Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises

"As I said to my ancestor just now, not just any practitioner is qualified to accept Zhen Cang Qiong's subsequent exercises. I need to test him." Qiong put away the smile on his face and said in a condensed voice.

"Are there other practitioners who have practiced Dragon Suppression and Elephant Suppression and Suppression of Sky?" Chen Fei said.

"There may be, or there may not be, but when the Dragon-Suppressing Elephant was introduced to many planes in the lower world, there must be some amazing and talented people who have learned it."

Qiong raised his head slightly and looked at Chen Fei condescendingly, saying: "You are just luckier and learn faster, but this does not mean that you are the only inheritor of Zhencang Qiong!"

Chen Fei frowned. Qiong's words seemed to have no problem, but they couldn't stand any scrutiny at all.

Now there is no one left of the Yuan clan. The ninth-level race's extermination of the Yuan clan back then was really in the direction of eradicating the roots.

Because of fear, the ninth-level race does not allow any source race to survive.

This is obviously different from the treatment of other eighth-level races that want to break through.

Just like the Tunyuan clan, those descendants of the Tunyuan clan in the Tunyuan space, the ninth-level race now doesn't even look at them, and is left to fend for itself.

No one knows how many thousands of years have passed before someone like Chen Fei appeared who could cultivate the Dragon-Suppressing Elephant to the Great Perfection state and accepted the Suppressing Heavenly Sphere inherited from the banquet.

Now that Zhencangqiong has been cultivated to the seventh level, there is a test?

The weapon spirit of Cangqiong Palace, while adhering to the principles of guarding the sky, was contaminated by the power of the mind and distorted its understanding of the guarding technique.

"Then what kind of test should I undergo to prove that I am qualified to accept the Cangqiong technique?"

There was no way to reason with a confused weapon spirit. If it weren't for Chen Fei's insufficient strength, Chen Fei would have wanted to directly suppress the weapon spirit at this moment.

Unable to suppress it, now we can only follow the opponent's logic to conduct this so-called test.

"Okay, if you advance you will live, if you retreat you will die. If you don't have the courage to be tested, how will you face the threats of those ninth-level supreme races in the future!"

Qiong's face suddenly became solemn, but as a few black lines flashed across his face, his expression became strange again.

Qiong waved his hand, and three bronze tripods appeared in the hall.

"Every member of our Yuan tribe is extremely talented, but after all, there are still differences. Therefore, when teaching martial arts techniques, we pay attention to teaching in accordance with their aptitude."

Qiong pointed to the three bronze tripods at hand, looked at Chen Fei, and said with a wicked smile:

"You can choose any of these three bronze tripods to enter. If you can come out, you will be deemed to have passed the test!"

Chen Fei glanced at Qiong, then at the three bronze tripods, then stepped forward and came to the first bronze tripod.

"In this cauldron, there is the turbid fire of the stars. If you practice the seventh-level Suppression of the Sky well, you can easily resist the burning of this flame."

The strange smile on Qiong's face grew stronger and stronger. Outside Cang Qiong Palace, when Chen Fei was turning Zhen Cang Qiong, Qiong discovered that Chen Fei had not practiced Zhen Cang Qiong to the most profound level.

The opponent simply cannot withstand this fire and will definitely be burned to ashes by the turbid fire of the stars.

"Where is this one?" Chen Fei pointed to the bronze tripod in the middle.

"In this cauldron, there is a purple crystal Guifeng, which is almost as powerful as the star turbid fire, but it is biased towards the cold."

Qiong explained patiently, then pointed to the third bronze tripod and said to himself:

"In this cauldron, Yaohua Tianshui, if it is not created by nature, you will drown."

When Qiong finished speaking, the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.

These three bronze tripods are more of a test than the three ways of death that Qiong has prepared for Chen Fei.

Chen Fei's cultivation is in the late stage of Open Heaven Realm, which Qiong has already seen early on. And in this Cangqiong Palace, Qiong directly possesses the power of the eighth level Creation Realm.

From the moment Chen Fei stepped here, Chen Fei's life was decided by Qiong.

However, Qiong cannot touch Chen Fei at will, because this is the inheritance place of the Yuan Clan. The original purpose of creating it was to allow the technique of Zhen Cang Qiong to be passed down.

The instrument spirit of Qiong, the Cangqiong Palace, was polluted, which only distorted its understanding of things, but it did not drive it completely crazy.

If Chen Fei had not appeared here, Qiong's final fate might develop into a special kind of weirdness, acting according to certain established rules, just like the weirdness of the imperial examination that Chen Fei encountered before.

Qiong's behavior at this moment is very similar to this kind of special weirdness.

"Does this star turbid fire also have miraculous effects on refining weapons?"

Chen Fei turned a blind eye to the expression on Qiong's face and pointed at the first bronze tripod and asked.

Chen Fei has heard of this star turbid fire. It can be said that it is a kind of flame that many weapon refiners chase. Because he didn't refine weapons, Chen Fei only had a brief understanding of it at first.

"It has a miraculous effect. If you are willing to go deep into the star turbid fire and move its fire source to your two Kaitian Xuanbao, it is not impossible for them to transform into the Creation Xuanbao in the future."

Qiong glanced at Chen Fei's sleeves. As a weapon spirit, Qiong was naturally extremely sensitive to the aura of Qianyuan Sword and Zangyuan Bell.

"Is there any method?" Chen Fei looked at Qiong.

"Hahaha, yes, of course, here it is for you!"

Seeing Chen Fei's calm expression, Qiong laughed loudly, and a fire-harvesting formula floated in the air, filled with thousands of words.

Chen Fei glanced at it and remembered it all in his heart.

This fire harvesting technique is not too profound. With Chen Fei's current talent, he can perform it accurately with a little practice.

Qiong looked at Chen Fei practicing the Fire Picking Technique, his eyes full of ridicule.

The closer the star turbid fire is to the source center, the more terrifying the temperature becomes. If it is outside the star turbid fire, Qiong feels that Chen Fei can still hold on for a while.

But if you dare to go deep into the source heart, it will only take a moment and a half to be burned to ashes.

Qiong was right about one thing just now. If Qiong Qiong, the seventh-level master, reaches the top of his cultivation, the three tests in front of him will not be an obstacle. Even if Qiong is contaminated by the power of the mind, there will be nothing Chen Fei can do about it.

The Yuan clan actually thought the same way at the beginning. After reaching the top of the seventh-level Cangqiong practice, they could sense the location of the Cangqiong Palace, and then lead the Cangqiong Palace out at a specific location in the material world.

Even if there are any changes in the Cangqiong Palace by then, practitioners who have mastered the seventh-level Suppressing the Cangqiong to the top will not be afraid of any changes.

It's just that the Yuan clan didn't expect that such an attack would erupt from the Heart Conspiracy Realm, causing the material world to start a counterattack, allowing Chen Fei to come to the Heart Conspiracy World in advance and sense the existence of Cangqiong Palace.

Everything can be said to be a mistake.

However, even the ninth-level Supreme Realm experts cannot achieve omniscience and omnipotence, nor can they make all predictions about future events.

It is naturally impossible for the Yuan clan to design a perfect design and pass on the skills.

"After getting the fire source, I can come out and get the follow-up skills of Suppressing the Sky?"

Chen Fei practiced the Fire Picking Technique several times and was sure it could be used, then he raised his head and looked at Qiong.

"yes."

Qiong looked at Chen Fei's calm face and carefully checked the level of Chen Fei's cultivation in Cang Qiong. He found that the rules of destruction were indeed not fully integrated, let alone the three rules of force, cause and effect, and destruction.

"Okay, I'll come back as soon as I go."

Chen Fei nodded, flashed and flew into the bronze cauldron.

As soon as he entered the cauldron, a wave of hot air hit his face. At Chen Fei's current state, Chen Fei can still feel hot. The temperature has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Chen Fei was floating in mid-air in the bronze tripod space. In just a moment, Chen Fei's skin began to turn red and then crack.

The eighth-level physique did not have much defense against the turbid star fire that had been burning for who knows how many years.

According to this inference, if a seventh-level Zhencang Qiong reaches the Great Perfection state, he may be directly promoted to the mid-eighth level of physical fitness, or he may have special defensive characteristics that can withstand such power.

With Chen Fei's current level of cultivation in the sky, he really cannot withstand the power of the stars' turbid fire, let alone penetrate deep into the source center of the stars' turbid fire.

However, Chen Fei naturally has his own confidence in his willingness to join the cauldron.

A large part of Chen Fei's strength comes from Zhen Cang Qiong. This is a fact. As the weapon spirit of Cangqiong Palace, Qiong is also the most sensitive to suppressing Cangqiong.

But Chen Fei doesn't just practice the Sky Suppression and Jiyuan Celestial Elephant Technique. If Chen Fei also cultivates the Yin and Yang rules in it, plus a trace of the power of creation, he is actually not inferior to the seventh-level Suppressor. The sky.

Qiong couldn't see clearly what the Yuanli technique practiced in Chen Fei's body was, and Qiong didn't want to see it clearly either.

Because in Qiong's view, no matter what level of Yuanli Kung Fu Chen Fei practices, it cannot be as good as the seventh-level Suppression of the Sky, and it will not be of any help in resisting the turbid fire of the stars.

There is arrogance in the Ninth Level Supreme Realm, and Qiong's confidence in the Yuan Clan is also a kind of arrogance.

At the seventh level, he cultivated a trace of the power of creation. Even the Yuanli technique in the Yuan Clan was unable to achieve this.

If Chen Fei had not suppressed the sky, then by relying on the Jiyuan Celestial Elephant Art, Chen Fei would have had an eighth-level physique at the peak of the Open Heaven Realm, and his soul and Yuanli would also have some of the mysteries of the eighth level.

Chen Fei has not yet reached the peak of the Heaven Realm, but this trace of the power of creation in his body can first let his current body explode with different power.

Practitioners always work from the inside out, using seventh-level Yuan Power to push their bodies, and using eighth-level Yuan Power to push their bodies. The results are naturally completely different.

As Chen Fei injected the hidden power of creation into his body, the cracked flesh and blood healed instantly, and the whole body burst out with huge vitality.

The turbid fire of the stars, which seemed to be unbearably hot just now, seemed to have lost its due power at this moment.

Chen Fei lowered his head and looked down, then flashed and came directly to the center of the star's turbid fire source.

Here, the temperature climbed to a higher level, and Chen Fei felt the burning heat again.

After all, he only had a trace of the power of creation and could not hold on for long. Chen Fei formed a seal with his hands and used the Fire Gathering Technique.

As the seal was played, two sparks floated up.

Chen Fei stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his hand. It was blazing but not explosive. After being extracted, the fire source of the star turbid fire was much gentler than Chen Fei imagined.

Chen Fei's figure flashed and flew directly out of the bronze tripod.