Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

These items can't be carried or thrown at any time. After weighing them, Feng Yimo sighs, picks up a fruit of blood power, chews it, and continues to refine. In order to hold these precious items, he should at least cultivate his consciousness, open the storage bag, and put everything into it. As for the mana that comes out of cultivation, if you find a good skill, it's a big deal to spread it and practice it again.

There is no sun and moon in the mountain. Feng Yi Mo is as solid as a rock. He completely digests the last blood fruit. His eyes suddenly open, and he shoots two feet of fine light. A cloud of black smoke comes out of his body. Countless dirt and stink gush out of his pores. It costs 24 precious blood fruits, and he can only let himself enter the Qi training period. He is also a monk It's speechless. This is the "credit" of the spirit eating silkworm. Ninety nine percent of the spirit power is absorbed by this guy. He can't even absorb a quarter of the effect of the blood power fruit. If you put them on others, they can at least build a successful foundation, and those with outstanding talents may be able to enter the false elixir realm.

"Waste, waste!" Feng Yimo said to himself, stood up, jumped into the dark river, thoroughly cleaned, fresh and full of power. Let's not say anything else. In terms of strength alone, it's no big deal to lift a 300 Jin object with one hand. Moreover, the body is washed by aura. The transformation of xueliguo is very hard. Now if you soak it in the stomach juice of Jinjiao green python, it should not be corroded.

What makes Feng Yimo most happy is that at the first level of Qi training, he has divine consciousness, which may be related to the awakening of his soul. The huge soul power of the previous life makes his soul strong. Although the sea of consciousness has not yet formed in his mind, there is a green smoke. The smoke is vast and pure, which is the prototype of the spirit formed by the concentration of soul power, so it can emit divine consciousness.

Before the foundation was built, the common friars could only have spiritual knowledge. To read the contents of the jade slips, they had to stick them on their forehead. However, the divine knowledge could read the contents of the jade slips every other space, so that they could easily take and put the items in the storage bag.

With his divine sense, Feng Yimo easily opened the storage bag. He was disappointed that there were only six or seven pieces of inferior spirit stones in it. There were two porcelain bottles containing spirit elixirs, but they were empty. There was no one left. In addition, there was an iron knife with rust on its body. At first sight, it was a common product. The storage bag was only about ten feet high, but it contained more than Python skin With a sweep, the python skin, jade pendant and unicorn on the ground were all put into the storage bag, leaving half of the sword.

"It's time for revenge!" The cold light flashed in Feng Yi Mo's eyes. Now that he was practicing Qi, his parents had to avenge him. He could not deal with other friars with this cultivation. It was not a problem for a Zhou family. If you want to do it, Feng Yimo simply tidies up, puts the storage bag into his arms, leaves the cave where he has lived for more than ten days with his dagger, identifies the general direction, and walks quickly.

At his current speed, ordinary wolves can't catch up with him. Half an hour later, he saw the shadowy houses. Tiefengling village is right in front of him. He looked at the sky. It was evening. If he went to revenge on the Zhou family during the day, he would be seen by others, which was bad. So he found a stone and sat cross legged, recovering his strength while waiting for the dark.

Time seems to pass very slowly, because there is something in her heart, and her mood can't be calm. Feng Yimo's mind is filled with the voice and smile of her parents, especially her mother's call when she is in a coma. The last sentence is: "son, if you can hear her and survive, you can go to the black wood city of Chu to find Feng's home. When they see the jade pendant, they will know who you are ！ My son, my mother can't accompany you. Take care of yourself In life and death, she is still thinking about herself, maternal love is great!

Thinking, two lines of tears down his cheeks, more emotional, look at the day, the sun has not entered the mountain, can no longer wait, big step meteor into tiefengling village.

In the evening, every household in the village was burning a stove to cook. The smoke was curling. Occasionally, there were a few barks from the dog, which seemed very pleasant. There were few pedestrians on the road. Feng Yimo hardly met anyone, so he came to Zhou's courtyard.

The Zhou family is very easy to find. It is located on the hillside at the end of the village. The huge manor covers an area of more than ten mu. The black courtyard wall is two Zhang high. A gate is three Zhang wide and three Zhang high. There are Xiama stone and two powerful stone lions in front of the gate. Two housewives in soap clothes and housewives' hats were on both sides, showing off their power. It seems that being a housewife of the Zhou family is a matter of honor.

There are more than 30 strong men eating in the East Wing room. There is a table in the front hall. In the middle of the room is a fat guy dressed as a member of the staff. The other people are six women dressed as pearls. There are also three children of six or seven years old. There are ten people in the family eating on the table It's full of chicken, duck, fish and more than ten dishes.

In the West Wing room, there is a small table. The dishes are much better than those of the strong men in the East Wing room. There are five people and six dishes, all of which are meat dishes and a pot of wine.

Wind Yi Mo heart sneer, eat, eat well, this is your last dinner, do not eat no longer eat!

"Stop, what are you doing? Don't you know it's the residence of Zhou Daguan? No stopping in front of the door. Get out of here Standing on the left, the servant sees Feng Yimo peering at the gate of the courtyard and immediately shouts. Seeing that Feng Yimo was indifferent, the servant on the right flew into a rage and came down the steps to Feng Yimo. He reached out and pushed him: "go away! Don't make me angryFeng Yimo's eyes burst with anger. With a wave of his right hand, the servant's head flew into the air. The short sword couldn't pierce the stomach sac of the Golden Horn green python, but cutting his head was as easy as cutting tofu.

Ah? The servant on the left was so scared that he killed his companion. Just as he was about to shout, Feng Yimo had already darted in front of him and stabbed his short sword into his heart.

"You, you are, you are..." The servant's eyes are full of panic. Face to face, he recognizes that Feng Yimo is the son of Feng family who has been dead for a long time. How did he come back to life? He wanted to make a warning, but he couldn't make a sound, and his head tilted to death.

Feng Yimo draws out his short sword and cuts it at the black gate. With a single stroke, the heavy gate is cut in half and falls down with a bang, stirring up a piece of dust.

He stepped in, and the servants inside had found that someone had broken into the compound, shouting, they picked up weapons and sticks to rush over, and surrounded Feng Yimo in the middle. At this time, councillor Zhou of the main hall walked out and saw a young beggar standing in the yard, holding a broken sword with blood dripping on the blade. It was obvious that he had just killed someone, so he was furious: "who are you? Why do you want to break into my Zhou family and kill my servants? "

Zhou Huai, the housekeeper, was standing beside Zhou Yuan. He held up a lantern among the experts, and the weak light was shining on Feng Yimo's face. He exclaimed, "you, you are a boy of Feng family, aren't you burned to death?"

Hearing his voice, Feng Yimo immediately recognized that he went to his home that day, killed his father by mistake, and then set fire to his mother. He couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "father, mother, the child has come to take revenge on you. You know it under the spring, look at them