In this closed hall, Yi Feng walked around again and waited for a long time. There was no movement in the hall. It seemed that the key to the problem lay in these three stone doors.
Obviously, if you enter these three stone gates, you will get the benefits of body refining, soul refining and martial arts respectively. You can probably only choose one of them. This requires Yi Feng to make a choice.
Yi Feng was a little confused. Did the people who came in before have to kill ninety-nine and eighty-one people to get here? Are there countless such halls for people to choose from, or does everyone have one?
If everyone wants to enter this hall, then there must be someone among these three stone gates.
For this reason, Yi Feng waited for a while, but did not see anyone come in. From this, it can be inferred that there should be a place for everyone here, but I don't know whether everyone will be treated the same after entering the stone gate.
While Yi Feng was adjusting his condition, he was thinking about which stone door he should enter.
Yi Feng's soul realm has always been high. This is all due to the dragon soul in the dragon ball. With such a huge dragon soul, Yi Feng hardly needs to deliberately cultivate his soul realm. He can just absorb some when needed. As long as he can't.
The quantity, as long as it can be refined, is not dangerous at all.
Therefore, the effect of soul refining on Yi Feng is not very obvious.
Then let’s think about practicing Qigong. This practice should be about teaching and instructing some powerful exercises.
Yi Feng has the Nine Spirits Xuantian Divine Seal and the Star Sword Technique. Both of these are extremely powerful techniques. Yi Feng does not need to acquire any more powerful techniques. These two alone are enough for him.
I have a headache.
Then only body training is more suitable for Yi Feng. First of all, high physical quality is good for any monk; secondly, Yi Feng needs to cultivate the power of the stars, which has almost strict requirements on the quality of the physical body.
For ordinary human monks, even if they reach the Mahayana stage, their physical body quality is very good even if it is at the level of low-grade spiritual weapons. Even if some human monks deliberately cultivate their physical bodies, it is difficult for them to reach the level of monster beasts.
Of course, it is not ruled out that some people have a chance encounter, obtain a more effective body training method, and train the body to be like a monster. However, this kind of chance encounter is too rare, and it is rare to encounter it.
However, most human monks don't care about the quality of the physical body. They care more about using powerful magic weapons. There is armor to protect the body, so why bother to suffer and refine the body? And even if they do it, they won't get much good results. Therefore
, the physical bodies of human monks are usually relatively weak, and those who can reach the level of middle-grade spiritual weapons like Yi Feng are rare.
After coming up with an idea, Yi Feng slowly stood up, looked at Xiao Hei on his sleeves, and walked towards the stone door where the body was refining with a smile.
Sure enough, Yi Feng just pushed lightly, and the stone door suddenly opened.
Then in the blink of an eye, Yi Feng suddenly released a powerful tearing force from the stone door, directly pulling Yi Feng in.
The stone door doesn't look too big, but the space inside is quite large, with almost no edges visible at a glance.
As soon as Yi Feng came in, he felt that the pressure in the space had increased more than a thousand times.
Originally, the Hengtian Star was huge in size, and the planet's gravity was many times stronger than that of ordinary planets. If it were increased by a thousand times, Yi Feng's knees would be bent. If he hadn't been vigilant and activated his true energy in time to resist, I'm afraid that
He was already kneeling on the ground. But there were irregular stones on the ground. If an ordinary person fell on those stones, he would probably end up with a bloody head.
Xiao Hei may have also sensed something strange, as it flew out of Zheng Lin's cuffs and climbed onto his shoulders.
Yi Feng kept walking forward, and the pressure was increasing, but if he used all his true energy to resist, he could still support it.
But after a while, a curtain of light appeared in front of Yi Feng, blocking all the way forward.
After passing through the curtain of light, Yi Feng suddenly felt that his whole body's power had been imprisoned, and the protection of his body by his true energy was reduced to a minimum.
Without the help of his true energy, Yi Feng immediately felt heavier on his shoulders, as if there was a big mountain pressing down on him.
Yi Feng quickly felt relieved. Since it was body training, how could it be effective if he used his true energy to defend himself.
The previous journey must have allowed the monks entering here to understand the situation here.
After Yi Feng figured it out, he gritted his teeth and kept moving forward. Although the pressure was great and he felt every step was extremely difficult, he could still move forward no matter what.
When Yi Feng almost couldn't bear it anymore, he walked to a stone door, and there was a jade bottle at the door.
The jade bottle contained half a bottle of dark red liquid, and there was a wooden sign next to it with a line of small words written on it -
Drink it to heal your injuries and adjust your breath for a hundred days. After a hundred days, your physical body will reach the level of a middle-grade spiritual weapon.
Yi Feng secretly wondered that he was not injured at all. He really needed rest, but he didn't need to recuperate from his injuries.
However, since he could refine his body, Yi Feng first tried to drink a small sip. It was indeed similar to the spiritual wine refined by Chaoyang He, and had the effect of nourishing the physical body. Then Yi Feng raised his neck and drank all the liquid.
Go down.
As for Xiao Hei, this guy's physical quality is much higher than that of Yi Feng, so drinking this liquid will have no effect at all.
Then, Yi Feng rested while waiting for the liquid's medicinal power to completely dissipate in his body.
After a hundred days passed, the stone door opened automatically, and then slowly closed again after a few breaths.
Yi Feng did not hesitate, and got in with Xiao Hei, and the stone door was immediately closed tightly.
This time, Yi Feng had just taken a few steps when he couldn't stand up straight. After a hundred meters, he crawled to the ground completely.
He really couldn't bear it anymore, the pressure in the space was getting stronger and stronger, and now it was so strong that he couldn't resist.
Lying on the ground, Yi Feng was panting, sweat dripping from his forehead.
Although he was wearing spiritual armor, all its power was imprisoned, and it was no different from ordinary clothes.
The ground was still covered with stones. Under the heavy pressure, Yi Feng's legs were pressed tightly against the stones, causing the flesh and blood on his legs to ache.
However, just as Yi Feng had less than a hundred breaths to rest, space cracks suddenly appeared behind him.
Yi Feng threw a middle-grade spiritual weapon over, but it was directly turned into little streams of light by the cracks in the space.
Losing another high-grade spiritual weapon would be the same fate. Such a powerful space crack was rushing toward Yi Feng, how could he dare to slack off? He hurriedly struggled to crawl forward, but the space crack moved only faster than him.
A little bit.
At this moment, Yi Feng suddenly felt like a mortal being chased and bitten by an evil dog.
Depressed and depressed, Yi Feng did not dare to stop crawling for a moment. Although the pressure in front of him was getting heavier and heavier, and although his body was being torn everywhere, Yi Feng estimated that there must be a door in front of him, and there must be a door at the door.
Bottle of potion.
There are good things waiting for him in front, and there are "evil dogs" chasing him from behind. Yi Feng can only endure the pain, grit his teeth, and keep crawling forward. Xiao Hei, on the other hand, continues to stay on Yi Feng's shoulder very unjustly.
on the street, waving his fists as if to cheer for Yi Feng.