There are quite a lot of medicinal patterns here, but Qin Fengming tried his best to sense it, but he only responded to one of them. The other medicinal patterns are too illusory to gather and cannot be understood.
The spiritual pattern of the elixir is a kind of spiritual pattern that the master of alchemy must comprehend.
The elixir-condensing spiritual patterns here are different from the previous understanding and are closer to the original spiritual patterns, but after all, they have veins to follow. Half of them can be gathered together by Qin Fengming.
Qin Fengming didn't know if every time he used this spiritual pattern, he could trigger the arrival of the elixir, but he could clearly feel that adding this spiritual pattern to the elixir would greatly benefit the elixir.
Thunder and lightning are still falling around me, but they are far from the Mahayana heavenly tribulation.
Under such circumstances, Qin Fengming could not understand anything quietly. His body flashed, and Qin Fengming quickly left the valley.
It was very strange. Qin Fengming had just left the area covered by the medicine mist, and the arcs that landed above his head stopped and disappeared.
"Can't you enter this valley again?" Stopped outside the valley, Qin Fengming looked up at the thick fog in the distance, and suddenly felt strange in his heart.
He entered the valley again. Sure enough, as he dived into the fog, lightning arcs of lightning immediately landed above his head again, and the density was not less than before.
"It seems that as long as you stay in the fog in the valley, you will be stained with the smell of medicine mist. If you don't understand the spiritual patterns, you will drop thunder and lightning. It may take a long time to clear it." Qin Fengming left the fog and turned to look at the valley, and his heart was no longer there.
What are you looking forward to?
The medicinal bath celebration of Yifeng tribe is still underway, and Qin Fengming is no longer interested.
Leaving Yifeng's tribe, Qin Fengming headed towards the Mahayana celebration.
Although he delayed for a few days in Yifeng's tribe, Qin Fengming gained the benefits of deficit against the sky. The medicine pattern he comprehended could definitely improve his alchemy attainments, which was a rare benefit of deficit.
Before he could wait for Ni Wenshan, as for the pill recipe, the second mysterious soul body had been comprehending, and had already comprehended most of it. If he wanted to refine it, he would naturally hold a celebration in Sirong.
It is a pill recipe that can enhance perception, which can enhance the cultivator's sensitivity to the world. It is an extremely useful pill recipe. It is just that the spiritual patterns are special, and the requirements for the cultivator's soul are rigorous. The Xuan-level cultivator forced the cultivator to participate in it.
Enlightenment will put your mind into danger.
Qin Fengming didn't know how many insights of the world can be improved by the specific pills. However, he was looking forward to it. If it was useful, it would naturally help the monk break through the bottleneck.
Sirong held a celebration place, which was another festive scene, but the number of monks gathered here was far less than that of the medicinal bath celebrations of the Yifeng tribe.
This is easy to understand. The Medicine Bath Celebration is aimed at the entire Fengyang tribe, and each tribe has a quota. However, not every tribe can participate in the Mahayana celebration. Only tribes that have reached a certain level are allowed to send people to participate. And the foreign tribes are allowed to participate.
Cultivators are also limited, and low-level cultivators are not allowed.
This is a flat area with a large and large surface. There is a high platform in the center of the area. The platform and surrounding areas are now filled with colorful flag ribbons. From a distance, it looks like a colorful lake rippling with the wind.
Although there was no large formation arranged, a large number of Fengyang monks were already stationed around him. At the same time, tens of thousands of monks were scattered around him.
These monks were naturally the ones who came to attend the celebration. They were not allowed to enter the venue before the time came.
Qin Fengming had just stopped and had not asked Si Rong where he was, several figures shot towards him like lightning in the distance.
"You still have a conscience, and finally come to see me." Several escape lights shot towards me. Before the escape light could be restrained, a nice female cultivator's voice had already been passed on the spot.
The figure flew towards Qin Fengming, and a beautiful figure instantly arrived in front of Qin Fengming. A palm print carried the terrifying sound of breaking through the air and slashed towards Qin Fengming's face.
Qin Fengming did not dodge, but suddenly raised his right hand and went straight toward the palm print that looked like a sharp blade.
With the sound of a cry, Qin Fengming's right palm touched the palm print. There was no blood splattering, and Qin Fengming used his physical palm to regret this terrifying palm print.
It was a palm print slash containing the power of Mahayana. Although it seemed that the energy was not majestic, it could definitely penetrate the mountains and penetrate deep into the earth.
"Hehe...yes, my physical strength has increased a lot." A graceful figure directly reached Qin Fengming's side, and surprise words sounded.
"Look at your calm breath, you have not been wasted for decades of retreat. Hey, who is this fairy? Don't you recommend it?" Qin Fengming held Si Rong's left hand, smiling. As he spoke, he suddenly saw Yu Si
A female practitioner in Rongtonglai was actually a Mahayana, so she quickly asked out a question.
The female cultivator was filled with a scent of grass and trees, which made Qin Fengming, who had a keen sense, immediately knew that this was a Mahayana with a spiritual body of grass and trees.
"This is Sister Qinghuai from Yilan Realm, Sister Qinghuai. He is Qin Fengming. My sister wants to see her for a long time." Si Rong smiled like a flower and flashed to recommend it to the two of them.
"I have seen Fairy Qing, but I wonder if fellow Taoist Guangming has also come to the Cangyan Realm?"
Of course Qin Fengming knew that when he was exploring the Chaos Realm with Ling Chaoyang, there was a Mahayana named Guangming, a man from the Yilan Realm.
"It turns out that Qin Danjun is familiar with fellow Taoist Guangming, but unfortunately he has never come here." Qinghuai shook his head and said.
"That's a pity, otherwise I could have had a drink and chat with fellow Taoist Guangming again."
Of course Qin Fengming would not care about Guangming. He once placed a ban in Guangming's body. Over the years, Guangming must have searched all the means to resolve it, but naturally he could not find the ban. Because the ban on the soul only existed for several years,
After that, it will dissipate by itself.
After Qin Fengming finished speaking, he looked at a beautiful female cultivator behind the two girls, and smiled slightly and said, "Fairy Su hasn't seen her for a long time, and her cultivation has really improved a lot. It seems that she has been given guidance from Fairy Jiang a lot.
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Su Yun was a female cultivator Qin Fengming met in the Fengyang clan. It was because of Su Yun that Qin Fengming had a feud with a high prince of the Fengyang clan and fought hard, and later met Si Rong. Later, Su Yun and
Her brother followed Jiang Miaorou and the family was saved.
"Welcome to Senior Qin. Without Senior, our brother and sister have lost their lives. It is Su Yun's blessing to see Senior again." Su Yun knelt down and bowed to the grand ceremony. Although there was a look of panic on her face, she also felt excited in her eyes.
flash.
"Su Yatou, it would be better for me to ask my master to let you follow Senior Qin in the future." Si Rong spoke, immediately making the girl's face full of shyness.
It is very obvious that Su Yun and Si Rong have a very good relationship, otherwise they would not have followed Si Rong to greet him.
After some greetings, the group happily left the place and entered a lake with a swelling heat. Finally, they stopped in a flower valley on the island in the middle of the lake.
This is not Si Rong's retreat, but her temporary residence.
As soon as he approached, Qin Fengming noticed that there were many monks here, most of them were Mahayana, and Jiang Miaorou was obviously chatting with everyone.
"Hehe, this must be the new Mahayana Qin Danjun." Everyone landed, and a somewhat cold word suddenly sounded in the valley.1a