Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 511 Holy Source
Star Luo Ling hides the secrets about the stars.

Only by possessing the Star Luo Token, one can use it as a key to unlock the resources accumulated over the long years of the dynasty.

As for these resources, Lu Feng once vaguely mentioned them from the mouth of Star Emperor, which is enough to open up a powerful force.

Most importantly, not this.

With the Star Luo Token, one can find the strong survivors of the dynasty and order them accordingly.

It can be said that the Star Luo Token is extremely important.

Lu Feng nodded silently, but he also understood the meaning of Lu Jiuyou's words. Before he has enough strength, rushing to get the Xingluo Token will bring great risks, and even bring disaster.

And this kind of risk cannot be taken now.

If you want to take a risk, you must have enough strength.

Lu Jiuyou was relieved that now Lu Feng was no longer the boy who was sheltered by the dynasty, but a man who could support a whole world.

"If your master, Master Qingxu, knows, he will be gratified. My dynasty owes him a lot."

Speaking of Saint Master Qingxu, Lu Jiuyou also fell silent a lot.

"Master!"

Lu Feng's ten fingers dug into the flesh, and dark red blood oozes out.

Master used his last life to carve out the eighth-rank Tusheng formation to protect the last ruins of Tianxing.

Immediately, he closed his eyes slightly, and that old man who was sometimes stern and sometimes kind appeared in Lu Feng's mind.

Do not worry!
When he is strong enough, he will definitely go to the Tianxing ruins to bring back the holy body of the master.

The breeze was blowing, and the atmosphere in the bamboo forest was a bit dull.

Lu Jiuyou remained silent for a while, then looked at Lu Feng with a smile on his face, and said, "How long do you plan to stay in the hidden hall this time?"

"About half a month." Lu Feng took a deep breath and replied.

I heard from Wang Zheng that he will go to Tianfu Prefecture within two months, and he will return to Tianlin in this short period of time.

Therefore, it cannot stay for too long.

"In that case, uncle will give you a chance."

Lu Jiuyou smiled slightly.

Going to Tianfu Prefecture this time, the future path of martial arts will not be smooth, and as Lu Feng's elder, what he can do is to make his future path of martial arts smoother.

"You have just broken through to the Heavenly Martial Realm. Although your Yuanshen is full, there are still some flaws. Today I will baptize your whole body with the power of a saint."

Lu Jiuyou flicked his fingers, and a black barrier formed.

Without any explanation, he waved his sleeve robe, and suddenly the majestic holy power poured into Lu Feng's body like a rain curtain.

This holy power was so overbearing that it made Lu Feng tremble all over, and a pained look appeared on his face.

Under the baptism of the power of the saint, the flesh and blood in the body are wriggling rapidly, and the brilliance of the primordial spirit permeates.

The baptism of a saint is so precious, Lu Feng naturally will not miss this opportunity.

While making seals with his hands, he activated the exercises in the blink of an eye, refining that sacred power into his body, and instantly the body was filled with the jet-black Nine Serenity rays of light.

"Good boy, with such a strong physical body, it seems that this pressure is not enough for you."

The jet-black holy power penetrated into the latter's body along the pores of Lu Feng like a secluded world, and that kind of overbearing power made him unable to breathe, and his bones cracked like beans.

Soon, the flesh and blood all over his body exploded, and dazzling bright red blood burst out from countless small wounds. .

But from the blood mist, sparse black impurities could be seen flowing out.

During this period of time, Lu Feng had taken too many ancient medicines. Although they had been refined, a small amount of impurities still inevitably accumulated in his body.

Today, Lu Jiuyou used his holy power to remove this impurity.

However, Lu Feng's physical body was too strong, and those seemingly hideous wounds were healing at an extremely fast speed.

Lu Jiuyou was surprised. At first he thought that Lu Fengfeng would not be able to bear it, but now it seems that he was thinking too much.

Then he smiled, and the holy power surged like a tide.

This holy power is too overbearing!
Lu Feng gritted his teeth tightly, there were streaks of blue veins protruding ferociously on his forehead, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Clouds of blood mist kept exploding. At this moment, Lu Feng felt a domineering force rampaging in his body, destroying flesh and bones.

However, this was done on purpose by Lu Jiuyou. The purpose was to temper Lu Feng's physical body. Frowning, he stretched out his hands to sink leaf-like holy seals into his body, and he was repairing them at an extremely fast speed.

Under repeated effects, the shackles of the physical body became a bit stronger.

At the same time as this baptism, Lu Jiuyou actually sensed the breath of a saint, which was produced by countless saints.

Thinking back for a moment, he was surprised: "Xiaofeng, have you ever been blessed by the saints?"

"Starting from the Tongmai state, I have received a total of three blessings from the saints."

Lu Feng endured the pain and did not hide it.

"Three or three times!"

Lu Jiuyou was taken aback.

Back then, he had never received the blessing of the saints once, and even the Star Emperor had only received it once when he was in the Xuanfu Realm.

He laughed out loud. The more monstrous Lu Feng is, the more hope there will be for the restoration of Tianxing.

"I don't know if Uncle knows if there are any saints' blessings at the Tianwu Realm?" Lu Feng grinned.

"Yes, but I don't know about the blessings of the saints at the Tianwu Realm, maybe the old monster in the heart palace knows."

Lu Jiuyou was a little embarrassed.

The conditions for the blessings of the saints in the Heaven Martial Realm are somewhat mysterious, but he thinks he can't achieve them, so he doesn't understand them in detail.

Lu Feng also smiled when he heard that, it seems that the Heart Palace must join.

The baptism lasted half an hour.

He felt a powerful force all over his body.

at this time.

Lu Jiuyou said solemnly: "Xiaofeng, now I want to refine a ray of holy source into your body, but I have to hold on."

"Holy source! Doing so will harm uncle's holy source!"

Lu Feng was shocked.

When a saint cultivates the holy source, every strand of the holy source is extremely precious, and it is even more related to the original source.

If the holy source is consumed too much, it may lead to the decline of the realm, and it is more likely that it will be difficult to break through in the future martial arts.

"Don't hesitate. Although Shengyuan cherishes it, it is not as good as you. Besides, Shengyuan can be cultivated back."

Lu Feng's talent gave him hope, even compared to Star Emperor.

The three blessings of the saints have never been recorded in history.

And he had a hunch that this step of the Old Sage would be difficult for him to break through.

He could only pin all his hopes on Lu Feng.

Feeling Lu Jiuyou's sustenance, Lu Feng's face was heavy, and he did not refuse in the end.

This is his uncle's kindness.

Lu Jiuyou smiled slightly, pointed a finger between his eyebrows, and instantly a jet-black ball of light sank into Lu Feng's dantian like a sharp sword.

And with the appearance of this holy source, his face was also a little pale.

Click.

In the dantian, with the entry of the holy source, there was a pain of being torn apart, and even the Xuanfu had cracks.

Obviously, the power of that holy source is too vast.

The dantian is the most important place for a warrior besides the primordial spirit. Once it is broken, it will not be able to store the true essence, and all the strength will be wasted.

Lu Feng's expression was also extremely nervous, but fortunately, Lu Jiuyou knew Sheng Yuan's dominance, so he kept shooting finger lights one after another.

Fortunately, Lu Feng's dantian and Xuanfu were far stronger than his peers, and under the terrible pain, he managed to survive.

However, this kind of pain almost made him collapse, panting heavily.

The power of the holy source was slowly being released, and streaks of jet-black brilliance repaired the wounded dantian like silk threads.

At this time, Lu Feng looked inside his dantian, and there was a black holy source the size of broad beans beside the Xuanfu.

Although this holy source cannot allow Lu Feng to break through the realm directly, what is valuable is that the power of the holy source will gradually strengthen itself.

Therefore, many saints with powerful forces will leave their holy source when they sit down, and use it to cultivate outstanding descendants.

"There is still half a month left, and you will refine this power in the hidden hall."

(End of this chapter)