Chapter 19 The Heart of Magic
"No need! Shangguan patriarch, I know, I can't stay in Wangcheng after killing Liu Jiang. However, if it is possible, I will be very grateful to let me participate in the talent selection of the Yinge headquarters!"
Nie Feng shook his head. He knew very well that now, he is not familiar with the place, and no one can help him. The only hope is that the patriarch Shangguan will show him a clear way.
Bum!
While talking, the magnificent Gangqi on Liu Jiang's body was transformed into the purest energy by swallowing Tiandaoqi, and entered the swallowing array. With the operation of the big array, it was transformed into the energy of Nie Feng.
Liu Jiang, a generation of masters, died like this!
The body exploded and became a blood mist. Even the spirit was swallowed up by swallowing Tian Daoqi and turned into Nie Feng's spiritual energy.
"Damn it!"
The roars were transmitted from extremely far away, containing the ancient will and anger, resounding through the sky, with a feeling of heaven and earth cracking.
This is the elder and master of the Liu family. He was summoned by Liu Jiang. On the way, he got the news of Liu Jiang's death and vented his anger.
"Young man, go! The Liu family is an ancient family. There are countless immortals. If you don't leave, you will be besieged and killed by their array! The end is extremely miserable!" Shangguan Yunlong said eagerly, "You go first. If there is a chance, I will help you!" Hurry up!"
"Good!"
Nie Feng made a decision and reached out to grab it. After Liu Jiang's death, the infinite treasures that exploded in the space were taken into the Eight Wastes Pagoda, and his body turned into a streamer and a dragon, flying away from the king's city.
The speed is so fast that even Shangguan Yunlong was in a trance and didn't see his shadow.
"I'm afraid Shangguan Yunlong has a plan to help me, but now, he must seek skin with the tiger!"
Nie Feng's heart was like a mirror. Between his rapid flight, he was still thinking about Shangguan Yunlong's words. In a blink of an eye, he came near the gate of Wangcheng and immediately heard a roar in the sky!
"Close the door! General, close the door quickly! Stop this man, he has committed a terrible crime, and he must take it!"
"Quick! Open the mottice of Wangcheng and catch this bureaucrat!"
Commanding sounds resounded and were immediately heard by the partial general defending the city. This partial general was born as a slave of the Liu family. He got more help from the Liu family. He dared not hesitate and immediately issued an order. At the same time, he took out the bronzing token and prepared to open the moat array.
Boom!
Suddenly, the general felt a wave of pressure from the top of his head, as if the lord of the king's city came in person, which made his blood surge, and he directly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and lay on the ground.
"Looking for death!"
Nie Feng's angry voice came from the sky, and the chaotic gun gave rise to a Buddha's angry will. Like a benchmark, it was thrown down by Nie Feng and penetrated directly from the top of his head to his feet.
Boom!
Swallowing the heavenly Taoist spirit, he suddenly rushed out and swallowed the general and turned it into pure energy. At the same time, the wealth of his life exploded from his small world and was directly collected by Nie Feng.
"Flashman!"
Nie Feng will kill this partial general with one blow. Without any drag and no stay, he glided past the tower of the royal city and flew out of the royal city.
His speed was much faster than that of the people who were chasing behind him. In just a quarter of an hour, he completely threw them away, found an inconspicuous peak, and hid in the cave.
"This is really a reckless disaster!"
After a moment of breath, Nie Feng regained his peak state and sat there, just like an ancient Buddha. Around his body, he was full of energy, swallowing a mysterious breath between heaven and earth.
This is the power of faith, a kind of mysterious, noble and advanced energy, emitting special fluctuations. It is impossible to feel the ordinary nine disasters and scattered immortals.
"But even if you give me another chance, I will kill that bastard."
In Nie Feng's heart, there is a sense of righteousness, spreading and pervasive, making him look more solemn, tall, and a gentlemanly feeling. Now, he has the foundation of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.
Three thousand Taoism is the foundation of his Taoism.
Haoran righteousness is the foundation of his Confucianism.
The Buddha's will is angry, which makes him the foundation of his family.
With the integration of the three teachings, there is an opportunity to return to the origin and peep at the road.
It's just that at this moment, he doesn't know.
"Let's see what kind of dying gift did Liu Jiang, the noble head of the ancient family, give me?"
While swallowing the power of faith - the power of faith from the world of the Eight Wasteland, Nie Feng escapes into the second floor of the Eight Wasteland Pagoda, enters the space of a hundred times the blessing of time, and turns the Eight Wastes Pagoda into a grain of dust.
Enter the second form of the Eight Wastes Pagoda and turn it into dust. Unless the immortals go down to earth, no one can find it.
This is also Nie Feng's biggest retreat from the fact that he dares to kill Liu Jiang.
Boom!
As soon as he waved his hand, there were mountains of peerless treasures, the savings of an ancient family owner, which was not small. At a glance, this pile of treasures is towering into the clouds.
Countless elixirs, magic weapons, natural and earth treasures, shining with brilliant light, exuding deep attraction, shocking people's minds.
"A lot!"
Nie Feng looked at these treasures. After a long time, he came to his senses. After a glance, he began to search for the most important thing for him, "Oh, here it is!"
In an instant, he found the treasure he needed, condensed his strength into a big hand, dug into the treasure pile, and immediately grabbed a heart-like light ball the size of a basin.
This is Liu Jiang's magical heart.
"One, two, three..."
As soon as Nie Feng's divine consciousness was swept, he immediately knew that the heart of this magic power contained a full of 33 traces of light. It was the Taoist magic power practiced by Liu Jiang, which was condensed into a Taoist trace. "Good boy, the thirty-three Taoist arts are all ancient secret arts and autistic art. There is no other. It is a bad garbage magic power and Taoism. . "
At this moment, Nie Feng has a feeling of walking to pick up the treasure and being ecstatic, and his heart is beating wildly.
This magical heart is the peerless treasure washed and condensed by Nie Feng by swallowing Tian Daoqi. It is the essence of the enemy's cultivation and has his sense of cultivation.
If you can condense the heart of magic power, you can see how horrible the Taoism of swallowing the sky is. It is an anti-sky Taoism.
In theory, it is impossible for immortals to practice successfully. It takes great opportunities and adventures to have the possibility of successful cultivation. It is not a peerless genius or a natural person, and it cannot be practiced.
And Nie Feng can get started directly through the farm system. It's horrible!
"absorb!"
Nie Feng held the heart of magic power in his hand, opened his mouth and sucked it, and performed the strange method of swallowing the sky. Behind his body, there was a real ancient glutton.
This suction contains a strange and incomparable power, which directly pours the sense of practice, experience and realm contained in the magical heart into Nie Feng's spiritual consciousness.
At this moment, a peerless storm has risen in Nie Feng's spirit.
This is the best among the nine scattered immortals. The power of practice experience, perception, realm, and cohesion. If the will is not strong and mortals inhale it, they will become fools and idiots.
Rao is Nie Feng, and he also feels a great crisis at this moment: "My God, how horrible Liu Jiang's sense and realm of practice are! I suddenly absorbed it and caused a big accident!"
Now he knows how horrible a noble nine-jusan immortal's inner cultivation is. It's not that he can be absorbed by a person with only sixfold golden elixir secret realm.
"Shangguan, Xiao Qiao, father, mother..."
Nie Feng knew that this cake was too big for him to bear and absorb it. He immediately took a hand, and there were more than a dozen people in front of him, "Come here, I'll give you great benefits!"
He is the master of the eight wilderness worlds. With a wave of his hand, he summoned these people. With a wave of his hand again, he hit more than a dozen spiritual storms and entered these people's bodies.
People with profound realms, such as Shangguan and Xiao Qiao, are divided into more spiritual storms. And people with a weak level, such as Nie Yuan, Bing Yuyan and others, get less.
However, these are a nine disasters scattered immortals, and they are the best and strong people in the nine disasters scattered immortals. Even if it is a little bit, for Nie Yuan and others, it is a great adventure.
"Now, these elixirs are at your use, cooperate with these spiritual storms, and hit the realm!"
Nie Feng's voice landed beside them with a pile of elixirs. These elixirs, even Shangguan and others at the level of Sanxian, have never been used so unrestrainedly.
As soon as they saw these elixirs full of aura, they knew that this was the time when they met the wind and clouds.
"Thank you, Nie Feng, thank you very much!"
At this time, everyone made a voice of gratitude, obviously helping Nie Feng and expressing their endless gratitude. And these gratitudes have directly evolved into a strong force of faith, which was introduced into Nie Feng's body.
"Okay, it's now!"
Nie Feng felt the impact of the power of faith and knew that this is the time to refine Liu Jiang's remaining realm perception and all the Taoist practice with the help of the power of faith.
Boom!
His spirit, with the power of faith, turned into a furnace, enveloped the spirit storm, burned the fire of spirit, and began to refine crazily. Every time you breathe, the realm of Nie Feng is constantly growing.
A strip of traces was separated by the spiritual furnace and finally entered Nie Feng's spiritual consciousness.
"No, the yin and yang are the same..."
Nie Fengbao was solemn and began to recite every saying in a loud and mysterious rhythm. Every word can achieve resonance with heaven and earth, help Nie Feng and condense his own Taoist traces.
After the seal realm, in addition to the original five elements and the original Taoist art, which are constructed into the most basic outline, the rest of the Taoist arts will condense into Taoist marks after Dacheng, forming arrays and foundations, and finally gradually transformed into golden elixir.
Boom...
Just after a hundred days of melting, Nie Feng's charm made an earth-shaking roar. Chain-like huge Taoist marks solidified, flashing with a glimmer of light, emitting a magnificent sense of power.
Thirty-three Taoist marks constitute a strange landscape.
"It's really comfortable!"
Nie Feng suddenly stood up and made a sound of fascia all over his body. Like a drum of war, it has an exciting and shocking effect. This is the incidental effect of his soaring realm and rapid progress in his cultivation.
"The power of a thousand dragons!"
Nie Feng's body shook, and a space crack flashed on his fist. This is the most intuitive consequence of manic power, directly tearing up the space.
"Feng'er, have you broken through?"
Nie Yuan woke up from entering the house. At this moment, he had reached the secret realm of the golden elixir. He directly crossed many realms and did not know how many times his strength. As soon as he saw Nie Feng's frightening ability, he licked his lips and asked.