Seven out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory, and you can talk to others!
Although Feng Feiyun sympathized with Murong Tuo's experience, he did not have much psychological fluctuations. After all, everyone has something they can't bear to look back on.
Murong Tuo's bright eyes stared at the world spirit stone on Feng Feiyun's waist. Just now Feng Feiyun wanted to take out the "Eight Techniques Scroll", but he took half of it and put it back again. Neither escaped his eyes.
Handed a fragrant grilled fish to Feng Feiyun. The fish was tender and plump, not burnt or raw, with a fragrance of bamboo leaves. Although Feng Feiyun was used to eating delicious food from mountains and seas, he felt that those delicacies were nothing more than mere delicacies. It's just rough food, it can't be compared with the grilled fish in the mouth.
Murong Tuo's hands, whether it is grilling tits or grilling fish, are a must. Being able to become friends with him is a blessing.
"It's a pity that you don't become a chef!" Feng Feiyun ate three fish bones in a row, and the fish bones were thrown all over the floor. The corners of his mouth were full of oil stains, reflecting the light in the warm sunlight.
Since being expelled from Feng's family, Feng Feiyun has not eaten so happily or laughed so happily for a long time.
"If you open a restaurant as big as Qianjin Yixiaolou, I will definitely be the chef for you." Murong Tuo laughed jokingly.
Feng Feiyun threw the fourth fish bone and said, "Really?"
"I never joke." Murong Tuo said with deep eyes.
"Haha! Well, remember what you said today." Feng Feiyun stood up suddenly, picked up a branch and drew it on the ground. There were strange lines and complicated pictures and texts, and each symbol was very special. flavor.
Murong Tuo walked over, stood beside him, looked at the pictures and texts on the ground, and asked suspiciously, "What are you writing?"
"If you want to become a treasure hunter, in addition to having a spiritual sense that surpasses ordinary people, you also need extraordinary eyesight and some basic tips, such as formation, which is a required course for treasure hunters." Feng Feiyun's arm twisted and turned , Shen Yi mentioned, and soon a formation was carved on the ground.
Or it is the framework of the formation method!
"You want to teach me the formation?" Murong Tuo was overjoyed, his thin body squatted down, and he carefully studied the pictures and lines on the ground, looking very interested.
Feng Feiyun put away the bamboo branches, also crouched down, and said with a smile: "The world's formations are too numerous, the types are mixed, there are thousands of techniques, and they are divided into nine levels, the higher the level, the more It is complex, and some advanced formations and layouts sometimes take years to complete.”
Murong Tuo squatted by Feng Feiyun's side, quietly listening to Feng Feiyun's explanation, his eyes that were always full of spirituality turned gently.
"However, everything is inseparable from its sect. All the formations in the world have the same initial framework. This is like the Taoist saying, Wuji gives birth to Tai Chi, Tai Chi gives birth to two instruments, two instruments give birth to four images, and four images give birth to gossip and gossip. All things are born. Although all things are complicated, they were originally derived from Wuji and Taiji." Feng Feiyun was afraid that he would not understand, so he explained it in detail.
Murong Tuo nodded and said, "So what you are depicting now is the framework of all the formations?"
"Forget it!" Feng Feiyun patted him on the shoulder, handed him the bamboo branch, and asked him to copy and describe it.
Feng Feiyun was particularly surprised by Murong Tuo's talent in the formation. He was like a person who had studied formation for many years. After only three failures, he completely portrayed the frame of the formation.
This is the quintessential concept of the formation that was summed up by many sages of the Phoenix Demon Clan after years of research, creating a framework that can describe all the formations in the world, which is far superior to those of human monks.
Murong Tuo is really a supreme genius in the treasure hunter lineage, Feng Feiyun thought in his heart.
Time is so slowly lost, lost unconsciously, the two are smiling and learning at the same time, like masters and apprentices, and like friends.
At the time of the three poles that day, the Master Lingbao Pagoda who was assessing their spiritual sense found them and wanted to take them to the Lingbao Pagoda to test how strong their spiritual sense really is.
Spiritual consciousness can exceed that of ordinary people by nine times, which is already a shock to the world. It has been valued by many elders of Lingbao Pagoda, and the key is that one of them is the son of a demon, and even the tower owner of Lingbao Pagoda has specially asked about this matter.
After learning that Feng Feiyun was among the demons, the old man who always liked to pretend to be forceful also restrained a lot and led the way quietly. When passing by the cliff, Feng Feiyun suddenly stopped. .
Murong Tuo was walking behind Feng Feiyun, his head almost hit Feng Feiyun's back, and he quickly stopped.
"What's wrong with you?" the old man asked when he noticed that the two geniuses behind him had different expressions.
With a chill in his eyes, Feng Feiyun said, "Who is living in seclusion in that stone wall?"
The old man narrowed his eyes and said cautiously: "The one who lives in seclusion is a senior with the most important destiny, you must not provoke him, that old ghost is a third-rank treasure hunter who once entered an ancient tomb. , his body was contaminated with corpse poison, so he lived here in seclusion and has not come out for more than a hundred years."
"It's strange, there used to be a two-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum hanging on the cliff in the past, why is it gone today?" The old man shook his head and said to himself.
Feng Feiyun finally glanced coldly at the cliff, and then followed slowly.
The so-called Lingbao Pagoda is actually a huge mountain, but the mountain is surrounded by steep cliffs.
Looking up, I saw the majestic and huge mountain peaked straight into the clouds, with white cranes flying around, strange beasts roaring, and there was a trace of spiritual light in the crevices of the stone, and there was a thousand-year-old spiritual grass growing inside.
As far as Feng Feiyun's eyes can see, at least on the top of the mountain, he can see the spirit grass of the seven or eight pearl years for thousands of years, the golden ginseng moving in the soil, the Shouwu as big as a dustpan, and two plants that look like rice. The spike-like spirit grass exudes a crimson light...
As expected, it is indeed the Lingbao Pagoda. Even if it is a large immortal gate elsewhere, it only cultivates two or three pearls of spiritual grass at most, but this time I saw seven or eight plants.
The sacred place of treasure hunters is indeed extraordinary.
It is no wonder that some monks claimed that the treasures in the world are divided into ten parts, and the treasure hunters own six of them, and the other four parts are equally divided by the world.
The Lingbao Pagoda is not only a holy place for treasure hunters, but also a treasure house for the treasures stored in the Vientiane Pagoda. The treasures in it are so many and precious that they are comparable to the treasury of the imperial palace, even if they are spirit tools, spirit medicines, spirit pills, and ancient soldiers. Not in the minority.
Among them, the most precious ones are the nine treasures of the tens of thousands of towers.
These nine treasures are extremely magical. Every year, strong people with the highest level of cultivation come to steal them, but they are killed by mysterious masters who guard the Lingbao Pagoda. None of them can successfully take away a single thing from the Lingbao Pagoda.
The old man took Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo to the seventeenth floor of the Lingbao Pagoda. Along the way, treasure hunters could often be seen passing by. Some of these treasure hunters were working in the Lingbao Pagoda, and there were also some older treasure hunters. Come to study and ask, of course, there are some treasure hunter apprentices reading ancient books.
This Lingbao Pagoda is much more complex and vast than Feng Feiyun imagined. One floor is connected to the other, and each floor is several times larger than a football field, with a height of ninety-seven floors.
On the sixteenth floors below, there are treasure hunters' cultivation books, such as: "Astrology", "Soul of the Ancient Tomb", "Three Differences in the Yang Realm", "Three Yin in the Yin Realm", "First-Class Formation Encyclopedia" "... Wait, but they are all elementary books.
Some are special cultivation places for spiritual awareness, which can speed up the cultivation of spiritual awareness.
Some are special training places for eyesight, and there are special respected teachers teaching there.
The concentration of spiritual energy in the Lingbao Pagoda is ridiculously high, almost seven times that of the outside. If you can cultivate in it for one day, it is equivalent to three days of cultivation outside.
Feng Feiyun seriously suspects that there is a spiritual vein at the bottom of this Lingbao Pagoda.
For a group of old school treasure hunters, it is not difficult to fix a spiritual vein for their own use.
"My God, seventeen times the spiritual perception of ordinary people, as long as it takes time, you can become a first-grade treasure hunter."
As soon as they reached the seventeenth floor, there was an old exclamation from inside.
One time the spiritual perception of an ordinary person is a first-grade treasure hunt apprentice; twice the spiritual perception of an ordinary person is a second-grade treasure hunt apprentice... Nine times the spiritual perception of an ordinary person is a ninth-grade treasure hunt apprentice.
But if you want to become a first-grade treasure hunter, you need at least twenty times the spiritual sense of ordinary people.
As for the second-grade treasure hunter, it requires forty times the spiritual awareness of ordinary people.
This is also the reason why the number of treasure hunters is rare. Just in terms of spiritual perception, many people have been stuck outside the door, and the number of high-level treasure hunters is even rarer.
After entering the tower gate, Feng Feiyun glanced at Ji Feng, who was standing at the very center of the seventeenth floor. He happened to be walking off the test bench. The genius who was seventeen times the normal sense of consciousness just now was Ji Feng.
The treasure hunters and apprentices all stared at Ji Feng with envious eyes. Those young and beautiful little junior sisters were even more beautiful. Ji Feng's talent was too high, and they worshipped and adored him from the bottom of their hearts. With such talent, he will definitely become a high-level treasure hunter in the future, and be respected by the entire immortal world.
Although Ji Feng was seriously injured by Feng Feiyun, he was rescued by the elder of the Lingbao Pagoda, Zunshi, and gave him a spiritual pill, which allowed him to restore his basic mobility within two days. He is praised by everyone now, and his face is full of red, and he is quite proud. The shadow of being defeated by Feng Feiyun a few days ago is suddenly swept away.