Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng was slightly stunned. He quickly responded. While receiving the messenger, he took out 500000 colorful spirit stones and stuffed them into the palm of elder Feng's hand.

"This is the disciple's intention. Elder, don't refuse."

Even if ye Feng was stupid, he could understand that elder Feng had never been sent by anyone. He kindly offered himself some help and even gave himself a messenger, mostly in the face of the sect Taoist symbol.

500000 colorful spirit stones are really precious, but it doesn't matter if you want to be able to mix in diyuanzong, but you can't.

"Your boy will come. In that case, the elder won't be fussy... Um... Colorful spirit stone!"

Just as he was about to put away his hand, his eyes couldn't help brightening. He saw that Ye Feng took out a colorful spirit stone. Even the look in elder Feng's round face changed slightly.

Colorful spirit stone, which is only available to some big families.

Looking at Ye Feng again, elder Feng's eyes have a bit of imperceptible meaning.

The factotum disciple who came from the city has both clan Taoist symbols and colorful spirit stones. It seems... It's not as simple as it seems.

"Go ahead. When you act in the outer court, you can report my name if you encounter anything. Many people in the outer court still want to sell the elder a face."

He patted Ye Feng on the shoulder enthusiastically, and elder Feng drifted away.

"Alas, Lingshi can't help spending. It's really difficult to move without money. The consumption of Jinhua in the city is also a little scary."

With a bitter smile and a sigh, Ye Feng stepped back, opened the stone door of the stone chamber and walked in.

The internal space is not large, which can accommodate about ten people, and the layout is very simple. In the central place, there is a stone platform for only one person, and there is nothing else.

As soon as his ass sat down, Ye Feng let out a comfortable groan, and an extremely pure yuan force was introduced into his body through the stone platform, making his meridians move.

"What a pure yuan force. It can be compared with some cultivation pills."

Yuan Li is mostly very complex. The more pure it is, the more beneficial it is to cultivation. The purity of Yuan Li here even exceeds Wu Ji's exclusive cultivation treasure land in Shui nationality.

"No wonder, if you want to enter this round tower, you often need tens of millions of spirit stones."

After muttering, Ye Feng made a seal with both hands and entered the state of cultivation.

With the pure yuan force instilled, this practice was quite vigorous. With the operation of dozens of weeks, Ye Feng's breath swelled again and gradually climbed to the peak of his life.

In the Dantian, Yuanli gradually becomes rich. When it condenses to a certain extent, Yuanli crystals of the size of the fingernail are quietly formed.

Crystallization gradually increased. In the quiet stone room, Ye Feng was spraying Yuan Li light all over. In only about a day, some Yuan Li imbalance side effects left after promotion had been eliminated.

At the same time, his mental power also stabilized and completely stabilized in the middle of the fourteenth order.

In such a selfless cultivation state, Ye Feng almost forgot the existence of time. He only felt that he was comfortable, the five senses were extremely sensitive, and the yuan force fluctuations within a few miles appeared in his mind one by one.

Just as the yuan force in the body climbed up to a slight swelling and pain in the muscles and veins, Ye Feng felt that the capacity of the Dantian was saturated in a short time. He was about to stand up. At this time, there was an extremely dim spiritual force, which suddenly overflowed from the stone platform and disappeared into Ye Feng's divine sea.

"How can this... Improve mental strength?"

Ye Feng was really startled.

Before that, neither Wang Yuwei nor elder Feng mentioned the existence of spiritual power.

Such as the rain, although these spiritual forces are as thin as hair, they are as pure as Yuan Li.

Without extra refining, the overflowing spiritual power can be integrated with its own.

"Is it true that this is the real function of the Dharma field?"

There was a sudden flash of light in his heart. Ye Feng thought of the status of Jinhua upper city. As an ordinary county city, it exceeded the top ten cities and became the gathering place of the second largest inscriptions of Shenwu people.

Although it has something to do with the reverence of the inscriptions division by the king's residence of Tinian County, according to the current situation, it is mostly inseparable from the Sutra Dharma field.

The strength of spiritual power is an important embodiment of whether the engraver is strong or not.

Imagine how attractive it would be for an engraver if he could gradually improve his spiritual power by practicing in the Sutra field?

Although these spiritual energies are weak, they can't stand the accumulation of time.

Even when ordinary martial artists arrive at the holy land, they can only improve their spiritual strength intermittently by improving their accomplishments. Even some great forces can solve this problem only by absorbing a specific yuan stone.

However, in the Sutra Dharma field, there is a way to improve the spiritual depth, which is unique and has become a reason to attract inscriptions.

Shua!

While Ye Feng was wandering outside the sky, Shenhai suddenly moved, and a strange picture suddenly appeared in front of him.

Countless faces suddenly appeared in the vast void. Then one of these faces held out thousands of arms like lightning and grabbed them at him.

Poof!

The sudden accident frightened Ye Feng into a spirit, and the green and dark fire in his body almost rushed up like an instinct to burn it up.

Different fire surged, but it was like being isolated in two spaces with that picture, and there was no blending at all.

"No, this is... An illusion!"

Ye Feng reacted quickly, and Shenhai's spiritual force rushed forward to expel the illusion.

Shua Shua!

Who knows it's good not to resist. As soon as they resist, more faces appear. One arm after another, like entering the uninhabited land, madly probes into his divine sea, and some even rush into the body.

Ye Feng's hair was creepy. Under the perception of spiritual power, everything was clearly seen. Some of those arms were skinny, some were twisted and broken, and trembled like an old man, impressively grasping their internal organs.

Whether he urges Yuan Li or different fire, he can't make it clear.

In an instant, Ye Feng fell into an extremely dangerous situation. These arms shaped like a fantasy, but they have real lethality. Once they really scratch the internal organs, they... Are not far from death.

What's going on?

This round tower is obviously just a place for cultivation. How could such a strange scene happen?