Feng Jueyu, who lives in Black Spring Mountain, knows nothing about the outside world. However, what kind of chaos is there outside? For him, who seems to be a little out of place in the world of disorder, there is nothing worth paying attention to. Even if If I know it, I might just laugh it off.
Under the Black Spring Cave, Feng Jueyu, who had been practicing for two consecutive days, still had a jade-like appearance on his left index finger, and the silver-black color had long since disappeared.
But at this time, on the fingers of his left hand, a blazing original dark fire was about to crackle and burn, and the height of the flames reached the top of the cave.
"The last stage consumes nearly ten thousandths of the life and death energy. This stage is really difficult to practice."
In the past two days, Feng Jueyu continued to consume the two qi of life and death, which were still at the Hong Yuan level, but he still failed to break through the final realm of divine movement. This made Feng Jueyu cautiously discover that he had trained his whole body The look of the Ten Thousand Gods' Finger is definitely not feasible.
If you can succeed in the last stage, it is a great blessing.
As the original darkness burned, the degree of jade on the left index finger became particularly obvious, and at this moment, the Hydra, which had been sleeping with its head covered for four days, finally woke up.
As soon as he woke up, he felt a terrifying temperature spreading around him. He opened his eyes wide without even yawning, and saw the black flame on Feng Jueyu's left index finger.
"Divine Source? Have you really started to practice the Ten Thousand Gods Finger?" Hydra exclaimed, then took a look and immediately burped: "My god, the Divine Movement Realm? Have you cultivated the Ten Thousand Gods Finger? This How long has the demon god been asleep? Hey, little guy, could it be that this demon god has been sleeping for tens of millions of years?"
Feng Jueyu's consciousness floated around and reverberated around him. When he heard the sound, he curled his lips in disdain and said, "Do you think you are a pig? Even a pig cannot sleep for tens of millions of years. Don't worry, you have only slept for four days."
"Four days? How is it possible? You little guy, don't try to deceive this demon god. In just four days, you will have cultivated the Finger of the Ten Thousand Gods, or will you still be in the state of divine movement?"
"No, no, the two qi of life and death in your body are not the qi of Yuanshi, nor the qi of Taichu. Could it be the qi of Hunyuan?"
The boss of Hydra's eyes were wide open, and the shock was transmitted to his emotions one by one, making him unable to control it anymore.
"Shut up, you are too noisy. If you keep arguing again, I will kill you." Feng Jueyu said in annoyance.
But Hydra couldn't control its emotions at all, and said in unbearable shock: "Oh my God, you are too perverted. In four days, you made the Ten Thousand Gods Finger? How many do you have in your body?" Are you confused about life and death? This demon god actually misjudged you. Your body is ten thousand times more precious than the Tianshen Pond in the Temple of Granting Heaven?"
Feng Jueyu listened silently, not bothering to pay attention to Hydra, but the latter said reluctantly: "Little guy, where are you from? Are you a relative of the true god in the sky? Which god are you the biological son of? ?No, no, even the true God may not have such vast energy of life and death."
"You guessed wrong, I am the real god's biological father..." Feng Jueyu's face turned livid, and he roared: "Can you shut up? I am at a critical moment in my cultivation. Can't you see Come out?"
"Uh...I understand when you say that. You practice first, and I'll be done without saying anything." The two-skinned Hydra sat cross-legged on the Nine-Headed Ring and stared blankly.
"Oh... this guy is so annoying." Feng Jueyu sighed secretly, and was about to order the second golden body to add firepower.
Hydra suddenly exclaimed again: "My god, the second golden body, you have two golden bodies?"
"Burn him..."
Feng Jueyu's scalp exploded, and he immediately gave the order. The second golden body's pupils shrank, and without saying a word, he separated a small stream of origin, alluding to fire, from a distance.
Although it was just a tiny wisp of flame, it still frightened the Lord Hydra Demon God half to death, and he turned around and started running around in the cave.
Fortunately, Feng Jueyu didn't really want to kill the Lord Hydra Demon God. He escaped for a while and finally became honest and kept silent.
In the remaining two or three hours, Feng Jueyu tried his best to practice the Ten Thousand Divine Fingers. However, although his fingers reached the level of jade, they were still unable to break through the Divine Movement Realm. It seemed that there was an invisible and intangible layer between the Yuan Yi Realm and the Divine Movement Realm. The barrier prevented him from breaking through this barrier.
After a while, Feng Jueyu reluctantly took away the second golden body and became troubled.
"How did it become like this? It should be successful."
Looking at the jade-turned index finger, Feng Jueyu was a little bit dumbfounded. When his left index finger reached the state of divine movement, it did appear in a jade-turned state, but it had the texture of real jade. According to the records in "Chao Yuan Bao Lu", in the end, When the Divine Movement Realm is achieved, the jade fingers will slowly transform and return to exactly the same color as their skin color, and will not look out of place.
But now, his fingers are like topaz, with a warm green aura, and it looks like they are connected to each other, which is completely different from the description of the Divine Movement Realm.
The most annoying thing is that he wanted to find out where the problem was from "Chao Yuan Bao Lu", but he couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked.
He immersed himself in thinking for a full day and night, tried thousands of methods, but could not find the problem, and was very frustrated for a while.
One day later, Feng Jueyu woke up and looked at Hydra and said, "Stinky snake, why do I think I can't cultivate the Ten Thousand Gods Finger to the state of divine movement?"
The Hydra crossed its arms and sat cross-legged on the Nine Snake Ring and said: "This demon god thinks that you should ask the All-Weapon Supreme of the Heavenly Clan about this matter."
"Bang!"
With a flying kick, Hydra shot out directly.
"Nima, this demon god has never practiced. You ask me, how do I know that even if I do this, I am not your slave?"
"Isn't it?" Feng Jueyu shook his right foot.
Hydra looked at it with heart palpitations, and said timidly: "Well, this demon god thinks that our relationship can be improved, but I really don't know much about what Wan Shen pointed out."
Feng Jueyu snorted bitterly and did not pursue the Hydra any further. At this moment, the defensive array set up outside Black Spring Mountain shook. Feng Jueyu was startled and forcefully stuffed the Hydra inside. Inside the Nine Snake Ring, he stood up and walked out.
Arriving outside the cave in Black Spring Mountain, Feng Jueyu twisted his fingers and drew a formula in the air. After reciting a few words plausibly, a colorful aura immediately penetrated into the nameless formation.
Soon, a floating silhouette appeared in front of him.
In the area on the edge of the center of Black Spring Mountain, more than thirty practitioners appeared. These people were led by an old man with white eyebrows and short eyebrows. Among them, about four practitioners who followed Daowu Chujingjing were acting recklessly.
He was searching around for something in the nameless formation, as if he was looking for a way.
Feng Jueyu looked at the floating silhouettes that came back from the formation barrier and looked at the cultivation and clothing of these people without saying a word. However, the old man opposite seemed to have discovered that he had been trapped by the illusion of the formation and immediately ran away.
He waved his arms and ordered: "Everyone stop, don't move."
As he spoke, the old man raised his hands and turned around in the sky, then said loudly: "I'm riding the wind in Xiajiang. I was ordered by Mr. Cong to come and see Mr. Feng. May I ask if Mr. Feng is here?"
"Jiang Chengfeng?" Feng Jueyu heard this and immediately remembered Ban Cong's instructions to him to send someone to take over the Ziyun Mine in Black Spring Mountain. He paused for a moment before casually waving his sleeves to the sky, and then
He turned around and walked absent-mindedly back to the temporary cave in Black Spring Mountain without removing the restriction guarding the entrance of the cave.
In the woods outside Black Spring Mountain, the shadows of the trees are whirling, the light is shining, and the red, green, blue, white and other colors alternately echo and flash in the air, just like a beautiful wonder of the Milky Way, magnificent.
In a wooded area with lush trees, Jiang Chengfeng and his only son Jiang Yueran were walking at the forefront of the woods. They looked solemn as they faced the foggy and changing scenery in the woods.
After standing quietly for a moment, they saw the tree miasma in front of them shaking. Dozens of tall trees as thick as buckets moved towards both sides one after another as if they were alive. A road appeared in front of them. The father and son were relieved. However,
Jiang's father and son showed completely different attitudes.
"Dad, this guy surnamed Feng is too arrogant. Isn't he just at the first level of Daowu? He is not much higher than you. You are so humble. He didn't even respond. It's really
It’s unreasonable.”
Jiang Yueran inherited the Jiang family's magical powers, and he was already in the state of perfection at a young age. Before coming here, he had a premonition that the catastrophe was coming, so he became even more proud.
However, when Jiang Chengfeng heard his son complaining about Feng Jueyu in such a high-profile manner, Jiang Chengfeng's expression turned serious and he began to scold him. In front of the disciples of the Jiang family, he did not save any face for Jiang Yueran.
"Shut up, Huangkou kid, what do you know? Haven't you seen the formation here? You can't even distinguish the illusion. What right do you have to look down on others?"
Jiang Yueran's face turned ugly when he heard this. He looked behind him and saw the servants who were shouting around. He was very dissatisfied and said: "Dad, why are you so angry? I'm just talking about it. It's been a while since we came in and we haven't seen each other."
What terrible formations and traps are there? In my opinion, this is nothing more than just formations."
Jiang Chengfeng raised his foot and kicked him, but he didn't use any magical power. Seeing this, Jiang Yueran jumped back and easily avoided his father's whip.
Jiang Chengfeng said bitterly: "Prior to this, Mr. Cong has given many warnings not to treat Mr. Feng lightly. Brat, if you mess up my father's affairs, I won't be able to spare you."
"Okay, okay, okay, isn't it better to be more respectful? My son remembers it, but Dad, I really don't think this person has any ability to guard Black Spring Mountain. Anyway, I have to meet him personally."
"You are so stupid. Is there any place for you to talk here? If you keep nagging me, I will punish you by going back and kneeling in front of your mother-in-law for three years."
Although Jiang Yueran is not a mediocre person who is strong on the outside but can do nothing on the inside, it is true that he has an unruly temperament and does not know the limits of heaven and earth. However, Jiang Chengfeng has also neglected to discipline his only son, and there is really nothing he can do to his son.