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After Zhang Feng heard the wind, he didn't waste any more time to look at it with his eyes. Instead, he subconsciously pulled out the Tang knife to block in the blink of an eye. Also because of the hasty block, Tang Dao was also sent flying by Juli.

The low-quality flying sword was also broken into two pieces.

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Another flying sword followed closely behind.

Zhang Feng leaned back dangerously and bent over, and then drove the flying sword around his waist out of its sheath, and struck with the flying sword later, avoiding the sneak attack of the two.

"Kill!" The lean monk stepped forward, his palm covered with a ray of spiritual energy, and wanted to take off Zhang Feng's head before Zhang Feng recovered his strength!

At this time, Zhang Feng turned his head to look at the lean monk who was attacking, but suddenly he turned into a demon, and the blood and spiritual energy in his body were boiling. At the moment when he bent down before, he put his left hand on the ground to borrow strength, turned around, and moved another step After avoiding the lean man's grasp, he clenched his right fist covered with aura, and punched him in the chest!

Immediately there was a bang!The punch that carried ten thousand catties directly blasted the lean monk's aura barrier, and hit him on the chest again.

The lean monk's chest was sunken, his body flew more than two meters away, and fell to the ground, plowing a three to four meter long dirt ditch with a 'crash'.

'Cough cough' He coughed a few times, struggled in the pit for a few breaths, and then became completely silent.

When Zhang Feng killed him, he looked blood-red at another frightened black-faced monk.

Maybe they can really kill the rest of the Foundation Establishment cultivators, but it's a pity that they have excellent skills in hands and feet.

Coupled with the power of spiritual energy and monsters, he is completely unafraid of close combat within a radius.

The two of them chose the wrong person this time.

And now.

After the black-faced monk saw the death of his companion, he also understood that he had encountered an expert this time, so he didn't want to take revenge, but wanted to flee in a hurry.

With his strength in building foundations and activating the sect's secret technique, he can jump more than ten feet away, so it is impossible to say that he can really escape from here.

Seeing that this person was about to flee, Zhang Feng immediately circulated spiritual energy all over his body. With a sudden kick, the rock under his feet exploded, spanning a distance of twelve feet, and grabbed his shoulder.

With the blessing of ten thousand catties of strength, "Kacha" easily crushed his entire shoulder blade, and threw him backwards with a single throw.

He was in mid-air, and he could only turn sideways, and hit the big tree with a 'crash', his left arm snapped off from it, and fell to the ground.

Zhang Feng crossed over in one step and came to the black-faced monk who was about to struggle to get up. He stretched out his right hand and dropped the nearby Tang Dao out of thin air.

'Click' the flying sword also retracted to the waist.

"You two have good strategies, but it's a pity that you don't have enough cultivation skills."

"Excellent, spare me!" When the black-faced monk saw that he couldn't escape, he was so frightened that he didn't have the demeanor of a foundation-builder, and instead knelt down and begged for mercy.

"If the villain knows that it is the senior who came here, it will give the villain a hundred courage, and the villain will not dare. I beg the senior to show you your hand and let the villain go. The villain really did not expect that the senior came here."

"Yes, I didn't expect that either." Zhang Feng nodded approvingly, and suddenly Tang Dao slashed down his neck with a 'click'. He picked out the burden spirit stone in his arms with the tip of the knife,

"I thought you two were here to ask for help, but I never thought that you two were here to give money. It would be a pity if you let them go."

Chapter 77 On a whim

Leave from the forest.

Zhang Feng walked with his sword, holding the burdens of the two casual cultivators in his hand.

Check it out again.

Counting the one under the big tree, there are a total of 36 spirit stones, a bag of third-order cyan.

According to this amount, it is equivalent to 36 days of aura condensed from ghost capital fragments.

According to the speed of cultivation, as long as all the spirit stones are consumed, I will have an extra month of spiritual energy.

It seems that my original guess was correct.

In terms of this speed of cultivation, it is really like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger, and the gap with the players is far away.

But he also came into contact with the world of comprehension and masters of foundation building.

Zhang Feng now also understands that the reason why the law enforcement disciples in the sect protect themselves at all times is because there may be such robbers and casual cultivators on the road. '

Then use their methods and arrangements.

Fortunately, I have experienced a lot of fighting, and I am somewhat on guard in my heart, otherwise I really fell into their way.

but. The supernatural power of 'on a whim' has to be practiced as soon as possible.

After all, it was the proficient fighting experience just now, which allowed me to subconsciously block and then dodge.

But it is impossible for him to avoid every crisis successfully.

However, when practicing on a whim, you can perceive them in advance, or you can vaguely feel their strength.

For example, as soon as I fell down, I saw that their strength was building a foundation.

Then I will definitely feel that something is wrong with them, and then I will be on guard.

Later, when practicing on a whim, it is necessary to 'refine the soul'.

The elixir formula that I obtained before just met the requirements of this soul refinement.

Now that everything is ready, all he has to do is send the alchemy back, and then wait for the elders of the alchemy hall to give him a reward, such as giving himself a dozen pure elixir? '

Zhang Feng thought about it, and continued to drive towards the Zong with his sword.

The rest of the way was uneventful.

After another three days, Zhang Feng went back to Xuan Dao Sect smoothly.

Waited until the Zongmen.

Zhang Feng went directly to the alchemy hall and handed in the prescription, along with the letter from the disciple of the prescription.

And clearly told the elder that the prescription was the credit of that disciple.

It belongs to whomever it belongs to, and it is not greedy for credit.

For the next three days.

Maybe it's because I'm so honest, or maybe it's because I was vigorously cultivated by the sect.

Twenty pure spirit pills were sent to his cave by the elders.

There are also a lot of medicinal materials, including pure spirit pills, for Zongmen.

It's all because there are also alchemy recipes about refining souls in the sect.

Then everyone in the Alchemy Hall must cultivate these medicinal materials.

It's just that Zongmen's soul-refining elixir is one 'class' lower and one 'color' lower than the pure spirit elixir he obtained.

The one inside the sect only has 'Second Level, Blue'

I can borrow Daqian's rules and intuitively see which prescription is more advanced.

Subsequently.

Start to practice in retreat, to cultivate the innate golden elixir and whim.

Among them, Xiantian Golden Elixir is similar to Xiantian Gengu.

They are all based on opening up the meridians.

According to the written record.

Zhang Feng saw that Jin Dan wanted to get through the twelve regular channels, and then connect with the eight extraordinary channels to form a 'Great Circumference' cycle.

Also thought of here.

Zhang Feng felt that maybe it was because the secret method of the small Zhoutian of the "Taoist Master" was similar to the big Zhoutian of the "Senior Remnant Soul", so the legendary plot was triggered.

From this point of view, they are all legends, so there are similarities and connections, which is very reasonable.

It's a pity that the times are different, the world is different, and I am the only one who can combine the painstaking ideas of the two predecessors.

Among them, the "whim" of the remnant soul is the most important.

Because this supernatural power is no longer the cultivation of 'flesh and bone qualifications', but the cultivation of the illusory 'soul and mind'.

Zhang Feng thought in his heart, and when today's pulse incident fell, he began to recover his spiritual energy while taking a pure spirit pill to practice on a whim.

Immediately after taking the pill.

Zhang Feng felt that his mind was a little clear, as if he was tired all day on Friday and then woke up naturally after sleeping on Saturday.

At the same time, Zhang Feng sat cross-legged in the center of the cave, and then used the exercises on the kung fu to carefully swim through the nerves near the heart and brain with aura.

Just this moment.

Zhang closed his eyes to feel everything around him, as if he could clearly perceive everything around him without looking with his eyes.

At least ten times clearer than vague spiritual consciousness!

This is the effect of the Pure Spirit Pill, which can greatly improve the perception of the soul and the five senses of the human body for a period of time, and when it is weak, it can permanently improve the soul by a little.

Coupled with the unique practice method on a whim, you can open up the body's "new senses".

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The way to practice whim is to keep collecting pictures from the five senses, and then use the 'heart' to feel, forming a picture in the mind similar to the 'real scene seen with the eyes'.

And in the future, we must maintain the stability of this picture, and don't let it gradually disappear as the efficacy of the elixir fades.

Until the fusion of this nihilistic perception with the soul completely forms the 'sixth sense' and 'heart sense'.

When the sixth sense is maintained, it is a whim.

Zhang Feng lasted for about ten minutes, and this sensory image disappeared.

The rest is to practice tomorrow.

Because the pure spirit pill cannot be taken continuously, otherwise the brain will not be able to stand the stimulation of continuous and sudden increase in mental perception.

As for the foreseeable danger in a whim, it is also similar to the mental picture of the sixth sense.

When Zhang Feng thinks about it now, it should be like when he is working, going to school, or chatting with friends and family members, he suddenly has a very strange feeling, always feeling that this scene, this scene, has appeared in a dream.

Even if there are many explanations of "deja vu" and "instant vision" in the news, it is reasonable to prove that these premonitions do not exist.

But I just felt like I was dreaming.

In particular, the other party's next actions are still the same as what he saw in his dream, which is indeed a bit unimaginable.

And the sudden prediction is this kind of "hazy and unreal" dangerous prediction.

If the image is concrete, such as this kind of 'danger prediction'.

It's like walking down the street and seeing a mad dog running ahead.

That kind of feeling of twitching in the heart, and then frantically implying that it is going to bite itself and run away is the mentally foreseeing danger.

But on a whim, before I saw, heard, smelled, tasted, or touched, I suddenly had this kind of psychological "danger sensing", and I was able to more accurately lock on to a certain person or something.

This is the precognitive danger of whim.

What I have to do now is to cultivate the 'sixth sense', so that it really exists, and as my own passive, it will be opened forever.

Also over time.

Zhang Feng took a elixir every day, and practiced for ten days in retreat.

But on the morning of No.11.

Zhang Feng finished training his six senses and was about to rest for a while, but suddenly his heart moved and he opened the gate of the cave.

He took out some good tea, placed it on the platform at the edge of the mountain, and poured water, only two cups.

Later, pick up a glass and taste it quietly.

After waiting for a while, Senior Brother Feng who had brought him into the sect came from a distance and came down the mountain.

At the same time, he looked up at the cup of tea on the mountain tea table, and looked at Zhang Feng who seemed to be waiting here in surprise, and asked curiously,

"How did Zhang Daoyou know that I was coming today?"

Chapter 78 Moving around

"Senior Brother Feng is always waiting for me on weekdays, but today I will be waiting for Senior Brother Feng."

Zhang Feng looked at the curious Senior Brother Feng, and replied jokingly.