Liu Feng was stunned for a moment in confusion, and then he followed Qin Shi's gaze and noticed two figures on the east side looking towards Qin Shi with sinister eyes.
One person is undoubtedly Li Qi.
The other person is General Qi Hao.
Seeing the clear coldness between the two of them, Liu Feng twitched the corner of his mouth: "Are they still planning to continue making trouble?"
"Haha, Brother Liu Feng needs to understand that some people will always think that I am a waste who can only rely on external force until they are defeated by me personally."
Qin Shi took a cold breath with a sly smile on his lips, immediately retracted his gaze, tightened his black robe, and stepped forward: "It's just that they don't know that if they provoke me, it will be a nightmare that will never go away."
Boom!
An inexplicable chill spread across my heart.
In just a short moment, an invisible killing intent lurked in the dust, and cold sweat actually flowed out of Liu Feng's forehead.
"What a terrible guy..."
After being silent for a long time, Liu Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead, and his opinion of Qin Shi sublimated again in his heart.
…
When everyone returned to the tent, dusk had gone.
The misty moonlight dispersed through the wind and sand, making it look a bit mysterious in this night.
In a certain tent, a young man wrapped in a black robe sat with his hands on his knees. Next to him was a light fluorescent light, like fireflies in the jungle, disappearing and appearing in the black robe.
The young man fell into selfless cultivation among the stars and fireflies.
His chest rises and falls regularly, and with every rise and fall, clear spiritual energy that fluoresces between heaven and earth flows into his mouth, merges with the viscous blood, and flows into his Dantian.
The dantian in the abdominal cavity is filled with light, and a clear and translucent spiritual crystal in the center is no longer dim. The rich and majestic spiritual power in it is vast and vast.
Surrounding the spiritual crystal are nearly a thousand mysterious runes.
The runes are shaped like a bottle, holding up the spiritual crystal in the center. The golden runes contain a vast amount of spiritual power, steaming between the fiery interweavings, transporting nutrients like the spiritual crystals.
During the day, the spiritual power input from the ancient formation of protecting the country circulates in the nine spiritual veins, complementing the spiritual power in the runes and constantly promoting the closed pores.
In the blink of an eye, all the millions of pores were opened. Qin Shi closed his black eyes tightly and felt the subtle changes in his body. With the refreshing breath adjustment of the rain and dew, it could be said that he got the result with half the effort.
boom!
Suddenly, thousands of waves rolled up on the sand pit outside the tent, and a faint golden starlight rolled up dust to form a hurricane, covering the tent.
"what happened?"
The sudden change alarmed everyone who was drinking not far away. Liu Feng quickly put down his wine glass and rushed out of the tent first, mistakenly thinking that someone was looking for trouble.
But as soon as he came out of the tent, he was stunned.
In the desert not far away, a sandstorm like a giant dragon sucking water rolled in and enveloped Qin Shi's tent.
Liu Feng and others who ran out of the tent could vaguely sense the overwhelming spiritual pressure that stirred up the dust in the tent, grinding the sand and gravel into powder.
"What the hell is this kid doing again?"
The wind and sand rolled up became more and more violent, and the movement was extremely exaggerated. Li Qi, Liu Tingting, Qi Hao, and Qingyun who were not far away were all alarmed.
They rushed out of the tent, stared blankly at the swirling sand and dust, and looked at the center of the sandstorm with a little movement in their silent eyes.
"Who is it? Making such a big noise?"
"This spiritual power...is the King's Spirit Realm?"
"Who could it be? Could it be Liu Feng?"
Some prisoners couldn't help feeling numb when they felt this spiritual power. Even Qi Hao and Qing Yun looked at each other and clenched their fists in fear.
The prisoners were whispering in silence, but the eyes of Li Qi, Qi Hao, Qingyun, and Liu Tingting suddenly showed surprise.
"It's him?"
Miaoman's delicate body trembled, and Liu Tingting was the first to shout out uncontrollably. Her clear almond eyes followed the cold wind through the sand and dust, and landed on one of the black-robed figures.
There was even a touch of fiery warmth on her delicate face.
Li Qi and Qi Hao were shocked at the same time, and their fists clenched loudly: "Is it Shi Qin?"
The tiger's body trembled under the green armor, Qi Hao's face was extremely deserted, and a touch of unwillingness and disbelief filled his heart.
He clearly remembered that a few days ago, Qin Shi was only in the Fengling realm, but in less than seven days, the latter's cultivation had surpassed his?
How could he accept this?
"Is he making a breakthrough?" Qingyun opened his mouth and suddenly understood why Gongsun Yan asked him to take special care of this Shi Qin.
"What a monster..."
Liu Feng touched the cold sweat on his forehead and couldn't help but laugh and curse.
boom!
Suddenly, the remaining clouds in the sky filled the air.
There was a loud roar of thunder amidst the furious sand and dust.
Suddenly, a pair of deep black eyes, as black as black holes in the night sky, were like a dragon awakening from a drowning in the abyss, and a clear cold current surged out, causing the wind and sand to ripple.
Boom!
Immediately, there was a loud noise, and the sand and soil on the ground opened a hundred-meter ravine, spreading like a spider web.
The black robe was pierced by the hurricane, and Qin Shi sat firmly in it.
He opened his eyes and scanned around, clenched his fists, and then a long-lost fullness spread through his body, and his skin was stained with filthy viscous liquid.
"Haha, have you finally recovered at the early stage of the King's Spiritual Realm?" Full of strength, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly upward in a profound arc.
He could feel that the spiritual power flowing in his body at this time was much stronger than before, thanks to the ancient formation of protecting the country.
Recovering his strength couldn't help but fill his heart with joy.
But before the joy could penetrate his body, the angry sandstorm gradually dissipated, causing him to frown and look around cautiously.
I saw hundreds of pairs of eyes staring directly at him, as if he had discovered a new world.
"Brother, you are so handsome!"
Immediately afterwards, a howl like a slaughtered pig echoed in Qin Shi's ears, making his eardrums slightly painful.
After covering his ears, Han Zai hugged Qin Shi's thigh fiercely like a mangy dog.
Lowering his head and looking at Han Zai, Qin Shi's mouth twitched involuntarily, but in the process, the surrounding atmosphere gradually relaxed a lot.
Qi Hao and Qing Yun were the first to come to their senses and scolded the people around them: "Don't look at it, go back and rest quickly, and rush back to Tianlao early tomorrow morning!"
Hearing the two men's expulsion, many prisoners glanced at Qin Shi unwillingly, and finally endured the throbbing in their hearts and retreated to their respective tents.
At the end of Li Qi's turn, he glanced at Qin Shi again from the corner of his eye, and a cold light flashed in his eyes as he glanced at Qin Shi.
Qin Shi, who had regained his strength, noticed the weak murderous intention in an instant and followed Li Qi's gaze. After a brief moment of looking at each other, the latter returned to the tent.
Not far from Qin Shi, Liu Feng walked up to him and patted his shoulder: "It seems that he is not ready to give up yet."
"Haha, it's not him who is in trouble." Qin Shi shrugged and laughed disapprovingly.
Hearing the sound, Liu Feng was stunned. Immediately, patches of crimson suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and a shy and flirtatious person was casting his eyes towards the two of them.
Beside the tent a hundred meters away, Liu Tingting, wrapped in a thin prison uniform, was giving Qin Shi a hot and unabashed flirtatious look.
Feeling this gaze, Liu Feng suddenly realized: "The trouble is the Peach Blossom Tribulation."
"Stop mocking me, you cannot mess with this kind of woman." Qin Shi shook his head with a wry smile, then put one hand on Liu Feng's shoulder, looked away from Liu Tingting, and followed: "Tonight, I will stay with you.
Then, go and squeeze in with Han Zai."
Hearing this, Liu Feng's resolute face was startled, and then he was instantly overcome by pain. When he was about to refute, he looked back and saw that Qin Shi had disappeared.
In a blink of an eye, Qin Shi got into Liu Feng's tent early and waved a dark golden spiritual barrier to prop up outside the tent.
Looking at the occupied tent, Liu Feng was stunned for a while before uttering one word: "Fuck!"
With no choice, he and Han Zai squeezed into a tent.
A night full of passion.
…
The moon sets, the sun rises, and the morning light scatters.
When morning came, Qi Hao and Qing Yun began to gather the prisoners and prepare to rush back to the prison.
The way back is different from the way we came here. We take a small path.
To the west of the desert, there is a dark dense forest. This dense forest is dark and strange, occupying thousands of miles.
Walking along the outer edge of the dense forest, there is a shortcut to Tianlao.
When passing by the dense forest, Qin Shi couldn't help but frown, and looked sideways through the taunting branches and leaves into the depths, with no end in sight.
For some reason, he could always feel something strange in this dense forest. This strangeness came from the cry deep in his heart, which was creepy.
It seems like there is a ghost here.
Realizing this, he took a picture of Han Zai next to him and asked: "Han Zai, where is this place?"
"Brother, you don't even know this?"
Hearing this, Han Zai opened his mouth as if he had seen a ghost, and then slapped his forehead and said: "Oh, I forgot, you are from the northern region!"
"Say it!"
"This is a desolate jungle. The eastern region is famous for its weirdness. Even masters in the Xuanling Realm will not enter easily." Han Zai explained nervously.
"Desolate jungle?"
Qin Shi was stunned for a moment, and then he tightened the bridge of his nose and thought about it. When he was conflicting with the jailer, he seemed to have heard it mentioned by other prisoners.
"It turns out this is the deserted jungle."
Thinking back, Qin Shi nodded with sudden realization. No wonder the prisoners were so frightened at the time. This place was indeed a bit strange.
Han Zai glanced at it from the side, then paused and said: "Yes, but in the deserted jungle, there is a spiritual grass called the Spirit-Gathering Flower. This spiritual grass can heal the soul."
"Healing the soul?"
"Well, so it is of great use in repairing the ancient formation to protect the country. Every three months, fifty prisoners will be randomly selected from the prison outside the Great Wall, and then enter the desolate jungle to look for the Soul-Gathering Flower. If they can find it and come back alive,
, you can get pardon..." Han Zai spoke carefully.
After receiving this response, Qin Shi licked the corners of his chapped lips: "Huh? Isn't this very good?"
"No, no one wants to be chosen..." At this time, Liu Feng, who was behind, stepped forward, his angular face showing unprecedented dignity.