After stepping into the treasure house, Mu Feng ignored the shocked expressions of others and walked up the stairs to the third floor of the treasure house.
This time, Mu Feng's target is no longer spiritual weapons, elixirs, spiritual materials, etc., but spiritual fire.
The most powerful spiritual fire in his body now is probably the Beacon Fire Thunder Heart, but this fire is just a king-level super spiritual fire.
With his current strength, a king-level super spiritual fire like Feng Huo Lei Xin would be of minimal help to him.
After all, with his current strength, the next opponent he will face will only be a strong martial artist, and a mere king-level super spirit fire is indeed a bit useless.
And if he wants to forge a senior level spiritual weapon or refine a senior level spiritual elixir, he will also need a senior level spiritual fire.
Last time, after Mu Feng entered the treasure house, he found several kinds of spiritual fires of the highest level. The one that satisfied him the most was a kind of spiritual fire called the 'Great Dark Forest Flame' on the third floor of the treasure house.
The Great Dark Forest Flame is a high-level spiritual fire. It is a terrifying spiritual fire that spreads darkness by swallowing light.
It is said that wherever the fire passes, the light dissipates and darkness sweeps across, making it almost impossible to see even one's fingers. However, any warrior enveloped by this fire can easily get lost in the flames, and eventually be burned to ashes by the flames without realizing it.
Mu Feng had walked around the fourth floor of the treasure house, but had never seen a superior-level super spiritual fire on it. This dark forest flame was considered the highest-level spiritual fire in the treasure house.
Mu Feng sat cross-legged, kneading the secrets with both hands, and was trying to break the restrictions on the surface of the Great Dark Forest Flame. For about half a stick of incense, he heard a clicking sound, and the restrictions on the surface of the Great Dark Forest Flame were completely shattered.
The body of the Great Dark Forest Flame is a cluster of dark fire sources about half the size of a palm. The dark flames burn faintly, as if devouring the surrounding light, making the surrounding environment gradually dim.
Whoosh! The dark flames were released and suddenly burst out. Endless dark flames swept out and enveloped the entire three layers.
In the blink of an eye, the third floor of the huge treasure house was completely plunged into pitch black darkness. Waves of terrifying temperature swept in from all directions, as if to burn Mu Feng into coke.
Mu Feng snorted coldly, held his right hand empty, and used the Soul Resurrection Technique, condensing the surrounding spirits into a prison and covering the fire spirits in the dark forest flames.
The king-level spiritual fire has already given birth to some spiritual wisdom, while the noble-level spiritual fire has its own fire spirit and has a certain degree of wisdom.
"Bah!"
From the depths of darkness, there was a strange sound, and Mu Feng's condensed spiritual prison came out of the sky, tightly imprisoning the fire spirit.
Bang bang bang! The fire spirit let out a low roar, constantly hitting the spirit prison, and bursts of air explosions sounded in the void, deafening and endless.
Mu Feng frowned slightly, golden light gushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and his high-ranking spiritual power radiated out like a network, firmly confining the fire spirit in the void.
Huo Ling, who was still struggling fiercely at first, finally calmed down completely like a trapped animal fighting after Mu Feng's mental power came.
As soon as Mu Feng closed his sleeves, the black flames all around the third floor gathered up and condensed in the palm of Mu Feng's hand.
The surrounding darkness dissipated, revealing the original appearance of the three layers, and a faint burning black flame was quietly suspended in Mu Feng's palm.
As this black flame burns, it keeps changing its shape, whether it is a ball, a square, a human shape, etc. The shape can be said to be ever-changing.
When Mu Feng subdued the dark forest flame, he could clearly feel that there was a blur of consciousness in his mind.
Moreover, this consciousness is very close to him, and he knows that this should be the consciousness of the fire spirit of the Great Dark Forest.
Mu Feng's eyes flashed, and he flicked his right hand, and the black flames in his hand shot out and spread instantly. Darkness invaded wherever it passed, making it difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.
The terrifying temperature swept through, making the entire third floor of the treasure house feel like a terrifying furnace. If there were not spiritual formations around the treasure house, just such an ejection, the third floor of the treasure house might have been burned down.
Mu Feng was very satisfied with the power of the Great Dark Forest Flame. With his strength combined with the Great Dark Forest Flame, he was already capable of killing the mid-level martial master.
After putting away the Great Dark Forest Flame, Mu Feng continued to walk towards the fourth floor. After arriving at the fourth floor, a figure was waiting silently at the stairs at the end.
"Master Mu! You are finally here! Please give me some advice!"
This figure was none other than Huai Wenyan. He bowed to Mu Feng with a solemn and respectful attitude.
Mu Feng nodded and said, "Is it right here?"
Huai Wenyan looked seriously and said: "Of course not. Master Mu, please come with me to the fifth floor! That's where I usually meditate, and it's one of the safest places in the Xiao Mansion."
Under the leadership of Huai Wenyan, Mu Feng walked to the fifth floor of the treasure house.
The fifth floor is very different from the first four floors. It is very luxuriously decorated, with a total of four rooms. In the center is the entrance hall, and there is an elegant plaque on the hall.
The four rooms are two bedrooms, a retreat room and a chess room. The decorations are all classical and elegant. The light aroma permeating the air is refreshing and makes people feel enlightened.
"This is..." The moment Mu Feng entered the fifth floor, his eyes fell on the incense burner in the center of the hall.
To be more precise, it was a golden fragment suspended on top of the incense burner. It looked like a broken blade of a long knife.
The surface of this broken blade had clear texture and shone with some mysterious light. Especially the pressure emanating from it actually made Mu Feng's heart tremble.
"Are these fragments of the imperial army?"
Mu Feng's pupils narrowed slightly and he couldn't help but look at Huai Wenyan.
Huai Wenyan nodded and said: "Master Mu is really smart and discerning. This broken blade indeed comes from an imperial weapon, and this imperial weapon was the personal spiritual soldier of the previous generation Lord Gunzhou Mu."
"oh?
The personal spiritual soldier of the previous generation Gunzhou Mu?
Is it possible that the previous generation Gunzhou Mu was a powerful martial emperor?"
Mu Feng looked surprised.
Although the current Gunzhou Mu Xiao Yangqiu is very strong, no matter how strong he is, he should not have reached the realm of the Martial Emperor, at most a ninth-level Martial Lord. He did not expect that the previous generation of Gunzhou Ranking was more powerful than this generation.
Huai Wenyan nodded and sighed softly: "Yes! The previous generation of Master Gunzhou Mu was a genius. During his tenure, his strength increased by leaps and bounds, reaching the realm of the Martial Emperor in one fell swoop!"
"Under the leadership of the previous generation of Gunzhou Mu, Gunzhou had a very high prestige in the Red Star Kingdom. It once broke into the top ten states of the Red Star Kingdom! However, after that incident happened, the previous generation of Gunzhou Mu died.
, even the personal imperial soldiers were shattered!"
"And all we in Gunzhou can do is to bring back such a fragment..." At this point, Huai Wenyan couldn't help but clenched his fists, with resentment and annoyance in his eyes.
Mu Feng's eyes showed a look of contemplation. It seemed that something must have happened to the previous generation of Gunzhou Mu, so he died and even the personal imperial soldiers were shattered.
However, Huai Wenyan didn't say much about what happened to the previous Gunzhou Mu, and Mu Feng didn't ask too much. After all, the matter had nothing to do with him, and it was useless to ask more.