opened, and golden light burst out from the life hole, communicating heaven and earth and dantian.
The endless aura rushed back to the body, like a spring of rain pouring out people's flesh and blood.
"The Thirty-Fourth Cave of Life" Feng Feiyun's eyes opened, and the life points sank from the surface of the skin, hiding in the tendons, in the past three days, Feng Feiyun's cultivation has simply improved by leaps and bounds, and he has opened twenty-five life points in a row, plus the nine life points opened at the beginning, a total of thirty-four life points.
The life point is the bridge that communicates the dantian and heaven and earth.
The more life points you open, the more heaven and earth aura you can mobilize, and your cultivation will naturally become stronger.
"A total of two thousand-year-old spirit grasses and five True Yao Spirit Stones were consumed.
A thousand-year-old spirit grass can help me open ten life points, and a true spirit stone can help me open one life point. ” Whether it is a thousand-year-old spirit grass or a true spirit stone, they are all treasures in the immortal cultivation world.
In particular, the thousand-year-old spirit grass is extremely rare, and each plant is worth tens of millions of gold, which can cause the cultivators of the Heavenly Mandate Realm to compete for it.
Feng Feiyun's two thousand-year-old spirit grasses were both dug up from the Feng family's ancestral land, and now it is quite difficult to get one.
"There are a total of 360 potential life points in the human body, and how many resources do you have to consume to open all 360 life points?"
The cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation can rely on the accumulation of time as well as the accumulation of resources.
It's just that the resources consumed are huge, even if they are at the level of the four major gates, they can't afford to consume them, and only the top Tianjie can enjoy such treatment, and use countless resources to pile up a peerless genius.
The geniuses of the Eight Epic Levels, those Highnesses of the Evil Sect, and Princess Luofu were almost all piled up with endless resources, otherwise they would not have been so terrifying in their cultivation at such a young age.
For example, in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation, ordinary people need to cultivate for twenty years before they can cultivate all three hundred and sixty life acupoints, which can only be done by talented people.
But for Princess Luofu, they can rely on the huge spiritual resources to cultivate three hundred and sixty life points within two months.
That's the gap between the two.
Therefore, those geniuses with higher status will compete more fiercely, and what they are fighting for is the limited resources in the immortal sect, so that they can cultivate faster, and the gap between them and their peers will widen.
Opening the thirty-four life points has greatly improved Feng Feiyun's cultivation.
Suddenly, in the northern sky, there was a surging sound of war drums, knock, knock, knock, this sound carried a terrifying demonic power, after hearing it, people's hearts were violently shaken.
The drums were getting closer and louder, shaking people's heads.
The wind was hunting in the air, and the drums were thundering.
Feng Feiyun suddenly stood up, flames appeared in his eyes, and he looked to the north, only to see a huge drum with a diameter of thirty zhang suspended under the clouds.
The giant drum has a bronze shell and is covered with a skin full of scales.
A hammer with thunder and lightning slammed on the drum skin, making an earth-shaking sound.
The one who lifted the hammer was a four-meter-tall Gu Jiang slave, with muscles like cold iron and golden skin, and his hammer was afraid that he had millions of catties of strength and could flatten a small mountain.
"The ancient altar turned up, could it be said that someone was absorbing the power of the secret?"
A group of Evil Sect elders in black robes flew out from behind the giant drum, each stepping on a black cloud, blood streaks flowing on their skin, looking at the top of the mountain in the distance.
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This is the cultivator of the evil sect in the fourth hall of the Senluo Palace, and the highness of the fourth hall, Xue Changxiao, is also suddenly in the ranks, wearing black clothes, standing side by side with those evil sect elders.
At the top of the mountain, the ancient altar has mysterious powers, and it has been a long time since anyone has been able to comprehend the divine power of the altar, making this place deserted for a long time, but no one can despise it.
Not long ago, there was an earth-shattering battle here, which alarmed many of the older generation of the big forces, and they rushed to come, and after two months of exploration, it was found that the altar on the top of the mountain had turned recently.
These monks of the older generation could not bear it anymore and planned to climb the mountain to explore.
"Boom" A large black temple slowly sank from the clouds, revealing half of the temple and the other side hidden in the clouds.
In the huge hall, there was a terrifying evil force, making the air unable to flow, and the whole world seemed to turn into a pool of stagnant water.
The elders and highnesses of the fourth hall of Senluo all bowed slightly and bowed deeply to the temple on the canopy.
"That's a deputy hall master of the fourth temple of Senluo, and he is a super murderer."
Bi Ningshuai squatted on the ground, looking at the temple from afar.
"How do you know" Wang Meng also squatted beside him, not believing his words.
"It's really unheard of, too lazy to explain it to you."
Bi Ningshuai shook his head, suddenly his eyes shrank, staring in the other direction, his eyelids jumped suddenly, and he exclaimed: "What's the situation, why are the corpse chasers here?"
Wang Meng followed his gaze and saw an old man in a black and white corpse robe standing there on the dim snow track, with a huge bell suspended above his head, like a divine bell.
Behind the old man were more than a hundred corpses, standing in a long column, all with green light in their eyes.
Wang Meng just glanced at the old man, and he felt that his scalp was numb, and his heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his lips trembled a little and asked, "This is the legendary corpse chaser in the Northern Xinjiang Mansion."
"Nonsense, this should be the cave master who can't be a corpse cave, this is a giant-level old ghost" Bi Ningshuai recognized the old man with a hooked nose, and his whole body was nested in the snowdrift "It seems that he came to collect the ancient corpse of the giant king, and I heard that the Heavenly Marquis of the Four Directions fell on Banyu Mountain and turned into a corpse evil."
Wang Meng said.
"Tsk, tsk, it's definitely for the giant ancient corpse, those corpse chasers in the Northern Xinjiang Mansion will definitely be crazy about it, I dare to guarantee that there are definitely not only cave owners who can't corpse caves, there must be a lot of powerful corpse chasers hidden in secret, and even those few corpse chasers who inherit the ancient corpse caves have already come."
Bi Ningshuai looked at the corpse gas rolling in the sky, gritted his teeth, and cut gold and iron.
The movement under Ban Yu Mountain is too big, and several waves of old giants with big forces have appeared, each entrenched in one side, eyeing Ban Yu Mountain.
Some are for the altar on the top of the mountain, some are for the ancient corpses of the giant level, some are for the secret ancient treasures in the Banyu Mountain, and some people want to borrow the road from the Banyu Mountain to enter the hinterland of the Three Holy Counties and rush to the Yuhua Tomb.
The female demon stopped cultivating, her starry eyes opened, calm as a stone carving, although the pressure in the air could shatter all the stones, but she was as plain as water, and she was not alarmed.
"Why are there so many super strong people, what is it that can make them so tempted?"
Feng Feiyun turned the phoenix eye to observe in the void, it was really more and more frightening, it was only half an hour, there were five waves of great forces, each wave had giant-level figures, and a large number of monks of the older generation appeared.
"Hmph, ancient rumors, that altar on Banyu Mountain fell from the canopy, who can unearth the secrets in it, or be able to become holy."
The female demon said in a cold voice.
Feng Feiyun's eyes froze, glanced at her slightly, and said, "Have you already discovered the secret of that altar?"
The witch was able to absorb the power of the altar, and she had probably figured out the source of the altar's power The temptation of feathering sanctification is too great for even a giant to flock to it.
"Hmph" The female demon snorted coldly, but she didn't say a word, obviously thinking that Feng Feiyun was not worthy of asking her questions at all
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