While Ling Feng was lying on the top floor of the Liantian Tower recovering from his injuries, the Shura Sect fell into a long period of calm, unlike before where fierce battles broke out every day.
The major resource points were deserted, with only a faint mysterious energy floating in the air, and streams gurgling by, as if all the people had disappeared. Even the first day of each month, the day when tokens were issued, did not appear.
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The Shura Sect, which was originally full of life, suddenly became empty. This is because the disciples all used the tokens they harvested half a month ago to practice in the Tiantian Pagoda.
In the Battle of the Blood Beast, everyone in the forty-two sects was given a large number of tokens, which is why the current scene appeared.
In a resource point not far from the Liantian Pagoda, which is connected to the sky and the earth, several heavenly kings rarely appeared there. One of them looked at the Liantian Pagoda and said: "The disciples are so peaceful, but I am not used to it."
A man sitting by the stream, holding a white porcelain teacup in his hand, was gently blowing hot tea. After hearing his words, he said lightly: "You have to get used to it if you are not used to it."
"You have been drinking this cup of tea for more than two hundred years, and it tastes so good?"
The Heavenly King who just spoke turned around and looked at the teacup in Master Mo's hand and said. The corners of the latter's mouth turned up, as if he thought of something happy: "She gave it to me, and I am willing to drink it for two thousand years."
"Hey, don't talk about him anymore, or I might get into another fight with you."
"Haha, our old Mo is famous for being infatuated."
"Don't you? Who went to three areas to see Xiaoyao a few days ago?"
A group of kings were teasing each other's little secrets, with smiles on their faces. They didn't look like people who were hundreds of years old at all. Perhaps in the distant past, Master Mo and the others were energetic young people just like Ling Feng and others.
, but the flow of time not only takes away time, but also submerges too many people and things.
There was a lot of laughter and laughter here, but there wasn't much sound from the Liantian Tower not far away. The only sound was the roar of thunder and lightning clouds as they passed by.
Starting from the tenth floor of the Liantian Pagoda, there are people on each floor sitting on futons with their eyes closed, and the mysterious energy is flowing around their bodies, and the higher the people go, the stronger the fluctuations of the mysterious energy are.
When we reached the sixtieth floor, a handsome man caused a stir when he was practicing. He alone occupied one-fifth of the profound energy in the Liantian Tower on the entire floor. Fortunately, Huang Pu was the only one, otherwise he would have to fight for the profound energy.
Come.
Continue to go up, all the way to the top, but it is a completely different scenery.
The sky at the top is pure darkness, and the ground is covered with a layer of warm white jade bricks. There is not even a sound of thunder here, only the pale white mysterious energy like clouds and mist gently fluttering in this seemingly endless space.
It would even spin in a playful manner before spreading further away.
Until they were blocked by a large sea of jade spirit flowers, the flowing breath of life playfully caressed the heads of the jade spirit flowers. When "they" shook the flower branches angrily, they quickly fled and ran to the flowers.
The center of the sea.
There was a man lying there, seemingly without any clothes on, and the mysterious energy that had traveled thousands of miles seemed to be just to help the man cover his body, covering the man's body thoughtfully.
But his face can be vaguely seen in the hazy mysterious energy. He is a handsome young man, his eyes are gently closed, his expression is calm, as if he is just sleeping, and his golden-white hair is pillowed behind his head, adding some mystery.
breath.
At this time, the ghost Shura in black robe suddenly appeared, breaking the peace of the place. He looked down at the young man on the ground and sighed softly.
Ling Feng has been lying down for almost three months. Although his flesh and blood have grown back, he is still very fragile, especially his meridians, which are still only in their rudimentary form. It will take a longer time to connect to the spirit palace.
And according to Hun Shura, part of Ling Feng’s soul left his body, but it was just too powerful and the soul did not completely disappear, so Ling Feng was still alive. It is very likely that Ling Feng’s soul will be recovered after the injuries on his body are completely healed.
It has not been completed yet.
Death is inevitable, but it is unknown when the departed souls will be able to return to the body. If he is lucky, it will be two or three months, and if his tone is bad, it will be five or six years. If this continues, his peers will leave him behind. Ling Feng
How to accept it when you wake up?
Gui Shura can only hope that Ling Feng wakes up soon, especially since the Ling family has been alarmed. Gui Shura feels uncomfortable when he thinks of those group of warriors. Although it is expected, there is always a feeling that his child suddenly changes.
It feels like being someone else’s child.
"You little brat, don't forget us in the future, otherwise you will suffer."
Ghost Shura said to Ling Feng with a serious face. After saying that, he also smiled, then shook his head and left. The surroundings returned to calm again, but after he left, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth turned up slightly, as if he heard him
Say the same thing.
At this moment, Ling Feng's consciousness was wandering in an unknown world. He could not feel the outside world at all, and he could not even speak. He could only feel that his body was slowly rising from the bottom of the cold abyss, and finally floating on an ocean, surrounded by everything around him.
Everything is so warm, as if wrapped in sunshine.
More and more light golden soul power that cannot be seen by the naked eye has returned to Ling Feng's body. Although this is too small compared to Ling Feng's gorgeous soul ocean, he is recovering after sleeping for several months...
Time passed day by day, and in the third month, many disciples walked out of the Liantian Tower because their tokens were gone. In addition, the tokens issued in the previous two months could be exchanged for the qualifications of a Liantian Tower.
Surprisingly, no one snatched the token, and they all walked to the exchange point.
What they talked about was the progress of their own realms, and everyone was very excited. Two months of Liantian Tower had made the overall strength of Shura Sect disciples rise by several levels. Of course, time could not make Ling Feng fade away from their hearts.
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"Ling Feng has fifty golden names on the Liantian Ladder, surpassing all the disciples of the Inner Sect, and even Huang Pu can't do it."
"He was able to fight the King of Land when he was in Tongxuan. I really want to ask Ling Feng."
"What's the use of asking? Ling Feng's technique is different from ours, and even if you know it, so what, can you learn it?"
"Idiot, if I were so powerful, I would stand with you."
Listening to the discussion of the surrounding disciples, the group of people from the Blood Sect felt a little proud, and even straightened their backs. Luo Qianqiu and Nan Ziyi were not present because they were still in the Tiantian Pagoda.
After the Shura Sect disciples finished redeeming the money, they went back to practice, and the charred earth became silent again.
It was not until the first day of the fourth month that most of the ordinary disciples stepped out of the Liantian Tower again. The sect masters of each sect always stayed in it. Stimulated by Ling Feng, they all did not dare to delay any longer.
I also want to break through to the King of Earth as soon as possible. The profound energy in the Heavenly Tower is the most suitable for understanding the realm of the King.
As for already being the King of Earth
The seven people are to prevent their junior brothers from catching up too quickly, especially the top three who compete for a place in the Thousand Sects Conference. They are even more worried that Ling Feng will become the dark horse in the whole continent a year later.
No warrior would be tempted to prove his strength in front of him.
Huang Pu, who has already locked up one of the places, wants to become the "Blood Shura" who represents the strongest disciple of Shura Sect after Shura Sect enters the world. Although Lingfeng is only at the first level of the Earth King, the power he has shown has threatened him.
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With the disciples of Shura Sect leaving seclusion, the inner sect has become the same as before. Those who grab resource points grab resource points, and those who should grab tokens on the first day of each month still grab tokens, but in their mouths
More or less, they all talked about Ling Feng, who had not been heard from for six months.
The only news I got from the elders at the exchange point was that Ling Feng's injury had recovered, but it was unknown when he would wake up.
Not being able to wake up means not being able to practice. Ling Feng's strength will always remain before coma. For the top genius, the first day is crucial, let alone Yue.
The people in the Blood Sect were getting more and more worried day by day, asking questions every time they went to the exchange point, but they always got the same answer. Everyone else was just as sorry that Ling Feng couldn't practice.
For example, the mood of Huang Pu and others has become worse, because if it drags on any longer, even if they win against Ling Feng, it will be meaningless, because Ling Feng has practiced for half a year less than them, and may continue to grow.
On the seventy-fifth floor of the Liantian Tower, Huang Pu, who was sitting cross-legged on a futon, opened his eyes. A pure golden light flashed past. There was not a trace of profound energy left within a kilometer around him. Huang Pu had completely refined it.
change.
He took out the teleportation stone in his arms and looked at it, but there was still no news he wanted. Huang Pu looked up and murmured: "I've reached the fifth level of the Earth King. If I continue like this, I'll beat you."
,so what."
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Ling Feng, who was remembered by all Shura Sect disciples, was still lying in the spiritual flower on the top floor. The light blue life source no longer poured into his body, but was just spinning.
Ling Feng was covered with a light golden robe, and other items such as a hair crown and boots were placed nearby, waiting for someone to wear them.
However, Ling Feng still showed no signs of waking up and was still asleep. Even his chest would not rise and fall, as if he was completely dead.
Another day, two days, and three days passed, and it was still the same as the previous more than a hundred days, and dew appeared in the stamens of the spiritual flower.
On the fifth day, Ling Feng, who had been lying down for almost seven months, finally made some movement.
"..."
A faint ray of mysterious energy was sucked into Ling Feng's nose, and then his chest heaved. In an instant, Ling Feng's eyes opened suddenly, and he sat up suddenly!
His long golden-white hair fell behind his shoulders. He was startled for a moment when he looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of him, and then very distant memories flooded into Ling Feng's brain, and scenes from half a month ago reappeared in front of Ling Feng's eyes.
The gathering of Shura Sect disciples, the appearance of Huang Pu and others, the Blood Demon Deer, Blood Core, Breakthrough Earth King, and the last beam of thunder!
At that time, Ling Feng had no time to think about it, but now he immediately realized that it was a thunder disaster.
But why on earth is this? He is just the King of Earth, and he can't even touch the edge of the power of heaven and earth. How can he break the rules of heaven and earth and attract thunder to obliterate him? Is he so powerful?