I'm stuck on the same day for 3000 years

Chapter 37
Xu Feng who returned to the wooden house was a little complicated.

But at the same time, he was also very firm that his choice was right.

Sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, watching the gradually bright sunshine outside the window, he waved his hand.

A slightly broken puppet appeared in front of him instantly.

This puppet is brown all over, wearing a gray robe, and there is a striking hole on the right arm, which makes the puppet's entire right arm useless.

20 yuan stone can only buy this puppet with the strength of ten layers of Yuanjing.

Even in Wanbaomeng, you can buy it if you want, but you need to make a reservation, because this puppet is always a sought-after item.

If you want something, if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

After all, such a puppet can be said to be the best guard for the core children of low-strength families, so those high-level monks who have important juniors or apprentices like this kind of puppet.

But even if it is the tenth floor of Yuanjing, that is enough, at least enough to kill Shangguan Qingyu.

When he came out of Li's house, he had thirty-five million yuan stones on him.

"It cost 800 million yuan just to arrange the materials for the eleven thunder formations, and only 200 million yuan to raise the power of the thunder stone to the tenth floor of the broken baby."

"As for the materials for arranging the Nine Ghosts Absolute Yin Formation, it is a total of 800 million stones. This is because the formation is relatively uncommon, too complicated and the materials are not scarce."

"Essence stone, it's really not enough."

Xu Feng said with emotion in his heart.

In order to cover up the scrutiny, he also divided the materials of the Nine Ghosts Absolute Yin formation into three small formations and bought them in batches and locations, thus spending an extra 100 million yuan or so.

The remaining 500 million less than 600 million stones were all purchased by him into Qi and blood pills and a small amount of spiritual herbs that are beneficial for nourishing the body.

He bought 100 pieces of the second-grade Qi and Blood Pill that cost 10 yuan yuan stones, which only cost him [-] yuan yuan stones.

But the third-grade Qi and Blood Pill is a bit ridiculously expensive.

One piece cost 5000 Yuan stones, and with Xu Feng's remaining money, it was not enough to buy 350 pieces, so he only wanted [-] pieces.

This cost him a total of 5305 million Yuanshi.

Now there are 51 primeval stones left, and Xu Feng plans to keep them for later use in case of emergencies.

"It's still because of insufficient strength, so killing a Shangguan Qingyu cost nearly 3000 million yuan stones, but I can't wait."

There was a faint scarlet flash in Xu Feng's eyes.

"I've waited for so long, and I really can't wait any longer. I'm not happy if I don't kill him!"

"Kill him, my mind is clear!"

"So, it's worth killing!"

Taking a deep breath, slowly suppressing the boiling killing intent in his heart, Xu Feng's face was very calm.

Looking at the puppet in front of him, he folded his hands and put it away.

"It seems that it will no longer be used in the future."

This puppet has the aura of Shangguan's whisper, and it is afraid that it can be noticed by the Taoist monks of Tianji Pavilion.

Although it is said that the Dao Realm of Tianji Pavilion is rarely used for divination of heaven's secrets, it is still risky, so it cannot be used in the future.

And it cannot be destroyed or thrown away, it can only be kept in the storage space.

But Xu Feng didn't feel bad at all.

Then, with another thought in his mind, a pale yellow jade slip appeared in his hand.

After pressing it between the eyebrows, a low-level spiritual martial art appeared in Xu Feng's mind.

Haoran's one breath formula.

This is the purple light that Shangguan Qingyu finally pierced through the Yuanjing puppet whose hardness is comparable to that of an orange magic weapon.

"Nurture an aura of grandeur in the dantian Yuanhai, nourish it all the time, cultivate it with a breath, and kill it once it comes out. The longer the time, the greater the power."

"This is a good martial art of supernatural powers, and with different qualities of Yuanli, the awe-inspiring eyes that are cultivated are different, and the purple is the strongest."

"Purple." Xu Feng pondered for a moment. He had seen similar sayings in an ancient scroll of Nixuanzong.

It is said that there was a method of refining yuan in the period of ancient monks, which could produce amethyst when stepping into yuanjing.

However, even Tianxuanzong had never heard of such a theory with his profound background in Shenzong, so he only regarded it as a legend at that time.

But now, the Hao Ran Qi Jue practiced by Shangguan Qingyu turned out to be purple!

What does this mean?This shows that it is afraid that it also bears purple Yuanjing!
Even before Xu Feng's cultivation was abolished, he might only be able to cultivate the aura of blue aura, at most it would be darker in color and more powerful!

Because the quality of Yuanli is the only criterion to determine the color of the awe-inspiring Qi.

Then, since the Amethyst practice has long been lost, how did Shangguan Qingyu know about it and practice it successfully?
Is he alone?
Or is it true for all core figures in Xuanmeng?
Putting away the jade slip that recorded Haoran's Qi Jue, Xu Feng took out something again.

It's just that the items this time seem a little miraculous.

It was a light golden particle, or a golden bead, half the size of a little thumbnail.

This is a kind of coagulation of power he extracted from Shangguan Qingyu's body with a method of refining the energy and blood of living beings recorded in the Rage God Art.

As soon as this thing appeared, there was a faint coercion.

And the energy of heaven and earth around it seemed to be afraid of it, and they rushed towards it on their own initiative.

Even the Yuanli in Xu Feng's body is the same!
A cold light flashed in his eyes, he turned his hand to put it away, the strange feeling disappeared immediately, and the vitality in his body returned to normal.

But Xu Feng's face became more and more gloomy.

"According to what was recorded in the original notes, I went to Mohechuan once in the 380th year."

"On the remnant stele found in the abyss at the bottom of the river and left in the cave of the monks of the ancient human race, there are only a few words describing an extremely terrifying power, but the record is incomplete, and it is only known as "immortal? "What, I can't read the next word clearly."

"Simply, call it the power of immortals."

"A kind of power that is higher than the power of the heavens and the earth possessed by the immortals, and the power can't compete. Is this the power of the fairy?"

He took out the red bean-like golden bead again, and the weird feeling reappeared.

It was exactly the same as the aura he felt at the side of the demon back then!
Feeling that the energy in his body seemed to be a little restless, Xu Feng's heart moved, and the heart of blood suddenly emerged.

The restlessness disappeared in an instant.

"Sure enough."

After putting away the golden bead again, Xu Feng closed his eyes.

"No wonder my mother told me to condense my blood heart before cultivating Yuanli, but how did she know this?!"

"Also, why can the pile of white paper that mother left me in the pendant survive without being affected by the 3000-year time reset?"

"What's the secret in all this that I don't understand?"

"Mother, how did she enter the wasteland in advance? Isn't her cultivation only at the early stage of Yunshen? I can't break through the barriers of the wasteland even at the peak of Yunshen. How did she do it?"

A haze appeared in the bottom of Xu Feng's heart, and at the same time, he gradually felt that there seemed to be a taste of conspiracy, shrouding the heads of the people in the mysterious world.

And his mother seemed to know some reasons.

There are no immortals in this world, what exactly do you mean by this immortal? !

Xu Feng felt that his previous comprehension seemed to be wrong, so he fell into a daze again.

But soon he returned to normal, with a guilty conscience.

No matter what conspiracy there is, no matter who the enemy is, he only needs to practice.

Strength is the foundation of everything!

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