Chapter 314: Eliminating the Roots

As Chen Fei's soles fell, screams suddenly rang in Chen Fei's ears, followed by the director's resentful curses.

Chen Fei remained motionless and waited for a moment without receiving any punishment. Obviously, this grass is not within the city's protection rules now.

Is it because the director of the martial arts hall violated the rules first?

Chen Fei looked down at his soles, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the killer was always killed. Chen Fei had promised before that he would leave directly after getting the answer, but before leaving, stepping on some flowers and plants was an unintentional act, right?

Soul-killing technique!

The entry-level Soul-killing technique was running at an extremely slow speed. In battle, this level of moves would definitely not be easy to use. It is estimated that before it is used, it will be caught by others.

But now, suppressing a grass is no problem.

The green grass that was constantly trembling on the soles of Chen Fei's shoes seemed to feel the breath of the Soul-killing technique and struggled madly. The curses that rang in Chen Fei's ears became louder and louder.

Even some mental curses were floating in Chen Fei's sea of ​​consciousness. However, all these curses were directed to the God-Slaying Sword by Chen Fei, and had no effect on Chen Fei's mind.

"Ah!"

With a shrill scream, the green grass disappeared, and a pure spiritual essence appeared in Chen Fei's body. Sensing the purity of the spiritual essence, Chen Fei thought for a while and threw it into the Qianyuan Sword.

To absorb this kind of external spiritual essence, Chen Fei will have to spend time to purify it, and the time is definitely not short. In this case, it is better not to absorb it.

At least before finding a way to purify it quickly, Chen Fei will not rashly absorb these spiritual essences.

Giving these spiritual essences to spiritual tools is a good choice. Although spiritual tools also require the purity of spiritual essences, they are not as delicate as warriors.

Some mental fragments mixed in those spiritual essences cannot stay in the spiritual tools for long and will gradually dissipate.

Chen Fei flashed to the door of the martial arts hall. Ren Zhongyang looked at Chen Fei with surprise. Chen Fei actually came out of the martial arts hall in a short time.

Ren Zhongyang looked back at the martial arts hall and was suddenly startled. He didn't notice it just now. At this moment, Ren Zhongyang found that the martial arts hall, which was bright and beautiful just now, was now in ruins.

What happened?

"Go this way!"

Chen Fei turned the Qianyuan sword back into a shoulder pole, carried the woven basket, and walked in the direction pointed by the director of the martial arts hall.

Along the way, many people who saw Chen Fei avoided him from a distance, as if they didn't want to bump into Chen Fei. Chen Fei's heart moved slightly. It seemed that the changes in the martial arts hall had been heard by these people.

With his own strength, the martial arts hall was directly destroyed. Although the people on the street didn't know how Chen Fei did it, it undoubtedly gave them a great warning.

If it is not necessary, it is better to avoid this person from a distance.

Chen Fei touched the penny in his hand. Before, his spiritual wisdom was deceived, so Chen Fei naturally would not think about studying the money. He just instinctively wanted to make more money.

But now that his spiritual wisdom has returned, Chen Fei naturally couldn't help but be curious about the money.

In this city, it seems that everything can be referred to by money. Most of the origin of the martial arts hall director has turned into money and fell into Chen Fei's basket.

There are also those who pay for eating fruits and paying for seeing a doctor. After taking out the money, those people are obviously a little weaker.

Chen Fei's fingers exerted a little force, and the penny suddenly broke into two pieces, and then dissipated from the broken end and sank into Chen Fei's body.

A wisp of light and spiritual air, without the fragments of the mind, extremely pure, this is the purest origin!

Chen Fei's eyes lit up slightly. Compared with the spiritual essence absorbed by the Tuling technique, the origin transformed by the money can be directly absorbed without any effect.

Chen Fei looked up at the city. Obviously, the rules here have completely purified these origins.

Chen Fei looked at the hundreds of coins in the basket. If he absorbed all of them, Chen Fei's mental power would surge, and there would be absolutely no problem in breaking through the mental power shackles of the early stage of the training realm.

In other words, Chen Fei did not have to worry about the lack of mental power before breaking through the middle stage of the training realm. And the surge in mental power would naturally drive the speed of the training of the acupoints.

The most important thing is that the hurdle from the early stage of the training realm to the middle stage of the training realm will be greatly reduced for Chen Fei.

Other warriors at the peak of the early stage of the training realm, such as Liao Hanqin, must warm up and consolidate their foundation for a period of time before looking for an opportunity to break through, otherwise they may fail to break through.

But Chen Fei is undoubtedly much more relaxed than them, and this is the benefit of having a strong mental power.

Chen Fei led Ren Zhongyang all the way forward and finally stopped in front of a city gate.

Chen Fei looked up at the city gate, and a repressive breath came to his face. The fog in Chen Fei's sea of ​​consciousness became much more active, wrapping the sword of the gods tightly in it.

There was even a lot of mist entangled with Chen Fei's mind, which forced Chen Fei to take a few steps back to ease the situation.

Before the martial arts director pointed out this direction, Chen Fei had actually been here. But when Chen Fei passed by here, there was actually nothing here, just a complete wall.

But now, this wall has become a city gate.

"What did you see?" Chen Fei turned his head and looked at Ren Zhongyang.

"A wall!"

Ren Zhongyang looked at Chen Fei with some doubts. Just now, Chen Fei led him here and stopped here for a long time, and Ren Zhongyang was full of doubts.

A wall, why do you keep staring at it?

Chen Fei's eyebrows moved slightly. He was the only one who saw the city gate, and Ren Zhongyang, like Chen Fei before, could only see a wall.

Was it the instruction of the martial arts hall director, or did Chen Fei regain consciousness, or both?

"Don't resist!"

Chen Fei crushed a few coins and pointed at Ren Zhongyang's forehead. Ren Zhongyang was startled and instinctively wanted to avoid it, but was immediately stopped by Ren Zhongyang.

In his heart, Ren Zhongyang believed in Chen Fei, otherwise he would not have followed him like this.

The origin transformed by the money was like a sharp blade, splitting the fog in Ren Zhongyang's sea of ​​consciousness into two. Ren Zhongyang's mind and wisdom woke up instantly and grasped the surrounding situation.

"Look here again, is there anything different?"

Chen Fei saw that Ren Zhongyang wanted to speak, and waved his hand. Ren Zhongyang took back his words, looked forward, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ren Zhongyang's mental power kept shaking, but in his eyes, this was still a wall. But in his mind, he told Ren Zhongyang that there was something wrong with the wall, but Ren Zhongyang couldn't see what the problem was.

Chen Fei looked at Ren Zhongyang's expression and frowned. Is it still a wall? In other words, without the guidance of the people in the city, the outsiders trapped here can't even find the exit.

But guiding the exit is obviously a violation of the rules here, just like the director of the martial arts hall, who was almost wiped out and only left a little life.

Therefore, unless they are forced into a desperate situation, it is almost impossible for people in the city to guide them.

"Chen Fei, I don't think I can hold on for long."

Ren Zhongyang suddenly said on the side, and his clear eyes began to become a little turbid in this short moment. Chen Fei only split the gap in the fog in Ren Zhongyang's sea of ​​consciousness, but did not dispel it.

Chen Fei himself had no ability to dispel the fog in his sea of ​​consciousness, but just resisted it with his mind skills.

Under normal circumstances, if the outsiders trapped here want to stay awake for a long time, they must use the origin of money to continuously wash away the fog. Or the mental power is strong enough to tear through the obstruction of the fog directly.

However, to reach this level, it is probably necessary to have the mental power of the peak of the practice realm. The rest are people like Chen Fei who have special mental skills.

As for spiritual tools, spiritual tools that can protect the mental power of the practice realm are extremely rare.

"Don't worry, wait for me here!"

Chen Fei said, and walked towards the city gate.

The fog in the sea of ​​consciousness began to roll, and Chen Fei's eyes began to become a little confused. The money in the basket began to disappear, and the power of the origin protected Chen Fei's spiritual wisdom.

"Who is coming!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded in Chen Fei's ears, and Chen Fei turned his head to look.

Beside the city gate, a place that was empty just now, I don't know when a man in the uniform of a yamen officer appeared, holding a sharp blade, looking at Chen Fei coldly.

"Can I leave the city here?" Chen Fei looked at the yamen officer and said in a deep voice.

"The city lord ordered that the city gates will be opened once a month. At other times, you can only enter but not leave!" The yamen runner glanced at Chen Fei and said loudly.

"When will the city gates be opened next time?"

Chen Fei's eyes lit up slightly. It was opened once a month, which meant that he could still go out. This city did leave a ray of hope. Of course, without any special means, it is estimated that he would not be able to survive here for a day and would be sucked dry.

Just like the rat demon, when Chen Fei saw it, it was already dying and obviously would not survive the next day.

The yamen runner heard Chen Fei's question and did not say anything, but closed his eyes directly.

Chen Fei frowned slightly. It was too passive to squat here without a specific time. Moreover, it was getting dark in the city. Chen Fei instinctively felt that if he continued to stay on the street, there might be other dangers.

Chen Fei glanced at his woven basket, pointed with his right hand, and ten copper coins flew up and floated towards the yamen runner.

The yamen runner's eyes opened, glanced at Chen Fei, and waved his hand to put the ten copper coins into his sleeves.

"Two days later at midnight, the city gate will open!" After saying this, the yamen runner closed his eyes again.

Chen Fei bowed and stepped out of the city gate.

Ren Zhongyang's eyes at this moment were constantly alternating between clear and turbid. Ren Zhongyang's mental cultivation was actually quite good, but without special means, he could not withstand the constant suppression of fog.

Ren Zhongyang saw Chen Fei appear and hurried forward. Just now, Ren Zhongyang watched Chen Fei walk forward, but after a few steps, he saw Chen Fei disappear.

"It's getting late, let's find a place to stay first!"

Chen Fei looked up at the sky, which was gray and night was about to fall.