Global source gas evolution

Chapter 238 Feng Yu
The wooden lion moved Lin Feng to the formation in the center of the secret room, ready to teleport away from the secret room.

"I didn't expect you to be so versatile, and even know how to use formations?" Lin Feng looked at the formations below him and said in surprise.

"Sigh, the descendants are incompetent, and my unworthy descendants have almost ruined the unique knowledge left by the ancestors." The wooden lion sighed softly, feeling a little emotional.

"I said, where are we going?" Lin Feng was like a curious baby, not worried about his situation at all.

"Go to a secret place I prepared for retreat." Wooden Lion may be in a happy mood because his wish is about to be fulfilled, or it may be because Lin Feng is about to die. He almost knows all the answers to Lin Feng's questions.

"Outside there are masters at the third level of the profound realm protecting you, wouldn't it be fine for you to practice here?" Lin Feng asked doubtfully.

"Be careful sailing for thousands of years." The wooden lion seemed to be extremely cautious and did not trust the people sent by the headquarters to protect him.

"Let's go." The wooden lion made a light mark, landed on the teleportation array, and left with Lin Feng.

After a while of dizziness, Lin Feng appeared in a mountainside, and the teleportation array was still carved under his body.

In addition, Lin Feng also noticed that in a remote corner of the mountainside, there is an extremely complicated pattern on the ground, which looks like an extremely complicated independent formation.

Next to Lin Feng, the wooden lion also teleported over.

The wooden lion carefully inspected the interior of the mountainside, focusing on the complicated formation at the corner of the mountainside.

After the wooden lion confirmed that everything was ok, he drew out a large alloy sword and chopped off a corner of the teleportation array on the ground.

"Why did you cut down the teleportation array?" Lin Feng was a little confused, and he planned to use the teleportation array to go back.

The wooden lion glanced at Lin Feng unexpectedly, wondering if the latter had a brain problem, and wondered if he was going to die?He still cares about the teleportation array.

However, the wooden lion was in a very good mood, so he still opened his mouth and replied: "If necessary, I can arrange it again."

"You really know how to form?" Lin Feng showed surprise. He was really surprised that a person like Wood Lion, who looks like a big and thick man, actually knows something as delicate as a formation.

Lin Feng's surprise made the wooden lion very useful. From the wooden lion's point of view, it is no small achievement to surprise the always calm Lin Feng.

There was a flash of brilliance in the wooden lion's hand, and a yellowed booklet appeared in his hand, saying: "A lot of good things have been handed down by my ancestors, but unfortunately I am incompetent and I don't learn much."

He put down the booklet, and moved Lin Feng to the formation in the corner of the mountainside.

It was also at this time that Lin Feng saw the pamphlet clearly, which turned out to be a classic about formations.

The wooden lion looked at the pamphlet, then looked at the complex array under Lin Feng, nodded, and said to himself: "The array is fine."

"What do you want to do?" Lin Feng asked with a puzzled expression.

"I want to use your body to refine this." The wooden lion took out a black feather while talking.

The feather is about three inches long, black all over, dry on the surface, obviously has been shed for a long time, has lost its vitality long ago, and has become like a specimen.

When Lin Feng saw the black feather, his heart twitched suddenly. For no reason, Lin Feng directly believed that the black feather and the black scales he had obtained were treasures of the same level, and both contained body refining substances.

Lin Feng suppressed the urge to break free immediately and snatch the black feather, and said patiently: "What is this? This thing can be blown away in one breath, and it needs to be refined?"

"Hmph, what do you know?" The wooden lion had a look of contempt on his face, as if Lin Feng didn't know anything.

"Looking at you, what is the origin of the black feather?" Lin Feng asked.

"Of course, the origin of this black feather is frightening." The wooden lion said proudly, obviously, it was his pride to know the black feather of Myshin.

"Could it be the feathers of the sacred beast?" Lin Feng guessed.

"Holy Realm?" The wooden lion laughed lightly, and continued: "I admit that the Holy Realm is extremely powerful, but in front of the master of this black feather, it is not enough to look at. Most of this black feather comes from a black phoenix."

Lin Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in surprise, "Heifeng? Are you referring to the legendary true spirit phoenix?"

"Probably so," said the wooden lion.

"What's the basis? It can't be your intuition, can it?" Lin Feng asked.

The wooden lion sighed softly, with a melancholy expression, as if there were many things buried in his heart.

"Forget it, you have accomplished me, so I will satisfy some of your curiosity." Wooden Lion said.

The wooden lion pondered for a while, and said: "My ancestors also existed at the peak of the third heaven of the gods, but they died in a gambling battle with the winged mouse clan."

"The gambling battle of the blood spirit fairy tree?" Lin Feng asked tentatively.

"You also know about this gambling battle?" The wooden lion looked at Lin Feng in surprise, then smiled and said to himself: "That's right, the gambling battle was so earth-shattering that it almost caused a war between the two clans. It's normal for you to have heard of it. "

Lin Feng opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything in the end. Since the wooden lion had made up his mind, he didn't bother to explain anything.

"The blood spirit fairy tree is a great treasure. My ancestors risked their lives to keep the blood spirit fairy tree, and ended up with nothing but personal treasures." The wooden lion looked lonely.

Next, the wooden lion seemed to have found someone to confide in, and told Lin Feng some things, and Lin Feng also learned some truth about the gambling war back then.

Although the ancestor of Wood Lion, who was at the peak of the Third Heavenly Layer of God Realm, died in battle, he left many treasures for his descendants.

Among them, the most important are the two black feathers, which are suspected to be the feathers of a black phoenix true spirit.

At that time, the wooden lion ancestor was responsible for guarding the blood spirit fairy tree, and that ancestor also carefully investigated the origin of the blood spirit fairy tree.

In the end, the wooden lion ancestor found that this blood spirit fairy seemed to have had a real black phoenix perched on it. Later, this black phoenix seemed to conflict with another powerful real spirit and fought a big battle.

No one knows the final result of the battle, because even saints dare not watch such an existential battle.

Although no one knows the result, it seems that the blood spirit fairy wood was affected by the fish in the pond, almost died, and was abandoned by the real spirit black phoenix.

Later, the blood spirit tree changed hands many times and fell into the hands of the Mu clan, and the ancestor of the wooden lion was the one who was responsible for guarding the blood spirit tree.

The ancestor of the wooden lion is the strongest among the guards of the blood spirit fairy tree, and the research on the blood spirit fairy tree is the most in-depth. The two black feathers were obtained from the blood spirit fairy tree by the wooden lion ancestor.

"So it is."

Lin Feng muttered to himself, now he understands why the Blood Spirit Immortal Tree was half-dead at the beginning, probably because it was affected by the battle between the two true spirits and almost died.

And the other true spirit that fought with the black phoenix was probably a real dragon. When the two fought, the dragon scales and phoenix feathers were knocked down by the opponent, and some of the dragon scales and phoenix feathers happened to land on the blood spirit fairy tree.

"That black scale is the scale of a black dragon." Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

"Then where did you get the secret technique to seal the source power in my body? Did you also get it from the blood spirit fairy tree?" What Lin Feng asked was the incomplete wood spirit technique of the wooden lion.

(End of this chapter)