The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Feng Jing is so confident about her future because everything is indeed getting better.Although Qiongyinghuo is still unable to completely compete with Phoenix Divine Fire, but at present the five different kinds of different fires are floating and sinking in the dantian, and the smoke is winding and echoing each other. In addition to suppressing the two original sources, there seems to be some kind of connection between them .

It's hard to say exactly how this connection is right now, but Feng Jing can feel that they do have a tendency to influence and merge with each other.

In the past, his aura was always lacking in strength and femininity, and his comprehension of the ice attribute was always a bit inferior. After all, it is a natural principle that softness can overcome rigidity. In this regard, he has never had any advantage.

Now with the addition of Qiongyinghuo, not only his own aura has become more flexible, but also other flames have become longer and tougher.

If this momentum of mutual influence can continue, maybe he can really create his own unique spiritual fire in the end.

Even if it is true, it will be a long time later, the most important thing right now is...

Sui Shan saw that the red light on Feng Jing's face gradually receded, and Xiao Miao's paper-like complexion gradually turned red, so he continued to tell where he had seen that grain of dust.

"The cave in Ziyue Deep Pool, I remember that the name written on the plaque is Dixian, which is the word Di Ting. There is a very long mural in the cave. The painting is... I can't remember, anyway. It's a battle between good and evil, but I haven't seen many people on both sides of the war in other classics." At this point, Sui Shan seemed ashamed of his lack of vocabulary, poor language, and sparse memory, and he scratched anxiously. hair.

Yun Ying said: "Perhaps they are not from this world, Feng Jing and I have seen this kind of situation."

Feng Jing also hurriedly said that this kind of murals are bizarre, few people take them seriously, and it's only natural that they can't remember them, Sui Shan just chooses what he remembers and talks about it.

After being persuaded by the two, Sui Shan broke free from the entanglement, and continued: "The thing I remember most clearly in that mural is the knife used by the leader of the evil cultivator. Even if it is just a painting, the knife is also It's so weird, it makes people feel scared. The words engraved next to the mural say that this knife is called Killing God, and it is a famous ancient murderous knife."

Yun Ying was startled suddenly, not because she was terrified, but because the strange blade in her dantian twitched suddenly when she heard the name, even though she was quickly suppressed back, the restlessness at that moment still made Yun Ying Ying felt palpitations.

Is this blade related to Killing God?

Yun Ying kept her expression still, waiting for Sui Shan, a person who is not good at words, to organize his words again.

Sui Shan really worked hard. He didn't pay attention to the mural at first, but now he wanted to recall it, but he felt that his eyes were covered by a thick fog. The harder he tried to recall, the more he felt lost and blurred, and he couldn't believe his memory , I could only lower my head and grab my hair and pull wildly.

The reaction was not quite right.

Yun Ying and Feng Jing glanced at each other, both felt that Sui Shan's behavior was very strange.

The spiritual consciousness of monks is far stronger than that of ordinary people, even if they can't remember it with a photographic memory, they shouldn't think so hard.

Yun Ying was about to speak, but Sui Shan raised his head suddenly: "I remembered a little bit, that knife, that knife is said to be smelted from a bone by one of the six ancient demon kings, so it can be made into a knife, It can be split into six knives again! That’s right, that’s right! The mature one seems to be one of them, it’s called... called Kongkong!"