In the cave, looking at the stone doors of the four cultivation rooms, Ruan Yun was curious, but after hearing Chen Feng mention the great disaster, her expression was a little solemn.

"There are two things here. You can keep them first. I'm going back and prepare." Ruan Yun handed Chen Feng two small jade boxes, and then hurried outside the cave, as if she had suffered a great loss in the previous disaster and was bitten by a snake.

"There is nothing to be afraid of. Anyway, your immortal spirit foundation has been stripped out, and the great disaster spirit foundation has been solid. I believe that even if a great disaster comes, it will not have much impact on you, let alone me." Chen Feng had already guessed what was inside without opening the box.

Not long after Ruan Yun came in, Chen Feng had already felt that she had stripped away the aura changes of the immortal spirit foundation without deliberately covering it.

"Have you forgotten the impact of the storm during the Era? If you don't want to lose money and get hurt, I advise you to be more cautious." Ruan Yun didn't care about Chen Feng's Immortal Spirit Foundation, but just turned around and told him.

"Come on, it's better to kill more powerful people in the life and death realm of the major sects, otherwise this Lingxu realm will be too difficult to get through." Chen Feng sneered and muttered in a low voice, then he entered a cultivation room in the cave.

Compared to the thick restriction set by Chen Feng outside, the cultivation room he entered seemed extremely simple. Apart from an old fire furnace, there was only a stone futon.

"The disaster is coming, and it's just a little while. I can't do anything." Chen Feng looked like he was facing upwards with his life or death.

"Buzz~~~"

As the wilted bracelet shines, many items are quickly released.

"Boom! Boom~~~"

The lids of the two jade coffins were pushed apart by Chen Feng, revealing the body of the young sister-in-law Mingkong and Wu Qingqing who had been planted with a devastating soul.

The rich spiritual liquid breath evaporated. Unlike Mingkong's sister-in-law who was stuffed with Cang Shengzhi, Wu Qingqing's mouth was put into Chen Feng's Tianman Polygonum, and he took great pains to raise the bodies of the two women.

When joining the Qianji Sect, Qiao Xueqing helped Chen Feng to produce and plant the earthly monarch. The Polygonum sinensis that grew underground was quite huge. After being born to a certain extent, it even gathered in it, some species of Tianman Polygonum sinensis similar to human-shaped ones.

Before, Chen Feng didn't know what was a shriveled and shriveled thing. His thumb size was similar to a human figure. Later, he asked the ancient doll girl Youyou, and then he realized that the Tianman Pornographic Spirit was a rare and top-grade spiritual essence evolved through the cultivation of the Earthman Pornographic Spirit.

After opening the lid of Han Yu coffin, Chen Feng seemed quite satisfied with the vitality of Mingkong's sister-in-law and Wu Qingqing.

After planting the devastating soul, although the two women were almost unconscious, they finally retained the original vitality of the living beings.

As for the devastating soul planted in the sea of ​​consciousness of the two women, will it develop ignorant spiritual wisdom over time? Chen Feng didn't mind at all.

Not to mention that the soul-destroying soul produces consciousness, even the living person Chen Feng will be able to kill. At that time, just use the sealed foundation of the two women, and extract the soul-destroying soul and annihilate it. This is just a way to keep the two women alive.

Without moving the figures of the two women out of the care coffin, Chen Feng formed a spiritual gathering technique with his hands and imprinted it on the broken bodies of the two women. Soon, the spiritual liquid in the jade coffin was absorbed by the two women, avoiding unnecessary dissipation and consumption.

"Whether it works depends on the function of this thing." Chen Feng stared at the fist-sized life and death relics released by the Bordeaux Pearl.

Although Ruan Yun helped a lot to keep Mingkong's sister-in-law and Wu Qingqing's *****, she provided good things such as soul-destroying beads and health coffins, this was just the first step.

I'm afraid even Ruan Yun, who left at this time, would never have expected that Chen Feng would have to do the follow-up work on the bodies of the two women.

He took the black life and death relics the size of a fist into Chen Feng's right hand and first came to the jade coffin where Mingkong's sister-in-law was.

The black life and death relics are much larger than ordinary relics, filled with dense and shattered light.

But in Chen Feng's view, these shattered lights do not seem to come from the body of the relics, and they even make people feel the tendency of the relics to collapse.

"Buzz~~~"

As Chen Feng painted the life and death relics in his hand into the micro-carved ancient techniques, the relic of the fist-sized one soon vibrated.

"Cake~~~"

Let go of the relics of life and death and make it fall into Mingkong's sister-in-law's heart, which was severely injured and could not recover from her injuries. Chen Feng just pinched out a seal of the ancient techniques and yelled softly.

The vibrating relics soon resonated with Mingkong's sister-in-law's body.

Not long after, Mingkong's sister-in-law's broken heart began to reveal a trace of light and shadow of injury, penetrated into the fist-sized relics of life and death.

"It's true!"

Chen Feng's eyes lit up and he seemed a little excited.

Although the ancient tree stump's explanation of life and death relics was a bit vague, Chen Feng also had a little speculation.

After this month of thinking, Chen Feng finally planted the bodies of the devastating souls on the two women and began to take action.

Although Chen Feng is not sure about this life and death relic, he has confirmed that this black relic, the size of a fist has a miraculous effect on absorbing the power of injury through Mingkong's sister-in-law's body.

With less than half a stick of incense, it was not until Mingkong's sister-in-law was absorbed by the left and right chests of the wounds, and was difficult to be absorbed by the life and death relics, and turned into the tiny and shiny light in the relics. The sister-in-law's physical injuries finally began to grow granulation at a speed visible to the naked eye under the action of the spiritual energy in her body.

"It seems that when the monk has abundant spiritual energy in his body and can recover his injuries, some injuries are difficult to recover and are difficult to be cured. It is related to the power of these alien injuries. I am afraid that the stronger the cultivator's strength, the more the damage the wounded person left to the wounded person will be, the heavier the more difficult it will be to take off." Chen Feng murmured and smiled faintly.

Until Mingkong's sister-in-law's injuries on her chest were completely recovered. Chen Feng even groped into her chest.

It was confirmed that except for the broken and injured newly grown flesh, it was less fragile than before. Chen Feng then did the same thing and applied the martial body to Wu Qingqing's body.

Compared to Mingkong's sister-in-law's injuries, Wu Qingqing, who had been hunting for death and finally escaped to the periphery of the dark place, was much more broken and heavy.

Not preparing to let the two women who were planted with a devastating soul appear, Chen Feng was completely alone, secretly playing tricks in the training room. He didn't even think about mentioning the situation of the two women to Ruan Yun.

Although Chen Feng was not ready to use the body of Mingsheng Buddha of the sister-in-law Mingkong and Wu Qingqing's star body, he was prepared for it himself. In addition to his soul scattered, the two female cultivators had extremely great value in their immortal bodies and the strong cultivation foundation hidden in their bodies.

Take Wu Qingqing as an example. Chen Feng had already attached great importance to the Aurora Immortal Spirit Foundation before, let alone her body of the All-Elephant Stars, which had been initially integrated with the Aurora Immortal Spirit Foundation.

Even Chen Feng felt inferior to the Wandao Xingluo acupoints opened in Wu Qingqing's martial arts body and the strong foundation they accumulated.

Holding the two women's body with a terrifying foundation in their hands, Chen Feng could even have many choices in the future. Although it was different from the cultivation resources, the two women's body was an extremely huge hidden wealth.

It took Chen Feng a full day to show off his body of the two women in the training room, and injected some spiritual liquid into the health coffin again, and then pushed the lid on the coffin again. The seal on the cloth made the Han Yu coffin gradually shrink.

Seeing two jade coffins that were as big as a palm, Chen Feng couldn't help but show a wretched smile on his face, and he put them into the withered pearl first.

"Although I'm not as fast as I was alive, fortunately my body still has vitality. As long as I have good nourishment, I believe that their body and foundation can be greatly improved." Chen Feng smiled and looked at a small flying knife and a bamboo slip placed on the ground.

Without two health coffins taking up space, the space in the training room was freed up and it also seemed a little spacious.

The little flying knife and bamboo slips are all treasures that Chen Feng used the Zhenling Pearl to fall when he killed Luan Zikun.

It’s just that there have been ancient tree stumps before, and Chen Feng didn’t have time to deal with them.

Chen Feng remembered very clearly that when Luan Zikun used this flying knife, he could actually differentiate it into thirty-six substantial sword bodies, and its power was extremely powerful.

After picking up the heavy flying knife and urging Fan Gu's aura to sense it, Chen Feng couldn't help but shake his head.

"The ancient breath of the flying knife has been very faint, and it can only be regarded as an ordinary ancient treasure. If the power of the treasure is released a few more times, it will probably not be too far from the damage!" Chen Feng thought secretly in his heart, holding the heavy flying knife's left hand, which had released the mark of the ancient technique of returning to the source and lingering towards the surface of the flying knife.

Although the ancient treasure is good, after confronting the powerful sects, Chen Feng attaches more importance to the accumulation of his own strength. After receiving the help of the ancient source air mass, he even learned that the artifacts are based on the essence rather than the many.

Chen Feng did not continue to pay attention to the flying knife surrounded by the return mark and suspended in the training room, but instead focused on the bamboo slips.

Although he did not investigate carefully, Chen Feng could also feel the ancient meaning revealed by the jade-like bamboo slips.

Especially the narrow bamboo pieces that were like small swords, which even wrote mysterious and unpredictable ancient texts, which made Chen Feng feel insidious.

Looking at the ancient texts on the bamboo slips, even though Chen Feng tried hard to memorize them, he suddenly felt dim after turning his head and recalling them a little, and the memories of the ancient texts on the bamboo slips in his mind were already hidden.

Although the fairy woman who had plane transactions with Chen Feng before said that some extraordinary ancient Chinese texts were difficult to memorize and engrave, this was the first time he had experienced this situation.

Even though Chen Feng did not notice such obvious abnormality when facing the Ancient Classics on the second level of the Ancient Classic Pavilion and the Return Source Technique that Luan Zikun had in his body.

Chen Feng, who held a bamboo slip in his hand, sat cross-legged on the stone cushion, and tried to use the sealing techniques to write down to the ground according to the mysterious and unpredictable ancient text on the bamboo slip. However, before he could write a few words, he began to disappear inexplicably.

The mysterious and unpredictable ancient texts seem to be able to exist on bamboo slips and cannot appear in other places in the world.

"It's really amazing!"

Chen Feng did not use the Zhenyu Ancient Art to investigate the ancient treasures of the previous flying swords. Instead, he properly rolled up the bamboo slips and wrapped them tightly with puppet silk. He could no longer feel the ancient aura emitted by the bamboo slips and then gave up.

Even though the ancient tree stump had told Chen Feng before that the marks of the Ancient Art and the Return to the Source were not the true form of the Ancient Art that was born from the realm of the universe's origin, but just a faint engraving. However, through the unknown jade bamboo slips, he truly realized the difference.

"Although it is a pirated product engraved by a powerful monk, in time, the two seals may not be able to produce changes. Even now, it is of great value." Chen Feng put away the extraordinary bamboo slips wrapped in puppet silk and murmured softly.

He noticed the unusualness of the bamboo slips. Chen Feng did not rush to investigate, but sealed it first. When he had the strength and confidence in the future, it would not be too late to move.

In Chen Feng's opinion, the current world is not optimistic. Before the disaster comes, we should try our best to avoid unexpected situations.

Chen Feng is somewhat cautious about the bamboo simplified body itself and the uncertainty of the mysterious and unpredictable ancient texts.

"If I hadn't killed the middle-aged scholar of the Miao Sect, the situation at the moment would have been much better." Chen Feng opened the small black mud jar and looked at the densely packed corpse worms in the grave, and couldn't help but express his emotion.

He opened a small storage bag and released some less important objects. He poured a small pile of them into the training room, and Chen Feng's thoughts were slightly moved. The dense grave-gathering corpse insects in the small jar of black mud were hidden in the heads of the imprints he planted, and flew out of the small jar.

"Wow! Waw! Waw~~~"

When the tomb-gathering corpse worms fell on a pile of objects, they soon began to chew, making a harsh sound that made the scalp numb.

Although the small black mud jar that can be held with your palms is not big, there are tens of thousands of tomb-gathering corpse worms. As the corpse worms float, the entire cultivation room seemed to be filled with insect clouds.

The corpse worms gathered in the grave were like little beetles. In the process of buzzing and flying, the carapace gave people an extremely indestructible feeling.

Under the control of Chen Feng's hand-pinning deworming techniques, the crowds of corpses gathering in the grave did not bite other ancient treasures in the training room randomly, but instead focused on attacking a small pile of objects he poured out.

Within less than half a cup of tea, a small pile of objects was eaten up. Looking at the color of the tomb-gathering corpse worms, it had changed from the original black armor to the dark red. Although Chen Feng was so sad that he raised the tomb-gathering corpse worms, he showed a dark smile on his face.

There are corpses gathering in the wilted bracelets, and only the ancient tree stumps know about it.

Although Qiao Xueqing and his girls had seen Chen Feng control such strange insects before, no one had ever seen him raise them.

Although each of the grave-gathering corpse worms only had the breath of a second-level demon worm, it could not withstand the large number and could not eat anything. If Chen Feng released this, it would immediately cause a considerable disaster to the environment.

The old man who drove the tomb corpse worms almost slaughtered Cangbi City, which shows how terrible this strange insect is.

"Back!"

Chen Feng held the black mud jar with one hand and yelled softly with the deworming technique with the other hand. The black cloud-like insect swarm soon entered the black mud jar with one stone.

Until the buzzing sound in the training room disappeared and the smelly corpse gas was also brought into the small black mud jar by the insects, Chen Feng then pressed the lid of the mud jar.

Chen Feng didn't recognize the material of this small black mud jar. Before, this small jar was used to hold the black sand of melting corpses. Later, through the mark of the ancient artifact of Returning to the Yuan Zhenyu, he refined the corpses of the corpses and the remains obtained from a battle between Mu Yu Forest, but the small jar was preserved.
To be continued...