In the dark and chaotic void, a small blue boat floated.
On the bow of the boat, a stunning woman wearing a green gauze sat cross-legged. Her body was filled with faint Buddha light, and the Buddha light continued to penetrate into her crystal-white skin.
Feng Feiyun was sitting at the stern of the boat, playing with the "Tianyi Ghost Bottle" in his hand. This ghost bottle was engraved with many ghost patterns and looked very ancient. Holding it in his hand, he could feel a biting cold air.
I have left the first level of the Ghost Gate and am on my way back to Danding Ghost City.
The power of this ghost bottle is really not that great. It has absorbed so many Yin soldiers and was able to burst it.
"The words on this bottle seem to be the same as the words on the plaque above the first gate of the ghost gate." Feng Feiyun frowned deeply, "Could it be that the Tianyi ghost bottle is something from hell. "
Feng Feiyun thought for a long time, called Yao Ji out of the kingdom of heaven, and asked her about the origin of the Tianyi ghost bottle.
This ghost bottle has always been in her hands. She must know something related to the ghost bottle. If the Tianyi ghost bottle is really a treasure in hell, then it would be incredible.
"In the distant past, there was a great supernatural being who opened up the Yin and Yang realms in the Shenjin Dynasty."
"But the Yin Realm and the Yang Realm are just a portal. Deeper, it will lead to another place. According to the great supernatural power, that place is extremely vast, but it is full of dangers."
"I once explored the depths of the underworld, but I didn't dare to go deep. Once I went to the depths of the underworld, I would encounter many powerful creatures. I finally retreated."
Yao Ji's eyes were soft, and he leaned gently into Feng Feiyun's arms and said, "This ghost bottle was left by the man with great supernatural powers to guard the underworld."
Feng Feiyun once again showed a thoughtful look, "What secrets is hidden in the Shenjin Dynasty? Why are so many incredible things happening there? It is necessary to go back in the future."
Feng Feiyun gently stroked Yao Ji's hair, handed her the Tianyi ghost bottle, and said: "You have just survived the fourth ghost tribulation, and your ghost body is still unstable. In this ghost bottle, You have accumulated a lot of ghost energy from Yin soldiers. If you absorb these ghost energy, your cultivation level will definitely improve a lot."
Yao Ji was sent back to heaven, and Feng Feiyun also began to practice.
The power in Feng Feiyun's body has become stronger and stronger. The medicinal properties of various spiritual treasures that he had taken before are now gradually being released, and the power he possesses has surpassed his current state.
If he doesn't think of a way to break through the Feathering Realm, I'm afraid he will be like the succubus and lose control of the power in his body.
"Broken Dantian and condensed the inner elixir of the Holy Spirit. No one has ever walked this road before. Should I take it?"
The road to cultivation is extremely long, and you have to face many choices. Sometimes if you make the right move, you will be able to soar into the sky, and sometimes if you make the wrong move, you will be doomed.
Especially Feng Feiyun's current situation is full of unknowns and challenges, so we have to be cautious.
"There is no other way to go, so you can only open up a new way yourself."
Feng Feiyun's eyes suddenly became firm. Since he had decided to do this, he could no longer hesitate and released "Hell Yama" and "Qilin King", guarded both sides of his body, and then entered into practice.
Feng Feiyun planned to refine the Dantian step by step, split the "Dantian" into three parts: upper, middle and lower, and start practicing from the upper Dantian at the beginning.
Break the Dantian and condense the inner elixir.
A flame burst out from the eighty-one phoenix bones in Feng Feiyun's body, gathered into a ball of fire, and directly hit the upper dantian.
If anyone knew what Feng Feiyun was doing at the moment, they would definitely think that he was a lunatic.
The Dantian is the most vulnerable and important place for a monk. Anyone who dares to destroy the Dantian is not seeking death.
"boom."
The fireball smashed the upper Dantian into pieces.
Feng Feiyun's body trembled violently, the essence of his body was rapidly lost, and the vitality in his body was also lost. His skin was covered with a layer of dead ash, and his whole body was aging rapidly.
He was originally a young man in his twenties, but in a few moments, he became like a middle-aged man in his forties.
"Um."
Feng Feiyun made a muffled sound, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the lost energy in his body, and mobilized the inner elixir of the Holy Spirit to absorb the broken upper Dantian fragments.
The Holy Spirit's inner elixir was originally only as big as a grain of rice. After absorbing the fragments from the Dantian, it began to grow continuously. Although it grew extremely slowly and was almost invisible to the naked eye, Feng Feiyun could sense that the Holy Spirit's inner elixir was indeed expanding.
At the same time, Feng Feiyun continued to age, and the energy in his body continued to drain. He soon became fifty years old, and wisps of white silk grew on his temples.
"Give it to me."
You can't wait any longer, otherwise you may lose all your energy and die before the Dantian fragments are completely absorbed.
A dazzling light erupted from Feng Feiyun's body, and nine rays of Holy Spirit energy rushed out from his eyes, ears, and Dantian, running around his body and intertwining into a huge net, wrapping his body.
This net formed by the interweaving of the Holy Spirit's energy quickly shrank into the body, and soon stuck to Feng Feiyun's skin.
"boom."
The energy of the Holy Spirit was withdrawn into the inner elixir again, absorbing all the fragments of the Dantian inside.
Feng Feiyun's body shook violently again, as if his body had suffered a heavy blow. He had aged several years older, wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, and his eyebrows were a bit darker.
But his eyes became much deeper, and the aura on his body became more unpredictable.
"Finally, I have condensed the upper Dantian. I have completed the first step. My cultivation level has nearly doubled, but...ahem..."
Feng Feiyun gently touched his face, and then looked at the old skin on his hands. This did not look like the skin of a young man, it was simply the skin of an old man in his fifties or sixties.
"The dantian is broken, and I am aging so fast. My lifespan has been reduced by one-third." Feng Feiyun felt that his voice had become a little thicker, even a little old.
"I only broke the upper dantian, and I have already paid such a heavy price. If I break and condense both the middle dantian and the lower dantian, will I die of old age because of this?"
"Even if I die of old age, I still have to bear the impact. Even if I only live for one day, I will be the first half-demon to break the shackles of feathering."
Feng Feiyun's gaze was firm, without any retreat or hesitation.
Feng Feiyun did not continue to break the middle dantian. He planned to consolidate his body first and reach its peak state, and then go to break the middle dantian to condense a more powerful inner elixir.
I have lost too much energy and lifespan, and I need a lot of elixirs to make up for it.
Ordinary elixirs are naturally not of much use. Only some rare and ancient medicines can restore the origin and improve the body. Naturally, you have to wait until you return to the Danding Ghost Market to buy them.
The green boat slowly stopped in front of a Taoist temple.
This Taoist temple is built on a suspended spiritual mountain, suspended in the dark space, nine thousand meters high, very majestic.
In this barren place, it is naturally full of lifeless energy, but strangely, this suspended spiritual mountain is covered with green bamboos.
The gentle breeze blows, and the bamboo leaves all over the mountain are swaying, making a beautiful "rustling" sound.
The fragrant bamboo fragrance floats in the wind, giving people a sense of physical and mental comfort.
The woman with green gauze stood at the foot of the mountain, her beautiful eyes filled with smoke, looking at the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, and said: "The 'Qinglianling Mountain' here is only a fairy jump away from the Danding Ghost Market. It is an ancient blessed place."
Feng Feiyun said: "Why do we come here."
The woman in green gauze was already heading up Lingshan Mountain, walking on the winding bluestone steps, saying: "Because I live here."
Feng Feiyun's spiritual sense is very powerful, so he can naturally sense the extraordinary here. This spiritual mountain is located in the center of this void, where the forces of the sky converge.
Another point is that this place is only one Immortal Jump away from the Danding Ghost City, which is not far away. It is a treasured place for cultivation with an excellent geographical location.
Such a treasure land has not been invaded by outsiders, which shows that this Qingsha woman's sect is definitely quite powerful.
Full of questions, Feng Feiyun also climbed up the Qinglian Ling Mountain, walked through the winding bluestone steps, passed through two high mountain waterfalls, and walked on the silent bamboo forest path, but he didn't see a single disciple. , surprisingly quiet.
Why is there no one there?
"Hey, that's a colorful Baozhi."
Next to the bamboo forest path, there is a Ganoderma lucidum that emits colorful light. It is as big as a millstone and has been growing for who knows how many years.
The turtle's eyes glowed and he jumped directly towards Colorful Baozhi.
However, it was struck back by dozens of lightning bolts as thick as a bowl, and it collapsed on the ground, covered in smoke. The white turtle was split into black, "Feng Feiyun...save me..."
Feng Feiyun shook his head, condensed a Golden Silkworm Buddha Pill, fed it to it, and it came back to life, but its mouth couldn't close, and was struck crooked by lightning.
Feng Feiyun looked at the colorful Baozhi with a deep taboo in his eyes. He knew the defensive ability of the turtle. Even it was almost killed by the forbidden killing array here. This spiritual mountain must be full of dangers. With murderous intent behind it, it is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface.
It seems that not a single plant or tree here can be moved.
Finally, we arrived outside the Taoist temple. There was still not a single monk in sight, not even birds or animals. It was extremely quiet.
"There's something wrong here."
Feng Feiyun stopped on a bluestone bridge and looked at the Taoist temple on the other side of the stream, feeling a biting chill.
Especially after walking on this bluestone bridge, he felt as if he was crossing a space every step he took. It didn't feel like he was crossing a bridge, it was like walking on a wormhole space.