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Although Feng Feiyun sympathized with Murong Tuo's experience, he didn't have much psychological fluctuations. After all, everyone has things they can't bear to look back on, and the key depends on how the future will go.
Murong Tuo's bright eyes stared at the World Spirit Stone on Feng Feiyun's waist. Feng Feiyun wanted to take out the "Eight Skills Scroll" just now, but took half of it and put it back again. All this
None of it escaped his eyes.
He handed a fragrant grilled fish to Feng Feiyun. The fish was tender and plump, neither burnt nor raw, and had the fragrance of bamboo leaves. Although Feng Feiyun was used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, he felt that those delicacies were nothing more than just food.
It's just rough food, and it can't be compared with the grilled fish in your mouth.
Murong Tuo's hands are excellent whether he is grilling tits or grilling fish. If you can become friends with him, this mouth will be blessed.
"It would be a pity if you don't become a chef!" Feng Feiyun ate three fish bones in a row like a whirlwind, leaving the fish bones on the floor. The corners of his mouth were full of oil, reflecting the light in the warm sunshine.
Since being expelled from the Feng family, Feng Feiyun has not eaten so happily or laughed so happily for a long time.
"If you open a restaurant as big as Qian Jin Yixiao Lou, I will definitely be your chef." Murong Tuo laughed jokingly.
Feng Feiyun threw the fourth fish bone and said, "Seriously?"
"I never joke." Murong Tuo said with a deep look.
"Haha! Okay, remember what you said today." Feng Feiyun suddenly stood up, picked up a branch and carved on the ground. There were strange lines and complicated pictures and texts, and every symbol looked particularly interesting.
flavor.
Murong Tuo walked over, stood beside him, looked at the pictures and texts on the ground, and asked doubtfully: "What are you writing?"
"If you want to become a treasure hunter, in addition to possessing a spiritual sense that is beyond ordinary people, you also need extraordinary eyesight and some basic tips, such as formations, which are a compulsory course for treasure hunters." Feng Feiyun moved his arm.
, heaved and lifted, and soon a formation was carved on the ground.
In other words, it is the framework of the formation!
"You want to teach me the formation?" Murong Tuo was overjoyed. He squatted down with his thin body and carefully studied the pictures, texts and lines on the ground, appearing very interested.
Feng Feiyun put away the bamboo branches, squatted down, and said with a smile: "There are too many formations in the world, with various types and thousands of techniques, and they are divided into nine levels. The higher the level, the more difficult it is.
It’s complicated, and the engraving and layout of some advanced formations sometimes takes several years to complete.”
Murong Tuo squatted next to Feng Feiyun, quietly listening to Feng Feiyun's explanation, his eyes that were always spiritual turning gently.
"However, everything remains true to its origin. All formations in the world have the same initial framework. This is just like what Taoists say, Wuji gives birth to Tai Chi, Tai Chi gives birth to two rituals, two rituals give rise to four images, four images give birth to Bagua, and Bagua
All things are born. Although all things are complicated, they are originally derived from Wuji and Taiji." Feng Feiyun was afraid that he would not understand, so he explained in detail.
Murong Tuo nodded and said: "So what you are describing now is the framework of all formations?"
"That's right!" Feng Feiyun patted him on the shoulder, handed him the bamboo branch, and asked him to copy and engrave.
Feng Feiyun was particularly surprised by Murong Tuo's talent in formations. It was like a person who had studied formations for many years and had only failed three times to completely depict the framework of the formation.
This is the essence of the formation concept that has been summarized by many sages of the Phoenix Demon Clan after years of research. They have created a framework that can describe all formations in the world, which is far superior to those formation books written by human monks.
Murong Tuo is really a supreme genius in the line of treasure hunters, Feng Feiyun thought in his heart.
Time passed by so slowly and unconsciously. The two of them laughed and learned at the same time, like masters and apprentices, and also like friends.
At three o'clock in the day, the master of Lingbao Pagoda who was testing their spiritual consciousness found them and wanted to take them to Lingbao Pagoda to test how strong their spiritual consciousness really was.
The spiritual consciousness can be nine times higher than that of ordinary people, which is already shocking to the world. It has attracted the attention of many elders of Lingbao Pagoda, and the key is that one of them is the son of a demon. Even the master of Lingbao Pagoda has specifically asked about this matter.
After learning that Feng Feiyun was among the demons, the old man who always liked to show off also restrained himself a lot and quietly led the way. When passing by the cliff, Feng Feiyun suddenly stopped.
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Murong Tuo was walking behind Feng Feiyun, his head almost hit Feng Feiyun's back, and he quickly stopped.
"What's wrong with you?" The old man noticed that the two geniuses behind him had different expressions, so he asked.
Feng Feiyun said with a chill in his eyes: "Who is living in seclusion in that stone wall?"
The old man narrowed his eyes and said cautiously: "The person living in seclusion inside is a senior with the highest destiny. You must not provoke him. That old ghost is a third-level treasure hunter who once entered an ancient tomb.
, his body was contaminated with corpse poison, so he lived in seclusion here and has not come out for more than a hundred years."
"It's strange. In the past, there was a two-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum hanging on the cliff. Why is it missing today?" The old man shook his head and said to himself.
Feng Feiyun gave the cliff one last cold glance, and then slowly followed it.
The so-called Lingbao Pagoda is actually a huge mountain peak, but the peak is surrounded by steep cliffs on all sides. On the cliffs, there are ancient pines hanging upside down and dark spiritual trees.
Looking up, I saw the majestic and huge mountain peaks reaching into the clouds, with white cranes flying around, strange beasts roaring, and traces of spiritual light shining from the crevices of some rocks, inside which grew a thousand-year-old spiritual grass.
Wherever Feng Feiyun looked, at least on the mountain peaks, he saw seven or eight thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, golden ginseng moving in the soil, Shouwu as big as a dustpan, and two rice-like plants.
The spike-like spiritual grass exudes a red light...
It is indeed a spiritual treasure pagoda. Even if it is a large fairy gate elsewhere, it only cultivates two or three bead spiritual grasses at most, but this time I saw seven or eight at one time.
The treasure hunter's holy place is indeed extraordinary.
It’s no wonder that some monks claimed that the world’s treasures are divided into ten parts, and the treasure hunter only gets six of them, while the other four parts are shared equally by everyone in the world.
The Lingbao Tower is not only a holy place for treasure hunters, but also a treasure house for storing spiritual treasures in the Vientiane Tower. The treasures inside are so numerous and precious that they are comparable to the treasury of the Imperial Palace. Even spiritual weapons, elixirs, elixirs, and ancient weapons,
They are not in the minority.
The most precious among them are the nine treasures of the Wanxiang Pagoda.
These nine treasures are so miraculous that every year, powerful men with extremely high levels of cultivation come to steal them, but they are all killed by the mysterious masters guarding the Spirit Pagoda. None of them can successfully take away anything from the Spirit Pagoda.
The old man took Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo to the seventeenth floor of Lingbao Pagoda. Treasure hunters could often be seen passing by along the way. Some of these treasure hunters were responsible for organizing the Lingbao Pagoda, and there were also some treasure hunters of the older generation.
Come to learn and ask questions, and of course there are some treasure hunter apprentices who are reading ancient books.
This Lingbao Tower is much more complex and vast than Feng Feiyun imagined. It is connected one floor to the next, and each floor is several times larger than a football field. It is ninety-seven stories high.
On the sixteenth floor below, some of the treasure hunter's training classics are stored, such as: "Astrology", "Ancient Tomb Soul Resurrection", "Three Differences in the Yang Realm", "Three Yin Realms in the Yin Realm", and "Encyclopedia of First-level Formations"
"...and so on, they are just some elementary classics.
Some are special cultivation places for spiritual awareness, which can speed up the cultivation of spiritual awareness.
Some are special places for cultivating eyesight, with dedicated teachers teaching there.
The concentration of spiritual energy in the Lingbao Pagoda is ridiculously high, almost seven times that outside. If one can practice here, one day of practice is equivalent to three days of practice outside.
Feng Feiyun seriously doubted that there was a spiritual vein at the bottom of this spiritual treasure tower.
For a group of veteran treasure hunters, it is not difficult to fix a spiritual vein for their own use.
"Oh my God, with seventeen times the spiritual awareness of ordinary people, as long as given time, I can become a first-class treasure hunter."
As soon as they reached the seventeenth floor, an old exclamation came from inside.
A person with twice the spiritual awareness of an ordinary person is a first-grade treasure-hunting apprentice; a person with twice the spiritual awareness of an ordinary person is a second-grade treasure-hunting apprentice... Nine times the spiritual awareness of an ordinary person is a ninth-grade treasure-hunting apprentice.
But if you want to become a first-class treasure hunter, you need at least twenty times the spiritual awareness of ordinary people.
As for the second-grade treasure hunter, it requires forty times the spiritual awareness of ordinary people.
This is also the reason why the number of treasure hunters is rare. Just the aspect of spiritual awareness has blocked many people out, and the number of high-level treasure hunters is even rarer.
After walking into the tower door, Feng Feiyun glanced at Ji Feng, who was standing in the center of the seventeenth floor. He happened to step off the testing platform. The genius who had seventeen times the spiritual awareness of ordinary people just now was Ji Feng.
The treasure hunter apprentices all stared at Ji Feng with envy, and those young and beautiful junior sisters were even more beautiful. Ji Feng's talent was so high that they worshiped and loved him from the bottom of their hearts. With such talent,
In the future, he will definitely become a high-level treasure hunter and be respected by the entire world of immortality.
Although Ji Feng was seriously injured by Feng Feiyun, he was rescued by the senior master of Lingbao Pagoda and gave him a spiritual pill, allowing him to regain his basic mobility within two days.
Now that he was praised by everyone, he looked flushed and somewhat proud. The shadow of being defeated by Feng Feiyun a few days ago was suddenly swept away.