Yang Feng said: "My spiritual consciousness has been used all the time. There is a breath here. After your spiritual consciousness is extended to a certain level, it will actively nourish it, which means that you can continue to cultivate your spiritual consciousness here."

Not long after this, Yang Feng felt that his spiritual sense had become much stronger.

If you keep practicing here, your spiritual consciousness will definitely be very powerful.

This can prevent the extension of the spiritual consciousness, but if you can extend your spiritual consciousness to a further place, you can increase the spiritual consciousness.

Meng Xiu immediately learned from Yang Feng and extended his spiritual sense.

Sure enough, Meng Xiu felt a breath that moistened his spiritual consciousness.

Yang Feng said: "This kind of Chinese Valentine's Day that nourishes the spiritual consciousness has a hint of murderous intent. This should be the one who specializes in practicing spiritual consciousness. You can also cultivate your own spiritual consciousness. When my spiritual consciousness extends to a longer distance, then find out if there is any other direction."

Hearing Yang Feng's words, Meng Xiu began to extend his spiritual consciousness.

Meng Xiu is a person who has seen the world and she is very aware of the benefits of powerful spiritual consciousness.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yang Feng suddenly felt an invisible barrier.

At this moment, Yang Feng's spiritual consciousness broke through this barrier and extended to a brand new world.

A platform appeared in Yang Feng's spiritual consciousness, which made him immediately happy.

Yang Feng immediately said: "I found a place, let's go there immediately!"

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he didn't wait for Meng Xiu to answer, and directly slapped a flying sword and flew towards the blue brick platform he had just discovered.

A powerful murderous intent suction came, almost pulling Yang Feng and the flying sword into the deep valley.

Fortunately, Yang Feng's spiritual consciousness has improved more than one level compared to before.

With the superposition of true energy and spiritual consciousness, the flying sword quickly got rid of this powerful suction force and left in an instant.

Yang Feng stood on the new blue brick platform, and the binding power of the spiritual consciousness came again. Yang Feng became more and more sure that this was the place to condense the spiritual consciousness.

Three days passed, and Yang Feng had experienced many blue bricks. He must have more than doubled his spiritual consciousness once he left this place.

His spiritual sense is already strong, so how about double it?

Yang Feng suddenly looked forward to this gloomy murderous intent ravine everywhere. The strong spiritual sense means strong strength, and what he needs most now is strength.

When Yang Feng fell on a blue square brick again, another sword mark came over him.

Yang Feng has become accustomed to this kind of sword scar killing intent. He has experienced this kind of sword scar killing intent in so many days, and has been slightly injured after being swept.

But Yang Feng soon realized the difference. This sword scar killing intention was completely different from the one he had seen before. This sword scar did not go over because of his dodging, but directly locked him.

Yang Feng clearly avoided the sword mark and murderous intent, but the murderous intent casually turned around and brushed through Yang Feng's waist, leaving a very shallow wound.

Yang Feng's true energy was in a state of circulating. The wound suddenly broke open, and the blood that had already flowed rapidly sputtered out instantly.

Yang Feng seemed to have no idea that he was injured, and he was still standing on the blue bricks blankly, as if he had thought of an extremely important thing.

Meng Xiu, behind Yang Feng, quickly stopped Yang Feng's wound from bleeding, took out a spiritual herb and bit it and sprinkled it on his wound.

"I see!"

Yang Feng murmured as if he suddenly realized his mind.

"What do you understand?" Meng Xiu asked subconsciously.

Yang Feng laughed and said, "The murderous intent can also be controlled. As long as your spiritual consciousness is powerful enough and flexible enough, it turns out that in addition to the spiritual attack, there are also such benefits."

Once the murderous intent in the sword in the three styles of the angry sword he chopped out can be controlled by him, even if he faces opponents who are more powerful than him, he will have room for maneuver.

If he could really do this, his strength would not only double? That would be a few times increase.

"I know one more thing!"

Yang Feng suddenly remembered the golden seal of the Peacock Kingdom. He already knew how to refine the golden seal.

The restriction of the golden seal is indeed amazing. A cultivator with a poor cultivation level cannot think of refining it at all. But once he refines the golden seal through the murderous intent of the sword he has realized, can he succeed?

"What's the matter?" Meng Xiu asked again.

Yang Feng did not answer her this time, but just smiled and said, "We can go out!"

After comprehension control of murderous intent here, he can fly on this deep valley at will. The sword marks that will come out anytime and anywhere have lost their effect on him.

Meng Xiu indeed found that Yang Feng's speed had accelerated a lot, and in a short time, Yang Feng landed on the ground.

When Meng Xiu looked back, he found that the blue bricks, the gloomy deep valleys, and the sword marks that could sweep over at any time and anywhere, all disappeared without a trace.

They stood in the ground, and although the spiritual energy around them was good, they were far less than the feeling when they just entered the stone gate.

"We're out?" Meng Xiu couldn't help but shouted in surprise.

Yang Feng put down Meng Xiu and said, "If I had no guesses, this is the real ruins of the ancient cave. You can tell if you look..."

Meng Xiu had seen it without Yang Feng's words.

There is a small spiritual herb garden in front of me, and there is a small house built with unknown wood in front of the spiritual herb garden.

"I saw a seventh-level spiritual herb..." Meng Xiu shouted in surprise.

Yang Feng sighed and said, "Not only are there level 7 spiritual herbs, but also level 7 and above. Unfortunately, they are all dead..."

Meng Xiu then realized that the level 7 spirit herb she had just seen had withered. She ran to the level 7 spirit herb a few steps, but found that this level 7 Yang Feng had no spiritual power.

"What's going on?" Meng Xiu subconsciously turned around and asked.

Yang Feng said a pity: "Because there is insufficient spiritual energy here, all spiritual energy is absorbed by spiritual herbs. High-level spiritual herbs need more spiritual energy, especially when it has just withered and re-germinated. I don't know how many years have passed here, and the spiritual herbs have also withered season after season. Finally, the spiritual energy is getting thinner and thinner. After some high-level spiritual herbs withered, they can no longer sprout and rebirth. If we come over for a while, even the level six spiritual herbs will be gone."

Meng Xiu also sighed. Although some spiritual herbs can grow for countless thousands of years in the Tianxuan Continent, they are in a specific environment.

Moreover, there are no other spiritual herbs around. If there are tens of thousands of years of spiritual herbs growing and tens of thousands of years of spiritual herbs around, then this place is definitely a place of spiritual corpus.

"We should be the first to come here to enter this ancient ruin."

Yang Feng looked at the surroundings and said with a little complacent attitude.

They finally came in and ended up being the first to reach the real cave.

Meng Xiu said happily: "Senior brother, let's go and collect spiritual herbs quickly."

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "Since it's a cave, there must be good things. Let's go to that wooden house first, and then collect spiritual herbs."

...

Meng Xiu followed Yang Feng into the wooden house. The wooden house was very empty, but there was a wooden table in the middle of the wooden house.

There are two rings on the wooden table, and nothing else is there.

"These are two space rings..." Meng Xiu said in surprise.

In addition to some core brothers of the sect, the space ring is so tempting for casual cultivators like Yang Feng and Meng Xiu.

Yang Feng's spiritual sense also swept the two rings, which were indeed two space rings.

Meng Xiu did not reach out to get it, she looked at Yang Feng.

For her, Yang Feng is the mainstay here.

Yang Feng stared at the two space rings and suddenly felt a little awkward.

Moreover, one of the space rings gave him a bit familiar, and it was hard to explain this familiarity clearly.

After watching for a long time, Yang Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed one of the space rings.

A faint hidden breath directly penetrated into Yang Feng's purple palace, and Yang Feng felt it immediately.

His meridians have been reshaped, and no matter how faint his breath is, he will not deceive his senses.

This breath is not a good thing. Yang Feng subconsciously lets the angry Buddhist beads swallow this breath.

In fact, before Yang Feng's instructions were made, the Angry Buddhist Bead was already eager to try. The Angry Buddhist Bead seemed to feel that the smell was very good.

Now that Yang Feng's instructions were given, the angry Buddhist beads suddenly rolled out a hot breath from the purple mansion and swallowed the hidden breath.

The obscure aura seemed to be burned by fire, and escaped from Yang Feng's purple mansion like electric fire.

Even at this speed, 99% of the time was still swept away by the angry Buddhist beads.

"You actually have this terrible fire. Who are you..."

A hoarse and frightened voice suddenly sounded, and a faint hideous figure appeared in the middle of the wooden house.

"This is the soul, I just took over the body..."

Meng Xiu's face suddenly became colorless, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Her low cultivation does not mean that she does not understand what it means to take over a body.

I just took over the body, but I don’t know why, so this kind of body capture was not successful.

Yang Feng was extremely calm. The soul was about to rush into his purple mansion and hide, and then he took over the body on time. However, he did not expect that the soul was discovered by him as soon as he entered his purple mansion.

At this time, this soul had been swallowed by the angry Buddhist beads of ninety percent. He could kill the soul that had begun to dissipate at will, so he was not in a hurry, but just asked slowly, "You just wanted to take my house?"

"What are you? I can look down on you by taking your body. It is your fortune to let me take it away."

Although this soul is extremely weak, he speaks extremely arrogantly.

Yang Feng pointed to another ring on the table and asked coldly, "Where is the owner of this ring?"

He already knew who this ring belonged to, and the breath of the ring was exactly the same as the aura of the mirror he got.

In other words, this ring is the same as the owner of the mirror.

Since the ring is here, where did the owner go? The faint soul in front of him is the most suspected.

"Haha, this bitch was raped and then killed by me..."

While the soul was still screaming arrogantly, Yang Feng threw a ball of flame over without hesitation.
Chapter completed!