Even if Wu Qinghua and the four proud women looked displeased with Feng Feiyun, they still followed her. After all, every step Feng Feiyun made before was correct, which showed that he was indeed better than them in analyzing human nature. ,
"Why is the Great Wind Demon so sure that the other party is a monk and is hiding in a nearby temple?" Jiumei blinked her eyes, looking particularly curious. Although she was not old, she was very courageous and called out Feng Feiyun is the devil,
"I think he is just trying his luck. If he cannot find the Golden Silkworm Sutra within three days, then his death will come."
All of them have strong cultivation, their bodies are shining with precious light, they are flying under the clouds, following closely behind Feng Feiyun,
Not long after, Feng Feiyun rode Lingxi and landed on the ground,
For ordinary people, it may take a lifetime to cross the six thousand miles between the mountains, but for a spiritual beast who has practiced for thousands of years, it can be crossed in less than an hour.
At the foot is a tree-lined avenue, with thick green pines planted on both sides, all of which have grown for more than five hundred years. The avenue is made of blue stone slabs and goes up a rugged mountain road.
Because the slate is so old, there are grooves on the slate, and there are also inscriptions from previous generations on the slate.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz." The Buddhist bell came from the top of the mountain, melodious and calm.
This is the stone staircase leading to the ancient Taoist temple. It is rumored that an eminent monk spent a lifetime polishing, stacking, and digging it. There are 38,000 staircases. This ancient road is more famous than the ancient Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.
After seeing what happened to Master Lu, the four proud women of heaven all felt heavy and were speechless along the way. They also lost a bit of their arrogance.
Only Wu Qinghua was in the highest state of mind, with excellent cultivation and strong mental endurance. He took the initiative to talk to Feng Feiyun and said: "The ancient Taoist temple has been passed down for more than 2,400 years. The eminent monks who founded Buddhism and the Beast Taming House are quite similar. The abbot of the Ancient Taoist Temple has a close relationship with our Beast Taming House and is a compassionate and eminent monk. I think that man is definitely not a disciple of the Ancient Taoist Temple."
"Lord Buddha, I don't need you to teach me how to do things." Feng Feiyun's hands collided with the iron chains. He took a few steps and walked to the edge of a cliff outside the ancient road. He squatted down and saw a person on the ground. He made shallow footprints and drew strokes on the footprints with his finger, with a sinister smile on his face: "Half a day ago."
Feng Feiyun followed that footprint to find the Ancient Tao Temple. A footprint would only be left every dozens of miles, making it very difficult to find. Feng Feiyun found this place by relying on his sense of the aura.
There are still exactly the same footprints, but the familiar aura that should have disappeared. What's going on? Could it be that his cultivation has become so much stronger in just two months?
Feng Feiyun's smile disappeared and he said solemnly, "No, the footprints found earlier were all left two months ago. That was when he left the Beast Controlling Studio, but this footprint was left half a day ago. Could it be that he has already Within two months, I thoroughly understood the Golden Silkworm Sutra and came out of seclusion."
If this is really the case, then even if Wu Qinghua takes action, she may not be that man's opponent.
Feng Feiyun has always felt that that man is the supreme genius of the younger generation. No matter how powerful his cultivation is, he can only compete with the peak experts who are half-step giants at most. After all, if his cultivation is strong enough, he will not be able to compete with him. He would use Yuluo to help him defraud the "Golden Silkworm Sutra", not to mention the four supreme elders who guarded the "Golden Silkworm Sutra".
But if his talent is so strong that it takes him two months to fully understand the "Golden Silkworm Sutra", and he can also completely restrain his aura so that it does not escape into the footprints, then his cultivation level will be different between these two I'm afraid it will become more than ten times stronger in a month.
This is a pretty bad sign,
"Feng Feiyun, what are you looking at?" A proud girl came over and asked Feng Feiyun curiously,
Feng Feiyun recognized this woman. Her name was Huaji Ningxiang. She had outstanding talent, the fourth level of destiny, and an incomparable spirit of Buddhism.
He stood up, smiled, and said: "Don't you want to deal with that man? Now I give you a chance. If you can erase this footprint, I believe that you are not just a vase and can pick him up." Half move."
"Feng Feiyun, you look down on people too much. I refuse to do such insulting things." Hua Ji Ningxiang has long hair like ink and jade skin is flowing.
"Haha, you can all try. If anyone can erase that footprint, I will give him ten third-grade source-gathering elixirs." Anyway, everyone has found the hiding place of the terrible opponent, Feng Fei. On the contrary, Yun became extremely comfortable, and planned to play with these proud girls, so that they would not always look arrogant, and let them know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is.
As expected, Feng Feiyun took out ten third-grade source-gathering elixirs, which were like ten brilliant agates, and placed them on the stone platform. Their brilliance was dazzling.
They were really excited. The third-grade elixir was very rare. What's more, Feng Feiyun took out ten of them at once. Of course, they were all in a very high mood. It was impossible for them to be fooled by Feng Feiyun just because of ten third-grade elixirs. Play like a monkey,
The main reason is still curiosity, because Feng Feiyun dared to take out ten third-grade source-gathering elixirs for a bet, which means that this footprint is indeed not trivial, and maybe there is something fishy.
Wu Qinghua's eyes were dazzling, and circles of brilliance shot out, staring at the footprints. His pupils dilated slightly, obviously noticing something.
Her cultivation and knowledge far exceed those of these proud girls of heaven. In the world of immortal cultivation, some people with extremely high understanding of the way of heaven have left their own traces on the earth, and their traces contain their way, which is very important. It is difficult to be erased and will not disappear for thousands of years.
Huaji Ningxiang was the first to take action. With a flick of his sleeve, a piece of white light flew over. Sand and rocks flew on the ground. After the white light passed by, there was still a footprint left on the ground, which will last forever.
Several of the proud women of heaven let out a light sigh,
Huaji Ningxiang took action again. This time she used the ninth level of cultivation to condense a five-meter-long palm print. From top to bottom, she crushed it toward the ground, but the footprint still stopped there. The depth has not changed at all,
Huaji Ningxiang forced a move of her magical power. This time, not only did she not break the footprint, but she almost hurt herself due to the backlash of the magical power. "How is that possible?"
Chi Yao used a white spiritual sword. There were nine white butterflies flying above the sword's edge. The sword fell down. The sword's edge shattered the boulder on the edge of the cliff, but did not break the footprints. It was completely obliterated, but the stones around the footprints were not broken, as if there was a mighty force of heaven protecting it.
The other two proud women of heaven wanted to take action, but they were stopped by Wu Qinghua, saying: "Those are the footprints of an expert intertwined with the principles of heaven and earth. You use your magical powers to attack them." It's useless. Only with your way can you erase that footprint. You have been played by Feng Feiyun."
"Haha." Feng Feiyun put away the ten third-grade elixirs, and then walked straight towards the ancient Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.
"Who left this footprint?" Chan Ling'er chased after her. She just tried to use her own way to erase that footprint, but it ended in failure and almost seriously injured herself. Her talent was ranked among the fourth. She is the tallest among women and has experienced in the secular world, so her prejudice against Feng Feiyun is not too strong. On the contrary, she admires Feng Feiyun quite a lot.
"That's the person we're looking for."
Zen Ling'er's heart was shaken,
Feng Feiyun suddenly stopped and looked towards the top of the mountain. Although his cultivation level had been blocked, he could still observe the qi and the sky. He saw a fierce atmosphere lingering on the top of the mountain. , there are a hundred huge black dragons circling around, weaving into a huge black cage on the sky. In the cage, there is a golden Buddhist altar, with a golden god sitting cross-legged inside. three hundred feet,
The majestic weather occupies half of the sky, shocking people's hearts.
Any monk who is proficient in observing Qi will be shocked by the atmosphere when he comes to this mountain. It is so shocking.
"A hundred dragons imprison the Buddha."
Feng Feiyun took a breath of cold air. This was a strange phenomenon, even rarer than Dongfang Jingshui's "Nine-Five Supreme Body". But soon Feng Feiyun's body was also filled with evil energy, and the evil spirit was strong. , the fighting spirit boiled, and laughter burst out from his mouth,
The rhino's spiritual sense was very sharp, and he noticed the changes in Feng Feiyun's aura and said, "Boy, you are actually proficient in watching Qi. What did you see?"
Chan Ling'er stood beside Feng Feiyun, with a graceful body and graceful posture, like a flawless fairy grass standing on top of the silver giant wolf, like stepping on a silver divine moon, she also He felt the change in Feng Feiyun's aura, which was filled with passionate fighting spirit. "Monks who are proficient in Qi Observation are all true wise men and people who have a profound understanding of the way of heaven. Feng Feiyun, what on earth did you see?" Something you can’t see.”
The magic mark on Feng Feiyun's face became darker, and the blood in his eyes became brighter and brighter. He smiled and said, "I think I may already know who he is."
"Who." Chan Ling'er said,
"There is only one person left in the Shenjin Dynasty who is so powerful, and I don't know him. He is number one on the "Epic Genius List". Not even the fortune-telling scholar can figure out who he is, and can only figure out a 'nothing' 'The word is so wordless."
Feng Feiyun walked towards the top of the mountain with long strides. There were dozens of stairs at one step, and his aura became stronger with every step he took.
Feng Feiyun actually wanted to use the "hundred dragons imprisoning Buddha" atmosphere on the top of the mountain to break through the seal in his body. The fighting spirit in his body became stronger and stronger, and the demonic energy in his body became stronger and stronger, as thick as ink.