Lan Feng seemed to have not heard the old man's words, but just stood in a daze. His eyes looked at every corner of the village with a hint of sadness, and there was blood everywhere.
Chen Feng's memories that had been half a year long surging loosened in the depths of Lanfeng's abyss, revealing pictures, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one,
Lan Feng was injured, and a deep anger ignited in his body. The corners of his mouth cracked and he laughed in a tragic conversation, "Hahahaha..."
His voice seemed very quiet at first, and it was heard in a low voice, and it became louder as slowly as it was. A blood light flashed across his eyes and instantly became as charming as bloody as red.
“Buzz…”
The strong wind blew, but it was wrapped around Luo Village and could not be blown over.
The old man looked at Lan Feng with some suspicion. Just as Lan Feng's eyes turned blood red just now, the old man felt his whole body become cold, as if he fell into the Nine Nether Hell, with hundreds of ghosts plagued by them and demons flying all over the sky.
Dozens of robbers were stunned at this time, and a ray of panic surged in their hearts, and they didn't even know why they felt this way.
They found that if they moved at this moment, they would kill endless anger and kill themselves into a ball of waste.
At this time, they were really afraid. They were all unable to survive in Yujing. They were chased and fled out of the ground and fell into Caoke. They specialized in robbing weak villages, accumulated to a certain extent, and then returned to Yujing and made a fortune.
Therefore, they knew very well about the Taoist warriors in the city. The strongest one in their circle was undoubtedly the peak warriors. At this time, Lan Feng was terrifying, and they all felt that they had surpassed this level. Like the martial artists of Zhoulu Academy, the academy was invincible in his mind.
"Who are you? Why are you interfering with our actions? Are you looking for death?" The bandit leader bit the bullet and pretended to be the boss. He was regaining confidence for himself. His yelling really felt that he was much bolder.
No longer felt Lan Feng's terrifying existence as before, the bandits also roared by their leader, and suddenly came back, and they all day long, living between life and death.
Although they are all warriors who cannot condense their spiritual power, their minds are extremely powerful and they recover in an instant.
"Who am I?" Lan Feng muttered twice, and a gray light swelled around him, and then the sound of the dragon roaring and sword sounded out.
Lan Feng's spiritual power surged as he was silent, and it started to increase little by little since the primary warrior, from the primary warrior to the great-success warrior, the peak warrior... the great-success spirit warrior... and the peak soul warrior, but he still couldn't stop. The spiritual power was still condensing, climbing upwards, and stopping forever.
Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the air changed color and became dim in an instant. The wind blew up and thunder exploded. However, these strange phenomena were isolated from the village by an invisible force and could not flow into the village.
"Ao...hiss..."
Nine Dragons emerged from Lan Feng's body, and roared towards the sky like thunder. The barbarian sword energy swept into the sky. The halo of Dantian appeared after the Nine Dragon's phantom Manbarian sword energy appeared, and it kept twisting around Lan Feng, but it no longer swelled outward like Lan Feng's previous rushing through the entrance.
The dantian halo that broke through the innate realm seemed to have undergone some abnormal change, or the dantian halo was accumulating before, and there was a qualitative change at this moment.
At this time, Lan Feng felt that the halo of the dantian was truly integrated into the world. The world was his own dantian, and he could absorb the spiritual energy of the sky at will.
Lan Feng's spiritual consciousness swept thousands of miles away with a moving movement, and all things in the sky were in his heart. He felt that he could break the sky with just one raising his hand.
Then Lan Feng saw a bamboo slip in his heart, which was a colorless Zen book. He had hoped for the colorless Zen book. With this Buddhist book, he repaired his mind, or cleaned the blood pool, and was no longer so evil.
But Lan Feng only understood the truth and could not understand it thoroughly, so he was forgotten by Lan Feng.
I never thought that after the battle at Beimingyuan, Lan Feng came to Zhongzhou to seal his memories because he did not want to go back to his past, so that he could live an ordinary life. However, he slowly let go of Lan Feng's thoughts and entered a state of no desires and no desires. His soul slowly improved and continued to sublimate over the years.
Although he did not practice, he invisibly improved his cultivation and reached perfection, thus breaking through the peak soul martial arts realm and embarking on the innate realm that countless people have dreamed of.
The cultivation of the Soul Martial Realm is the most mysterious realm. What he cultivates is not power but directs to the cultivation of the original heart, soul, and mind.
It can be said that some realms are the most difficult to break through, or they can be said to be the easiest to practice. Among them, there is only one word for soul, soul cultivation, and the understanding of the state of mind, you will step into the innate realm.
For example, people in the peak soul martial arts realm such as Long Xiaotian and Lan Zhan have increased their strength to the peak strength, but their mood is not clear and they stop at the peak soul martial arts realm.
However, thanks to these states of mind, some major forces have passed on for a long time, and their predecessors can simulate their state and thus break through to the innate realm.
However, this kind of breakthrough is naturally not comparable to that of warriors who truly understand the mind and break through. Therefore, young geniuses of ordinary major forces simulate their state of mind and break through to the innate realm, but come out alone to temper themselves and truly consolidate their state of mind.
In Lan Feng's heart, the colorless Zen books jumped out of the bamboo slips like tadpoles, and gathered together to become a Buddha's light dragon.
The Buddha's light dragon swam in the air above the sea of heart, opened its mouth and roared and merged with its soul, making his mind stable and not destroyed by all things.
Just in Lan Feng's soul, his mind jumped into the innate realm, and his body was covered with halo of dantian, twisted and turned into a dragon shape, roared to the sky, and opened his mouth to suck the spiritual energy of Zhoutian. Suddenly, a strong wind outside Luo Village gathered and enveloped Lan Feng's body, and was constantly absorbed by him, causing his spiritual power to follow him into the innate realm.
When Lan Feng's spiritual power was secretly talking about the fierce wind around him, his body emitted a terrifying spiritual power in infinite silence. This is the spiritual power of the innate realm, majestic and vast.
The old man, or bandit, including Xiao Xuelian, was unable to move under the power emitted by Lan Feng. At this moment, they found that their bodies were no longer what they were, and their eyes were full of fear.
The bandits panicked. They were really scared this time. They were struggling to escape, but they could not move, and their eyes were full of fear.
Suddenly, Lan Feng's eyelids blinked, and then opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly felt that Lan Feng was like this sky-loving thunder and burst out purple lightning, with supreme power.
"It's not our business, it's not our business. We just came over to rob and now we're back all the property..." After Lan Feng dissipated the spiritual power of the innate realm, the bandit recovered and screamed in panic, and fell to the ground with all the property he robbed.
Lan Feng stood quietly and turned slowly. His bloody eyes looked at the bandits like this, and two blood lights shot out from his eyes, and the entire air became discolored again.
"Boom..."
The blood fell into the bandits and exploded in a row. Thunder surging, covering the crowd in the rolling smoke. Even a group of people were killed without even a shout.
After killing a bandit, Lan Feng slowly turned around and looked at Xiao Xuelian and the others. A hint of sadness appeared on his face. He talked with bloody eyes and blood light, and he recovered.
Lan Feng took a step forward, stepping forward with the blood on the ground, and came to the old man. His spiritual consciousness swept over the old man, and he knew that the old man had no hope of life, and he just lived to this day with a sense of will.
Lan Feng half-squatted down like a hint of sentiment, looking at the old man Cangsang, but he sniffed his words for a while and didn't know what to say.
"Brother Feng, save your father quickly and save your father..." Xiao Xuelian cried with a sad face and called out with a crying voice. She was extremely sad, and tears were covered with her little face.
The old man smiled blindly, touching Xiao Xuelian like love, and looked back at Lanfeng. The old man grabbed Lanfeng's hand with his old hand, held Xuelian's hand with the other hand and put it on Lanfeng's hand, held it tightly, and said weakly, "She...Sister...Sister...Zi Yanluo...At Zhou...Lu...Academy..." Before he finished speaking, he was so angry that he fell down like powerlessness, his eyelids slowly closed, and died quietly.
"Dad, Dad..." Xiao Xuelian held the old man and cried silently, and her crying in her arms was circling with pain.
Lan Feng sat half-sitting beside Xue Lian, doing nothing or saying nothing. His eyes were just looking at the far away front, with a hint of sadness on his face.
A few days later, at a valley entrance in the village, Lanfeng walked slowly over with a tired figure in his arms. A spark in Luo Village behind him burned a little, and fires burst into flames. The fire gradually grew bigger and burned the village into a thick flame, dyeing the whole day red.
Xiao Xuelian half hugged Lanfeng and swallowed it, she shed tears of pain. She looked back several times, reluctant to leave and could not look like herself.