Yang Feng would go to the mountain forest outside Luo'an City to practice exercises every day, absorbing spiritual energy, condensing energy and blood, and tempering the physical body. Although this was still of no use, once the power of energy and blood increased a little, he would disappear in an instant. No trace.
But he still continued year after year, day after day, without any thought of giving up the path of martial arts. He firmly believed that one day his talent would come back!
This process that brought him from the top to the dust also gave him qualities that he never had before.
Finally, on this day, Yang Feng was still practicing the "Jiuquan Yuan Jue", and the enhanced Qi and blood disappeared again, but this time something unexpected happened, and a ring in Yang Feng's right hand suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light...
The disappearance of the power of Qi and blood seemed to meet a certain requirement, and the ring continued to emit dazzling golden light, causing Yang Feng to block the light with his left palm, while he glanced at the ring on his right hand from the corner of his eye.
Yang Feng looked at the shining ring on his hand in shock. He didn't know what happened. This ring was his mother's only relic. Yang Feng had carried it close to him since he was seven years old and never put it down for a moment.
Suddenly, countless messages from the ring entered his mind, which hurt.
Huge pain! The massive amount of information seemed to burst his head, and Yang Feng couldn't help but lie on the ground and scream loudly.
After a quarter of an hour of pain, Yang Feng's screams gradually subsided, and he was seen breathing rapidly with his back against the big tree, his eyes fixed on the ring, with complicated expressions in his eyes, and both joy and hatred in his heart.
He was happy because Yang Feng learned from the information he received that this ring was called the Qiankun Ring, and it was an artifact-level magic weapon that had been passed down from ancient times to the present day. Yang Feng possesses such a valuable treasure, so his future achievements will surely surpass those of the past!
Qiankun refers to heaven and earth, so the Qiankun ring contains a small world, a small cave sky.
At its peak, the Qiankun Ring was an artifact-level magic weapon. It could store both dead and living objects, and it was so vast inside that it was comparable to a country!
Nowadays, the area of the Qiankun Ring is only more than ten square kilometers, but Yang Feng knows that this is because the Qiankun Ring was too damaged in a catastrophe in ancient times.
Hateful because Yang Feng also knew the reason why his energy and blood disappeared for no reason in the past three years. It turned out that the ring spirit of the Qiankun Ring suddenly awakened a trace of will three years ago.
But the energy in its body is still not enough to fully activate the Qiankun Ring, so the Qiankun Ring automatically absorbs the abundant energy and blood in Yang Feng's body to support its full activation.
It was precisely because the Qiankun Ring absorbed almost all of Yang Feng's energy and blood that Yang Feng fell from the altar of genius and turned from a peerless genius into a waste. He endured the disdain and ridicule of others for three years, and brought great consequences to his family and his father. How could Yang Feng not be filled with resentment for Qiankun Ring's actions despite the endless humiliation.
Yang Feng's heart was extremely complicated. Although the Qiankun Ring caused him to become a waste, he was not without gains. Three years of experience had washed away his anxious mood and made him extremely determined.
And with the help of the Qiankun Ring in the future, Yang Feng will become a strong man in this world at a faster speed! It can be said that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later.
Yang Feng calmed down and murmured: "With this Qiankun Ring, these three years of wasted time will be able to catch up in a short time. Just wait, I will return the shame one by one!"
After saying that, Yang Feng looked in the direction of Luo'an City as if through the layers of trees, and saw those who had mocked him.
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And just a few days before Yang Feng's talent recovered, dozens of miles away from Luo'an City, there was Luoyun Youlin.
Luoyun Youlin is one of the largest gathering places for monsters in the Tang Dynasty. It covers an area of more than 100,000 square kilometers, spans more than a dozen cities, and even partially covers the neighboring Xuanfeng Kingdom.
In this jungle, there are countless monsters, and there are even eight or nine level monsters in the deep areas. (Levels one to three are equivalent to the body tempering realm, levels four to six are the spirit element realm, and levels seven to nine are the divine sea realm.)
At this time, Mu Yuan had already entered the range of more than ten miles of Luoyun Youlin. Here, even the warriors at the peak of body tempering had to be careful, for fear that a powerful beast would appear in the next moment and tear him into pieces.
But Mu Yuan looked very leisurely, as if he was taking a walk, looking at the surrounding scenery with interest, not caring about the dangers hidden in the Luoyun Forest.
Suddenly, a dark black figure as fast as lightning jumped out from a towering tree and shot towards Mu Yuan.
Mu Yuan looked calm and swung a blow casually. The figure immediately returned at a faster speed, breaking several trees along the way, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.
Ever since Mu Yuan entered Luoyun Youlin, he didn't know how many times he had been attacked by monsters, but he was easily killed every time.
Absorbing a huge amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth along the way, this body transformed by Mu Yuan's original source has once again advanced by leaps and bounds, and has already entered the spiritual realm.
"This is it."
A few hours later, in a valley, feeling the extremely rich spiritual energy here, Mu Yuan nodded with satisfaction.
As for the fifth-level monster that originally occupied this valley, it was now a corpse lying aside.
With a wave of Mu Yuan's right hand, a spiritual vine guarded by the fifth-level monster turned into a ray of light and sank into the center of his eyebrows, and his mind followed closely and sank into the spiritual bead, without any concern for the safety of his physical body.
After all, this is the territory of the monster beast, and other monster beasts dare not approach here.
In the spirit bead space, a spirit vine that is about 10 feet long is suspended here, and a human figure stands beside it.
Mu Yuan was silent for a moment, and then began to create the planned spiritual object. In the spirit bead, he could use the power of heaven's means unscrupulously to create all things from the source without worrying about leaking his breath and being detected by the true martial arts.
Taking a spiritual vine native to Zhenwu World as the basis, and integrating the genetic abilities of many spiritual plants such as the Yuanjie Spirit Gathering Tree, the Blood-devouring Soul Wood, the Mountain God Vine, to create a new spiritual plant that can swallow all kinds of energy.
It will become an important part of Mu Yuan's efforts to reduce the origin of the Zhenwu world and serve as a vanguard for the arrival of the Yuan world in the future.
Moreover, Mu Yuan left a trace of the Heavenly Dao imprint in his body, and he was not worried at all about being left behind by the Zhenwu Heavenly Dao.
The reason why Mu Yuan did not create spiritual objects such as spiritual weapons and spiritual arrays to devour and reduce the source was because he did not have enough sources to create spiritual objects all over the Zhenwu Continent. However, if there were few spiritual objects, it would not have much impact at all.
Spiritual creatures like spiritual plants can reproduce and increase in number while devouring their origins. As long as they use the warriors of the true martial world, one day they can spread all over the world.
"This spiritual plant is for the purpose of swallowing and reducing the origin of the Zhenwu world, and it is in the shape of a vine, so it is called the source-devouring vine."
The author's relative is undergoing surgery. The author is in the hospital all day today, so he doesn't have much time to type. I will make up for the missing chapter later.
(End of chapter)