Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Feng Jueyu nodded silently, with a dignified expression on his face, he and Wu Qingqiu glanced at each other, and was about to walk in, when Wu Qingqiu said in his ear: "It's not convenient for me to go in, you should go alone .”

"Huh?" In Feng Jueyu's heart, Wu Qingqiu would not be so obedient even if she could not be called a troublemaker. Feng Jueyu felt strange that she would withdraw voluntarily when encountering such a thing, and then took a look at Wu Qingqiu, Seeing her backing away without saying a word, Feng Jueyu just subconsciously looked at the forest, presumably the owner of this place wanted to meet him alone.

Turning around and walking into the woods, Feng Jueyu walked very slowly. When he came to this strange place, it was inevitable to be cautious, especially when he saw that the left side of the woods was in a formation of three or three and the right side was in a half, Feng Jueyu suddenly remembered The word formation, I didn't expect that this small forest also implies the truth of formation.

After walking about ten steps, Wu Qingqiu, Wen Songren, and Gui Yuanbin were no longer visible in the rear, as if surrounded by woods, a thick red mist filled the depths.

The red mist was not a blood mist, but filled with fire energy, and it was not filled with any hostility, which made him relax a lot.

After walking more than ten steps, the whole forest suddenly came alive, the trees deeply rooted in the ground actually moved by themselves, separated left and right, and made way for Feng Jueyu to open a path leading directly to the depths of the forest.

The surface in front of it also changed, from a weedy woodland path to a rugged mountain path covered with stones, winding like a snake straight to a stone house hidden in the red mist in the depths.

Feng Jueyu stepped forward, stood in front of the door, and firmly clasped his fists: "Zhou Nanmo came to Feng Jueyu to pay respects to senior after school."

The door of the stone house suddenly opened, and there was a muffled creak, and then the old voice came from inside again: "Brother Feng, please come in and talk."

Feng Jueyu nodded, and carefully walked into the stone house holding the hem of his robe.

From the outside, the lights in the stone house are gloomy and dim, but after entering, it is suddenly clear. Behind the stone door is a long and narrow corridor. Torches are lit on both sides of the corridor. The smell of tar is filled in the corridor, but it is not pungent. Even Feng Jueyu could smell a tangy fragrance from this slightly unpleasant smell.

Feeling a little strange, Feng Jueyu quickened his pace, and about a hundred meters away, the light suddenly brightened, and he realized that what was hidden behind the corridor turned out to be a paradise.

The tender green everywhere is full of rich fragrance, and the clusters of flowers are also competing to open. The orchid chrysanthemum is hidden in the depths of the grass, blooming charming and charming. There is a pond in front of it, which is full of lotus root and green lotus. Most of them are cyan lotus, and sometimes there will be pink lotus floating quietly on the water...

Feng Jueyu was amazed by such a pleasant scenery, and what surprised him the most was that although the water in this pond was extremely clear, you could see the fish swimming in it, but there was a faint heat, as if it had been boiled. Curly steaming pale water vapor.

Looking forward along the path of flowers, Feng Jueyu finally understood why the water vapor in the pond came from, and the reason was a half-person-high sapphire lotus in the center of the pond...

This sapphire lotus is extremely big, if it is on the same level as Feng Jueyu, it can reach his waist, the leaves are big and plump, green like emerald jade, it is really beautiful...

Sitting on the lotus was an old man, about six feet tall, with white hair and eyebrows, and his eyes were slightly open, looking at Feng Jueyu with a smile.

The old man was wearing a light red robe, very clean and tidy, with his hands stretched out flat on his knees, the palms of his hands were frequently surrounded by faint green fire light. When Feng Jueyu came, he found every disciple of Huoxiumen There are different tattoos on his body, but this old man's tattoo is unique. His brow tattoo is a lotus-like mark, which is probably Gui Yuanbin and Wen Songren's blue lotus fire.

When he got closer, Feng Jueyu didn't approach rashly, but stopped five meters away from the water in the pond, his eyes fell steadily on the old man, and he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of breaking the tranquility of the area, and said: "Junior Feng Jueyu, I have met senior."

The old man raised his head slightly, with a warm smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to support him, slowly floated up from the green lotus, and came to the edge of the pond. He stood upright and said with a smile, "Your Excellency is Brother Feng?"

"Don't dare, I'm under Feng Jueyu." Feng Jueyu replied.

"Hehe." The old man smiled: "I know you are not talented, so I am lucky to meet you. Just now, in front of the mountain gate, the villain Yuan Bin is disrespectful, so don't blame me, Brother Feng."

Feng Jueyu understood it, and replied with trepidation: "The old man is polite."

When the old man met, he first apologized to Feng Jueyu for making things difficult for Gui Yuanbin, and he immediately gained Feng Jueyu's favor, so his words became much more respectful.

Zhiwucai continued, "I heard that Brother Feng is from Hongtu's outskirts."

"Exactly."

"Oh, the old man once heard that there are twelve royal families outside Hongtu, but which sect does Zhou Nanyi belong to?"

Feng Jueyu said sternly: "To tell the truth to seniors, Zhou Nan was originally an outlander territory, which was unified not long ago. This junior is just an ordinary martial artist from Zhou Nan."

"Haha." Hearing this, Zhiwu burst out laughing, and said: "Brother Feng is too modest, if Brother Feng was an ordinary martial artist, he would not have defeated my nephew, just now I heard that Brother Feng committed suicide If you have cultivated spiritual powers, but if you don’t know what’s going on?”

"I..." Feng Jueyu smiled wryly, and replied: "Senior, I don't know what spiritual power is. It's really hard to answer this question."

Zhi Wucai was not surprised, instead he twirled the white beard on his chin with a clear look, he gently raised a palm, and said to Feng Jueyu: "Brother Feng, do you mind sharing with me?" The old man gave me a palm."

Feng Jueyu smiled, thinking why people in this sect have the same problem, it's okay to like to fight against you.

He thought about it, but didn't refuse, knowing that it was Zhiwucai who was exploring the profound art in his body, he immediately took a step back, and slowly pressed his palms to Zhiwucai.

But Zhiwucai chuckled lightly, and reminded: "You don't need to use force, just use your profound kung fu."

Feng Jueyu was stunned, and hurriedly gathered Liuhe to refine the fire, a surge of fire could erupt from the palm of his hand, it was soft and gentle, and did not endow it with tyrannical destructive power.

When the two fleshy palms were pressed together, Zhiwucai's complexion changed drastically very quickly. A group of blue flames and Feng Jueyu's incandescent fire were entangled together, like two spirit snakes entangled. After a long while, Zhiwucai pushed lightly, and immediately pulled back his strength and stood firm. Feng Jueyu didn't even feel the fire from the other party, and the discussion was completed.

Zhi Wucai's face became extremely exciting after receiving his achievements. He stared at Feng Jueyu closely, and asked in surprise: "Brother Feng, did you cultivate this spiritual power by yourself?"

After this trial, Feng Jueyu more or less understood what spiritual power is. It should be the incandescent divine flame he is using now, maybe the inner circle has a different name.

But Feng Jueyu didn't make it clear, he just nodded and said: "That's right, senior, what exactly is spiritual power?"

"Hehe." Zhi Wucai recovered his normal expression, and said with a smile, "It seems that little brother Feng still doesn't fully understand the grand world. Of course, the power of spiritual law and supernatural power is the power inherited from the gods. My generation cultivates with true vitality and energy." As the basis, and the gods are based on divine power, so I wonder if Brother Feng can understand?"

Spiritual power and supernatural power are the power of gods, Feng Jueyu has long believed that, but there are too many things he needs to know, and he doesn't know where to start asking. After thinking about it, he suddenly had a flash of wisdom and asked: " When seniors and juniors met Brother Wen Songren, they heard the words "spiritual law and supernatural power" mentioned, and asked repeatedly about worshiping gods and self-cultivation of spiritual law and supernatural power. I don't know the difference between the two."

Zhi Wucai chuckled, pointed to two wooden blocks not far away to signal him to sit down, and then said: "Brother Feng, do you know what the ultimate goal of our practice is?"

Feng Jueyu sat down and replied: "Naturally, it is to constantly surpass the limit and improve one's own cultivation."

Zhi Wucai said: "That's right, but do you know where the limit of martial arts is?"

"Become a god?" Feng Jueyu asked tentatively.

"Almost." Zhi Wucai said, "How to become a god?"

"This..." Feng Jueyu was stumped by this question, he hesitated for a long time, then he was startled, and asked in surprise, "Could it be related to this spiritual power?"

Zhi Wucai showed a childish expression, nodded slightly and said: "Spiritual law and supernatural power are actually the sublimation of the true vitality we cultivate."

"Oh?" Feng Jueyu's eyes lit up, knowing that he directly and simply expressed the essence of spiritual power, which really made Feng Jueyu feel suddenly enlightened.

He recalled the process of cultivation. At the beginning, it was because he absorbed the power of the Manyou God Flame and used the power of the so-called God to continuously leap forward. However, he has never discovered that his true energy has undergone a qualitative change in the invisible. change.

Then he unintentionally refined the Savage Sage Heart Flame, comprehended Liuhe Refining Fire, opened the Heart Flame Dimension, and obtained the True Yang Fire Power. Step by step, he had completely left behind the Four Image Power and Guizhen Explosive Power. In the back of his head, even though he didn't know whether his true energy had changed until now, this instinctive attitude of choosing the strongest martial skill objectively reflected the sublimation of the so-called true energy.

That's right, recently, I have been relying heavily on Liuhe Refining Fire and Liuhe Haotu, but I didn't realize that fundamental changes have taken place in my true essence.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu silently transported his true essence, and as expected, he found that his true essence was not only much purer, but also completely transformed. It was no longer in the state of the trickling river, but was filled with a wave of power that surpassed The breath of power above all living beings.

That is spiritual power.

ps: Uh, I came back late, I didn't get home until after 10 o'clock, and there will be another chapter later.