Chapter eight hundred and ninetieth: retreat has been broken
The stone wall area suddenly shook.
Chu Feng was studying the ancient drawings, his brows glowing flawlessly, tracing back to the origin.
This is also one of the wonderful uses of this flawless seed.
Analyze the fundamentals.
Helping Chu Feng to find the complete ancient method of Jiuli.
His mind was shaking, and streams of Jiuli's energy shot up into the sky above his body.
Everyone woke up.
Countless eyes all fell on Chu Feng.
There was shock and surprise.
Everyone's expressions became very complicated.
Sitting in front of the ancient map, Chu Feng remained motionless, but vaguely, his body seemed to be getting bigger, like a giant, growing from time to time.
It feels like reaching for the stars and the moon.
The most bizarre thing is.
Around his body, nine pale figures are gradually condensing and carving out. Endless ancient patterns, surging air and blood, gather and take shape.
The nine supreme figures stand with their heads up to the sky, either kneeling or prostrate.
All are strange and extraordinary.
Guarding Chu Feng, he moved according to his posture.
"He actually understood Jiuli's ancient method!"
"How can this be!"
"Moreover, the ancestors of Jiuli moved together to protect and stand up. Could it be that he also has Jiuli bloodline?"
Everyone exclaimed, some pointed at Chu Feng and did not want to believe it.
Ying Wuyou was also a little surprised.
but.
He reacted instantly, and with a movement of his body, he appeared in front of Chu Feng, with a looming dragon power.
"Everyone, luck comes by chance, and everyone relies on their own means. Brother Chu has great luck, and with this inheritance, you shouldn't take action, right?"
Ying Wuyou chuckled and was protecting Chu Feng.
His nature is so free and easy and natural.
Seeing that Chu Feng got the opportunity, he was not envious and jealous, but was willing to protect his way.
"No." Everyone's expressions darkened and they gritted their teeth in response.
For a while, the venue fell into a brief silence.
Everyone was holding their breath and paying attention to Chu Feng's movements.
He operates the ancient method of Jiuli.
There are nine kinds of ancient patterns all over the body, intertwining and changing, some are infinitely powerful, some are as gorgeous as fire, some are weird and unpredictable, and some are unmatchedly hard.
Nine ancient patterns.
It represents the nine major branches of Jiuli, and may even correspond to the nine laws!
Everyone present was envious.
Jiuli ancient method contains rules.
After successful cultivation, it turned into the Jiuli Principle and incorporated nine different ancient patterns. It was so extraordinary.
This kind of method is definitely not weaker than the supreme secrets of any great dynasty.
"Brother Chu's talent is indeed terrifying!" Ying Wuyou also sighed slightly.
I don't know how long it has been.
Chu Feng's figure was shaken, and the Flawless Seed returned.
On his body, nine ancient patterns flashed and fell silent.
The originally gigantic figure was completely reduced to its original size. Above his forehead, there was the word Jiuli, which was carved into his mind like a brand.
"how's it going?"
Seeing Chu Feng wake up, Ying Wuyou asked.
Everyone gathered around at the same time and couldn't help but ask.
"Is that really the ancient method of Jiuli?"
"From this mural, can we really understand the complete ancient method of Jiuli?"
"Yes." Chu Feng glanced at everyone and did not hide anything.
The movement of understanding ancient Dharma has already confirmed this, and looking for excuses only makes him feel guilty as a thief.
"I didn't expect that Jiuli's ancient method was actually imprinted in it!"
He couldn't help but let out a sigh.
The most powerful inheritance of the Jiuli Dynasty was obtained so easily.
Even Chu Feng had an unreal feeling.
"It's actually true!"
"My God, the ancient method of Jiuli is complete. It seems that this trip is indeed worthwhile!"
"Everyone, let's understand together!"
Everyone was overjoyed and were about to contemplate the mural again.
But at this moment.
The mural shook, and suddenly, a wave of ancient atmosphere and hazy disillusionment covered all the scenes.
It is as if the ancient teachings within it have been understood by others, and all the mysteries have disappeared.
Only the nine figures are vaguely visible.
It seems to be alive and reviving, with bloody lines, slowly sinking into it from an unknown place.
"Covered!"
"Is it because Chu Feng has understood the ancient method, so he has cut off the opportunity for others to perceive it?"
"Oh, what a pity!"
Everyone sighed and looked downcast.
Chu Feng's eyes suddenly moved, his soul revived, and he swept away from the crowd.
"What's wrong?" Ying Wuyou asked.
"Gone." Chu Feng's eyes were cold and there was a hint of chill in his tone.
"who?"
Ying Wuyou's heart moved.
"Wu Yu!" Chu Feng's figure flashed, and an invisible force blocked all directions in the mural area.
The passage into this place has been closed.
The mural is closed, and the entrance is completely closed. There is only one road in front of you, you can only move forward, there is no way back!
"Weird!" Ying Wuyou's expression also changed.
"Wu Yu was still there before, how did he disappear!"
"The entrance was closed. Could it be that he left? But that shouldn't be the case. He led everyone here and found nothing, so he chose to leave?"
The crowd also spoke out one after another, puzzled.
Wu Yu disappeared.
The entrance to this place was also closed, leaving only the deep road.
"He is deliberately leading us forward and cutting off the way back. He wants us to move forward!"
“Although I don’t know what I’m planning, it’s definitely not a good thing!”
"Maybe we can stay where we are?"
Everyone was talking a lot, and many people seemed a little panicked. This is an ancient tomb, the ancestral land of the Jiuli Dynasty in the past!