The iron order of the ninth-level treasure hunter is inlaid with nine spiritual stone particles, and the entire Shenjin Dynasty cannot find a few pieces.
Zuo Qianshou's name is engraved on the back of the iron order. The name embodies the holder's spiritual consciousness, and no one can fake or impersonate it.
When the master of Lingbao Pagoda took the iron order into his hand and saw the name behind the iron order, his body shook slightly and he suddenly stood up and said, "He is your master? Where is he now?"
Her voice is still old and hoarse, with a hint of the vicissitudes of time!
But when she turned around, Feng Feiyun felt particularly surprised. She didn't look like an old woman who had lived for hundreds of years.
She is graceful and luxurious, with delicate and white skin, just like a baby's skin. She does not look like a woman over thirty years old at all, especially the aura about her, which is simply better than that of a country's imperial concubines and princesses.
noble.
This is the master of Lingbao Pagoda.
Feng Feiyun was slightly startled, and cursed secretly in his heart. This old woman took good care of herself. She seemed to have taken good medicine. She had lived for hundreds of years, and she still looked like a big girl.
"Master, he has gone to the capital of the gods to meet an old friend." Feng Feiyun saw that the master of Lingbao Pagoda's mood fluctuated so much, and knew that the master of Lingbao Pagoda must have an extraordinary relationship with Zuo Qianshou.
The master of Lingbao Pagoda tightly squeezed the iron order in his hand, looked towards the north, and murmured to himself: "It's been two hundred years, I've been missing for two hundred years, and you will send a disciple to see me after two hundred years. This is the result of waiting for two hundred years."
?Ha ha……"
Her mood fluctuates greatly, sometimes talking to herself, sometimes laughing, sometimes sad, sometimes reminiscing, sometimes meditating, as if she has exhausted all the expressions in a person's life.
Feng Feiyun just stood aside quietly. The Lingbao Pagoda Master's temper was really weird. God knows what her mood will be at the next moment. Keeping silent at this time is the best thing to do.
"When he goes to God, he always goes to see Ji Lingxuan, right?" the master of Lingbao Pagoda said calmly.
Ji Lingxuan was one of the four great concubines of the dynasty, the woman who caused Zuo Qianshou to lose his right arm, and Ji Cangyue's aunt.
"This... I don't know." He had never heard of Ji Lingxuan's name.
"Huh! Men are so mean." The master of Lingbao Pagoda calmed down and stood tall, cold and serious.
"Uh..." Women are more mean than men, but they don't dare to contradict her at this moment. If they say this, they will lose their skin even if they die.
"It seems that when he went to the capital of the gods, he had already prepared to die, so he asked you to send this piece of iron order back. No wonder you are so talented as a treasure hunter. You turned out to be his disciple."
The master of Lingbao Pagoda said to himself.
"If you want to become a powerful treasure hunter, you need a lot of guidance from the master of the tower. Master said that the master of the tower is his good friend, and he will definitely not refuse this commission." Feng Feiyun saw that the master of the Lingbao Pagoda
I have a close relationship with Zuo Qianshou, so I said this.
"Humph, my friend." The master of Lingbao Pagoda sneered, his voice no longer so old, but rather young.
Feng Feiyun was not surprised at all. For treasure hunters, there are many weird secret techniques. Not to mention changing one's own voice, one can even change one's appearance, bones, and body shape.
Unless your spiritual awareness exceeds that of this person, it is impossible to see through his disguise.
"Since you are his disciple, it is not strange that you can achieve spiritual awareness forty-two times that of ordinary people. Then your formation cultivation must be quite impressive, right?"
"How can there be..."
The master of Lingbao Pagoda stood on the white jade platform with his hair in a high bun. He pointed his finger in the void, and a halo of its original shape appeared. It was only as big as a ring at first, then expanded to the size of a bracelet, and finally turned into a halo.
A circular array flew towards Feng Feiyun.
This is a second-level trapping formation, with eighty-four formations and ancient texts inside, like an iron shroud surrounding it.
Feng Feiyun drew circles in the void with his hands, and countless spiritual lights condensed into a formation disk, with eighty-four formation runes engraved on it.
Hiss!
The collision of the two secondary formations was not as earth-shattering as imagined. They just devoured each other, canceled each other out, and finally turned into two wisps of blue smoke and disappeared into the air.
A hint of admiration flashed in the eyes of the master of Lingbao Pagoda. He was able to depict the second-level formation so easily and control it accurately. This ability to control the formation was comparable to that of a fourth-level treasure hunter.
At such a young age, he has achieved extraordinary things and is indeed worthy of being his disciple.
"The control of formations is pretty good, but if you want to burn a third-level formation, you need at least the first level of destiny. The first thing you have to do now is to improve your cultivation level." The master of Lingbao Pagoda said.
After learning that Feng Feiyun was Zuo Qianshou's disciple, his attitude changed a lot.
Feng Feiyun cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Tower Master, for your guidance!"
"I have never given you any advice, and I will not give you any advice on your cultivation. You have to rely on yourself for everything." The master of Lingbao Pagoda stretched his finger into the void, and a portal opened in the stone wall, and a halo of light emerged from it.
The inside flew out and fell into her hand.
A pill as big as a dragon's eye was suspended in the palm of her hand. It glowed red and exuded a faint medicinal fragrance. You could vaguely see streaks of pill energy flying out from the ground, shaped like a swimming dragon.
Feng Feiyun just smelled a wisp of pill energy and already felt his body was refreshed, his blood was full of vitality, and even the injuries on his body were relieved a lot.
"Take this elixir. Within two days, your injuries should be healed." The master of Lingbao Pagoda waved his hand gently, and the elixir of unknown grade flew to Feng Feiyun.
, suspended in the air.
The spiritual light flickers, flowing with rays of rays of light, like a spiritual pearl.
After Feng Feiyun took this elixir, his whole body was wrapped in spiritual energy and medicinal energy. It was like bathing in a pool of medicine. The endless medicinal power rushed towards the blood and poured into the blood crazily.
among.
The power of the medicine was more powerful than Feng Feiyun imagined, breaking his blood vessels. The tearing pain was like taking poison and about to pierce his intestines, but the power of the medicine that followed soon became
Let the broken blood be repaired again, and become more tenacious and spiritual.
Just like this, it was broken and repaired continuously for thirty-six weeks around the body.
The golden blood in the blood vessels became purer and purer, its spirituality became stronger and stronger, its flow rate doubled, and the immortal phoenix body took another step forward.
Thirty-six weeks, not only the purity of the blood has improved, but the divine foundation in the Dantian has also increased by three levels, and the amount of spiritual energy has also increased by three levels. If Feng Feiyun is practicing at his normal cultivation speed, this is
It takes three months of practice to reach such a state.
Feng Feiyun first took Ganoderma lucidum that was two thousand years old. Not even one layer of the medicinal power in his body was consumed. It was hidden in the blood and bone marrow. Now he took an unknown grade of elixir, which was ten times the usual amount.
The speed of the Ganoderma lucidum stimulates the medicinal power hidden in the body.
The blood in Feng Feiyun's veins rolled like boiling water, and the medicinal power of the two-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum was quickly stimulated, turning into endless spiritual energy flowing into the Dantian.
The divine base in the dantian also rotated rapidly, constantly swallowing up the medicinal power. It was originally only as big as a thumb, but now it continues to grow, and the light becomes more and more powerful.
Feng Feiyun immersed himself wholeheartedly in cultivation and entered a state of selflessness, hoping to break through to the peak of the divine base.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Murong Tuo woke up slowly and opened his eyes. What caught his eyes was the back of the master of Lingbao Pagoda. Feng Feiyun was sitting cross-legged on the side of the stone room with his eyes closed. There was a tower suspended above his head.
The aura formation protected his body within the formation.
The aura on Feng Feiyun's body became stronger and stronger, the light in his body and skin kept flashing, and endless spiritual energy rushed in and out of his pores.
"Are you awake?" The master of Lingbao Pagoda stared at Feng Feiyun, with his back to Murong Tuo.
These words were naturally addressed to Murong Tuo.
Murong Tuo slowly got up from the ground and whispered: "Tower Master..."
"Who are you?" The master of Lingbao Pagoda turned around, his eyes seemed to be able to see through all the illusions in the world, and he stared at Murong Tuo closely.
Murong Tuo felt that he was like a transparent person in front of the master of Lingbao Pagoda. He could not hide it at all, so he could only lower his head and not say a word.
The master of Lingbao Pagoda snorted coldly, which made Murong Tuo's eardrums hurt and almost caused her to faint again.