"Senior Brother Ji Feng, I heard that every generation of the necromancers in your Ji family are geniuses against geniuses, and all of them have extraordinary cultivation?" A young junior sister wearing a white Confucian robe looked at Ji Feng affectionately, and her voice was soft. And delicate.
"Naturally, there are four undead sons in our Ji family, and I am one of them." Ji Feng said calmly and leisurely.
Ji Feng's words immediately attracted the screams of a group of treasure hunters and apprentices. After all, the Ji family is the top family in Nantai Mansion. If they can become the undead son of the Ji family, then they have the opportunity to become the heir of the Ji family.
"Da da!"
Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo had already entered the seventeenth floor of the Lingbao Pagoda, and were noticed by dozens of treasure hunters and apprentices.
When Ji Feng saw Feng Feiyun, his face became cold. If it wasn't for the Lingbao Pagoda forbidding fighting, maybe he would have shot Feng Feiyun directly at this moment.
In the battle of the Yanwu Battle Tower, he was defeated.
"They are also students who have passed the assessment. I don't know how talented they are?"
"It's actually going to be tested on the treasure hunter's spiritual sense test bench. Isn't it a pervert with nine times more spiritual sense than ordinary people?"
These treasure hunters and apprentices are all dressed in white Confucian clothes. All of them are very young. The men are handsome and the women are charming. Many of them were born in famous families and belong to the family.
It's just that these treasure hunter apprentices are not like those cultivators who actually go to the Yanwu Battle Tower to fight and fight. They usually stay in the area where the Lingbao Tower is located, concentrate on studying the formation method and cultivating spiritual awareness, etc., until they reach the level of a rank 1 treasure hunter. Only when he is a teacher, he travels around the world.
It is precisely because of this that their news is relatively closed, and they do not know that Feng Feiyun is the son of a demon, and they do not know that Ji Feng, whom they admire, was defeated by Feng Feiyun two days ago.
"Stand on the test bench, close your eyes and concentrate, and don't think about anything in your head." An old man in his fifties smashed a Zhenyao Lingshi into the deep groove, and a white brilliance gave Feng Feiyun to Feng Feiyun. Wrap up.
Feng Feiyun felt as if he was in the water, and his body felt a little warm.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the test bench, wanting to know how strong Feng Feiyun's spiritual sense was.
Ji Feng narrowed his eyes and stared at the white light that enveloped Feng Feiyun. He secretly thought that even if Feng Feiyun obtained the "Eight Techniques Scroll", it would not be possible for Feng Feiyun to change his spiritual sense in such a short period of time. No matter how strong your cultivation is, it is absolutely impossible to compare with me.
Ji Feng suddenly felt a little chill on his back, and suddenly turned his head to see a thin young man staring at him, it was Murong Tuo.
Murong Tuo smiled lightly at Ji Feng, then withdrew his gaze and stared at the test bench.
Ji Feng had also met Murong Tuo, and naturally knew that he was likely to be a born spirit person, but he did not believe that Murong Tuo was a born spirit person.
His younger sister Ji Cangyue was born with a spirit. If this Murong Tuo was also born with a spirit, the spirit would be too worthless that day.
"Four... Forty-two times the spiritual sense!" The old man who was testing rubbed his eyes and said with a trembling lips.
"boom!"
The entire seventeenth floor of the Lingbao Pagoda was boiling. A teenager in his teens actually had forty-two times the spiritual sense of an ordinary person. This was too exaggerated, and it was already equivalent to the level of a second-grade treasure hunter.
If his formation and eyesight can reach the level of a second-grade treasure hunter, wouldn't he be able to get the iron order of a second-grade treasure hunter.
As long as there is a second-grade treasure hunter's iron command in hand, then no matter where you go, you will become the VIP of the major immortals, and the status is even higher than those of the immortal cultivators at the destiny level.
After all, there are too few treasure hunters. If a big family has a treasure hunter, then they will no longer have to worry about the problem of cultivation resources. In the world of immortality, the most troublesome thing for the owners of those big families is resources.
Feng Feiyun has reached forty-two times the spiritual sense of ordinary people. Even those who have the talent of treasure hunters need to practice for three or forty years to reach this level. level.
Ji Feng's face sank, he snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Feng Feiyun looked at Ji Feng's leaving back, and slowly walked down from the test tower with a smile on the corner of his mouth. This is talent, and you can't accept it!
The old man who took the test was greatly shaken. He has been cultivating for more than 80 years, and now his spiritual sense has only reached about 90 times that of ordinary people, and he has become a third-grade treasure hunter. The spiritual perception of the second-grade treasure hunter, the future achievements are simply no trivial matter.
Really terrifying!
"Damn, sixty-five times the spiritual sense of ordinary people!" The old man who was testing finally couldn't help but swear, and he almost smashed the test table with a slap.
This is the strength of Murong Tuo's spiritual sense, which once again shocked the audience.
Although these respected teachers of Lingbao Pagoda have long heard that three treasure hunter geniuses have arrived, they are already mentally prepared, but after the test results came out, they were still shocked into a cold sweat.
Nima! This talent is too shocking.
If it is said that Ji Feng's spiritual sense is already considered to be extremely talented, and makes all the respected teachers feel happy, then the spiritual sense of Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo makes these respected teachers feel discouraged, not to mention the treasure hunters and apprentices. Now, at this moment, they have been hit so hard that they can't even say a word.
Twenty times the spiritual perception of an ordinary person is the bottom line of a first-grade treasure hunter; forty times that of an ordinary person is the bottom line of a second-grade treasure hunter; eighty times that of an ordinary person is the bottom line of a third-grade treasure hunter... This It is a process of multiplying and superimposing, and the higher the level, the more difficult it is to multiply.
However, Feng Feiyun didn't feel strange at all. He already had nine levels of certainty that Murong Tuo was a natural person. For a natural person, sixty-five times the spiritual sense of an ordinary person was nothing.
Soon, several old guys received the wind and rushed in, wanting to take Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo as apprentices.
These old guys are all hundreds of years old, and the clothes on their bodies are estimated to have not been changed for decades. They have been in retreat for decades.
These old fellows are very senior, even those respected teachers of Lingbao Pagoda, they still have to call them respected teachers, Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo were almost not torn apart by them.
"Masters, masters of the tower see Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo." An old man walked in and bowed respectfully to the old guys.
"Let me go, the tower owner is too ruthless, want to eat alone?" An old man with hair like a chicken coop scolded.
"Damn, I fought with him." Another black-faced old guy took out a kitchen knife from his arms and wanted to kill the tower owner.
The old man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said slowly: "Several uncles, the tower owner said, just received the news that the Yuhua tomb in Sansheng County of Nantaifu flew out of an ancient ice palace. Hanging in the air for nine days without falling, this ice palace has a history of at least 80,000 years. The ice palace is covered in ice for thousands of miles. The cold air attracts snow in August. In the heavy snow, there is a peerless fairy sound that has been heard. After nine days, six million ghosts have been attracted, and it is very likely that a holy treasure will be born... Le... a few uncles, you... you, don't run in such a hurry!"
Before the old man could say anything, the few old guys who had lived for hundreds of years had already run away, and they all rushed out of the Lingbao Pagoda and ran towards the Sansheng County of Nantaifu.
Yuhua Tomb was originally one of the eight ancient ruins of the Shenjin Dynasty.
Although it is known as the Eight Great Ancient Ruins, countless treasure hunters have gone there to research and dig, but they have not found anything. Instead, many powerful treasure hunters have died inexplicably in that wasteland.
Now, an ice palace flew out from the bottom of the Yuhua tomb, and suddenly the old guys who had lived for hundreds of years rushed over without stopping. For a powerful treasure hunter, there is no greater temptation.
After seeing that these old guys were all gone, the old man was relieved, stared deeply at Feng Feiyun, and said, "You two come with me, the tower owner has been waiting for a long time."
Feng Feiyun had already been mentally prepared. Since the identity of the son of the demon has been exposed, the high-level officials of the Vientiane Tower will definitely find him, but what he did not expect was that the one who came forward was the master of the Lingbao Pagoda. characters.
Feng Feiyun hurriedly ran his dantian, wrapped the female devil's corpse palace with aura, and hid it in the depths of his dantian.
The cultivation of a tower master-level character is not trivial, not to mention that the other party is a powerful treasure hunter. His eyesight and spiritual sense have reached an extremely terrifying realm. If one accidentally makes him discover that there is a female demon in Feng Feiyun's body The corpse palace, then the trouble is big.