The Ji Family Holy Land.
It is a place that members of the Ji family can only enter at critical moments.
The eternal white snow and the cold wind swirling in the sky sing the loneliness of the strong man embarking on the road to enlightenment.
In such a cold night, Luo Feng's emotions were also brought into it, and an inexplicable sadness emerged in his heart.
Sitting cross-legged, Luo Feng looked up at the runic laws surging in the sky.
"Is this the rune law planted by the ancestor of the Ji family back then?"
It is said that the ancestor of the Ji family used his own insights to break through the mysterious realm and integrated it into the rune laws. The purpose was to help the descendants of Liuyoudong to use his insights to break through the mysterious realm.
Although Luo Feng's current cultivation level is in the Siyou Cave, as a man and nature, he is naturally very sensitive to perception. Naturally, he is also very strong when he perceives the hint of the mysterious realm planted by the ancestor of the Ji family.
White snow fell on the top of the bloodline, and Luo Feng reached out to catch it.
This scene was full of Taoist secrets. Luo Feng sighed, "What kind of existence is the ancestor of the Ji family, who can arrange his profound realm insights here so easily? Even after thousands of years, his mysterious realm charm has not faded. "
"What a powerful Xuanjing expert this must be!"
Looking into the distance, the snow-capped mountains are swallowed up by the night, like a white cloth with ink splashed on it.
There, Luo Feng seemed to see at the end of the storm, a tall and tall man in white, holding a sword, walking at the forefront of martial arts.
He seems to be guiding future generations, fighting for the new blood of martial arts.
The golden star in Luo Feng's body flashed in unison.
That is the mysterious realm seed of the old Heavenly Master.
Luo Feng secretly clenched his fists, becoming even more obsessed with breaking through the Six Nether Cave.
"Old Heavenly Master, more than six years have passed since you and I parted ways. Time really flies by."
Lowering his head, Luo Feng felt a little warmth emanating from the golden seed, which was a certain emotion caused by the mysterious realm of the ancestor of the Ji family.
Mastering the Divine Mind Dayan Jue is not something that can be accomplished in a day.
Luo Feng knew this very well.
Simply wanting to read all the contents of Dayan Jue with huge mental power would take more time than Luo Feng imagined.
Time is passing, and it took Luo Feng a full month to read the first article.
The content was beyond Luo Feng's surprise.
The first chapter is about "The power of the spirit takes form!"
Use the power of the huge spirit to transform into a real form and realize the technique of controlling foreign objects.
This is a small success.
In the next period of time, Luo Feng began to take on the task of mastering the power of the first spirit to take form, practicing according to the way of the ancestors of the Ji family.
It's hard, it's really hard.
The amount of spiritual power required to take form was beyond Luo Feng's imagination.
When it reaches a certain level, the huge spiritual power will overflow, and control of external objects can be achieved.
Another month has passed.
Luo Feng has made rapid progress. According to the methods of the ancestor of the Ji family, his spiritual power has reached nearly twice what it was before.
In this state, his divine advancement can definitely be maintained for more than twenty minutes. If he uses his bloodline to activate the White Tiger, he can definitely activate it twice.
but! not enough...
This is still far from the expectations of the ancestors of the Ji family.
Cultivation is lonely, especially when living under the influence of the ancestor of the Ji family's profound realm enlightenment. The loneliness is swallowing up Luo Feng's reason all the time.
Another two months have passed...
It has been more than four months since Luo Feng entered the mountain.
May 19th, today is Luo Feng’s birthday and the day he turns twenty-five.
This is a day worth celebrating.
Because just last night, he felt that he had reached the peak of Siyou Cave.
He ignored the pleasure brought by his progress in cultivation, because he was soon enveloped in that feeling of loneliness again.
The cold and biting snow enveloped him. Sitting cross-legged on the cliff, he closed his eyes tightly and transformed into a snowman.
The white snow around him surrounded him, rotating counterclockwise with the sea of air.
But it was not the manipulation of Qi, but the power of Luo Feng's spirit that finally had initial results after four months of polishing.
If the ancestor of the Ji family knew that Luo Feng only spent four months, he would be surprised at how evil his descendants are.
You know, even if he released his spiritual power back then, it took him three years.
This is not Luo Feng's talent that crushes the ancestors of the Ji family, but one of the talents that unites nature and man.
"Inner Evolution!"
Internal evolution can greatly improve Luo Feng's concentration. In that state, time slows down.
"Isn't it enough?" Luo Feng slowly opened his eyes and watched as the spiritual power controlled the white snow swirling around him. There was no pride in this space.
He closed his eyes again.
Another month has passed.
At this time, Luo Feng's mental power was able to control heavy objects.
Luo Feng sacrificed the black dagger, released it with spiritual power, and attached it to his body.
The dagger shook violently and turned into a black afterimage across the void.
The void that passed through actually left a trace of black, showing how sharp the dagger was.
Seeing this destructive power, Luo Feng raised the corner of his mouth.
At this time, his spiritual power was six times stronger than before.
This is a terrifying level, but it is the result that Luo Feng deserves after spending half a year and countless lonely nights.
Strike while the iron is hot.
Luo Feng continued to look down.
Now that his spiritual power has increased to six times, it is naturally much easier to read the imprinted words left by the ancestors of the Ji family.
This time, it only took Luo Feng less than a week to remember it all deeply in his mind.
The second chapter of Shen Nian Dayan Jue "Spiritual Transformation Tool."
At this level, Luo Feng's spiritual power can directly attack the opponent's spiritual world with powerful means.
The word "direct" is a very overbearing word!
You must know that even in the Shura realm, this peak talent that relies on murderous aura also has defensive methods.
As long as the opponent has a strong bloodline, releasing the bloodline aura can offset or even crush them.
Or the other party can also release the Shura Domain.
But the spiritualizer is different.
It was an invisible, breathless and strange method.
At this level, even if the opponent is a strong person at the ninth level of the Mysterious Realm, it can cause turmoil in his spiritual world.
Spring goes and autumn comes, the four seasons change.
Luo Feng's clothes had turned into ashes under the wind and frost day and night.
He was naked on the mountain tops of heaven and earth, enduring the baptism of wind and frost.
Now he is gradually getting used to that loneliness, and even feels a hint of the charm of the mysterious realm.
That charm seems to be affecting the golden stars under Luo Feng's Qi Sea, causing some mysterious fluctuations.
Luo Feng didn't care about the unfamiliar fluctuation.
His attention remained on the Mentalizer.
Luo Feng had already forgotten how long he had been in seclusion here. Luo Feng only knew that on the stone wall behind him, there were countless positive characters carved with his fingers.
Late one night, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the depths of Luo Feng's mind, like some kind of revelation, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
Suddenly, the dead mountains and rivers began to shake violently.
Snow was flying all over the sky, and the towering trees slowly stood up as Luo Feng stood up and headed towards the void.
In the midst of familiarity, ruins appeared thousands of meters high in the sky.
Luo Feng's eyes surged with powerful spiritual power.
Luo Feng finally mastered the second chapter of Dayan Jue, "Spiritual Transformation Tool".
Now Luo Feng's mental strength is fifteen times what it was before he first entered the mountain.
Luo Feng didn’t read the third chapter again.
Because in the third chapter, at the end of the second chapter of Luo Feng’s observation, the ancestor of the Ji family reminded that future generations cannot learn from the third chapter until they have reached the mysterious realm.
After all, the name alone in the third chapter persuaded Luo Feng to quit.
"The spirit is eternal!"
Although he didn't say the reason, Luo Feng had unconditional trust in the ancestor of the Ji family.
"Is this the place where my mother spent countless nights in retreat?"
This was the first time Luo Feng had carefully observed this area.
Ji Ziming, who is known as the first goddess in the Northern Territory, is the most powerful person in the new era of the Ji family wearing a white dress and her bare feet hanging in the air. She is a god in the hearts of many people.
But after staying here for more than a year, Luo Feng knew very well that Ji Ziming was lonely in the eyes of the world.
"I only stayed for a little over a year, but she stayed for more than 20 years. Mom, how did you survive?"
"If the road to the mysterious realm is to experience such eternal loneliness, why do so many people keep going."
There are only a few snowy mountains, and the cold wind howls.
Luo Feng looked at the starry sky in the wind.
“What’s the point of life if you don’t have happiness, strength, and a long life?”
At this moment, suddenly outside the mountain, a gentle sigh from a woman came.
"Wudao, congratulations, you succeeded."
Luo Feng was stunned, "Old...Mom?"
"it's me."
"Where are you?" Luo Feng's pale face was replaced by flushing. He flew up over the snow-capped mountains and looked left and right in the void, unable to conceal his excitement, "Have you been looking at me?"
The thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and the tone contained a hint of sadness and expectation.
"I've been here for so long. I don't know if it's my ancestor's mysterious charm. I feel like a thousand years have passed and everyone seems to have forgotten me."
"Mom, are you really here?"
Ji Ziming's voice disappeared, as if it had never appeared again, and Luo Feng became anxious.
"Could it be...that I was hallucinating?"
Luo Feng's eyes dimmed as he missed his mother.
After all, after staying here for a long time, has the expectation in my heart created an illusion in the lonely and stressful environment?
In an instant, popsicles streaked across the night sky, and the sky filled the sky like fireworks. The cold wind brought the warm voice that Luo Feng longed for most, blowing Luo Feng's messy black hair, and his eyes became bright again, like stars.
"It's not a hallucination, I'm with you, Wudao."
