Chapter 594 Touching the Edge of the Avenue

"If it's Feng Wan, then everything will be explained.

Why can she destroy the Dantian of a Golden Core monk with one kick, and why she has an eighth-level defensive array.

He was still fine after being burned by fire, and now he dares to challenge a tornado.

Because she is Feng Wan."

The male cultivators of Ling Yuan Sect, whose faces were still swollen, shut up and dared not speak at this moment.

They dare to ridicule an ordinary female cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, but they really don't dare to laugh at Feng Wan.

Not to mention Fengwan's own excellence, even his backers are not something they can mess with.

Mo Qiong had great respect for this late-stage foundation-building female cultivator from the beginning. She must have guessed Feng Wan's identity a long time ago.

She went too far. Now that she knew it, she didn't tell them. Wasn't she deliberately trying to make them offend Feng Wan?

Offending the seventh-level alchemy master would not do them any good.

For a moment, they wanted to question Mo Qiong, but they didn't have the confidence.

In the end I could only sulk myself.

Feng Wan lost track of time as soon as he entered the cultivation state.

By the time she finished practicing, it was already noon the next day.

Perhaps because he has adapted to the heat here, Fengwan feels that the temperature here is not so unbearable.

Keep walking forward, since the compass has failed anyway, it doesn't matter which direction you go.

When Feng Wan left could no longer bear the scorching temperature, he would stop meditating.

Ever since they knew Feng Wan's identity, the male cultivators from Ling Yuan Sect were very determined to follow Feng Wan.

Feng Wan knew that they had been following behind, but did not stop them.

She is not alone on this road. They can go as long as they want, as long as they don't hinder her.

After wandering around for half a month, they still had not left the desert.

Fengwan has been relying on his own willpower to persevere, using fire spirit energy to practice during the day, and even practicing in a tornado after the sun sets.

After half a month of experience and growth, not only was her spiritual power not depleted, but her reserves were even stronger.

Being cut repeatedly by the wind, my body became stronger.

But only Feng Wan is like this, the others are in misery.

Not only that the spiritual stones were almost exhausted, but there was not much spiritual power left.

Because it is too hot during the day, I need to use my spiritual power to protect my body, and at night I have to avoid tornadoes.

Even if you can meditate and practice, the time is extremely short.

This results in more use and less replenishment, so overall, spiritual power is constantly being consumed.

If this continues, they will really despair.

"Fairy Mo Qiong, we really can't do this anymore. You should think of a way quickly. We came out with you.

If something happens to all of us, you won't be able to explain it to Zongli."

"Yes, actually we are not making things difficult for you. If it doesn't work, just let Ancestor think of a way."

Although Mo Qiong already has a bad impression of them, she is a disciple of Ling Yuan Sect after all, so she will naturally not ignore them.

But the problem now is that she can't even protect herself.

The only way now is to seek help from the ancestors.

"Ancestor, what should we do next?"

In such a harsh environment, even the ancestors in the Mahayana realm felt very uncomfortable.

"As long as it's night, you can meditate and practice."

"Ancestor, this won't work. We will be swept away by the tornado."

Someone quickly raised objections. They were not Fengwan who dared to challenge Tornado.

The ancestor of the Mahayana realm glanced at the disciple who spoke and continued.

"This ancestor of the tornado will block it for you, so you can rest assured and replenish your spiritual power."

"So that's the case, so thank you ancestor."

Now the disciples of Ling Yuan Sect felt confident.

This was done that night.

The ancestor of Ling Yuan Sect's Mahayana Realm also kept his promise and really went to block the tornado.

But a tornado is not so easy to block. Even the ancestors of the Mahayana realm spent a lot of spiritual power to change the path of the tornado.

After persisting like this for several days, the ancestor of Ling Yuan Sect's Mahayana Realm could hardly bear it anymore.

He really admired Feng Wan now for insisting on challenging the tornado every night.

His cultivation was two realms higher than hers. He couldn't stand it any longer, but Feng Wan became more and more courageous with every setback.

Since they couldn't get out and there were no clues from the Ouija board, the disciples of Ling Yuanzong simply stayed put and could save some spiritual power and spiritual stones.

Although the compass failed, Fengwan still traveled through most of the desert based on his feelings.

Since entering the desert, there has been no response from the three Ouija Boards in the space, which means that the Ouija Board guarding the Western Wilderness should not be here.

Since you are not here, then find a way to leave as soon as possible.

At night one month after entering the desert, Fengwan flew into the air again and quickly condensed his finger tips.

After practicing in the tornado for a month, Feng Wan not only became more resistant to beatings, but also performed finger techniques faster.

That speed almost caught up with the speed of a monk in the Transformation of God Realm.

Sure enough, people's explosive power is greatest when life and death are at stake.

Of course, the pain and pressure that needs to be endured are also huge.

Feng Wan fights with bruises all over his body every night. Although Bai Yu and the other cubs are used to it, they still worry every time.

The Tyrant Lion in mid-air had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

Feng Wan still performed the finger gestures as quickly as usual this time, but this time it was a little faster than last night.

After the finger gestures were played, the pain of the wind cutting through the flesh did not occur.

The huge tornado seemed to be tamed and circled around her.

Feng Wan tried a few more finger tricks, and the tornado moved left or right according to her instructions.

Did she succeed? Feng Wan was overjoyed and hurriedly recited the formula silently, intending to absorb the huge spiritual power in the wind for his own use.

The disciples of Ling Yuan Sect who arrived in a hurry did not know what happened.

What they could see was that the tornado was spinning at high speed like a top, but it did not hurt anyone.

The top of the tornado is holding a person, and that person is Feng Wan who is practicing cross-legged practice.

As the magic formula begins to operate, Fengwan transforms the power of the wind into wind spiritual power, and then transports it to the Dantian through the meridians and spiritual roots for storage.

As Feng Wan absorbs the wind force, the tornado holding her becomes smaller and smaller.

"Oh my god, I have a bold guess. Fengwan seems to be using the power of this tornado to practice again."

"Yes, the tornado is getting smaller and smaller, as if it was eaten by her."

"It's so incredible that it can still be like this."

[Buran, Xiao Wanwan did it, she actually touched the edge of the avenue.]

When a cultivator reaches the Mahayana realm, he or she will be able to discern the laws governing the operation of heaven.

However, it is only a preliminary understanding of whether one can grasp the laws of the movement of heaven. That depends on the comprehension of the cultivator.

When monks reach the Tribulation Realm, they can create simple ways of their own.

Feng Wan was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but he actually understood the Tao. His understanding was really too high.

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