Cultivation of immortality starts from falling into a trap

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walked to the consciousness group that contained the miniature demon fox and watched for a while, and it had fluctuated quite violently in the recent period, as if something was about to be bred from it.

After observing for a while, seeing that there was nothing to gain, Wang Feng returned to the previous place again and sat down.

With a few moves, the gray book floating on one side reached his hand.

The Shangqing chapter, as usual, although it can be read through, what can really understand its meaning is only the introductory part of Shangqing Yuangong.

"If the opportunity has not come, you can't force it. Wang Feng said secretly.

When Wang Feng inadvertently turned to the second page of the gray book, he was instantly pleasantly surprised.

I saw that on this page, the original tadpole-like symbols were slowly circulating, which was something that had never happened before.

Wang Feng hurriedly calmed down, released his consciousness, and approached those shining symbols.

As if the milk swallow was returning to its nest, those symbols that were shining in their own light came into contact with Wang Feng's consciousness in an instant, and converged into a torrent of symbols, which disappeared into the eyebrows little by little along the connection of his consciousness.

A sense of coolness filled Wang Feng's mind, what a familiar feeling, and then he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I didn't know the passage of time in my sleep, but I knew that I was in a long and dark space in a daze.

One day, a glimmer of light crossed his eyes and disappeared in a flash, and Wang Feng hurriedly chased him out.

Just keep catching up, no tiredness.

Maybe it was Wang Feng's persistence that moved the fleeting light, or maybe the light had reached the other side of where it was going and stopped.

At this time, Wang Feng's eyes were full of confusion, and he opened his mouth and swallowed the beam of light into his mouth.

Time fell silent again, and Wang Feng stood there motionless like a clay carved stone sculpture.

If someone appears here at this time, they will definitely find that the confusion in Wang Feng's eyes is decreasing little by little with the passage of time, waiting for the moment when Qingming arrives.

Wang Feng didn't know that during his deep sleep, the entire Snake Valley also suffered.

The two third-order golden-horned pythons would vent nearby from time to time, and the nearby areas were full of stumps and potholes.

It is said that after Zhao Yanbo left the Golden Horn Python Cave that day, he did hide nearby for a period of time, but he never found any suspicious traces.

In addition, the two third-order golden-horned pythons were destroying everywhere like crazy, and although they were unwilling in their hearts, they still gritted their teeth and left this place.

These two golden-horned pythons can now be said to hate him to the core, and once their whereabouts are exposed, there will be no good fruit to eat.

Without the involvement of the other three, he could not be sure that he would be able to escape safely from under the mouths of the two crazy golden-horned pythons with his own ability.

It can be said that I came with confidence and was disappointed.

As for the life or death of his junior brother surnamed Fan and his two entourages, it was not within Zhao Yanbo's consideration.

He didn't even have to look nearby to confirm their life and death, and rushed straight to the direction of the sect where he was located.

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There is no time for cultivation, and Wang Feng's hiding in the cave is a month of time.

On this day, the mountains are high and the clouds are far away, and the sunset is accompanied by lonely birds.

Wang Feng, who was cultivating in the Yuan Core Space, once again felt the bottleneck period of the exercises, and if he wanted to break through, he needed some chance, and he was not attached, so he immediately stopped cultivating.

This cultivation not only completely consolidated the realm of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation that had just advanced, but the Yuan Core was also reduced by half an inch again, and the internal space increased to 20 square meters.

After going out for so long, the purpose has been achieved, and the harvest is very fruitful, it is time to return to Qinghefang City.

"It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books, and the ancients did not deceive me. "

Through the spiritual force field emitted by the Yuan Core, the situation in the entire cave was observed.

The two golden-horned python monsters were crawling cross-legged at the bottom of the cave and falling asleep.

Although he had the simulation function of the spiritual force field, Wang Feng did not dare to guarantee whether he would be sensed by it once he came out of the Yuan Core Space.

After all, at such a close distance, facing two third-order demon beasts alone, it feels like putting gold on his face when he says that he is chasing and killing.

I'm afraid the only end is to become an after-dinner dessert for the two-headed golden-horned python, or the kind that is only enough to stuff the teeth.

Such a result is not Wang Feng's will.

In the next time, Wang Feng was practicing the Five Elements Technique in the Yuan Core Space while patiently waiting for the opportunity.

The sky gradually darkened, and the two golden-horned python demon beasts woke up one after another, grinding with each other for a long time.

Only then did they slide away outside the cave together, and Wang Feng intuitively felt that the two golden-horned pythons should have been woken up by hunger.

"When you finish eating, you go back to the cave to sleep, and when you are hungry, you go out to forage for food. "It's really the nature of beasts, Wang Feng sighed.

In the gap between the two golden-horned pythons going out to forage, Wang Feng quietly sneaked out of the cave with the simulation skills of the mental force field.

All the way back to Fengbo Lake without any problems, and found the tiger skin backpack lost in the tunnel here.

Hunting demon beasts all the way, collecting spiritual grass and heading towards Qinghefang City.

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In Qinghefang City, Lin Qiaoer's girl is guarding the door every day, looking forward to her brother Feng coming back soon.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and he did not come back.

Five days have passed, and there is still no one to be seen.

For ten days, there was still no news.

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In the blink of an eye, it was the forty-second day.

On this day, the sky is high and the birds fly to the forest, and the fish jump into the door in the deep water.

Qiao'er's girl still came to the gate of Fang Market early to wait as usual.

Whenever a monk came back from outside, Qiao'er would come over to greet them, and then ask them if there was any news of her brother Feng.

Again and again, disappointed again and again, time does not feel that the sun has risen to only a trace of afterglow.

Qiao'er, looking into the distance with her little head down, her red eyes seemed to have tears falling down her clothes at any time.

"You girl, you must have calculated that I was coming back today, and came to meet me, hehe......" Suddenly a clear whistling sound came into the girl's ears.

Before the girl could react to where the voice came from, a handsome figure wearing a cyan robe with deep eyes squeezed into Lin Qiao'er's eyes and stood in front of her.

This person is not Wang Feng, who else could it be

?" "Brother Feng, is it really you? Qiao'er is not hallucinating?" Qiao'er, the girl said and rubbed her already red eyes with her fingers, and a line of tears spilled out.

With the wind that curls up the girl's hair, I don't know whose heart it falls on.

As if afraid that the people she saw in front of her would disperse with the wind again, the girl threw herself into Wang Feng's arms, hugged her tightly and refused to let go.

When I looked at it again, the girl in her arms was already crying.

He muttered to himself, "I thought I'd never see Brother Feng again." Wang

Feng raised his right hand to pet the girl in his arms and the messy green silk in the wind, "You stupid girl, didn't I come back well

?" "Mmmm, Brother Feng, why did you go out for so long and come back?" Qiao'er's girl pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"This is not the place to talk, Qiao'er, let's go back and talk. After speaking, he took Qiao'er's hand and walked into the Fang City in the direction of the bamboo house.