"Tianhong is shining with the wind..." Feng Wuji murmured, his eyes full of emotion.

Tens of thousands of years ago, he was also a well-known figure in the Tianhong Holy Land.

Until that time... Feng Wuji closed his eyes at this moment, and opened them again, slowly saying: "Go back!"

There are many people in the entire Tianhong Holy Land who know him Feng Wuji.

However, after tens of thousands of years of disappearance, there are very few people who can recognize him at a glance.

Excluding those people in your heart, Qin Chen is not the case.

Could it be that who is the descendant of Qin Chen?

Moreover, looking for the people of the Holy Beast Sect... The Holy Beast Sect was indeed a world-renowned existence 80,000 years ago.

However, when the Holy Beast Sect's founding mountain ancestor Yutian disappeared, there was no news at all, so when Qin Chen said these three words just now, he was even stunned.

"What are you doing when looking for disciples of the Holy Beast Sect..." Feng Wuji murmured and returned to the Yangfeng boat... He said nothing all night.

The next day, early in the morning, everyone walked out of the guest room and came to the deck to perform.

The place where the ship was damaged last night was repaired overnight.

At this moment, Qin Chen, Jin Zhe, Yan Ruhua and Qi Bo were sitting at a table, eating breakfast, and admiring the river surface in the morning. The rising sun rose and shone the mist on the river surface, which gave people a very comfortable feeling.

A clattering sound sounded, and Feng Wuji, along with Feng Yang and Feng Ling, appeared on the deck at the stairs.

Feng Wuji chose to approach Qin Chen at a table, sat down, looked at Qin Chen, and bowed slightly.

Qin Chen nodded and smiled slightly.

Jin Zhe, Yan Ruhua, and Qi Bo were stunned at this moment... What's the situation! "When did you... know this guy?"

Yan Ruhua touched her head and said.

"Just met..." "Tsk!"

Yan Ruhua drank a sip of wine and said, "In another two days, we will arrive at the area where the Holy Beast Mountains are located, and we can get off the boat."

Yan Ruhua looked at Qin Chen and said, "I'm telling you that you can take you to the Holy Beast Mountain, don't do anything wrong."

"There are many holy beasts in the Holy Beast Mountain, including first-grade to ninth-grade. If you do not do anything, the master and the generation will not be around. Then there will be a big mess and you won't know how to die!"

"I know..." Qin Chen said lightly: "I just went to see it, it was not a destruction. I was not so stupid..." Yan Ruhua looked disbelief when she heard this.

After breakfast time, Feng Wuji pulled Qin Chen down and did not leave.

"What's the matter?"

"I have thought about what you said yesterday, and I promise to cooperate with you!"

Feng Wuji said seriously: "The Holy Beast Sect has nine people in the present."

"The ones with you are Yan Ruhua, the eighth-generation disciple of the Holy Beast Sect, and Jin Zhe, the seventh-generation disciple."

"I have already received the news from the sixth generation disciple Jian Bo."

Qin Chen smiled slightly and said, "It's worthy of being Tianhong Shunfeng. I haven't done this for so many years, and the news is still so fast, not a night..." Feng Wuji was not jokingly and said, "Let me ask you, do you count what you said?

How can I believe you?"

“This is not simple yet!”

Qin Chen then said, "Tell me the news that I will treat you some injuries, you will find them all, or I have met those people, I will guarantee you are safe!"

"So you're serious?"

"really!"

Feng Wuji took a deep breath and said, "Jian Bo, a sixth generation disciple, is now in a gambling house in Yanmincheng, Yanzhou..." "Reliable?"

"I, Feng Wuji's news, one fake one and ten punishments!"

"good!"

Qin Chen smiled slightly and said, "If I read it correctly, your previous Holy King realm has already entered the path of soul transformation!"

"It's a pity that someone used tough measures to cut off your soul's transformation, causing your soul's power to continue to fall."

Hearing this, Feng Wuji's expression dim.

"This is more than that... at most these will make your realm fall below the Holy King, and will not make your realm fall continuously..." Qin Chen continued: "What really makes your realm fall is a poison. I didn't check it, so it's hard to determine what poison it is..." "Young Master Qin is working hard."

Feng Wuji stretched out his arm at this moment.

Qin Chen gently twisted his palm at this moment, and a silver needle appeared.

The silver needle followed Feng Wuji's arm and entered Feng Wuji's body.

Feng Yang and Feng Ling looked tighter.

"It's okay..." Feng Wuji waved his hand and said, "It seems that Mr. Qin is quite proficient in medical science."

Qin Chen didn't say anything.

At this moment, the silver needle followed Feng Wuji's body and entered Feng Wuji's mind, and stood steadily around Feng Wuji's soul.

As Feng Wuji, who is in the realm of the Heavenly Saint, all three souls and seven spirits have been perfected.

Feng Wuji's three souls and seven spirits have clear positions and are outlined and connected, which happens to be a figure.

This is also the form of the beginning of the condensation of souls in the saint realm.

Moreover, the three souls and seven spirits are already connected to five places.

The Tenth Level of Heavenly Saint! It is the connection between the three souls and seven spirits! When reaching the Holy King, it is the completion of the soul body.

Just like a painting, first make a pattern and then fill in the color of the painting.

The Heavenly Saint is the master! The Holy King is invincible! That's it.

The outline of the soul of the Heavenly Saint Painting, and the realm of the Holy King is to fill the soul... At this moment, Qin Chen could feel that although the soul in Feng Wuji's body is now connected to the five paths, he could feel that its soul body was originally successfully condensed.

The soul body was scattered by the huge force.

Then, between the three souls and seven spirits, they were covered by poison again.

At this moment, Qin Chen took back the silver needle.

"how?"

Feng Wuji hurriedly said.

"Your soul is attached to the meteorite ghost flame, and you torment your three souls and seven spirits day and night. You can still maintain the fifth level of the Heavenly Saint level. Over the years, I am afraid that you have swallowed a lot of treasures in heaven and earth?"

"Um!"

Feng Wuji murmured: "Since you know who I am, you should know that I have sold news and accumulated a lot, but over the years, I have spent all of it, and now I can only rely on these means to earn the healing of the Holy Stone."

"The meteorite ghost flame is originally a kind of flame energy, but it is full of ghost energy. If you use masculine energy to nourish it, it will conflict with the flame energy. If you use the ice energy to force it, it will conflict with the ghost energy..." "That's right!"

Feng Wuji hurriedly said.

"Although it's troublesome, it's not unsolvable!"

Qin Chen stood up and said, "As these days, you use Fire Cloud Stone and Ice Polysan, three-quarters of Fire Cloud Stone and seven-quarters of Ice Polysan, soak your body, once every three days, which can ensure that your soul is not burned."

"When you find news from others, I will tell you what to do next!"

Feng Wuji wanted to say something, but Qin Chen said, "If it works, it means I didn't lie to you. I have to look for Jian Bo and try to see if the news you said is accurate, right?"

Feng Wuji bowed and said, "Thank you!"

"polite!"
Chapter completed!