Divine Spirit Martial Art

Qin Feng rolled his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover his true essence and soul power.

This seemingly simple operation hides a great risk. Qin Feng is so skilled and bold that he dares to do this. If it were someone else, even if his cultivation is much higher than Qin Feng, he would never be able to help Jiang Ziyue guide out that cold power.

This requires extremely high control over the soul power and true essence. It is necessary not to hurt Jiang Ziyue's soul, but to attack the cold power just right, forcing the cold power to counterattack, and then take advantage of the situation to introduce this cold power into the Nether Fire Phoenix, and then seal the two powers together with the eternal fire.

In order to complete this series of operations, Qin Feng's soul power is almost exhausted.

"My soul hurts!" Jiang Ziyue covered her head.

"Bear it, this is a process that must be experienced. When your soul adapts, it will naturally stop hurting." Qin Feng replied stiffly.

Jiang Ziyue grumbled, tears in her eyes, this guy can't comfort herself well.

After more than an hour of breathing, the severe pain in the soul gradually dissipated, and an unprecedented sense of relief came.

"This feeling... is so magical!" Jiang Ziyue was pleasantly surprised.

This feeling is really wonderful. In the past ten years, she has been enduring the pain of the erosion of her soul all the time. Now that she has been liberated, she feels that her state is better than ever.

"Your soul is still very fragile and cannot be awakened for the time being. You can take the fruit I gave you before, and then use the elixir I refined. In about a month, your soul should be able to reach the level of awakening. As for whether it can be awakened, it depends on your own luck." Qin Feng pushed open the door and breathed in the fresh air outside.

Not all warriors can awaken their souls. A large number of warriors have never awakened their souls in their lifetime. Warriors who can awaken their souls are the favorites of God.

Jiang Ziyue is now nearly twenty years old, and her soul has been eroded by the cold power. Even if she has soul fruit and elixir to recover, she has missed the best time to awaken, and the chance of soul awakening is very low.

But Qin Feng did not tell her this cruel fact. Jiang Ziyue endured so much pain to heal her soul. If he told her the truth at this time, it would be a huge blow to her.

And the chance of awakening is just very low, but there is still a certain possibility.

Suddenly, a sound transmission note tore the space and disappeared into the void.

Qin Feng's pupils shrank: "Tear the space, the fifth-grade sound transmission note!"

The second-grade sound transmission note can transmit sound for a hundred miles, the third-grade sound transmission note can transmit sound for a thousand miles, the fourth-grade sound transmission note can transmit sound for ten thousand miles, and the fifth-grade sound transmission note can tear the space!

Qin Feng looked back at the room where Jiang Ziyue was: "This girl actually has a fifth-grade sound transmission note on her?"

In the distant Tianwuzhou, the space in an ancient palace cracked, and a sound transmission note fell.

A young man who was cleaning caught the sound transmission note: "Another one, a fifth-grade sound transmission note is free?"

The young man muttered to himself, and when he saw who owned the sound transmission note, his face changed drastically: "Oh my god, the young lady's sound transmission is back!"

"Bang!" A fist appeared out of thin air and hit the young man's head mercilessly.

"You are yelling and shouting, how can you be so rude!" Yuan Qin snorted.

"Yes, Heng'er knows he was wrong, but this sound transmission note is extraordinary. It belongs to the young lady. The young lady has left Tianwuzhou for more than ten years. This time, the sound transmission is back, and something big must have happened." Yuan Heng said excitedly.

Yuan Qin glanced at Yuan Heng: "Why are you so excited? Does it have anything to do with you?"

"I haven't seen the young lady for ten years. Don't you miss her?" Yuan Heng smiled.

Yuan Qin looked at the sound transmission note: "I'm going to pay my respects to the Pavilion Master, you stay here!"

Yuan Heng curled his lips. He was always asked to stay, and he was tired of receiving the sound transmission notes all day long.

"What's the matter?" The voice of the Pavilion Master of Qianjin Pavilion came from the golden light, and no one could tell whether he was happy, angry, sad, or happy.

"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, I just received the sound transmission note from the eldest lady. I think something big has happened." Yuan Qin said.

"Oh? Did that girl finally write a letter?" The golden light swayed, and the sound transmission note in Yuan Qin's hand flew out of his hand.

After a long time, a sigh came from behind the golden light: "Let Elder Zhu go, bring Yue'er back, and open the Tianwu Holy Pool!"

"Congratulations, Pavilion Master, the eldest lady's spirit has finally returned to normal!" Yuan Qin knelt down happily.

"Retreat, temporarily block this news!"

Yuan Qin nodded: "I obey your order!"

After Yuan Qin retreated, the man behind the golden light looked at the top of his head: "What on earth happened, someone can actually heal your spirit?"

A warrior from Tianwuzhou broke through the air and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Qin Feng held the spirit stone in his hand, and after the abundant spiritual energy ran through his body for a cycle, it was absorbed and refined by the eighteen martial veins.

This spiritual stone was obtained from the mechanical puppet, and only one tenth or one twelfth of the spiritual energy remained, but it was enough for a True Yuan Realm warrior to practice for one or two months.

However, this spiritual stone quickly turned white in Qin Feng's palm, and the spiritual energy poured into Qin Feng's body like a tide.

A day later, this spiritual stone that was enough for a True Yuan Realm warrior to practice for one or two months completely turned into a pile of powder.

The eighteen martial veins absorb spiritual energy much faster than ordinary warriors. Under Qin Feng's full refining, this spiritual stone only lasted for one day.

"If you continue to practice at this speed, all the spiritual stones in your body will be consumed soon." Qin Feng shook his head.

Having opened up eighteen martial arteries, he is indeed strong, but it also consumes much more resources than an ordinary warrior.

"Is this Mr. Qin?"

As soon as Qin Feng walked out of the gate of Qianjin Pavilion, a warrior Li Mo came forward and handed over an invitation.

Qin Feng didn't accept the invitation. He was either a traitor or a thief when he showed his courtesy for nothing. He didn't know anyone in the imperial capital, so how could anyone send him an invitation?

"Mr. Qin, my master invites you to come to my house to talk!" However, the warrior followed Qin Feng perseveringly, holding the invitation in his hand.

Qin Feng stopped: "Who is your master and why do you invite me?"

"Young Master Qin will know when he is gone!" the man said.

Qin Feng took the invitation, which had four big characters written on it, Brave General!

Qin Feng frowned slightly. This brave general seemed to be the number one general in the Tiannan Empire. His cultivation was unfathomable. He had single-handedly killed four enemy generals and was famous in the Canglan Region.

"What did he ask me to do?" Qin Feng frowned.

"Please!" The warrior made a gesture of invitation, and a large luxurious carriage had been waiting for a long time.

Qin Feng didn't have a clear destination when he went out. It could be said that he was walking around everywhere, but the other party was able to prepare a carriage nearby. It can only be said that the other party took great pains to invite him.

Except for the two gatekeepers, there is no other defense force in the Palace of the Brave General.

The brave general is one of the top martial arts experts in the Tiannan Empire. If someone who comes is not even a match for him, it will be in vain no matter how many soldiers and generals are deployed to guard him.

"Bang!" Crossing the martial arts training ground, a young man was exercising his body. The thousand-jin stone lock in his hand was as light as grass.

"Boom!" The moment Qin Feng walked by, a thousand-jin stone lock came towards him.

Qin Feng didn't panic, and with a slap of his palm, the thousand-jin stone lock was shaken back.

"Boom!" The young man stretched out his hand to catch it, but was forced back by a sword beam. The sword beam struck the stone lock, and the stone lock exploded immediately.

"Dad!" The young man saw the person coming and greeted him hurriedly.

"Useless thing, you dare to challenge Mr. Qin even with your strength. If Mr. Qin had not shown mercy, you would have been dead by now."

The person who came was none other than the brave general Shi Yong, and the young man who was exercising his body was Shi Yong's only son, Shi Tian.

"It's just a thousand-jin stone lock. A child can pick it up with one hand!" Shi Tian said with a pout.

Shi Yong looked at Qin Feng: "I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is high, but I bumped into Young Master Qin. I hope Young Master Qin won't take offense.

"Young man, it's understandable to be naughty!" Qin Feng smiled and nodded.

The corner of Shi Tian's mouth twitched, "Who is this young guy talking about?" Shi Tian was twenty-six, almost a round ahead of Qin Feng!

Shi Yong was also stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer it for a moment.

"I don't like beating around the bush. If the general comes to see me for anything, just tell him directly!" Qin Feng was too lazy to waste time here.

"Okay, Mr. Qin, please speak quickly, so I will stop hiding it and ask Mr. Qin to return the part of the gold that belongs to me!" Shi Yong said.

Qin Feng smiled coldly: "General, you haven't woken up yet. When did I owe you gold?"

"Master Qin can understand it even if he doesn't admit it, but when he sees this next person, Master Qin will understand."

"Come out, Brother Xuankang!"

Qin Feng looked at the visitor and frowned: "I don't know him!"

Xuan Kang's pupils shrank: "You robbed my copycat, and you say you don't know me?"

"Your copycat, you are..."

"Heavenly King Xuankang, the leader of the Eighteenth Stronghold of the Heavenly King!" Xuankang said through gritted teeth.

Qin Feng chuckled: "How do you know it was me who robbed your cottage?"

What Qin Feng said was tantamount to admitting that he had robbed the Eighteenth Village of the Heavenly King. He admitted it in front of Xuan Kang. This was undoubtedly a provocation!

Xuan Kang is also a great man of his generation, and he actually endured it: "There is no airtight wall in the world, and I have many ways to find out who did it from some people's mouths."

"We don't know each other even if we don't fight each other. Today I will be a peacemaker and resolve this grudge between the two of you. Mr. Qin doesn't need to take out all the gold he got from the village. He can take half of it and the other half. Just think of us as your friend!" Shi Yong said with a smile.

Qin Feng looked at Shi Yong and then at Xuan Kang. Most people would never dream that the leader of the Eighteenth Village of the Heavenly King would collude with the first general of the empire, right?