After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 242 The road to igniting the divine fire, the power of faith

Xia Ming told Xia Feng something about lighting the divine fire before.

It was only after Xia Feng really made a breakthrough that he realized that the situation was still different from what his grandfather said.

Xia Ming only cultivated the space path, so to light the divine fire, he only needed to convert it into divine power and ignite it.

But Xia Feng has cultivated ten paths, and the most troublesome thing before him is not to light the divine fire, but how to integrate the ten paths.

In the previous battle with Dongfang Le'an, he vaguely found the feeling of enlightenment.

It seems that through the bloody mist, other Dao rules can be hidden in the Dao rules when taking action.

It's just that the fighting time was too short. He only had a vague understanding of it, but he was not able to fully grasp it.

At this moment, he calmed down and tried to use the bloody mist to condense and convert different rules of the avenue.

After trying twice, he gave up the attempt with a slight frown.

Xia Naiwen, who was next to him, looked at Xia Feng's sad look and became nervous.

"Xiaofeng, what's wrong?"

Xia Feng paused, not wanting to worry his parents, and smiled: "It's okay, I'm just thinking about how to recover."

Xia Naiwen stood up in a hurry: "Then just think about it, your mother and I won't bother you here anymore."

He stood up and pulled Huang Xiaoqian away, muttering as he walked: "I'm going to build a statue for our son."

Xia Feng opened his mouth to take him in, but Xia Naiwen ran faster than anyone else.

He leaned on the bed helplessly, thinking carefully about how to integrate the rules of the avenue.

The blood mist is indeed useful. Under the regulation of the blood mist, the avenues can barely merge together.

And Xia Feng has a clear understanding that if this kind of fusion happens a few more times, maybe the avenues can be fused together without blood mist in the future.

This was a good thing, but Xia Feng discovered that the blood mist was not endless.

Each fusion consumes a lot of blood mist. Xia Feng can no longer try this until he can find a way to replenish the blood mist.

But the blood mist was brought by the blood cloud of the divine tribulation. Except for these two divine tribulations, he had never seen this magical blood mist anywhere.

He frowned and suddenly heard a voice outside the hall.

"Zhang Heng, you still dare to come here?"

Xia Feng was stunned, Zhang Heng?

It seems that he was a minister who was very resistant to being the emperor's son before?What are you doing here now?
A somewhat dull voice sounded: "I realized that I was too short-sighted, so I came here to apologize to the emperor."

"Huh? Some time ago, weren't you clamoring that people from the nine divine realms were coming and that the emperor was going to be finished?"

"Hmph, you even uttered wild words that once the messengers leave, the emperor's son will die?"

"Now you finally see clearly how powerful the emperor is, right?"

He said these words triumphantly, but Zhang Heng did not refute, but lowered his head and his voice was slightly dull.

"I have clearly realized how ridiculous I used to be, and now I really come to ask the emperor for forgiveness."

The guard guarding the door sneered: "Who knows whether you are here to apologize or if you want to take the opportunity to harm the emperor."

Zhang Heng paused and seemed to remember that Xia Feng was seriously injured at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, he knelt directly at the door, his expression a little sincere.Zhang Heng admired Xia Ming very much, and once looked down on Xia Naiwen and Xia Feng.

He felt that the current position of Emperor Xia should go to Xia Ming, and Xia Feng should not be the emperor.

He always felt that the two of them only got to where they are today because of Xia Ming.

And Xia Ming was taken away by the Martial God who came down from the upper realm. This made Zhang Heng very confused and didn't know how to deal with himself.

He vented all his extremely sharp emotions on Xia Naiwen and Xia Feng.

Therefore, he often spoke ill of Xia Feng publicly, and Xia Naiwen, considering that he was truly loyal to the Great Xia Empire, never cared too much about it.

Of course, it has something to do with Xia Naiwen not taking time to deal with it before.

Seeing Xia Feng defeat Dongfang Le'an today, Zhang Heng suddenly realized that he was ridiculous before, so he came to Xia Feng to ask for forgiveness.

Xia Feng doesn't care. If you want to kneel down, just kneel down.

As for those who have not forgiven, will people take the resentment of ants into their hearts?
He was just about to close his eyes and continue to feel the enlightenment of the fusion of avenues, but he found wisps of blood-colored mist drifting in through the closed door.

The blood mist sank straight into the Dream Bead on his chest, and then quickly transformed into an almost white mist that penetrated into his body.

Xia Feng couldn't help but moan as he felt like he was immersed in a hot spring in the cold winter months.

Then he quickly came back to his senses.

What it is?How did it come about?
Xia Feng closed his eyes and carefully felt the white mist in his body. After a while, his face became enlightened.

The blood-colored mist is the power of everyone's faith, and it can only be absorbed within a certain distance around Xia Feng.

Or if the person worships his own portrait or statue, he can also generate a small amount of faith power.

The blood cloud in the sky before was a little bit of the power of faith absorbed by Heaven, and then it was swallowed directly by Xia Feng.

Although this kind of bloody mist can also be used for practice, it is often mixed with some mixed emotions of the original owner.

The blood cloud from Tiandao was obviously refined, so Xia Feng had no problem swallowing it directly.

If Xia Feng swallowed the bloody mist floating over now, it would probably be affected by everyone's emotions.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng glanced at the Dream Bead with a little excitement.

But he didn't have to worry about these problems. After all the power of faith was gathered, it was absorbed and refined by the Dream Bead.

Then the white power of faith is fed back to Xia Feng, which is already a very pure power of faith.

These powers of faith are much easier to use than bloody mist, and can integrate the avenues more effectively.

And he had a vague feeling that after the various emotions in the mist were absorbed by the Dream Bead, the Dream Bead seemed to have gained a lot of benefits.

It was an indescribable feeling, just like the previous upgrade of the Dream Bead.

Without thinking too much, Xia Feng swallowed a few pills, then lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Heng and the gatekeepers outside were still instilling the power of faith in Xia Feng, but it became weaker as they went to the back, as if it could be disconnected at any time.

In the dream, Xia Feng closed his eyes, and everything around him slowly began to change.

Including himself, he gradually became what he imagined. A large amount of faith power gathered in his body, trying to ignite the divine fire in this way.

(End of this chapter)