Feng Wuji in his previous life was the top sect in Chengtian Continent, the senior brother of Lingxiao Sect!
He was aloof and arrogant all his life, killing all the demons and gaining great fame, and was called the number one genius in the human world!
What difficulties and obstacles have you not seen? How difficult is it to refine this hundred feet of vitality at this moment?
The meridians are prominent, and the majestic vitality seems to burst the body!
Feng Wuji gritted his teeth, ran the Divine Attack Technique, frantically refined and swallowed it, transformed it into Yuan Power, and then poured it into the nine bloodlines, and the phantoms of the nine divine dragons also appeared!
The Nine Ancestral Dragon Veins have reached a bottleneck and cannot be improved again. The only way is to hide the Yuan Power in the blood. When it accumulates to the ultimate peak, it will be a matter of course to break through to the Return to Yuan Realm!
"Little guy, it seems that he still has some potential. He is a little weak, but it is better than nothing." Zu Huo suddenly said.
Feng Wuji smiled and said: "Old guy, you might as well make more noise and lure the guy who is thinking about you over. I promise to shake you out."
Zu Huo visibly trembled.
"Boy, do you think you will end up well if it targets me?" Zu Huo said quietly: "Looking at the posture just now, maybe even the entire human world will suffer!"
"Where did that guy who misses you come from?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. With your current strength, there will only be harm if you know!" Zu Huo calmed down his breath and said solemnly: "Don't say you are just a rookie in the starting realm. Even if you step into what your human race calls
In the imperial realm, he is nothing more than a fat sheep."
Hearing this, Feng Wuji couldn't help but feel confused.
"Starting Realm? You call the Divine Vein Realm the Starting Realm?"
Zu Huo said calmly: "Otherwise? Having developed nine bloodlines, practiced Dragon Clan Kung Fu, and possesses a mere 90,000 kilograms of strength, don't you think you are very strong?"
"I have existed since the beginning of chaos. I have lived for countless years, and how many amazing and talented people have I never seen? Your human race is really in decline. Those ancient skills that defied the heavens have been lost.
?”
Sighing, Zu Huo said melancholy: "No wonder, the human world was still a whole at that time, unlike now when it is divided into nine continents and divided into superior and inferior. Those skills are indeed too difficult to practice. After a long time
It’s normal for years to be abandoned.”
Feng Wuji was stunned.
In his previous life, he was extremely talented and could break through the realm very quickly.
But now that he is practicing again, with the blessing of the Nine Ancestral Dragon Meridians, he feels that his foundation is extremely solid, even surpassing himself at the same time in his previous life!
"But with my cultivation in the Divine Vein Realm, I can kill the strong men in the Guiyuan Realm." Feng Wuji was a little surprised.
"Isn't it because the person you met is too weak? What is there to be proud of? If you are strong enough and can kill a guy like that with one sword, why bother with him?"
Zu Huo showed no mercy and said directly: "Do you think opening nine bloodlines is the limit?"
"Um?"
Feng Wuji thought, isn't it?
He had read a lot of books in his previous life and had recorded the martial arts and combat skills of various major sects in his mind. Even combined with the memories of this life, he had never heard of such a statement.
Generally speaking, after cultivating the Divine Vein Realm to the extreme, opening up the ninth level of bloodline, and reaching the peak of Yuanli, one can return to the Yuan Sea, open up the Dantian, and enter the Guiyuan Realm.
"Little guy, do you know how many meridians and acupuncture points there are in the human body?"
"this……"
Feng Wuji was extremely surprised. Then, he seemed to think of something and said in shock: "You mean..."
"Yes, the limit of the starting realm is far beyond the creation of nine bloodlines!"
Feng Wuji was completely stunned.
What Zu Huo said is simply unbelievable!
"In other words, I still have room for improvement?"
"Of course, your Divine Attack Technique is just barely good, just a little bit worse. But as long as you keep practicing, you can still reach the starting level. It's just a little slow."
Feng Wuji was stunned.
The origin of the Divine Defeat Technique is extremely mysterious. According to legend, it does not belong to the human world. Unexpectedly, in Zu Huo's view, it is just barely enough.
A feeling of frustration arises spontaneously.
"How long will it take to practice with the Divine Strike Technique?"
"With your qualifications, as long as the Heaven and Earth Yuan is sufficient, you can practice for another ten or eight years and you'll be fine."
"Old guy, are you kidding me?" Feng Wuji wished he could punch this unreliable guy out of his dantian.
Zu Huo didn't care, and said leisurely: "Little guy, you will have a life-and-death duel soon. For the sake of letting me live as a sojourner, when you win, I will give you a fortune to help you achieve the starting state, how about it?
"
"real?"
"Of course it's true. The stronger you become, the sooner I can recover my strength." Zu Huo continued: "In your Dantian, I have gained a lot of benefits, Kunwu branches, Taikoo Zhen
Dragon Essence and Blood, this kind of treasure is not available everywhere, you kid, you still have some luck."
Feng Wuji remembered that when he was practicing before, every time he refined the treasure essence or even the Yuan Gathering Pill, this old guy would always swallow most of it!
"You are right. You have to pay a price for taking so many benefits from me."
Feng Wuji shed his dragon-like body, regained his appearance as a young man, and went down the back mountain.
One day later.
The Fengfu New Year Festival officially begins!
Every year, many talented young people sign up to participate in intra-house competitions. They are all full of expectations, eager to defeat their opponents and get more resources for cultivation!
After all, the leader can get extremely generous trophies every year.
Feng Qianjue has been elected for three consecutive years and is truly the number one among the young generation in Feng Mansion!
…
Boom!
Magnificent and dense drum beats filled the air above Feng Mansion.
All the Fengfu clan members gathered in the square, nearly a thousand in number, and they all looked solemn!
Most of these people, except for the hundreds of people from the main family, came from branches of various tribes. In the wilderness, the power of the Feng Mansion was considered to be the top!
An ancient three-legged giant cauldron was placed at the front of the square, and a long table was filled with various rich offerings.
Two large animal skin drums with a diameter of three meters stood aside and were beaten with a loud roar!
"The great wilderness seals the mansion, and the annual festival ceremony begins!"
The drum beat suddenly stopped, and an elder in black robes with white beard and hair stood in front of the giant cauldron. He was the Great Elder.
"The Supreme Elder is unable to host this ceremony due to retreat. This year, I will host it on my behalf!"
"Burn incense!"
The great elder lit an arm-thick piece of incense and inserted it into the giant cauldron.
"kneel!"
In an instant, all the clan members knelt down.
The Great Elder also knelt in front of the giant cauldron and said loudly: "With the blessings of our ancestors, my mansion will last forever and we will continue to strive for self-improvement..."
Half an hour later, the complicated ancestor worship ceremony ended.
Next, the competition really begins!
Whoosh!
A strong force of heaven and earth energy gathered crazily, like a torrent from the sky.
Feng Taixuan stepped into the air and stood in front of all the clansmen!
"I've met the master of the palace!"
Under the gaze of many eyes, Feng Taixuan remained calm and confident.
"The competition is about to begin. All participants will draw lots to determine their opponents!"
"Same as in previous years, the first place winner will be rewarded with a Xuan-level low-grade elixir, the Creation Pill! The second place winner will be rewarded with ten yuan stones! The third place winner can choose a yellow-level high-grade skill or combat skill!
"
Before he finished speaking, the whole place was buzzing with excitement!
Those who participate in the competition every year are mostly the best from each branch, all hoping to obtain resources through the competition!
Those three rewards are undoubtedly a huge temptation for them.
In particular, the Creation Pill has the effect of cleansing the muscles and cutting down the meridians. After taking it, it can improve the harmony with the vitality of heaven and earth!
Even ten yuan stones are enough for them to practice for a long time.
As for the high-level yellow-level exercises or combat skills, they are hard to come by. If they get one, they can be regarded as the inherited treasure of the tribe!
Soon, someone came out carrying a bamboo basket filled with long sticks.
Hundreds of teenagers came forward to draw lots from the bamboo basket.
Feng Wuji, who was in the crowd, looked at Bei Xuanyi and did not step forward. Instead, he turned his attention to Feng Qianjue, who was not far away.
He doesn't care about rankings, and those so-called rewards don't even bother him.
He only hopes that the competition can end as soon as possible!
After all, he has only one purpose for this trip, which is to kill Feng Qianjue!