Seeing the young man in black waking up, Feng Jinghong asked impatiently.
"Brother Li, what is this?"
"Huh? Brother Feng? I didn't expect that Brother Feng and the two of them could actually break through the golden bridge and thunder water. It's really extraordinary!"
The young man in black praised him and then spoke.
"These golden chairs are our opportunities. Whichever one you walk in front of will light up, which means you have a destiny with which one. You can sit on it, and then it will appear in a place. If you pass the test, you can get a treasure.
"
"Sounds good. If there is no golden chair to shine, wouldn't it be in vain?"
"This is just the outer hall, there is also an inner hall."
"What if someone has evil intentions?"
What Feng Jinghong cares about is safety. If he gets a treasure that makes others jealous, and someone stabs him when he breaks through, then the most powerful thing is just a wedding dress made for others.
"Brother Feng, please be cautious. Haha, Brother Feng can try to attack me!"
The young man in black's eyes flashed, and he smiled for the first time.
"Brother Li, please don't make a joke. Feng is asking for advice sincerely."
Feng Jinghong suppressed her smile and said seriously.
"Brother Feng, there's no need to be angry. You'll know after you try."
The young man in black is still smiling.
"Is there something weird about this golden chair?"
Feng Jinghong saw that the young man in Xuanyi didn't look like he was joking, so he tentatively clapped his hand.
Buzz.
Feeling the wind from Feng Jinghong's palm, the golden chair immediately shook. A golden light surged from the ground and protected the golden chair. Feng Jinghong's palm was bounced back.
"Eh!"
Feng Jinghong let out a light sigh, called out the Demon Sword in disbelief, and stabbed him with the sword.
bite!
There was a crisp impact sound, and the Demon Sword was bounced back. The golden light did not seem to be damaged at all, and the young man in black sitting on the golden chair had a smile on his face.
"Brother Feng can unleash his strongest attack. Let's see if this golden chair can block it."
Hearing the words of the young man in black, Feng Jinghong's heart trembled. He had really thought about using the Ben Lei Sword Intention just now, but now he held it back. He didn't want his trump card to be exposed prematurely.
In front of an unknown person.
"Haha, Brother Feng, you're here too, quickly find a chair you can sit on and sit on it. Look what I found!"
Pang Wuliang's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Feng Jinghong's contemplation.
"Brother Pang? What did you find?"
Feng Jinghong looked back and said casually, but what he didn't expect was that Pang Wuliang actually took out his harvest and handed it to Feng Jinghong.
"This, is this elixir?"
Feng Jinghong looked at the three jade bottles in Pang Wuliang's hand and asked softly.
"Of course, look at this bottle. It's a holy medicine for healing. This bottle is..."
Pang Wuliang looked at the burning eyes of the young man in black, suddenly stopped his voice, and whispered in Feng Jinghong's ear: "This bottle is a transformation pill that can transform a human body into a different species. If you eat it, you can transform into an ancient beast.
Your strength has greatly increased, and this bottle is specially prepared for you, you can't even imagine it."
Pang Wuliang's voice was a little trembling, even surprised.
"What's this?"
Feng Jinghong also asked in a low voice.
"Tiangang, and it is innate Gang Qi, which allows you to advance to the next level, temper your true power, and condense the innate Gang Qi of the golden elixir!"
After Pang Wuliang finished speaking, he happily thrust the three jade bottles into Feng Jinghong's hands.
"Here, Brother Pang, you are also in the foundation building stage. Why do you give it to me? You can keep it for yourself."
Feng Jinghong didn't expect Pang Wuliang to be so generous, and was a little shocked. However, he was not a money-grubbing person. Although he was a little envious, he was not jealous.
"Brother Feng, you are wrong. I was granted a cultivation level by my father at that time, so I was only at the foundation-building stage. You don't even think about it, if I don't reach the golden elixir stage, how can those old guys in my family let me out?"
Pang Wuliang said angrily.
"It turns out that Brother Pang has been a master of golden elixirs for a long time. Even so, I can't accept them all. You can keep this incarnation elixir. I will take this healing medicine. After all, my cultivation level is low. If I fail,
, it can also be kept for life-saving purposes.”
Feng Jinghong was not polite and accepted the two jade bottles, but pushed the bottle of Avatar Pill to Pang Wuliang.
He knew that Pang Wuliang wanted to repay him, but he didn't want to take away someone's love. Pang Wuliang's recovery from his injuries must have been due to taking the healing elixir. And since he is a master of the golden elixir, no matter how precious this innate energy is,
, also useless.
Only the bottle of Transformation Pill should be of great use to him. Naturally, Feng Jinghong couldn't take all Pang Wuliang's income. Even if Pang Wuliang gave it sincerely, he had to be a human being. Besides, in the Yingui Sect
At that time, the mysterious woman gave him three identical pills.
"Okay, Pang is not coquettish, let's go to the next place."
When Pang Wuliang saw Feng Jinghong's determined expression, he said no more, put away the jade bottle with his backhand, and walked to the next golden chair.
"Qingxin, let's go!"
Feng Jinghong glanced at Youyou who looked calm, and followed Pang Wuliang towards the golden chair.
When he reached the seventh golden chair, the golden chair on Pang Wuliang's left suddenly shone with a golden light, which was so piercing that Feng Jinghong could hardly open his eyes.
"Brother Pang, what a great opportunity. You invite me first, and then I'll take a few steps."
Of course Pang Wuliang was very happy. He patted Feng Jinghong on the shoulder and sat down on the golden chair.
Feng Jinghong shook her head with some disappointment, and then walked forward. At the eighth golden chair, the golden chair on Ye Qingxin's right lit up.
"Qingxin, you can sit on it too!"
Feng Jinghong pressed Ye Qingxin onto the golden chair and continued walking forward.
The further he walked, the more disappointed Feng Jinghong became. After passing more than a dozen golden chairs, none of them were shiny. Even the young man in black who followed him sat down on the golden chair again shortly after Ye Qingxin sat down.
On the chair.
"Is this place not destined for me? No, I have so much luck now. Logically speaking, this luck should be good. How come there are more than thirty chairs, but none of them are destined for me?"
Feng Jinghong continued to walk forward in disbelief. When he reached the twentieth golden chair, he saw the golden light he had been hoping for for a long time. What surprised him was that the two golden chairs on the left and right were both lit up.
"What should I do? I don't know how to clone myself. Is it possible to do it one by one?"
As soon as Feng Jinghong had this idea, the two golden chairs seemed to know what he was thinking, and they slowly began to dim.
"No, this thing has a time limit. If you don't sit on it after the golden light flashes, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."
Feng Jinghong was startled. Of course he didn't want to give up such an opportunity, but after thinking about it, he had no choice but to watch the golden light gradually dim.
"Oh, it seems I can only choose one. It would be great if I could be a clone!"
Feng Jinghong shook her head with a wry smile and was about to sit on the golden chair on the right.
"Hey, by the way, clone? I can't clone, but my soul can. I can control the heavenly soul or ghost with my consciousness to see if there will be any changes when I sit on that chair."
Just as he thought, Feng Jinghong escaped with his spiritual consciousness into the middle Dantian. What made him regretful was that the Heavenly Soul was still refining the black energy essence of the Northern Xuanming, so he could only control the ghost to get out.
At the moment when the golden light completely dimmed, Feng Jinghong sat down. At the same time, a faint light flashed in front of his chest, and a faint figure flew out of his chest and threw himself on the golden chair on the left.