Chapter 317 Earth Cultivation World

Compared to the part of the earth where the ancient star was exposed to the outside world, the land that was sealed by the pre-Qin sages in a great formation was countless times wider, and its spiritual energy was much richer. Although it was still difficult to support powerful people, it was still precious.

This branch of the Wind Clan occupies an area covered by a large formation. A large number of villas are built near Leize, rooted in a dragon vein, which is the source of the Wind Clan monks to maintain such power.

Si Xuan casually sat on a wide and soft sofa. The Feng family villa complex was very gorgeous, with carved beams and painted beams. There were many paintings and inscriptions by famous artists from the Tang and Song Dynasties hanging on the walls. Most of them were written by Feng Bai and his descendants in that era.

Bought.

"The leftover tea in the humble house made the senior saint laugh." Fenghua, who was dressed in a white suit and had a heroic appearance, brought a few cups of tea and placed them next to the senior figures, and said carefully.

Just now, Lao Zhuyan casually suppressed the remnants of the saint formation, and Si Xuan designated the perfect saint soldiers, which made her have some guesses about the cultivation of Si Xuan and the other two. Although she was not sure, she still did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

"It's okay, I'm done," Si Xuan picked up the cup of tea and took a sip. "Miss Fenghua should be the leader of the younger generation, right? Sit down and talk."

This little girl named Feng Hua practices the Bagua Sutra in Emperor Fuxi's Sutra. With the blessing of the Emperor's blood, her natural talent and combat power are very good, and she should be better than the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King of the same realm.

After receiving Si Xuan's approval, Fenghua looked secretly happy. He carefully sat behind his Xuanzu and said respectfully: "I just achieved some minor achievements and made my seniors laugh."

Lao Zhuyan also stared at Fenghua for a moment, and suddenly with a slight tap, a black-gold formation hidden in the void appeared. He smiled and said: "It seems that the sages of your clan also made preparations before leaving. This gathering

The spiritual magic circle also has the level of a saint, no wonder it can support so many good monks in such a world."

Feng Bai was also shocked by Zhu Yan's method and sighed: "Senior, I have a keen eye. This is exactly the magic circle left behind by the sages of our clan before they left. Originally, a lot of divine sources were left behind, but after many years,

, it is almost consumed, so we can only rely on the steady flow of water from this spirit gathering array."

He turned his eyes to the heroic figure next to him and sighed: "This child is a good seedling that has been rare for thousands of years. According to ancient records, if it were placed in the pre-Qin era, he should have the qualifications of a saint, but now resources are limited, so only

It can be pushed to this level.”

Si Xuan nodded and said: "That's how it is in the Great Desolate Star now. It's really difficult to practice without the help of external forces. Mr. Feng also tried his best."

When one's cultivation reaches the realm of dragon transformation, each level of improvement requires the assistance of dragon marrow, otherwise it will have to spend many years of accumulation. Dragon veins are not easy to find on the earth now, so it is useless to talk about the essence of dragon veins such as dragon marrow.

He took the Fuxi Dragon Monument into his hand, activated the divine power in this imperial weapon, and explored the huge villa complex, only to find that although it occupies a large area, there are not many people living there, only a hundred people in total.

There are only many people, and there are only dozens of people with the blood of Emperor Fuxi.

He understood in his heart that in order to reduce the burden on this spirit gathering formation, the Wind Clan people deliberately reduced the number of practitioners among the younger generations. It was better to have fewer practitioners than to overwhelm them, and those selected were those with outstanding imperial blood.

"Just wait a few more years. The Age of Jue Ling is about to pass, and the day when the Great Dao will be revived is not far away." In this regard, Si Xuan has nothing to do now. The Golden Age is coming soon, and the Ninety-nine Dragon Mountain will also be here.

Feed the earth back and everything will be fine.

But Lao Zhuyan smiled at Fenghua with great interest: "I like this little girl. Longbei has been kind to me in teaching the scriptures. I will take care of the materials you need for your practice before you kill the Tao. Your Highness, you

you do not mind?"

It has controlled the Fuxi Dragon Monument several times, and was taught the Eight Diagrams Scripture by the Dragon Monument God. Old Zhu Yan always remembered this kindness, and was determined to take care of the Fuxi people in the ancient star.

Si Xuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at it, shrugged and said with a smile: "What do I mind? Anyway, it's your resources to spend, so feel free to spend it."

"Thank you, senior!" Fenghua on the side heard that Lao Zhuyan wanted to help her practice, and quickly stood up and bowed Yingying.

"Little girl, this resource is nothing to me, so you don't need to be nervous." Lao Zhuyan grinned, opened his mouth and spit out a crimson red Suzaku Sacred Feather, refined it into a space magic weapon, and threw it to Fenghua Dao.

Si Xuan stared at the feather and suddenly said: "Compared with this, does Mr. Feng know where the saints in your clan have gone? Could it be that they also went to Feixian Ancient Star with those Qi Practitioners?"

When Feng Bai heard Si Xuan's question, he not only smiled bitterly but shook his head and said, "You think too highly of us. My late grandfather was just a child in the Qin Dynasty. How could he be qualified to listen to the discussions of sages!"

"I see, it seems that I am indeed anxious." Si Xuan suddenly realized, smiling and shaking his head.

Feng De, the head of the Feng family, also said: "Practice is not easy. The Taoists who have stayed on earth over the years have stayed together for warmth, whether it is the demon race, Taoism or Buddhism, or we are the descendants of the ancient great supernatural powers of the human race."

"The ancient great supernatural powers of the human race? Do you know how many of them still have the inheritance?" After hearing this, Si Xuan suddenly became interested and asked seriously.

The ancient great supernatural beings of the human race, this group of people is too broad. Whether it is the three emperors and five emperors who occupy an important position in mythology, or the legendary Yi who shoots the sun, Kuafu who chases the sun, and Chang'e of Guanghan Palace, since these people can

It has been passed down in ancient history that it does not simply exist.

Feng De smiled bitterly and said: "If you ask that, it will be difficult for me as a junior to answer. There are too many great magical powers in ancient times, and it is difficult for us to be sure. The ones who are better related to our Feng Clan are the Si family and the ancient Qin family who are descendants of Yu Ancestor."

The Ying family."

"rumble!"

Before Feng De finished speaking, he felt a pressure like a raging sea appearing above his head. It was an irresistible force of heaven, as if the entire sky was suppressed, making people dare not breathe at all.

Feng Bai and Feng Hua almost fell to their knees under the pressure of this divine power. Fortunately, Lao Zhu Yan reacted instantly and shed light like the feathers of a divine bird, easing the frightening pressure.

"Senior, what are you..." Old Fengbai forcibly stopped his trembling legs. This old man who had lived from the Tang Dynasty to the present felt the pressure of a saint for the first time today, which far exceeded him.

The limit imaginable.

"I've lost my composure." At this time, Si Xuan came to his senses. The small jade bowl in his hand had been shattered into powder by him at some point. The words "Si Family" really touched the bottom of his heart, "Feng De

Sir, can you tell us in detail about the Si family, the descendants of Yuzu?"

He tried his best to keep his expression as calm as possible, but his gaffe just now really frightened several people in the Feng family. Feng De was afraid that he had violated some taboo, so he asked carefully: "Senior, do you have any disputes with the Si family?"

"It's not a dispute," Lao Zhu Yan, who was sitting next to him, had a serious expression on his face and said to everyone in the Feng family, "My Highness is named Si, and the ancestor Yu may be related to His Highness."
Chapter completed!