Ning Feng opened his eyes with difficulty. The first thing he saw was the white mosquito net above his head. Then he supported his hands and sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

I'm not dead?

Ning Feng closed his eyes and thought for a long time, then sighed slightly.

He could almost be convinced that under the impossible heavenly tribulation before, he would inevitably have his soul and soul destroyed, but what was the familiar scene around him now?

What is the illusion that comes from the heavenly tribulation?

Or is it a memory replay in my mind when I am dying?

The familiar wooden bed, the familiar wooden table, and even the decorations of all the items in the room are exactly the same as those I remember.

After a moment of silence, Ning Feng raised his hands and looked at his arms that had been younger for more than ten years, and was stunned.

All this is true, not an illusion.

So, am I reborn?

...

Ning Feng was originally a time traveler in this world. When he first formed a pill in his previous life, he obtained the strongest cultivation talent on the continent in the secret realm.

But the old man in charge of the secret realm said that the rules of heavenly way have changed now, and this level of talent may be jealous of heaven, so he suggested that Ning Feng do not overcome the tribulation.

Ning Feng doesn’t care about these things. If he doesn’t survive the heavenly tribulation, then should this strongest talent be of use?

Are you a salted fish?

Ning Feng did not believe in evil, and then he died under the most powerful heavenly disaster in history.

As for how strong is Ning Feng’s talent?

Let me put it this way, even if he just eats, sleeps and beats Doudou every day, his cultivation will automatically surge up!

“Hey.”

Ning Feng sighed, and then found the mosquito net above him shaking slightly.

The windows around are clearly closed, so where does the wind come from?

"My grass!"

It was not until this time that Ning Feng realized that the spiritual energy around the world was constantly pouring into his body. Because the speed was too fast, the entire mosquito net began to shake.

That talent that was like a death-seeking ghost was still on his body and was reborn with him!

...

One year later.

It's noon, and it's time to get up.

"Young Master, it's not good, it's not good!"

A young servant who looked a few years younger than Ning Feng and in a civilian clothes rushed into the door quickly and said in a panic to Ning Feng who was sleeping.

"Thirteen, don't worry, say something slowly."

Ning Feng seemed to have not slept last night. Although he was lying on the bed, dark circles could be seen clearly around his eyes. The young servant in front of him was named Ning Shisan, who was a servant of the Ning family and also Ning Feng's servant.

"The head of the family has given a final ultimatum. If you don't go to the practice room to practice, the clan will no longer provide you with any cultivation resources from next month!"

Thirteen has been following Ning Feng to serve his daily life since he was a child. Although it is a master-servant relationship, the relationship between the two is very good, and they are more like brothers. Since Ning Feng was reborn a year ago, he has never been to a place like a practice room. He has been idle all day long and has never moved his cultivation.

Ning Feng has been scolded many times by his father, the head of the Ning family.

Even the Presbyterian Church at home has issued proposals many times to reduce Ning Feng's expenses and recover his property.

However, Ning Feng still does his own way.

Fortunately, Ning's father has many sons, and Ning Feng is ranked seventh in the family. Ning's father's attitude towards such a son who has not changed after repeated teachings is that he can do whatever he likes.

Thirteen was standing in front of Ning Feng's bed at this moment. The sprint just now made his thin body feel a little out of breath.

"Yeah, I get it."

He responded softly, then Ning Feng waved his hand and signaled Thirteen to retreat.

Resources for practice?

hehe.

I can't help myself blocking the heavenly disaster,

Is there a wool use?

Ning Feng closed his eyes again and tightened his mind.

The first thing he does every day when he wakes up is to check his cultivation as usual.

"Well, it's not bad, it's still the third level of Qi Condensation!"

Ning Feng didn’t slept very well last night, but he had already had much better experience than half a year ago, and he had a dream at least.

What Ning Feng is most worried about now is that one day he wakes up and finds that his cultivation suddenly soars a lot.

After knowing the unsolved heavenly tribulation, he dared not be willful in this life.

I remember that on the day I was reborn, Ning Feng fell asleep that night and didn’t control it well. Then when he woke up the next morning, his cultivation level suddenly surged from the first layer of Qi Condensation to the third layer.

Even though Ning Feng was trying his best to suppress his meridians every day to prevent the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from entering his body, a year passed and his cultivation still automatically rose to the peak of the third level of Qi Condensation.

This method of suppressing meridians is essentially different from that of those geniuses in daily life.

Suppressing cultivation refers to absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, consolidating one's own foundation, and laying the foundation for going further in the future.

To suppress the meridians, it means literally, suppressing your own meridians with all your strength and preventing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from entering the body.

If a normal monk does this, it will be very difficult to say, and his cultivation will definitely not be able to improve in an instant.

But Ning Feng is different. As the first genius in the continent, even though Ning Feng has suppressed his meridians with all his strength, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will still penetrate like crazy.

It’s just that the spiritual energy that can be penetrated is nothing.

Therefore, Ning Feng's cultivation speed still seems to be no different from before rebirth.

You should know that in the first few months, Ning Feng basically couldn't sleep in order to suppress his meridians. It was not until his body developed an instinct that the situation gradually improved.

Moreover, when there are many people, Ning Feng has to use breath-catching techniques to block his own Taoist rhyme. Otherwise, as long as he comes to a master at the Killing Stage or above, he will immediately notice the extremely abnormal Taoist rhyme fluctuations in Ning Feng's body.

If someone discovers what Ning Feng does, he will definitely be regarded as a madman.

However, in order not to be treated as a guinea pig for research, or to be taken over by an immortal body, Ning Feng could only do this.

The secret of his talent is so shocking.

It has been a year since he was reborn and Ning Feng hid all this perfectly.

Ning Feng's original qualifications can only be considered to be a middle-lower level in the entire continent. For a large cultivation family like the Ning family, it is fine to have a bottom among the legitimate sons. Even many Ning family servants have better qualifications than Ning Feng.

But if you improve by a small stage a year, this speed is already the ultimate that Ning Feng can achieve. Of course, this extreme refers to the ultimate in Ning Feng's efforts to reduce his cultivation speed.

As usual, he opened the window in his attic and Ning Feng took a deep breath of fresh air outside.

At this speed, maybe I can live another seven years, right?

Nowadays, the cultivation system of the mainland, after condensing qi, is to build foundations, form elixirs, transform the Nascent Soul, transform the gods, and merge. Every time one level is promoted, a heavenly tribulation will come.

However, because of Ning Feng's talent, something seemed to have gone wrong with his heavenly tribulation.

It means that as long as Ning Feng reaches the foundation-building stage, he will be finished once the heavenly tribulation comes!

In the past year, Ning Feng has been looking for ways to escape the heavenly tribulation as if he was crazy, but the conclusions he came to are the same.

The heavenly tribulation cannot be avoided.

Then he settled for the second best, thinking about becoming a mortal.

After looking up a large number of books, Ning Feng finally understood that the mainland's cultivation system had changed ten thousand years ago. If you want to disperse your power, you will not be able to open the sea of ​​energy and smash the dantian - that is not much different from suicide.

As for laying a solid foundation, if you are invincible at the same level, you will survive the heavenly tribulation again?

Don't think about it anymore.

Ning Feng had already understood what the concept of that heavenly tribulation was in his previous life. Ning Feng, who was already in the Dan-King Stage, passed the tribulation, and then the heavenly tribulation that was descended actually experienced countless spatial fluctuations!

Ning Feng was sure that he read it right, that was the fluctuation of space!

Is this the fucking heavenly tribulation of the fusion period?

I have surpassed the level of the number of levels!

...

Outside the window is the largest lake in Ningjia. The breeze is gentle and the blue waves are rippling, and the scenery is excellent.

I think I will fail to survive the tribulation in a few years and die here, so it’s still okay.

If you can find a way to overcome the heavenly tribulation brought by this invincible talent, Ning Feng would not want to stay at home like he is now.

But he really tried it. In this year, he searched through almost all the classics he could find, all the records related to the heavenly tribulation, and all the books he could come into contact with...

The result is...not found.
To be continued...