Chapter 158: 9 Turns to the Golden Wall

For half a month, Xiaoyuezong carried out a carpet search near Xingjiazhuang, but no trace of the remnants of the demon sect was found.

The scope of the search is getting wider and wider, and the hope is getting smaller and smaller.

Finally, the three elders returned one by one, and most of the sect powerhouses withdrew.

Zhao Feng also returned to Xiaoyuezong with the team.

The third day after the sect elites were withdrawn.

In the depths of Xingjiazhuang, below a wasteland tomb, there was a strange "puff" sound.

If you look down from a high altitude and your eyes can penetrate the soil layer, you will find a strange scene:

The blood of the many corpses in the entire Xingjiazhuang seeped into the soil, followed a strange line, and converged at one point. These corpses are all natives of Xingjiazhuang who died in the plague. Although they were cremated, the blood in the corpses had already seeped into the soil.

As a hidden family, the cultivation of adults in Xingjiazhuang is generally above the second level of the solid state, and there are many true warriors who are above the fourth level of the solid state.

These people were poisoned by the plague, and the blood left behind, under the guidance of strange forces, penetrated into the soil layer and gathered at one point.

"Jie Jie... The most dangerous place is the safest place. The 'Blood Plague Concentration Array' was laid out a few months ago and was tracked down by the sect, which was also expected by this seat."

A silver-striped blood corpse, covered in blood, crawled out of the ground.

As a blood rudder protector, he has survived for hundreds of years, and he has already left the realm of human life and transformed into a "half-dead" state. Therefore, his lifespan is also several times that of the same-level True Spirit Realm, and even more distant...

After reappearing in the sky, the aura on the silver-striped blood corpse was obviously a lot more tyrannical, and it recovered to the fifth level of transcendence, and the injury also recovered a little.

"It's a pity that the 'Blood Jade Pill' failed to successfully train together. The boy surnamed Zhao, one day, we will meet."

The blood-strained guardian had a weird smile and licked his lips.

In his plan, he had expected Xiaoyuezong's carpet search, and the only "unusual number" was Zhao Feng.

The more he thought about it, the more resentful he became when he thought that he had been "blackmailed" by a little ghost.

But the blood stalemate did not know, he also walked before the gate of hell.

After Zhao Feng made a great contribution, he became low-key. During the search, he kept his left eye blocked and did not try his best.

Otherwise, Zhao Feng opened his left eye with all his strength and searched the villa by himself.

...

a few days later.

The elite troops of Xiaoyuezong returned to Tianyue Mountain.

Far away, Zhao Feng saw the "Floating Mountain Palace" that was suspended high in the sky, coexisting with rain, fog, and lightning. It was majestic and majestic, exuding an ancient desolate atmosphere.

"In two months, the 'Floating Mountain Trial' will begin."

Some disciples looked at the dark blue palace in the sky above their heads, looking eager and eager.

The deadline for the trial of floating hills is gradually approaching.

Some disciples, wanting to change their destiny and compete for opportunities, secretly accumulate energy and fight vigorously.

Most of the disciples in the sect have no background, and the "Floating Mountain Trial" is undoubtedly a relatively fair opportunity. If you can grasp it well, you can change your destiny and future.

"The 'Floating Mountain Trial' once every five years must be grasped."

Zhao Feng was determined and unshakable.

The five-year sect assessment, the five-year floating mountain trial, miss any opportunity, any link, he may stay for several years.

Compared to Zhao Feng,

Five years is too long.

From blending into the mysterious left eye, he galloped and sang all the way: after staying in the Zhao family for a few months, he was fortunate enough to enter Guangling Mansion. Afterwards, he studied in Guangling Mansion for a few months, faced difficulties and seized the opportunity to enter the sect.

After a few months of cultivating in the sect, he has reached his current height.

A year ago, in the Zhao clan, he was still a teenager of thirteen or fourteen years old, less than fourteen years old.

A year later, he successfully established himself in the sect, but he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but less than fifteen years old.

Destiny in life is accomplished in such an opportunity.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for Zhao Feng to go from the first level of martial arts to the current level of second level in just one year.

This level of promotion speed is not unpleasant, and it is comparable to some of the top geniuses in the Zongmen world.

Return to the inner door.

Zhao Feng and Lin Fan said goodbye.

Lin Fan was the last to leave, and his words were sincere: "Junior Brother Zhao, this mission, you not only saved my life, but also gave me such an opportunity. Such a great kindness, Lin Mou will remember it in his heart, and it will surely be rewarded every day."

Watching Lin Fan's back, Zhao Feng fell into a brief thought.

In the sect, he is weak and has few reliable friends. The two senior brothers, Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan, are still struggling to grow up.

On the other hand, this Lin Fan, with a tenacious will, was the first to wake up after being poisoned with corpse poison, stronger than Xiao Yun and Xu Zhi.

In the execution of the task, the two cooperated with each other and were very tacit. In the woods, when Zhao Feng mysteriously "disappeared", only Lin Fan complained for him and questioned Huang Yun and the others.

Lin Fan didn't know that Zhao Feng's thought changed his future destiny.

...

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

Since the discovery of Chiyue Cave, Xiaoyuezong gradually calmed down.

This news spread to other sects and sects of the Thirteen Sect Alliance, and they were in contact with each other to discuss countermeasures.

These things have nothing to do with Zhao Feng.

After returning to the sect, he used his Yuan spar and donated points to buy some spiritual pill resources.

The first step is to improve the cultivation base.

After "Silver Wall Art" broke through the tenth floor, the progress was extremely slow, like a snail.

The eleventh floor is already the highest state of the "Silver Wall Art": it is a perfect one without melting into the furnace.

According to the description in the exercises, to reach the highest state, with physical strength alone, it can almost compete with the Three Heavens.

Therefore, the span between the tenth floor and the eleventh floor is not small.

Zhao Feng originally thought that he could achieve his goal by spending one or two hundred inferior crystals, but he ended up spending nearly a thousand inferior crystals, buying a lot of precious materials and elixir to assist in body refining. Achieve goals.

It took nearly half a month for Zhao Feng's "Silver Wall Art" to reach the peak of the tenth level, consuming nearly a thousand times the spar of Yuanyuan, and he would break through the last bottleneck.

The eleventh floor is still half a step away.

Zhao Feng sighed. He didn't expect that he had the power of bloodline to assist so many precious materials and spiritual pills, and the progress in body refining was still so slow.

In the Zongmen world, there are very few practitioners who mainly attack the body, which shows the difficulty of this way.

Furthermore, Zhao Feng overestimated the speed of advancement at the Transcendent Realm level.

In the seventh-level heaven, each promotion to one level is a small transformation of life level, which is not easy.

"I still have more than 22,000 Yuan Yuan spar in my hand. If I spend another 500 yuan, I should be able to succeed."

Zhao Feng analyzed and calculated in his heart.

The last time he performed the mission, he had indeed harvested a lot, but he still had to plan to use the Yuan spar in his hand.

Especially in the coming days, to face the "Trial of Floating Mountains", every minute and every second is extremely important.

If you buy the materials for alchemy yourself, you can save costs, but Zhao Feng's time is now precious and can't be wasted.

The Floating Mountain Trial is the real big opportunity, and he has no regrets wasting this bit of Primordial Crystal.

A few more days.

Zhao Feng's "Silver Wall Art" finally broke through the eleventh floor.

In order to achieve this goal, he spent a total of nearly 2,000 sub-grade Yuan spar, equivalent to twenty low-grade Yuan spar.

Of course, paying such a price, Zhao Feng's increase in strength is also extremely terrifying.

"It doesn't melt into the furnace, it's a perfect one."

Zhao Feng sat cross-legged, urging the Body Refinement Art, and a layer of silver crystals flashed all over his body, like a golden and bronze Buddha, exuding a heavy oppression like copper and iron.

Now, his physical strength is enough to compete with the more ordinary three-level transcendence.

In terms of defensive power, it is even more terrifying. Throwing him into the furnace can be intact in a short period of time.

At the same time as the improvement of body refining, Zhao Feng's internal strength has also been improved.

"Tianfengshen Jue" is an upper-level exercise, Zhao Feng has cultivated to the fourth level, and the highest level is the sixth level.

This set of mental methods, the higher the level, the more pure the true power.

Reaching the fourth level, the purity of true power can be compared with the fourth level of transcendence, but there is a gap in strength and quantity.

Zhao Feng's cultivation is only the second level of transcendence, and the purity of true power is comparable to the fourth level of transcendence, which is really unimaginable.

In the past month, both "Tianfengshen Jue" and "Silver Wall Jue" have been improving, and the slowest progress is "Wind Thunder Palm".

"Wind Thunder Palm" is divided into six layers.

Zhao Feng stayed at the third-layer Xiaocheng realm to "Inspire Thunder", and he was still half a step away from entering the fourth-layer "Thunder Masterpiece".

"Once you step into the fourth floor, the thunder can trigger an electric arc, making the opponent's body numb, not only powerful, but also able to control the opponent."

Zhao Feng yearned for this realm.

It's just that "Wind and Thunder Palm" starts from the fourth floor and turns from wind to thunder.

Zhao Feng has only just stepped into the threshold of understanding the power of thunder, and the progress is slow.

There is another reason. The "Wind Thunder Palm" is a little rough. While practicing, Zhao Feng simulated the exercise in the space of his left eye and perfected it very carefully.

Of course, his efforts will not be in vain. His "Wind and Thunder Palm" has reached the peak of the third layer. As long as the last layer of window paper is pierced, he can break through the fourth layer at any time.

Time is running out quickly, and seeing the trial of the floating hills, there is only one month left.

Zhao Feng felt that his body training, cultivation, and martial arts had all reached a bottleneck.

"The "Silver Wall Art" has been cultivated to the top. I don't know if the "Nine Turning Golden Wall Art" can be obtained."

Zhao Feng thought for a moment.

As far as he knew, the "Nine Revolutions Golden Wall Art" was a top-level exercise method, and it was extremely precious in the sect.

There are only dozens of sects in the entire sect of top-level exercises.

Zhao Feng still has nearly 50,000 contribution points in his hand, and choosing an ordinary-level intermediate-level exercise requires 5,000 points.

Regarding this matter, Zhao Feng decided to ask the Great Elder to inquire.

In name, the Great Elder is now his master.

However, since returning to the sect, this high-ranking master has not given any advice to Zhao Feng, or even asked him.

On weekdays, even if there is something wrong, the first elder will ask his senior brother "Yang Gan" to instruct Zhao Feng.

Today, the first elder was instructing disciple Yang Gan on his cultivation, and Zhao Feng's request for advice was quickly passed.

"You mean "Nine Turns Golden Wall Art"?"

The elder frowned slightly.

"Junior Brother Zhao, "Nine Revolutions Golden Wall Art" is a top-level exercise method at the ordinary level. You are too ambitious."

Yang Gan laughed and couldn't help shaking his head, his little junior brother was too impatient. The top-level martial arts, even his true disciple of the great elder, were not qualified to practice.