Seven days and seven nights passed, with Chu Feng as the center, all kinds of rare spiritual roots and immortal grasses around him turned into a large piece of meaningless dust.
This situation occurs because the Eternal Creation Pill, which can allow people to advance to the realm of Daluo Jinxian, requires a large amount of immortal energy to assist during the refining process.
The three women, who had retreated several hundred meters away, desperately used their magic power to resist the deprivation of power from Chu Feng.
"If the temple owner continues like this, the entire Immortal Peak will suffer."
Hu Erniang looked anxious. She had worked hard to build everything here, and she didn't want to destroy it just like that.
"The Taoist master's cultivation is much higher than before, and we can't stop him at all."
Ah Qing said sadly.
Cherishing the blessing, I wanted to say something, but my seductive lips moved but I didn't speak.
Suddenly, Chu Feng, who was wearing tattered Taoist robes and long hair disheveled, emitted a strong and dazzling treasure light, and then rose into the sky like a small sun, disappearing into the rift in time and space that suddenly appeared.
The Legend of White Snake, A Chinese Ghost Story, Journey to the West, The Romance of the Gods, Chu Feng's erratic figure appears in one world after another, but not for long.
When the powerful men of these worlds discovered it, the land that was rich in immortal energy and spiritual energy for hundreds of millions of miles turned into a barren land where no immortals or cultivators were willing to stay.
More than a month later, on the Immortal Peak in the modern world, Chu Feng, with his skin better than snow, aloof temperament, and divine eyes, stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the entire world.
The Endless Creation Pill has been refined, and he has finally transformed from a Golden Immortal into a Daluo Golden Immortal.
To be honest, there is no difference between the two except for their higher mana and deeper understanding of the rules of heaven.
In the past few days since he came back, he deliberately read through the classics in "Three Thousand Taoisms" and found that his Daluo Jinxian was different from the prehistoric one, more like a simple promotion. According to system analysis, it is related to the promotion of promotion by taking the elixir from the Great World of Heaven.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Chu Feng put away his thoughts and looked at the world again with a critical eye, and found that the world filled with spiritual energy in his memory had returned to its former appearance. There are no green mountains and green waters, no flying swords.
After a pause, Chu Feng scanned the entire world with his spiritual consciousness and discovered that developed countries, including China, use nuclear power, solar power and hydropower, and the environment is not bad.
When I left this world, Africa and West Asia, with blue skies and white clouds, turned into a land of factories, the sky was gray, and the environment was extremely bad.
"I don't want Africa to become the world's factory in a few hundred years."
Chu Feng sighed in his heart.
"Master Guan, the three of us took the initiative without authorization and set up multiple spirit gathering formations to collect all the spiritual energy and fairy energy that had flowed out."
Dressed in white, the elegant and majestic Tiger Erniang has a gentle and submissive expression on her beautiful face.
Chu Feng looked back at Hu Erniang, his mind full of memories. This once ordinary tiger spirit has experienced a series of things and has completely escaped from the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a beautiful spirit. .
"Viewer"
Tiger Erniang couldn't bear Chu Feng's scrutinizing eyes, so she leaned her neck forward and her beautiful eyebrows drooped slightly.
Chu Feng looked away, scanned the Taoist temple, sighed, and disappeared.
Swish, two figures appeared, and seeing only Hu Erniang, they both looked annoyed.
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The long canyon, the rapidly rushing river, the green rock wall grass, the blue sky, and the flying eagle form a natural and atmospheric picture of another world.
Jin Shaorong and his entourage, the old man in gray robe, stood quietly on the cliff.
The weather was hot, and in less than half a day, the water vapor that evaporated from the canyon turned the two people's clothes damp and sticky.
"Young Master, it seems that Zhao Gongming will not come back. The Master has sent a message asking you to go back."
The old man in gray robe said respectfully.
"hold on"
Jin Shaorong looked unwillingly at the place where Chu Feng disappeared in the distance. As the young master of a great sect, he had seen countless magical powers. No matter how magical the magic is, there are more or less traces to follow, but this time he didn't see any tricks at all. Whether it was for the Endless Creation Pill or to figure out this magic, he had to wait for Chu Feng honestly. Show up.
Time is the most cruel thing in the world, and it does not depend on anyone's will, not even Daluo Jinxian. As the sun rises and sets, Jin Shaorong and the old man in gray robe stand like sculptures.
Once again, night fell, the wind blew strongly, and the two of them stood in silence, expressionless.
It seemed like another boring night.
Suddenly, a crack opened in the sky, and a Taoist priest came out.
Jin Shaorong looked up, his cloudy eyes bursting with light. After waiting for more than a month, damn Zhao Gongming finally appeared.
"The poor Taoist Zhao Gongming, the guardian of the left side of the Changsheng Taoist sect, and a disciple of Chu Daozu, set up a monument to commemorate the killing of Jin Shaorong and his followers today."
Chu Feng flicked his sleeve and threw a palm-sized ball, which quickly grew in size in the air. The small mountain-like stone tablet fell to the ground with the sound of breaking wind, making a loud sound.
When Jin Shaorong saw the words on the stone tablet, a ridiculous smile appeared on his serious face, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"Zhao Gongming, even if you are promoted to Da Luo Jinxian, you are still at the junior level. Uncle Fu was already at the peak of Da Luo Jinxian three thousand years ago."
The old man in gray robe, known as Uncle Fu, heard something else from Chu Feng's words.
"You said your master is Chu Daozu. Who is Chu Daozu? What qualifications do you have to call yourself Daozu?"
Jin Shaorong sneered and said mockingly: "There is no monk above Daluo Jinxian that I don't know. This Chu Daozu must be a young man who boasts about his arrogance."
Chu Feng shook his head and looked at Jin Shaorong seriously, "My master has surpassed Daluo Jinxian forty thousand years ago. How do you, a young boy who is only a few hundred years old, have the right to know him?"
Forty thousand years ago?
Jin Shaorong and the gray-robed old man were shocked. If it was true, they would not know this Chu Daozu.
"My master is a genius. He has already reached the level of Golden Immortal before he was a hundred years old. When he was five hundred years old, he was directly promoted to Daluo Jinxian without relying on any elixirs and was known as the Immortal King of Immortality."
Chu Feng said seriously.
Immortal King? I seem to have heard this name somewhere. Jin Shaorong thought for a while. He was dumbfounded. There were no fewer than five immortal kings in the world.
"I have already said what needs to be said, so you should suffer death!"
Chu Feng stretched out his hand and tapped the old man in gray robe who was waiting in formation. There was no mana fluctuation. The old man in gray robe screamed and succumbed.
"how so?"
The old man in gray robe couldn't believe his change. It was clear that the other party just pointed at him casually, why was he finished?
"The soul is scattered, the body collapses"
Chu Feng waved his hand, and the gray-robed old man turned into a pile of dry minced meat, and his soul was extinguished in an instant.
