The best way of self-cultivation

Chapter 312
Qin Feng was sweating coldly in front of the sarcophagus, he didn't know what was going on, it was so weird, he was lying there quietly in the sarcophagus, with a peaceful expression, as if he was asleep.

"Impossible, how could this be?" Qin Feng frowned, and Wen Daotong shone like two purple suns, and the light shone directly on the inside of the sarcophagus, trying to see through the source.

However, after a long time, he retracted his gaze, and the inside of the sarcophagus remained unchanged, and what lay inside was his appearance.

"What did the others see?" Qin Feng looked at the others, and Chen Mengxi was crying and talking about his wish.

Tang Rou's eyes were gentle, as if she was immersed in the most perfect sleep, and Qi Hao had a mysterious smile on his mouth, posing in an unusually handsome pose.

Everyone's demeanor is different, and the expressions on their faces are also different. Qin Feng is sure that they are all immersed in an illusion.

"A terrible illusion, why am I the only one who didn't immerse myself in it?" Qin Feng passed by everyone, looking at the expressions on their faces. Now that these people have no resistance at all, Qin Feng can kill them one by one.

"This is a very powerful method!" Qin Feng whispered, this should be the method left by the demon lord, it has been tens of thousands of years, but it still has such power.

Qin Feng came to the front of the sarcophagus again. He lowered his head and looked down at the body of the demon lord lying among the stars, as if possessed by a demon. Soon he felt that his mind had merged into it.

The stars are endless, turning slowly beside him, and he can even feel the traction between the stars.

"Where am I?" Qin Feng frowned, feeling his body was stiff and unable to move, he turned his eyes with difficulty, and finally he saw his situation.

Now he turned out to be the person lying in the sarcophagus. His whole body was cold, and there were streams of consciousness flowing. The feeling was very wonderful, as if he was communicating with the world.

"What's the situation!" Qin Feng let his consciousness flow, and soon he followed his consciousness to find the root of each consciousness.

This is a casual cultivator. He saw his friends covered in blood, crying, and cursing, but he cut the long knife in his hand on them without hesitation.

"This is me?!" He found Tang Rou's consciousness, and this girl saw that she was lying in Qin Feng's arms...

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After a long time, Qin Feng withdrew from these consciousnesses, and once again regained his clear expression. At this time, his consciousness finally returned to his body.

"What's going on?" In Qin Feng's arms, those broken spirit formulas were vibrating and glowing. They were clearly leftover animal skins, and at this moment they suddenly emitted strong light and floated in front of Qin Feng one by one.

"Reorganizing!" Qin Feng's eyes flickered, staring at the three pieces of animal skins without daring to move his eyes, and soon the three pieces of animal skins were reorganized, forming golden characters floating in the air, extremely messy.

"Is it incomplete?" Qin Feng frowned, always feeling that something was affecting Wanxiang Jue, and finally his eyes fell on the sarcophagus and he completely understood it. When his consciousness entered the sarcophagus just now, each consciousness he felt was Wanxiang Jue!

Because such a process affected the operation of the Wanxiang Jue, allowing the Remnant Jue to reorganize into this appearance.

"But it's not right, it's messy, like a key that needs to be opened." Qin Feng always felt that the key to the answer to the mystery was in himself, but no matter how he recalled it, he couldn't find it.

"Wan Xiang Jue..." Qin Feng whispered, thinking, and soon his frowning brows relaxed, thinking of a certain possibility.

A long time ago, he obtained the Thousand Faces Secret from Qian Ji by extraordinary means, and now he suddenly discovered that there might be some kind of connection between the two.

He stretched out his hands and used his spiritual power to describe, describe, and wrote the Thousand Faces Jue in the void, and it was suspended next to the Wan Xiang Jue.

hum!
The void was gently vibrating, and the two pieces of golden text finally responded. They attracted each other like two magnets, and quickly fused together.

After a long time, a complete spiritual formula floated in front of Qin Feng, and Qin Feng was extremely excited. He got another spiritual formula so easily!

Now he already possesses four spirit formulas, and only the remaining three of the seven chaos formulas have not been obtained. He owned four at once!
"Sun Jia's ancestors once made a prophecy to see through time and space, so the Sun family may also have a copy of the Seven Secrets of Chaos." Qin Feng frowned slightly when he thought of this, because the relationship with Sun Jia is pretty good now, and he is too familiar. Some can't do it.

"The most important thing is that I don't know where the ancestor of the Sun family is buried." Qin Feng felt that the ancestor must have calculated that someone like himself might appear in the future, so he didn't dare to bury his own. speak up.

"Now I have obtained the Wanxiang Jue, let them come out of the illusion!" Qin Feng thought for a while, and began to recall the content of the Wanxiang Jue, and soon he made a move, tearing in the void, you can see One after another silver silk threads are connected to the inside of the sarcophagus from the people in front of them.

Qin Feng tore off all the silk threads, and soon the group of people woke up, looking around in astonishment, and soon realized that they had just experienced an illusion.

"Qin Feng, are you alright!" The three girls looked at Qin Feng, especially Tang Rou. The moment she saw Qin Feng, her face immediately turned red. She thought of all the things she saw in the illusion.

"Sister Tang Rou, what's wrong with you, your face is so red all of a sudden? Have a fever?" Miao Yun looked worried, and even stretched out her hand to test Tang Rou's temperature.

"Hmph, I think it's probably because I saw something shameless!" Chen Mengxi cast a glance at Tang Rou, and her guess was very accurate.

Unexpectedly, Tang Rou didn't retort this time, but directly lowered her head. Such an action made people even more suspicious.

"Something is wrong. You can see that the face of this corpse has disappeared, and it has become a cloud of fog." Xiao Hua looked inside the sarcophagus again, using the eyesight of a saint, but still couldn't see through the fog.

As for the others, it was the same. All they saw was a cloud of fog, and their faces were completely hidden.

Only Qin Feng began to sweat coldly on his forehead, because what he saw remained the same, it was still his own face, and what was even more frightening was that he seemed to see the corpse in the sarcophagus smiling at him...

"Qin Feng, what's wrong with you, are you a little cold? It feels like your face is a bit ugly, and it seems that your body is shaking." Miao Yun stood beside Qin Feng, feeling that Qin Feng was abnormal.

"No...it's okay, maybe I've been a little impatient recently." Qin Feng laughed dryly twice, forcing his eyes to look away from the sarcophagus.

(End of this chapter)