His whole body was shaken, Chen Feng quickly called up the attribute bar, looked in the direction of the task, and saw a dark gold copy option quietly floating in the task bar. [26nbsp;]
Clicking on the copy, a row of light golden fonts appeared in front of Chen Feng. Kill all enemies and reward martial arts points. The martial arts value is determined according to the opponent's cultivation level!
Huh? After pondering for a moment, Chen Feng closed the attribute bar angrily and looked around. However, upon taking a look, he was suddenly stunned on the spot.
I saw that I was in a valley at this time. The valley was surrounded by mountains on three sides. Green grass was everywhere in the valley, and flowers were everywhere. The air was filled with rich spiritual energy. A pool of green lake water was like a clear spring, lying quietly on the inside of the valley, glowing.
A little bit of fluorescence.
Not far from me, a clean and elegant wooden hut stood quietly. In front of the hut, various kinds of jelly grass were planted. These jelly grasses swayed lightly in the breeze, as if dancing with the wind.
, the entire valley is like a peach orchard in a painting, so beautiful.
Chen Feng stared blankly at the beautiful scenery around him, in a daze. The old and new slowly floated out from the split soul, turning into light blue shadows, standing in the void, looking at the fairy grass not far away, for a long time.
language!
"This, this is the Spiritual Transformation Grass?" Chen Feng rubbed his eyes vigorously, then walked to the room in disbelief, squatted down and stroked a plant on the ground and exclaimed.
It turned out that when Chen Feng was at Tianyun Sect, in order to ### increase his cultivation, he read a lot of books about immortal grass and spiritual flowers in the library. But what shocked Chen Feng was that these originally rare immortals
Grass Spirit Flowers are growing wantonly in front of this hut, as if they were just planted casually. Then who in this house could be so creative?
Thinking of this, Chen Feng suppressed the thought of seizing the treasure and running away, stood up straight outside the door, and said loudly to the wooden house: "Chen Feng, I passed by here accidentally. I hope that the senior will come out to see me. I have something to ask you!"
The voice was extremely loud and reverberated in the small valley, like the sound of thunder. However, after a while, no one in the wooden house responded. Chen Feng couldn't help but feel curious and spoke again.
"Senior, I forgive my junior for being offended. May I ask where this place is? I want to buy some spiritual grass here with spiritual stones. I wonder if I can part with it!"
After saying this, Chen Fengjing waited for a reply, but the wooden house remained extremely quiet, and his words were as if they were lost in the sea, with no further words.
"Master, is there anyone in the house?" Chen Feng stood in front of the door and waited quietly for half an hour. Chen Feng couldn't help but look back at the old and new, but the old and new were still frowning and standing in the distance, seeming to be thinking about something.
When Chen Feng asked, the old and new shook their heads helplessly and frowned: "Since entering here, my soul ability seems to be imprisoned by something, and I can't sense everything around me!"
Well? Chen Feng was stunned. Xinlao has always been a radar-like existence. Now that Xinlao has lost his ability to sense, the danger of being in the fantasy world has undoubtedly increased a lot.
However, Chen Feng just thought about it for a moment and shook his head indifferently. It's not like he has never seen big winds and waves before. It may not be a good thing to always get rid of difficulties with the help of new and old people. So it's fine, just let yourself live in this fantasy world.
Now, show off your skills!
Thinking of this, Chen Feng quickly walked a few steps and came to the door of the wooden house. He stretched out his hand and lightly clicked on the door. The door suddenly made two soft sounds of "pop".
Listening intently and staying for a moment, Chen Feng frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and pushed gently on the wooden door. The wooden door slowly opened with Chen Feng's movements, and he saw that the room was spotless, clean and tidy, but
Empty.
Well? What is this? Walking into the room, Chen Feng looked around, and his curiosity was even more intense than before.
The furnishings in this room are orderly but spotless. All the furniture looks like it has just been made, and it also exudes a light woody fragrance.
Is this a separate residence prepared for each monk? Just like the recipient, the residence is transformed as the monks enter?
Thinking of this, Chen Feng felt that this was very possible. However, while secretly admiring the power of the emperor, Chen Feng immediately realized one thing. If this was really a residence transformed for him, then the fairy grass outside the room was.
Doesn’t it also belong to you?
As soon as this idea appeared, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel excited. He stepped on the room with one foot and walked out of the room. Then he came to the fairy grass. With a wave of his right hand, he pulled up a spiritual grass on the ground without hesitation.
Pick up and hold it firmly in your hand.
After doing all this, Chen Feng waved his left hand fiercely without hesitation, and a red flame shot out from his palm, hitting the spiritual grass directly.
Under the baking flames, the spiritual grass kept twisting and making a hissing sound. After a while, the spiritual grass disappeared into nothingness in the flames, leaving only a drop of light green liquid in the air.
Looking at the fluorescent liquid in front of him, Chen Feng swallowed hard, suppressed his excitement, and then opened his mouth and sucked hard, and the green liquid shot into Chen Feng's mouth like an arrow.
At the entrance of the green liquid, Chen Feng hurriedly sat cross-legged, feeling the spiritual energy transformed by the spiritual grass flowing in his body. Not long after, after Chen Feng completely refined the spiritual energy of the spiritual grass, he stood up violently and roared to the sky. The sound shook the valley, and transformed into
The rumble of thunder echoed in the valley...
Time passed slowly by meditating and devouring spiritual herbs every day. Although Chen Feng didn't know why he had to transform so many spiritual herbs for himself in the fantasy world, there was one thing he was very sure of, that was himself.
His strength has indeed increased. Although it has only been a few days, the aura in the spiritual sea has already increased a lot!
On this day, Chen Feng was practicing in the room as usual, while the old and the new had their eyes closed, sitting cross-legged on the Shifang Black Lotus to warm their souls. But just as they were practicing separately, a voice suddenly exploded in the air.
ring.
"I don't know which Taoist friend in the valley is Qingxiu. Zhang Liang is in the Lower North Territory. I wonder if I can come out and meet him!" The voice echoed in the valley. Chen Feng's face turned cold. He waved his hand and collected the ten-direction black lotus into the ring, and said loudly to the outside.
"I don't know what's going on, friend. I'm currently in retreat, so it's not convenient for me to meet you!"
"Oh?" After hearing Chen Feng's words, a middle-aged man in silver robes stood in the void with his feet on the fly whisk. His eyes kept turning, but he had no intention of leaving.
"Fellow Taoist! As the saying goes, we are guests from afar. In this vast fantasy world, we are destined to meet each other. Why don't you, Taoist friend, come out to meet us and show your friendship as a landlord?"
The man stretched out his hand a little, and the whisk turned into a streak of light. It shrank and became half a meter in size. The man held it tightly in his hand.
Chen Feng released his spiritual thoughts, felt the man's actions, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.
The door opened slowly, Chen Feng walked out of the room and looked at the man in the distance.
When Chen Feng came out, the man took a few steps back cautiously, but when he discovered that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on Chen Feng's body, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of ecstasy in his eyes.
"Brother Dao is so anxious to see me, but for these spiritual herbs?" Looking at the visitor, Chen Feng raised a faint smile, but he already understood in his heart that the reason why various spiritual herbs were transformed into the fantasy world
, its purpose is not to let people practice, but to satisfy the selfish desires of the monks and let everyone compete with each other.
Here, there is no so-called pity, and there is no so-called sympathy. There is only a world of people eating people. In this fantasy world, the stronger people will get more benefits, while the weaker people can only
Reduced to bones, it seems that what the saver said is true. This heavenly Buddha is not like other Buddhist practitioners, but a peerless and vicious Buddha who regards life in the world as ants...
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