After not sleeping all night, Nie Chenfeng returned to Wuhuangmen and was busy treating the injuries of others. He had the energy of wood in his body and was able to run the unique "Wuhuang Fighting Scripture", which made many injured disciples and elders recover quickly.
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But he endured the pain and exhaustion and continued to persevere!
"Young Master, please rest first."
In the Jingwu Hall, a woman in a black cloak came over and said, looking at him with a cold face, less of the coldness that it should have, but more of a hint of intolerance.
On the ground, rows of monks were sitting. Some were pale, with blood all over their bodies; some had broken arms and legs; and some had their aura wings ripped off from their backs, revealing a large bloody mass of white bones.
Dozens of Xuanzhe monks were dead and injured after yesterday's catastrophe. The Wuhuang Sect suffered heavy losses. But now, there is no pain in the eyes of everyone, but they look at it with gratitude.
That white-haired boy who keeps walking around and is very busy!
"I'm fine. I still have this last brother." Nie Chenfeng smiled at Hanxiao and then sat down behind the young monk to transmit the pure energy of wood to him.
The man injured his back, and his internal organs received a huge impact and felt uncomfortable!
"Master, you are taking a break to heal your subordinates' injuries!" The man turned his face sideways, his eyes twitching, and said very moved.
"Ningxi Bingshen. You are the last one. If you want me to rest early, then try your best to cooperate with me and be united..."
He smiled, his voice a little tired.
On the side, he looked at the young man who was sweating profusely with his hand on the monk's back. His white hair slightly covered his forehead and left eyebrow. His face was clear and clear-cut. He was smiling for a moment, and the handkerchief in his hand was shaking.
After all, after all, I broke through my psychological boundaries and wanted to wipe the sweat for him.
The silk scarf brushes against my face, soft and cool.
It was like a gust of wind in the summer, which made Nie Chenfeng feel very comfortable. He was already tired and his body had radiated a lot of heat. At this time, someone wiped his sweat, and of course brought water to quench his thirst. It was very refreshing!
However, he did not lose his mind because of this. Instead, he focused on emitting his consciousness and inspecting the monk's body through his back. After seeing the slightest cracks in his internal organs and some damage to the meridians throughout his body, he transmitted
Wave after wave of pure power came to repair the man...
Just like this, I sat there for half an hour.
Last night, he treated nearly thirty or forty monks for their injuries, large and small, one by one. It was normal for them not to sleep a wink at dawn.
Dragging his tired body, for the first time in his history, he felt that all his bones were falling apart because he was treating injuries for others. Moreover, he himself had internal injuries, which seemed to take a lot of time to heal.
"I'll help you!"
Seeing that his body was unstable, Hanxiao hurriedly stepped forward.
Looking at her, his eyes lingered on the woman's white face for a moment, and he finally nodded.
Not far away, three men and one woman stood in the sky, looking at this scene with hope on their faces.
"Let's go and go back to heal our wounds and recuperate!" Xiong Wan'er said, "I believe that after this, the reputation of our imperial sect will become more prominent, and the number of monks who come to seek refuge will also increase rapidly!"
"Yes, we have to be busy training them." Elder Xia said expectantly.
"Um."
Xiong Wan'er nodded, then looked at Zhou Dingtian and Elder Tian, and asked, "Are King Ning and the others still healing?"
"left already."
Zhou Dingtian replied that he and Elder Tian received everyone from the Ninghuang Sect last night, so they knew about it.
"I left this morning. She left a message saying that she would come to visit after the affairs of the Wuhuang Sect are settled." Elder Tian narrated, "He also said that the Master of the Feng Sect is now the master of the three sects. If anything happens,
She will definitely come to help, and if the Feng Sect Master comes to visit, she can do so at any time."
"oh?"
After hearing this, Xiong Wan'er still had doubts. She looked at the three of them and said, "What is the relationship between Chenfeng and Lian Nishang? Why does she treat him so well?"
They looked at each other in confusion, and Zhou Dingtian and others also had puzzled expressions on their faces.
———— After landing on his "Golden Boy Peak", Nie Chenfeng stopped, turned to look at the woman beside him and said, "Hanxiao, are you injured?"
"No."
She tried her best to speak softly, but there was a hint of resentment in it, because looking around, she saw a familiar place: the winding path leading to the bottom of the mountain; there were ancient trees on both sides, spreading silk threads over the small square courtyard in front of the palace.
It was shady and cool, and from time to time, leaves the size of a paw fell.
It was this place where he took away his first kiss that night!
Thinking of this, a hint of girlish shyness appeared on the corner of her mouth. But then, she became cold again: he kissed her just to make Miss Xian'er angry. He regarded himself as...
"Oh, he is already my smiling master. In terms of seniority, he is equal to my mother. How can I think like this?"
In an instant, she killed the charm in her heart, not daring to see him turn around and fly away.
"this……"
Nie Chenfeng was left feeling confused. Looking at her gradually disappearing figure, he smiled, walked into the palace, and came to his room. The familiar place in front of him became a bit strange after not seeing her for three months.
Touching the bed, he sat on it.
Zhou Xianer was once here...
Shaking his head to get rid of all the distracting thoughts in his mind, he began to practice.
"The Emperor Wu fights the scriptures, his mind wanders in the Dantian, his energy sinks into the sea of consciousness, two pairs meet, and the word "Supreme High" appears..."
Reciting the complicated scriptures silently, he gradually entered a state of cultivation.
First, run the Wuhuang Dou Jing, and then rehearse various fighting skills in his mind to understand the essence. This is what he must do every day. But today, he needs to run the Dou Jing to heal his injuries first.
"Huh?" When his consciousness sensed the small tree close to his back, he was surprised: "Why is there a fruit on the tree?"
I saw that a small tree with only two red-orange leaves was moving without wind. On a small branch, there was a red fruit the size of a longan hanging, which was the same fruit he had eaten in the crack in the sky in Nanling.
Nothing special!
"Hey hey hey, could it be that I killed those half-step kings and their life origins were absorbed by this little tree, and they bore the origin fruits?"
Thinking of this, he was delighted and concluded that this must be the case.
He had eaten this fruit last time. It not only strengthened the body, but also provided abundant primitive energy. It was an excellent tonic for practitioners.
I remember that when he was in the crack, he fought with a big snake for territory on the cliff, and then he got the fruits and the small tree. Unexpectedly, today, the tree actually bore fruit again. Notice that the small branches
There were still some budding flowers on it, and he was extremely happy: It seems that I will have to kill more bastards in the future and absorb some of the essence to condense the fruit. Eating this fruit will be very beneficial to the spleen. If I don't use it, I will give Wuhuangmen ten
It’s also good to take it to kill the team!
Originally possessing the control of primitive trees and ancient characters, Nie Chenfeng was absorbing and refining the natural energy around him all the time, and his cultivation was growing all the time. However, he felt that this was too slow and he needed to speed up his cultivation. Thinking about yesterday,
At the peak of three stars, Xue Hewang, who only touched a trace of the laws of the barrier realm, felt depressed when he saw that he was unable to resist, and desperately wanted to improve his cultivation.
"The four evil sects did not launch a large-scale attack yesterday. They must be busy with some huge conspiracy." Nie Chenfeng gathered his thoughts and guessed, "Now that the three main sects are weak, the evil sects may attack at any time."
"The most important thing is that various races from the ancient world have appeared in the forbidden land, and the end of the ancient race's slaughter of the human world is coming. Now I don't even know which of the six realms are there. How can I defend myself, how can I stop the river of blood in the world?"
When he thought of this, his whole body shivered.
The prehistoric world, the divine world, the other four realms plus the human world, what are the three realms?
He was thinking and remembering.
His own strength is too small to overcome the heavy responsibilities. However, in order to protect his relatives and friends, he will also fight hard!
Nie Zhentian, his father, didn't know much about it, and most of the memories he left behind were of him holding the Snow Drinking Maniac in front of him and fighting against the heroes.
Regarding Yanxuxue, he also understood that she was the one who gave him the Snow Drinking Mania. Back then, he was extremely talented and a king of cultivation, so he created unique steps such as the "Eight Steps Against the Heaven". When he had no feelings for her, he and she
She exchanged swords and became fond of each other. In the end, the two fell in love so much that they were committed to each other for the rest of their lives.
Therefore, after Nie Chenfeng was injured and his cultivation was completely ruined, Yan Xuxue knew that the two of them were unable to continue fighting against the prehistoric world, so she gave the "Eight Steps Against the Heaven" to the Sword King in advance.
As for the Sword King, after all, it was not only because of the death of Granny Wang that he became invisible. There was also another reason, which was to hide this secret and wait for the rebirth of Nie Chenfeng!
Just imagine that Yang Xiao is called the "King of Swords". How could he create the "Eight Steps Against the Heaven" by himself? And there is another flaw, that is, he only knows the first five steps now, and the only one he gave to Nie Chenfeng five or six years ago is
The first five steps. But that day, when Nie Chenfeng broke through the void space of the Three Demon Hunting Mountains, he had no intention of taking the full eight steps. Why was this?
Isn't it because of those fragmentary memory fragments in his subconscious that were inspired by dangerous moments!
"Break through the Xuanmen, find you, and block the other world without any regrets."
He was determined in his heart, knowing that it would be difficult for him to travel across the vast continent with his current level of cultivation. Then in the future, the gap between him and the powerful people from the ancient world would be far different!
"Yan Xuxue, Zhou Xian'er, whether you are the same person or not, I have to figure all this out!"
He made a secret vow and silently recited Xue'er's name for a long time.
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One day passed quickly like this, and the depleted strength in his Dantian was restored to a small extent. After entering the King, all the original Nine-Star Mysterious Spiritual Qi in his body turned into the solid Gang Qi at this time.
Human-level fighting energy, Huang-level Zong energy, Xuan-level spiritual energy, King's Gang energy, Emperor's true energy...these are all names in the dark. Their essence is still transformed by the power of nature, and the power generated by the strong body is also
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As for the power of mind, consciousness and soul, that is the original intention and thought of a monk!
The stronger its sensing power, the stronger it is. And this process requires the monk himself to constantly see the origin of the world, understand the root of the endless reproduction of all things, and understand the laws of the Tao. Only in this way can he get out of the prison and realize the Tao King.
In the vast continent, there is a word "mana", which actually refers to the power of a monk's soul and consciousness.
The attack range of human-level monks can reach up to one hundred feet. They are "Lu Bu among men and the red rabbit among horses", commonly known as "master".
Huang-level monks can be described as "generally strong". Their attack range is slightly larger, their consciousness can leave the body, and they can vaguely split space with the help of weapons.
A person of Xuan level can turn spiritual energy into wings, and is a "super strong man" who can fly across the continent and fly in the sky. But at this stage, the attack power cannot be described as "strong", or it can be said that the attack power fluctuates within a certain spatial range, but
Measured by the power of "destroying" many feet. Tearing apart space with bare hands is a special power given to this level by the laws of heaven.
The king is naturally a terrifying existence that "crosses the void". His spiritual consciousness can cover at least a thousand feet in radius. The illusory spiritual consciousness that enters the annihilation of the illusory path of suffering can shatter mountains and cut off rivers with just a raise of his hand.
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After entering the King, it is particularly difficult to break through each star. The gap between each star is very large. Generally speaking, it is the power of ten thousand feet. As for the Mystic, each star is counted in "thousands".
The promotion of the king requires not only the huge power of nature, but also the person's spiritual awareness and contact with the underlying laws. This is what is called "sudden enlightenment"!
"call……"
After sitting there for seven days, Nie Chenfeng took a deep breath and woke up.
The moment he opened his eyes, two sharp daggers flashed across his clear eyes!
"My cultivation has finally reached the late stage of the Two-Star Natural Realm!"
He bit his lip and muttered to himself, feeling that by tempering his body while fighting in this way, the speed would increase relatively quickly.
In fact, the main reason is that he had a strong body and lost his cultivation a hundred years ago. In addition, Nie Zhentian's body was cleansed before his resentment dissipated. It would be strange not to advance!
"Master..."
At this time, a woman's voice suddenly sounded outside the window.