Chapter 7 Goodbye Xing Lao

"Well, go ahead, Xing Lao has gone back. You can find him at his workplace!"

Marshal Xuanwu waved his hand faintly, and a light burning red jade flame shot out of his hand. He fell into Nie Feng's hand and turned into a blood-red turtle, as gentle as jade, with a faint temperature.

This is an energy split of Marshal Xuanwu. At the critical moment, he can absorb the energy and burst out powerful power.

"Thank you, Marshal!"

Nie Feng did not refuse. He put away the energy and said goodbye to Marshal Xuanwu. Then, he left this vast and mysterious space and appeared again in the steel beast-like human barrier.

It wasn't long before he saw Xing Lao's office.

"Xing Lao--"

Nie Feng walked at a crisp pace and walked to Xing Lao, with strong respect in his eyes. The person who can be praised by Marshal Xuanwu is by no means an ordinary person.

He stood in front of Xing Lao, with a smile on his face.

"Hmm?"

Xing Lao raised his head and saw Nie Feng, and his face was slightly happy. His depointed eyes suddenly flashed, "What are you doing here for me? Did Marshal Xuanwu order you to come here?

He doesn't want to force people.

"No."

Facing the aggressive eyes of Xing Lao, Nie Feng took it indifferently and smiled, "Marshal Xuanwu didn't order me. You should know that no one can force me to do something I don't like.

"So, I came here purely voluntarily. Tell me, what's the task?"

Saying this sentence, Nie Feng felt much better. The disrespect for Xing Lao before has finally made up for a lot. He stood in front of Xing Lao, a little self-sown.

The feeling of being at a loss.

"It's not the right time."

Xing Lao shook his head, but his eyes were full of hope. He reached out from the storage space and took out a nearly transparent stone with a faint golden light.

He handed this stone to Nie Feng and said hoarsely, "This is a stone from the depths of the extraterritorial battlefield, a mysterious place. If you penetrate your mental strength into it, you can do my task.

"In addition, I will teach you a trick to cultivate spiritual strength. The entry condition of this trick is to penetrate this stone.

Xing Lao's voice is a little mysterious. His sharp eyes were with strong expectations.

"Good--"

Nie Feng did not hesitate at all and reached out to take the stone. As soon as I bought it, the stone came with a cold feeling. At the same time, Xing Lao's spiritual power was stimulated and conveyed a vast and magnificent message to him.

Suddenly, he was immersed in a brand-new world.

Spiritual strength is amazing. For ordinary people, they can only continue to improve with age and realm. However, the level of improvement is also extremely limited.

There are few tips for cultivating spiritual power in the world.

"Why is this feeling similar to the magic formula of Buddhism?"

With his continuous understanding, Nie Feng made a surprising discovery. He immediately took the [Due Mitha Sutra] to assist in enlightenment, and immediately had a feeling. This [Pudu True Sutra] has the same origin as it.

Even, this is clearly one of the two profound formulas.

Excited!

The blood in Nie Feng's blood vessels began to burn. He knew that he had picked up the treasure one after another. After a while, another cold airflow appeared in his mind.

This is the airflow of nothingness, but it is real. It is a manifestation of spiritual power.

"Get started!"

Just for a while, Nie Feng actually started the [Pudu Zhenjing] directly under the condition of learning from the [Du Amitabha Sutra]. At the same time, there was a cold airflow and a hot airflow in his mind.

The intersection of yin and yang constantly emits a comfortable feeling for Nie Feng.

"What's going on?"

Xing Lao practiced [Pudu Zhenjing] hard, and the mental fluctuations caused by it are clear. His eyes were wide open and he looked at Nie Feng incredulously. At this time, he found that Nie Feng's spiritual strength was two or three times stronger than before.

What a genius!

Xing Lao recalled his cultivation experience and had to admit that Nie Feng had a talent for the cultivation of spiritual power that he could not imagine. Maybe I really found the right person.

Thinking of this, Xing Lao's eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of light.

"Okay, very good!"

Xing Lao was so excited that his hands were trembling, and his excitement was completely displayed, "I didn't expect that you had already started. Well, now you can start. I will give you a star map. In addition, you must follow the instructions in the star map, otherwise, you will be in danger.

With his excitement, his speed of speech increased a lot. At the same time, he took out a crystal clear disk from the storage space. Inside the disk, the dense stars can be seen with the naked eye.

This is a high-level star map.

"Good."

Nie Feng reached out and took the star map, integrated his spiritual thoughts into it, and found a vast and unspeakable star world. If his mental strength is weaker, he can't even cover his vast range.

He saw that the stars crisscrossed, forming a shocking starry sky map.

Every key position has an idea. However, Nie Feng found that only by cracking the previous idea can he understand the content of the next idea.

"I will do my best!" Nie Feng put away the star map. The scope of this star map alone reflects its extraordinary value.

"Go ahead. It's bumpy all the way. Be careful."

Mr. Xing waved to him excitedly and said, "If you come back successfully, I will have more treasures for you. Be sure to remember, don't forget your own foundation and your purpose.

"Yes, old star."

Nie Feng nod his head, said goodbye to Xing Lao and left the dark steel room. Coming out of the steel room, Nie Feng took a deep breath and entered the zero space.

Suddenly, the fresh breath of the outside world made Nie Feng feel comfortable all over.

"Before leaving, we should integrate the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world into my little fairyland."

Nie Feng had already been ready. With a flash of thought, he entered the little fairyland, the land of mustard seeds. As soon as he entered the land of mustard seeds, Nie Feng felt a strong breath of Buddhism, mixed with the aura.

Wow...

The fairy stones that are still being produced have the breath of Buddhism and Taoism. This fairy stone is more valuable among the fairy stones of the same level. Unfortunately, this is almost infinite wealth. In the arrogant extraterritorial battlefield, there is really no value in war.

However, Nie Feng is very clear that these fairy stones are also the source of energy for the artifacts anyway.

Therefore, once you return to the human world, the value will be reflected.

"The fragments of Mahayana Buddha, come here!"

Nie Feng's eyes were slinty and his spirit was completely concentrated. He reached out and grabbed it. The fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world roared with the fierce wind. With a bang, it fell on the palm of Nie Feng's hand.

It's so heavy!

Nie Feng's palm was immediately exposed, like earthworms. He is energetic and integrates into it. Immediately, the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world seemed to encounter a deadly attractive energy and suddenly sucked.

shua——

Nie Feng's mind suddenly seemed to be drained. His face was pale, and he suddenly had no strength in his hands. The fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world fell to the ground with a bang.

Boom-

A deafening sound came from the ground.

"It's terrible. What's wrong with this?"

Nie Feng panicked in his heart. He never expected that he would encounter this situation. Mental energy is different from material energy. It is invisible, but it really exists.

It is the basis for supporting all energy.

At this time, he was absorbed by the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world, which suddenly made him depressed.

hiss...

After a long time, Nie Feng crossed his knees and operated [Pudu Zhenjing] and [Du Ermitabha Sutra], two-pronged, and the yin and yang met. Only then did he completely recover the mental strength he had just lost.

"Wo!"

A fierce roar came from Nie Feng's mouth. He jumped up suddenly and lived a lively life. This is the temperament that is full of energy.

Spiritual energy is the support point of all energy.

"This thing seems to be a little hot!"

Nie Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the heavy and warm fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world from the deep pit. He did not rush to use spiritual power, but scanned the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world.

But with the eyes, constantly observe.

"What?"

After a moment of observation, Nie Feng finally found the change. The fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world have become a little bigger. It's a very slight change. If it hadn't been for Nie Feng's full spirit and strong spirit, he wouldn't have noticed it.

Haha-

Nie Feng suddenly laughed and felt that the previous suffering was worth it. From this, he realized that the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world, supported by spiritual energy, will gradually become larger.

If there is enough spiritual energy, it can definitely make the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world gradually restore, and even completely grow into the Mahayana Buddha world.

Of course, the spiritual energy required is simply terrible.

In the current situation, in 100 million years and 1 billion years, Nie Feng's spiritual energy is not enough.

"Try this?"

Nie Fengfu reached his heart and had an idea. He took out the stone given to him by Xing Lao from his backpack. As soon as this stone appeared, the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world had a trace of excitement.

buzz, buzz-

As soon as Nie Feng touched the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha, the stone was immediately melted by it. A faint aftershock of spiritual energy is still left in the space.

"That's true!"

Nie Feng looked at the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world, and his eyes showed a light of excitement. He even felt that if the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha realm became bigger, they could produce a fourteenth-class world law.

At that time, the little fairyland can be promoted.

"While the little fairy world is promoted, I will completely integrate the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world into the land of mustard seeds."

Nie Feng thought darkly, and his face was full of expectation. Next, he tried to convey his spiritual energy to the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world. Suddenly, he collapsed on the ground.

And the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world have undergone subtle changes.

"Can't fall asleep!"

Nie Feng was in a trance and eager to sleep. However, he understands that sleeping is not the only way to recover his mental strength now. If you take advantage of the weakness at this moment, practicing [Du Ermitabha Sutra] and [Pudu Zhenjing] will be of great help to your cultivation.

Therefore, with his tenacious will, he supported his body, sat cross-legged, and praised the two scriptures with one heart. Suddenly, a stream of air that made him extremely comfortable came out of his almost dry mind.

Sure enough, breaking and standing is the king of intensive cultivation.

Boom——

It didn't take long for his mental strength to completely recover. He was so lively that he even felt that there was a little progress in his cultivation. Perhaps if it continues like this, it will make a breakthrough in his spiritual realm.

Buzz, buzz...

When the spiritual power reached its peak, Nie Feng ran the little fate again. Suddenly, countless energies gathered on him, forming the power of fate and pouring into his body.

"It feels so comfortable!"

For the first time, Nie Feng found that the cultivation of spiritual power was such a great help to the cultivation of the body. There are many things I didn't understand before, but at this moment, there is a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

"Let's continue to practice and strive to break through the realm as soon as possible."

Nie Feng enjoyed the fun of cultivation. When his physical cultivation reached the extreme, he began to deliver spiritual energy to the fragments of the Mahayana Buddha world. When his spiritual power was swept away, he began to practice spiritual power.

After the spiritual power is completed, he begins to practice the art of small fate.

Over and over again, time passes in a hurry.