Chapter 302: Hypocritical

The alchemy furnace formed by the sword array circulated slightly. Chen Fei controlled the alchemy furnace and carefully responded to every change in the properties of the spiritual herbs. These spiritual materials are not easy to come by. If they are destroyed, it will be a big loss.

Today's gains are so great, but it will be very difficult to get any harvest in the future. At most, it will be some ordinary spiritual herbs. Chen Fei often failed in the second half of today.

Ordinary spiritual herbs are naturally good things and can be used to refine Lingxue Dan. It's just because of the comparison that ordinary spiritual herbs seem much cheaper.

And as time goes by, it is estimated that even ordinary spiritual herbs will not be left. After all, in addition to dozens of disciples in the training realm, there are also a large number of disciples in the training realm.

In less than a quarter of an hour, as the alchemy furnace was opened, a rich fragrance floated in the cave. Because it was just a simple refining, it took less time. With Chen Fei's finger lightly tapped, the medicine juice was swallowed directly into his stomach by Chen Fei.

After adding the sap of the strange locust tree, the medicine juice was swallowed into the stomach for only a moment, and Chen Fei's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became clear, and then his head began to swell slightly.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the alternating feeling of cold and ice made the mind suddenly sensitive, and the Thousand Silk Technique unconsciously started to work, helping Chen Fei absorb the medicinal power.

An hour later, Chen Fei opened his eyes and gently exhaled a breath of turbid air. Compared with the original body refining realm, Chen Fei could only absorb these spiritual materials slowly. One Qimeng Lotus, and it was not a complete Qimeng Lotus, Chen Fei absorbed it for a full three days.

Now that he has been promoted to the acupoint training realm, these spiritual materials of mental power are no longer a pressure for Chen Fei. In just one hour, Chen Fei completed all the absorption.

The mental power is not a sudden increase, but there is also an increase of about 10%, and this increase is enough to increase the number of acupoints controlled by Chen Fei by two.

Chen Fei just refined the juice, using only one mental power spiritual material and a few ordinary spiritual herbs. The remaining four mental power spiritual materials, not to mention more, should continue to increase by about 30%, which should be no problem.

In other words, after absorbing these spiritual materials, Chen Fei's mental power is enough to control about 30 acupoints. In a short period of time, there is no need to worry about insufficient mental power.

This is the value of the secret realm. It only takes one day to save a lot of time.

Compared with the possible dangers, this benefit is enough to dilute the worries. After all, martial arts practice is impossible to be without danger. There is a possibility of going astray when practicing a technique, let alone other things.

Chen Fei did not delay and continued to refine the juice.

The harvest needs to be transformed into strength immediately, which is the best choice. This secret realm is dangerous. The growth of mental power not only increases the number of controlled acupoints, but also can improve Chen Fei's combat power.

Not to mention other things, with strong mental power, the performance of the moves can become more refined and easy.

It took nearly four hours for Chen Fei to swallow and refine all the mental power plants. As expected, the mental power continued to soar by more than 30%, close to 40%.

The surge in mental power made Chen Fei feel that his entire sea of ​​consciousness was expanding. At the same time, the whole body felt a little floating, which was a sequelae of the excessive increase in mental power in a short period of time.

But fortunately, Chen Fei only adapted for a moment and gradually got rid of this abnormality.

The night outside has entered the darkest moment before dawn. Chen Fei is ready to refine several other high-quality spiritual materials.

These spiritual materials are of extremely high quality. According to Chen Fei's estimation, if all of them are swallowed, I dare not say how much, but there is still a relatively large hope to open up two or three acupoints.

"Hmm?"

When Chen Fei was about to throw the spiritual materials into the alchemy furnace, his hand paused slightly, and a stone floated in front of Chen Fei. The twin stones can sense each other within a certain distance, and the other one is on Feng Xiupu's body.

Chen Fei ran around all day today, and the twin stones did not move. I didn't expect that there would be a reaction at this time. According to the characteristics of the twin stones, Feng Xiupu is about 20 to 30 miles away from Chen Fei at this moment.

Chen Fei was thinking whether to go find Feng Xiupu now or wait for the day, when suddenly Chen Fei stood up and looked outside the cave.

The night was as dark as ink, and even with the eyesight of the training realm, it was impossible to see very far away. Chen Fei naturally did not see anything, but in his perception, there was a sharp breath that was fleeting.

The distance was too far, and Chen Fei only caught it vaguely. Even if it was not because the twin stones attracted Chen Fei's attention, if Chen Fei was refining pills, this kind of breath would probably be ignored directly.

But it was also because of the twin stones that Chen Fei discovered that the sharp breath was consistent with Feng Xiupu's position.

"It seems to be the breath of a top-grade spiritual weapon."

Chen Fei frowned, the distance was too far, and the time was too short, so Chen Fei had no way to judge. And for such a while, Chen Fei tried to concentrate his mind, but he did not catch the appearance of that breath again.

It was as if everything just now was just Chen Fei's illusion.

But Chen Fei's mental power had just surged tonight, and his mental power was in an extremely sensitive state. If this sensation was an illusion, it would be too unreasonable.

"Go and have a look!"

Chen Fei thought for a while, put all the spiritual materials into the space grid, and ran towards the place where the twin stones were sensing.

Dozens of miles away.

Chen Fei's perception was not wrong. At this moment, a battle was breaking out here, but the aura of the battle was suppressed within a radius of one mile. If it was farther away, it could not be transmitted.

Because of the formation, a formation enveloped this place, without the ability to attack or defend. The only function of this formation is to converge all the fluctuations of the surrounding aura.

Chen Fei was able to sense the sharp aura because the formation had just started, and because of the sharp power of the top-grade spiritual weapon. Of course, it also included Chen Fei's newly broken through mental power, which was in an extremely sensitive state.

All these things, Chen Fei caught this aura by chance. But if it weren't for the movement of the twin stones, Chen Fei would not take it to heart even if he sensed this aura.

Because the distance was too far, no matter what happened, it would not involve Chen Fei.

"Wu Yongzhao, Elder Liao will soon discover the situation here, and then you will not be able to escape!" Zhu Zixiang looked at Wu Yongzhao and other people from the Shenyan Sect who surrounded this place, and shouted in a low voice.

"They can't find this place now!"

Wu Yongzhao shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "And when they find it, they may have followed in your footsteps!"

"Arrogant!"

Zhu Zixiang shouted angrily, and injected Yuanli into the spirit sword in his hand, and the spirit sword suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

"Everyone, join me in fighting the enemy. Elder Liao is nearby, and he must be on his way."

Zhu Zixiang's passionate voice echoed, and for a moment, everyone was attracted by the light of the spirit sword in his hand. Only Wu Yongzhao sneered and disappeared suddenly.

When Wu Yongzhao appeared again, he was already hundreds of meters away, and slashed a sword to an empty place.

The top-grade spirit sword burst out with a terrifying momentum. Before the blade arrived, the air was already wrinkled, and the sharp whistling sound was endless, as if it was going to tear everything around it apart.

"Boom!"

With a loud explosion, a figure was shot out from the void, and then fell hard on the ground, rolling dozens of times before stopping, a large mouthful of blood gushed out, and blood mist filled the air.

This figure turned out to be Zhu Zixiang. When almost everyone was attracted by the light of his spiritual sword, Zhu Zixiang's real body had already escaped hundreds of meters away in an instant.

Among the people present, only Wu Yongzhao saw through it at a glance, intercepted Zhu Zixiang, and injured Zhu Zixiang with a sword.

Zhu Zixiang slapped the ground with both palms, turned over and stood up, looking at Wu Yongzhao with incredible eyes. Zhu Zixiang didn't expect that his trick of escaping from the shell of a cicada would be broken so easily by Wu Yongzhao.

As long as there is another breath of time, Zhu Zixiang can escape another hundred meters. At that time, Zhu Zixiang can use other tricks to completely increase his body speed, and it may not be impossible to get away.

But Wu Yongzhao didn't give Zhu Zixiang such an opportunity.

"You abandoned your fellow disciples. You Xianyun Sword Sect are really hypocritical."

Wu Yongzhao shook his head and tapped the top-grade spiritual sword in his hand. The spiritual sword made a crisp clanging sound.

The sound of the sword was very small at first, but in the blink of an eye, it kept getting louder and louder, and finally turned into a sound like a huge bell.

Zhu Zixiang's internal organs kept trembling under the sound of the sword. The injuries that were suppressed suddenly broke out. A mouthful of blood surged in his throat and was forcibly suppressed by Zhu Zixiang.

Wu Yongzhao appeared in front of Zhu Zixiang like a ghost. The spiritual sword flashed. Zhu Zixiang shouted angrily, and the skills were running. His face turned blood red, and the long sword in his hand swept towards Wu Yongzhao.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Zhu Zixiang retreated involuntarily, with a pit in his step. His face, which was originally red, turned pale at this moment. Zhu Zixiang's eyes were full of despair.

Zhu Zixiang was already a little weaker than Wu Yongzhao in terms of cultivation, and the middle-grade spiritual sword in his hand was far inferior. With just two simple moves, Zhu Zixiang was on the verge of serious injury.

He was probably killed in the next few moves. The difference in combat power between the two sides was not like what it should be like between warriors of the same level.

Zhu Zixiang was in a lot of crisis, and so were the others.

In this place, in addition to Zhu Zixiang, there was also Ke Liangde, a practitioner of the Xianyun Sword Sect. Wu Yongzhao said that Zhu Zixiang abandoned his fellow disciples, and he was talking about him, and Ke Liangde was also being surrounded and killed.

The rest were Feng Xiupu and Wei Yantao, who was also from the Yuanchen Sword Sect.

But compared to Zhu Zixiang and Ke Liangde, Feng Xiupu and Wei Yantao were only facing one person of the same level each, and the situation could barely hold up. But if Zhu Zixiang was killed, Ke Liangde would also die.

Then Feng Xiupu and Wei Yantao would also be doomed. Since the Shenyan Sect surrounded and killed four people, they would not let the four people leave and spread the news here.