Chapter 1548 God of War's Welfare

Outside the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts.

In an hour's time, only the last hundred breaths are left.

Before, too many people who went in had already come out at this moment. Niu Dali, Crocodile Tie, Ma Qilin and others had already been waiting outside.

At this moment, the eyes of these people are all fixed on the cliff.

Ma Qilin said: "Not good, did Brother Niu forget the time?"

Crocodile Tie: "Or, Brother Niu discovered the opportunity here?"

At this moment, Niu Dali has found Lao Yang: "The Bull Demon King hasn't come out yet, could something be wrong?"

The old sheep shook his head slightly: "What could go wrong? At most, it's five years in it. Who needs these five years?"

Xiang Ton also said: "Of course he won't forget the time. However, he didn't choose to come out. Either he encountered something, or he wanted to spend five years to study some conjectures. Five years, in fact, is not long. "

These venerables were not very anxious about Han Fei not coming out.

In fact, after they became Zun, when they entered here, many people chose to stay there for five years. After all, those who can be honored are not bad in talent or anything, and they all think that they may become the darling of heaven. In case, I get a big chance or something... In this mere five years, I can make a lot of money!

...

When Han Fei woke up from the chaos, he felt as if he had experienced an epiphany.

It seems that I have countless combat experiences.

At this moment, all the dharmas I have learned are almost forgotten. However, they have become a kind of almost instinctive reaction.

However, Han Fei was not delighted by this realization. At this time, his face was quite dignified.

The last sentence God of War said seemed full of helplessness.

What would a dignified emperor feel so helpless in the face of? dark? Ominous? What are those things?

"Huh?"

Han Fei was stunned suddenly. He saw faint blue soul particles floating everywhere on the grassland.

"My mother..."

Suddenly, a bright smile filled Han Fei's face. Lord God of War, it seems that he has left nothing for himself. He actually produced a large number of ownerless souls on the grassland.

"etc……"

Han Fei keenly sensed something was wrong, and immediately shouted: "Fusion."

When the yin and yang eyes appeared, Han Fei looked at the world again, and saw that there seemed to be terrifying energy in the void. That feeling...is actually the air of chaos?

When Han Fei took a closer look, his complexion changed drastically, and he shouted angrily: "Old Yuan, stop it. If you dare to absorb a trace of chaos, don't blame me for falling out with you."

The old tortoise said leisurely: "It's reasonable, so much chaotic energy, you can't finish it."

Han Fei snorted coldly: "I can't finish it, it's mine too. Do you want to smoke it? Then wait until I finish it."

Han Fei secretly urged the demon refining pot to shake on the top of Old Wu's body.

Immediately, the old tortoise shouted: "Well, well, you suck, you suck..."

The old tortoise sighed quietly: "I really didn't expect that this emperor is still alive."

Han Fei sat cross-legged directly, splitting hundreds of soul fires out to absorb the wandering souls of the ownerless. Then, Han Fei smiled lightly: "He's in a higher state than you. You can live, why can't the emperor live?"

Old tortoise: "That's not the case! The battle of the gods has all fallen... unexpectedly, there are still people alive, then..."

Han Fei was puzzled: "Then what?"

The old tortoise shook his head: "It's nothing... By the way, in fact, these unowned souls and chaotic energy are not given to you by the God of War, but the unowned souls and chaotic energy contained in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts itself." .”

Han Fei was puzzled: "It is said that there are souls without a master here, I believe it. But where does so much pure energy come from here?"

As a spirit gatherer, Han Fei keenly discovered that there seemed to be more power of the great way contained in the aura here.

However, even though Han Feiming knew that these chaotic qi needed to be refined slowly by himself, and then absorbed. Even so, he was unwilling to use these chaotic energy to cheapen the old turtle.

The speed of devouring and assimilating the soul of the masterless was very fast. In less than a day, Han Fei swallowed nearly 30,000 souls of the masterless.

However, his soul power seems to have reached its limit.

However, when Han Fei looked at his personal information, he was stunned for a moment.

But in the eyes, the information emerged:

Host: Han Fei

Level: Level 83 (the peak of junior venerables)

Air of Chaos: 6 wisps

Spiritual power: 99999/99999 (the limit of Taoism)

Perception: 36,000 miles

Power: 4001 waves

First Spirit Vein: Unknown

Second Spirit Vein: Unknown

The first talent soul beast: twin yin and yang spirit swallowing fish [level 73]

The second talent soul beast: Emperor Sparrow [level 39]

Major skills: "Fishing in the Void", the sixth floor "Stealing Heaven" [Exalted Divine Grade]

...

When Han Fei saw this information, he was dumbfounded. After a long while, Han Fei realized that the power of the soul and the limit of power had been broken.

"Mars?"

Han Fei suddenly woke up!

When I woke up just now, I felt that I understood a lot of things inexplicably.

At this moment, when Han Fei looked back one by one again, he suddenly found that all he had learned in his life had reached the point of returning to the basics.

It's a wonderful feeling!

No need to think about it at all, Han Fei knew: How should every muscle in his body move? How to arrange every bit of aura? Breathing in and out, what should it look like...

Han Fei immediately drew out a wisp of his blood. At this time, he did not decompose the aura, but instead decomposed the blood.

Seeing this, the old turtle couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

Han Fei: "Old Yuan, I said that I feel that every drop of my blood seems to contain something similar to Dao Yun, do you believe it?"

The old turtle pondered for a long time: "That's not Dao Yun."

Han Fei's eyes lit up: "What is that?"

Old Turtle: "It's the talent of the bloodline. The things that can pass on the bloodline are usually a person who uses a certain power to the extreme. After using it to the extreme, these powers or spells will be reflected and stored in the bloodline. If there are children , then the heirs can get their inheritance, or it may be passed on from generation to generation... However, the requirements for forming a bloodline inheritance are very high, that is, you have reached the ultimate understanding of a certain kind of art. It can be said that this kind of art already requires It has to be part of your body."

Han Fei was puzzled: "It's like... the inheritance of combat skills from gifted spirit beasts or contracted spirit beasts?"

Old tortoise: "It's not the same. Those of them are racial inheritance, and they already have these in their blood. Of course, it is also because their first-generation ancestors have grasped some peak power, so that future generations can pass it on. If there are no powerful ancestors, it is also There is no strong racial heritage."

Han Feixin said: To put it esotericly, isn't it actually genetic code? It seems that what he has mastered has been compiled into his gene pool.

The old tortoise continued: "Humans are different. The human race is too large. Moreover, after endless years of circulation, there are too many mysterious inheritances in the blood. However, the possibility of the success of the inheritance is too small. In fact, it is precisely because With this kind of inheritance, some people can be talented, and some people can have outstanding spiritual veins. However, because the human race is too large, the inheritance is also different. Some powerful human beings often seek to create their own unique bloodlines In this way, your own bloodline is purified, and the bloodline also has the inheritance characteristic."

After listening to the old turtle's explanation, Han Fei said again: "What's the benefit of purifying the blood?"

The old turtle said: "It's hard to say the specific benefits. In short, some people who pursue the ultimate will constantly purify their own blood. In this way, not to mention the issue of inheritance, at least they can integrate everything they have learned and thought. In terms of combat power, it will also improve. In fact, the main benefit of doing so is to polish one's own foundation. As for inheritance, it is actually incidental..."

"Grinding the foundation?"

When Han Fei heard it, it turned out that polishing the foundation could still be done like this?

The old tortoise said: "I know you must have had an epiphany just now, otherwise, you would not have asked this kind of question. From the beginning of an ordinary person to the present, every stage you have experienced cannot be based on the most Break through in a perfect state. Even if you think it is perfect, there are still some flaws in it. So, that god of war probably reflects everything you have experienced into your soul, allowing you to master it and mend the past. your shortcomings, use this method to polish your foundation."

Han Fei narrowed his eyes: "So, there is a problem with my blood essence, and the blood has become more pure?"

The old tortoise hummed: "It's not pure enough. When you can completely digest the blood of the God of War, you can be truly pure."

Hearing the old turtle's explanation, Han Fei immediately understood: Why did the upper limit of the power of the soul soar to 99999 points?

It seems that God of War used his method to polish his foundation.

However, why has the power of the soul increased so much, but his own strength has only increased a little bit?

Han Fei looked at the words "Limit of Dao Heart", pondered for a while, and continued to ask, "Old Yuan, does Dao Heart have a limit?"

"certainly."

The old turtle said: "The Dao heart usually determines the growth space of a person, that is, the growth range of the Dao. A person whose Dao heart is not sound enough has a limit to his Dao heart. As long as he does not comprehend his true Dao , his Dao Heart will have a limit. No matter what, he cannot cross this limit."

At that time, Han Fei felt a "thump" in his heart.

Theoretically, if one knows the direction of the Dao and has a firm heart, then the power of the soul should be unlimited.

However, now I have a limit... It seems that unless I can comprehend the Dao!

After thinking about it for a while, Han Fei still grasped keenly: What does the old turtle say about the growth range of the avenue space? What does this mean?

Han Fei said: "Old Yuan, Dao, does it have a limit?"

The old turtle said: "You will know this question when you open up the sea. If I have to tell you now, I can only say that everyone has their own sea, called the original sea. The original sea is for you. Provide power, and the size of the original sea is the scope of your avenue... Such an explanation is useless. Because you have not reached that step, you will not understand it. "

Han Fei snorted in his nasal cavity: This is impossible! Now, my Dao Heart seems to have begun to limit my growth...

It seems that I really should study the so-called "Tao Xin".

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