The phantom space is no longer the space the first time Tang Feng used it, which was only the size of two washbasins.
Ever since Tang Feng was promoted to the third level of Impermanence Art, he had used the ghosts of those heaven-level masters to replace the previous five ghosts.
Currently, there are five ghosts maintaining the space, two of which are at the middle level of Heaven level, and three are at the lower level of Heaven level. They have exchanged their shotguns for cannons, and they have become extremely huge.
Tang Feng didn't look carefully, but he guessed that it was about the size of his own room. So the space that was originally a bit crowded now became empty, and it wouldn't be full no matter how many people were crammed in it.
On the surface, Tang Feng was going to Quting Mountain to practice, so he naturally had to bring some daily necessities. This was different from before. He didn't leave early and come back late. What he wanted to do was to stay in Quting Mountain for a while.
Both Tang Feixiao and Lin Ruoyuan agreed with this. Young people should be motivated, have a fighting spirit, and know how to endure hardships and stand hard work. Although Tang Feng has great qualifications and has made rapid progress in his realm, after all, he
They didn't experience the hard work of slowly increasing their strength step by step. Even if Tang Feng didn't mention it this time, Tang Feixiao and Duan Qichi also thought that they should torture him to teach him that gaining strength is not that easy.
Use this to hone his character.
In order to prevent Tang Feng from encountering any accidents, Lin Ruoyuan also carefully explained to Tang Feng the division of spirit beasts' strengths.
Spiritual beasts, like humans, also have levels, but their levels are planned using numbers. Tang Feng was told by thousands of people not to go within three hundred miles of Quting Mountain.
Tang Feng naturally nodded in agreement, but the first day he entered Quting Mountain, he ran all the way and rushed directly into the three hundred miles range.
The entire Quting Mountain is extremely huge, and it is considered the largest mountain range in the Li and Tang Empire. A mere three hundred miles away is just its edge.
Although his body had been transformed, running for such a long time was still a huge drain on both his body and his energy. Tang Feng first found a safe place, made a fire and made some food to fill his belly.
Then he climbed up to the tree trunk and meditated and practiced the Impermanence Technique in the middle of the night to replenish the lost Gang Qi. When he was full of energy, he opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
The colorful magic weapon that he risked so much and worked so hard to obtain finally appeared in front of him. How could Tang Feng not pay attention to it? If it flew away again like before, wouldn't his design mean that it would be destroyed?
Flood? So he must be prepared to take action to prevent the magic weapon from flying away.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Tang Feng slowly took out the colorful magic weapon from the phantom space. His spirit was extremely tense, his eyes did not blink, and he assumed a posture to attack at any time.
A rather dim colorful light suddenly appeared, much dimmer than last time. The magic weapon finally appeared in Tang Feng's hand. It felt very soft, but this time, Tang Feng could clearly see what the magic weapon looked like.
What is it.
Much like what he had expected, it was not a weapon, but actually a sleeveless inner armor as thin as cicada wings, dark in color, soft and silky, and glowing with light on the surface.
As soon as the magic weapon appeared, the roaring beast roar sounded again. The beast's roar disturbed the resting birds and beasts at night. For a time, the sound of flapping wings of birds was heard from all directions, wandering in the deep mountains.
Tang Feng also felt a strong force coming from his hand. This thing actually wanted to break free from his restraints. He panicked and quickly gathered his strength and held on tightly.
Fortunately, this force was not very strong and was within the range that I could bear. After fighting with it for half an hour, the colorful light on the inner armor became intermittent and became much dimmer.
Even the majestic roar seemed to be dying.
Finally, there was no more movement in the inner armor, the light dissipated, the roaring stopped, and everything became peaceful.
Tang Feng exhaled involuntarily, but did not relax. He still maintained the output of Gang Qi, ready to fight against the inner armor at any time.
Looking at it now, there is nothing outstanding about this inner armor. It is just that the texture is very good and the workmanship is very fine. At first glance, it is made by a famous artist.
"Why do magic weapons... look like this?" Tang Feng looked puzzled. He had only heard the people around him mention the top ten magic weapons a few times, and he only knew that Yanri was in Qin Siniang's hands.
The water is cold in the hands of the snow girl. But as for the rest, he has no idea at all.
But this thing should be a divine weapon, otherwise how could it survive the attack of the Sun Sword for such a long time? Is there a defensive type of divine weapon, a defensive divine weapon?
Tang Feng was confused for a moment. He got this thing secretly, so he had to hide it, otherwise he would be in big trouble. Naturally, it would be inconvenient to ask Tang Feixiao and the others.
But since it is a divine weapon, it should be able to recognize it as its master. As long as it recognizes itself as its master, doesn't it mean that he knows everything? Thinking of this, Tang Feng felt excited all over.
There were only two magic weapons in the entire Li Tang Empire, and they were both weapons. Unexpectedly, what fell into his hands was a defensive magic weapon. Tang Feng didn't bother to think about which one was better, but for him, weapons were far away.
Far from being as good as a defensive magic weapon, unless the weapon is a hidden weapon.
But how to make the magic weapon recognize the master? Tang Feng also had a dark look in his eyes. This was the first time a big girl had encountered him on a sedan chair.
After sitting on the tree trunk and meditating for a moment, Tang Feng took out the Heavenly Weapon Broken Star, gently cut a wound on his finger, and dripped a few drops of blood on his inner armor.
Tang Feng was afraid that it wasn't enough, so he deliberately bled a little more before giving up.
The blood dripped into the inner armor and was miraculously absorbed by the inner armor. Moreover, the color did not change at all, as if it had disappeared into the sea without causing any movement.
After waiting for about a stick of incense, Tang Feng couldn't help but cursed: "Rumors are so harmful! Grandma, who is it that spreads the rumor that magic soldiers can shed blood to identify their masters? Such ignorant things are actually spread everywhere.
Said that the young master lost almost half a bowl of blood!"
After scolding Tang Feng also chuckled, he was indeed stupid. If it was that simple to let the magic weapon recognize its master, then the peripheral deacon named Shi in Baidi City would have been the master of the magic weapon long ago, so why would he have spent all the time?
Suppressing it with his mind? Or maybe Tang Feng knew in his heart that this was impossible, but he still couldn't help but give it a try.
After calming down, Tang Feng thought about it carefully.
Since the divine weapon needs to recognize its master, she must communicate with it. Qin Siniang also said that she can communicate with Yanri Sword, but Yanri Sword is not a human after all, and cannot talk to her like a human.
, Qin Siniang needs to carefully feel everything Yanri senses and then deduce it.
Communicate? How to communicate? If this problem is not solved, there will be no hope of getting this magic weapon to recognize its master today!
All divine weapons have spirituality, and if they have spirituality, they can sense it. Then he can try to use the power of his mind to communicate with them! Thinking of this, Tang Feng couldn't help but shake off his previous depression and cheer up.
Sitting cross-legged on the tree trunk, Tang Feng took the inner armor with both hands and smoothed it as gently as he treated his own woman. He gently placed it on his knees, closed his eyes, immersed himself in it, and worked hard.
Come and explore the secrets of this inner armor!
Gradually, Tang Feng entered the same state as when he was practicing. There was nothing in his heart. There were no birds singing and flowers around him. The insects were chirping and the beasts were moving around. All the senses of his five senses were blocked. If someone came to sneak attack at this time,
, you will definitely succeed easily.
Tang Feng also knew that being alone in Quting Mountain without the slightest precaution was like asking for death, but he had no choice. Only here could he safely take out the magic weapons, and this was only in Quting Mountain.
On the outer edge, I guess there shouldn't be any danger.
After a long while, a big snake with colorful body slowly climbed down from the tree trunk, spiraled all the way up Tang Feng's waist, wrapped around his body, and climbed to Tang Feng's neck, swallowing the snake core.
It was only an inch away from Tang Feng's cheek.
This is not a venomous snake, but ordinary people would definitely be frightened if they were entangled like this by a big snake as thick as two fingers.
Tang Feng seemed to have no feeling. He sat there motionless. After a long time, he slowly took a breath and his heart beat loudly.
After a long while, the big snake followed Tang Feng's neck and circled to the tree trunk, slowly disappearing under the night.
Tang Feng didn't know anything about all this. His mind was in contact with the inner armor again and again. At the beginning, Tang Feng couldn't even feel anything magical about the inner armor. The thing in his hand was completely
Just like the most ordinary clothes, it gave him the feeling of a dog biting a hedgehog with nowhere to bite.
But gradually, Tang Feng could feel an extremely weak fluctuation from the inner armor. This fluctuation was very light. If you don't notice it carefully, you can't find it at all. Moreover, the frequency is very slow, and it takes almost as long as a stick of incense to fluctuate.
once.
Under the control of the power of his mind, Tang Feng imagined himself standing on a lake as smooth as a mirror. The water was smooth and motionless. He stood there like a javelin, as if he was going to live forever.
Suddenly, somewhere on the lake, there was a sudden vibration, as if someone had thrown a pebble into it, and the ripples spread rapidly in all directions.
The moment the vibration first appeared, Tang Feng's mind shot towards the center of the ripples like an arrow from a string.
This entire imaginary lake is an extension of Tang Feng's mind, and the vibration that occurs must be caused by the fluctuations from the divine weapons that interfere with Tang Feng's mind. As long as he grasps this vibration, Tang Feng can determine the state of his mind.
Able to communicate with the divine soldiers.
This is a stupid method, but it is extremely effective.
The facts turned out to be as he expected. When the power of the mind broke into the vibration point, his eyes suddenly became clear. It was no longer impossible to pry into the secrets of the magic weapon. What opened in front of Tang Feng was a door! An impregnable door.
The gate seems to have experienced countless years of wind and sun, and has long been rusty, but it still stands here, blocking any visitors who want to pry into the secrets of the magic weapon.
