For half a month, the Xiaoyue Sect conducted a blanket search near Xingjiazhuang, but could not find any trace of the remnants of the demon sect.
The scope of the search is getting wider and wider, and the hope is getting smaller and smaller.
Finally, the three elders returned one by one, and most of the strong men of the sect withdrew.
Zhao Feng also returned to Xiaoyue Sect with the large group of people.
The third day after the sect elite withdrew.
Deep in Xingjiazhuang, under a grave in a wasteland, there was a strange "pop" sound.
If you look down from a high altitude and your eyes can penetrate the soil, you will find a strange scene:
The blood of many corpses throughout Xingjiazhuang seeped into the soil, following a strange route, and converged into one. These corpses were all natives of Xingjiazhuang who died in the plague. Although they were cremated, the blood in the corpses had already seeped into the soil.
As a reclusive family, the cultivation levels of the adults in Xingjiazhuang are generally above the second level of the solid state, and there are many true warriors who are above the fourth level of the solid state.
The blood left behind by the plague in these bodies, guided by strange forces, seeped into the soil and gathered together.
"Jie Jie... the most dangerous place is the safest place. The 'Blood Plague Concentration Formation' was set up several months ago and was tracked down by the sect, as I expected."
A silver-streaked bloody corpse crawled out of the ground with blood oozing from its body.
As the protector of the Blood Zombie Helm, he has survived for hundreds of years. He has already escaped from the realm of human life and transformed into a "half-dead" state. Therefore, his lifespan is several times that of the True Spirit Realm of the same level, and even longer...
After reappearing in the sky, the aura on the silver-striped blood corpse was obviously much more powerful, it had returned to the fifth level of transcendence, and its injuries had also recovered somewhat.
"It's a pity that we couldn't successfully practice the 'Blood Jade Pill' together. Boy named Zhao, one day we will meet."
The Blood Zombie Protector smiled strangely and licked his lips.
In his plan, he had already anticipated the Xiaoyue Sect's sweeping search, and the only "odd number" was Zhao Feng.
The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and the angrier he became, the more resentful he became.
But the Blood Zombie Protector didn't know that he had also walked past the gate of hell.
After Zhao Feng made great achievements, he became low-key. He kept shielding his left eye during the search and did not put much effort into it.
Otherwise, Zhao Feng opened his left eye with all his strength and searched the villa by himself. It was not difficult to see that he had merged into the "Blood Plague Concentration Formation" under the soil.
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A few days later.
The elite troops of Xiaoyue Sect returned to Tianyue Mountain.
Far away, Zhao Feng saw the "Floating Palace" suspended high in the sky on the top of the mountain, coexisting with rain, mist and lightning. It was majestic and majestic, exuding an atmosphere of eternal desolation.
"There are still two months left, and the 'Fuluan Trial' is about to begin."
Some disciples looked at the dark blue palace high in the sky above their heads, with expressions of anticipation and urgency.
The deadline for the Fuluan trial is gradually approaching.
Some disciples want to change their destiny, compete for opportunities, secretly accumulate strength, and have strong fighting spirit.
Most of the disciples in the sect have little background, and the "Fuluan Trial" is undoubtedly a relatively fair opportunity. If you can grasp it well, you can change your destiny and future.
“You must grasp the ‘Fuluan Trial’ that happens every five years.”
Zhao Feng was determined in his heart and could not be shaken.
The sect assessment is held every five years, and the Fuluan trial is held every five years. If he misses any opportunity or link, he may be stuck for several years.
Compared to Zhao Feng, five years is too long.
From the time he merged into the mysterious left eye, he galloped and sang: After staying in the Zhao clan for a few months, he was lucky enough to enter the Guangling Mansion. Then he studied in the Guangling Mansion for a few months, faced difficulties, seized the opportunity, and entered the sect.
After practicing quietly in the sect for several months, he reached his current height.
A year ago, in the Zhao clan, he was still a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, less than fourteen years old.
A year later, he successfully established himself in the sect, but he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, not yet fifteen.
The destiny of life is fulfilled through opportunities like this.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for Zhao Feng to reach the second level of transcendence from the first level of martial arts in just one year.
This kind of promotion speed is not unpleasant, and it is comparable to some of the top geniuses in the sect world.
Return to the inner door.
Zhao Feng and Lin Fan said goodbye.
Lin Fan was the last one to leave, and spoke sincerely: "Junior Brother Zhao, during this mission, you not only saved my life, but also gave me such an opportunity. Such a great kindness, Lin will remember it in his heart, and he will definitely repay me one day."
Seeing Lin Fan's back, Zhao Feng fell into a brief thought.
In the sect, he is weak and has few reliable friends. His two senior brothers, Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan, are still struggling to grow up.
On the other hand, Lin Fan had a strong will and was the first to wake up after being poisoned by corpse poison. He was stronger than Xiao Yun and Xu Zhi.
During the mission, the two cooperated with each other and had a tacit understanding. When Zhao Feng mysteriously "disappeared" in the woods, only Lin Fan complained on his behalf and questioned Huang Yun and others.
Lin Fan didn't know that Zhao Feng's thought would change his future destiny.
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In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.
Since the discovery of Chiyue Cave, Xiaoyue Sect has gradually calmed down.
This news spread to other sects in the Thirteen Sects Alliance, and all major sects contacted each other to discuss countermeasures.
These things have nothing to do with Zhao Feng.
After returning to the sect, he used the yuan crystal stones and contribution points in his hands to buy some spiritual elixir resources.
The first step is to improve your physical training.
After breaking through the tenth level of "Silver Wall Technique", the progress was extremely slow, like a snail.
The eleventh level is already the highest state of "Silver Wall Jue": it will not melt into the furnace, and it will become one perfect body.
According to the description in the technique, it has reached the highest state, and can almost compete with the third level of heaven with its physical strength alone.
Therefore, the span between the tenth and eleventh floors is not small.
Zhao Feng originally thought that he could achieve his goal by spending one or two hundred pieces of second-grade Yuan Crystal. However, he ended up spending nearly a thousand pieces of second-grade Yuan Crystal to buy a lot of precious materials and elixirs to assist in body refining.
Achieve goals.
For more than half a month, after consuming nearly a thousand second-grade yuan crystals and thousands of contribution points, Zhao Feng's "Silver Wall Technique" reached its tenth level peak, and was about to break through the last bottleneck.
The eleventh level is still half a step away.
Zhao Feng sighed, he didn't expect that with the power of his bloodline and the assistance of so many precious materials and elixirs, his progress in body refining would be so slow.
In the sect world, there are very few practitioners who specialize in body training, which shows how difficult this path is.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng overestimated the speed of progression to the transcendent realm.
Every time you advance to the seventh level of transcendence, it is a small transformation of your life level, which is extremely difficult.
"I still have more than 22,000 high-grade Yuan crystal stones in my hand. If I spend another five hundred yuan, I should be able to succeed."
Zhao Feng analyzed and calculated in his mind.
The last time he carried out the mission, he had indeed gained a lot, but he still had to plan to use the Yuan Jing Stone in his hand.
Especially in the future, when you have to face the "Floating Mountain Trial", every minute and every second is extremely important.
If you buy the materials to make elixir yourself, you can save costs, but Zhao Feng's time is precious now and cannot be wasted.
The Fuluan Trial was the real big opportunity. He didn't regret wasting this Yuan Crystal Stone.
A few more days passed.
Zhao Feng's "Silver Wall Technique" finally broke through to the eleventh level.
In order to achieve this goal, he spent a total of nearly two thousand first-grade Yuan Jingshi, which is equivalent to twenty low-grade Yuan Jingshi.
Of course, the improvement in Zhao Feng's strength after paying such a price is also extremely terrifying.
"It does not melt when put into the furnace, it becomes one perfect body."
Zhao Feng sat cross-legged and activated the Body Refining Technique. A layer of silver crystal appeared all over his body, like a gold and bronze Buddha, exuding a pressure as heavy as copper and iron.
Now, his physical strength is enough to compete with ordinary third-level mortals.
In terms of defense, it is even more terrifying. If he is thrown into a furnace, he will remain intact for a short period of time.
While the physical refining skills are improving, Zhao Feng's internal strength has also been improving.
Zhao Feng has practiced the "Tianfeng Shen Jue", an advanced mortal level skill, to the fourth level, and the highest level is the sixth level.
The higher the level of this mental method, the more pure the true power becomes.
Reaching the fourth level, the purity of Zhenlijing can be compared with the fourth level of transcendence, but there is a gap in intensity and quantity.
Zhao Feng's cultivation level is only at the second level of transcendence, but his true power and purity are comparable to the fourth level of transcendence. This is really unimaginable.
In the past month, both "Tianfeng Shen Jue" and "Silver Wall Jue" have been improving, but the one with the slowest progress is "Wind and Thunder Palm".
"Wind and Thunder Palm" is divided into six levels.
Zhao Feng stayed at the third level of small achievement "causing thunder". He wanted to step into the fourth level of "thundering masterpiece", but he still had to go to the last half step.
"Once you step onto the fourth level, the thunder can trigger an electric arc, which can numb the opponent's body. Not only is it powerful, it can also control the opponent."
Zhao Feng yearns for this realm.
However, "Wind and Thunder Palm" starts from the fourth level, turning from wind to thunder.
Zhao Feng has just stepped into the threshold of understanding the power of thunder, and his progress is slow.
There is another reason. The "Wind and Thunder Palm" technique is a bit rough. While practicing, Zhao Feng simulated the drill in the left eye space and perfected it very carefully.
Of course, his efforts will not be in vain. His "Wind and Thunder Palm" has reached the peak of the third level. As long as the last layer of window paper is pierced, he can break through the fourth level at any time.
Time flies by quickly. Seeing the Floating Mountain Trial, there is only one last month left.
Zhao Feng felt that his physical training, cultivation, and martial arts had all reached a bottleneck.
"I have already mastered the "Silver Wall Technique" to the extreme. I wonder if I can get the "Nine Turns of the Golden Wall Technique"."
Zhao Feng's thoughts changed.
As far as he knew, the "Nine Turns of the Golden Wall Technique" was a top-level skill at the mortal level and was extremely precious in the sect.
There are probably only a few dozen top-level mortal-level exercises in the entire sect.
Zhao Feng still has nearly 50,000 contribution points in hand, and choosing an ordinary-level intermediate skill requires 5,000 points.
Regarding this matter, Zhao Feng decided to ask the Great Elder about it.
Nominally speaking, the great elder is now his master.
However, since returning to the sect, this powerful master has not pointed out Zhao Feng or even asked him.
On weekdays, even if something happens, the elder would ask his senior brother "Yang Qian" to give instructions to Zhao Feng.
Today, the Great Elder was instructing his disciple Yang Qian on his cultivation, and Zhao Feng's request for an interview was quickly approved.
"You mean "Nine Turns of the Golden Wall"?"
The great elder frowned slightly.
"Junior brother Zhao, the "Nine Turns of the Golden Wall Technique" is a top-level mortal level skill. You are too ambitious."
Yang Qian chuckled and couldn't help but shake his head. This little junior brother of his was too impatient. Even he, the great elder's true disciple, was not qualified to practice the top-level ordinary skills.