The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Is it possible that because I have been unable to break through the formation, the people in Kongxiang Temple gave up on me because they thought I was trapped in the formation and could not break through?"

"Listening to their last conversation, it seems that they left this world because the spiritual energy in this world was completely exhausted and was no longer enough to support the cave!"

Feng Ji's expression showed a trace of shock and anger. He finally came into contact with the immortal cultivator, but he missed it like this?

He immediately closed his eyes and felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Sure enough, the spiritual energy of this world was exhausted and became extremely mottled and messy.

The spiritual energy here is no longer suitable for cultivating immortals, but martial arts can still be practiced.

Feng Ji's face was gloomy. He looked at the dilapidated environment around him and suddenly waved his hand!

call--!

A strong wind blew up, and suddenly a lot of grass and trees flew up, and big trees were uprooted.

Feng Ji looked around and couldn't find any familiar atmosphere.

I don’t know if people like Tianshan Tonglao, Li Qiushui, and Murong Bo finally understood the Formation of Selflessness.

Anyway, Feng Ji can't feel the slightest breath now, as if they never existed.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

He looked at the sky and could feel that the barriers in this world had become thinner.

With his current strength, it seems that he can tear apart the space barrier at any time and shatter the void.

But Feng Ji didn't do that. Instead, he looked at his attribute panel.

This look can't help but reveal a hint of helplessness.

"The attribute points have been consumed again."

In the great formation of selflessness, the light of reincarnation in the vortex of reincarnation kept pulling on Feng Ji's spiritual consciousness, trying to make him fall into the mystery of the womb.

If he hadn't kept adding points to his mental attributes, he would have fallen into reincarnation long ago.

Although he walked out of the big formation now, he has exhausted all his attribute points, and now only has a few more than 90 points left.

Such a small number of attribute points is naturally far from enough for Feng Ji to resist the turbulence of time and space when he shatters the void.

At the moment, he could only sigh: "That's all, wait for now, wait until I accumulate enough attribute points, and then consider Shattering the Void."

"I wonder how Yuyan and Linger are doing."

Feng Ji thought, gathered his mood, and immediately walked away from this unknown mountain.

But just as he was about to fly, he suddenly noticed a problem.

Now that the spiritual energy of the world is exhausted, one point of mana is used up, and one point is lost. Flying like this is a waste of mana.

Although it can be replenished by eating some spiritual things, but with the depth of his current magic power, the gain is not worth the loss.

Feng Ji shook his head immediately and had no choice but to use Qinggong and martial arts to get on his way.

One benefit of martial arts techniques is that they can absorb the mottled spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the body, circulate the heavens according to the techniques, and breed post-innocent energy in the body.

Of course, compared with the innate true energy, it is naturally mottled and impure.

Innate true energy, that is, magic power.

At the moment, there is no way to directly absorb spiritual energy and accumulate mana.

We can only rely on martial arts to make up for the shortcomings. Although Hou Tianqi is mottled, Feng Ji naturally has thousands of ways to purify Hou Tianqi and filter out impurities.

It's just that the efficiency is very slow.

Using Qinggong all the way, Feng Ji was like a big bird, running around in the mountains and forests.

Although it is not as good as air control flying, such a superb light skill is still much faster than horse walking.

After a while, he was already down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, you gradually see a spacious and solid road, which must be an official road that is often walked by people.

He slowed down and started walking on the mountain road, trying to find out where he was.

After walking for a while, I saw a convoy ahead.

At that moment, Feng Ji quickly stepped forward, only to see that this was actually a convoy of escort agencies.

The escort flag of [Huju Escort Bureau] was erected on the escort carriage, making a sound in the wind.

Feng Ji immediately stepped forward and shouted: "You heroes!"

The men from the escort agency immediately turned their heads and subconsciously held down the hilts of their knives, looking wary.

Seeing Feng Ji alone, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The leader, a middle-aged man with a long beard, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "This...brother, do you have any advice?"

Feng Ji smiled slightly: "I don't want to take advice as an advice. I just want to ask for directions."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help laughing and said: "I see, what do you call me brother?"

"Feng Ji."

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and seemed to have never heard of this person before, so he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled and said: "It turns out to be Feng...Brother Feng, I'm Dong Biao, the head of the Huju Escort Bureau. What do you want to ask?"

Feng Ji clasped his fists: "Hello, Mr. Dong, Mr. Feng wants to ask where the boundary is here. I was on my way and didn't have time to distinguish the boundary."

"You're welcome, this is the border of Songshan Mountain in Henan Province, where is Brother Feng going?"

When Feng Ji heard this, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart.

I originally entered the cave of Kongxiang Temple from the back mountain of Shaolin Temple.

Thinking about it, the mountain peak I came down just now was Shaoshi Mountain.

It's just that Shaoshi Mountain has changed a lot, and I couldn't recognize it.

He smiled and said, "Feng is going to Tianshan."

"Oh, it's really a long way to go. At the moment, the war is in chaos, and the Mongolian Tatars are burning, killing and looting. You must be careful." Dong Biao couldn't help being surprised, and then reminded him with concern.

Feng Ji was stunned for a moment, a little confused: "What did you say? Mongolian Tatars?"

Dong Biao was also stunned and said: "Yes, Mongolian Tatars, brother Feng, don't you know that the Mongolian Tatars have been gathering in Xiangyang for many years. If Guo Daxia and his wife had not guarded Xiangyang, the city of Xiangyang would have been destroyed long ago."

"Now if you want to go to Tianshan Mountain, you must pass through the Xiangyang area. Isn't it dangerous there because of the war and chaos there?"

Feng Ji looked at Dong Biao with some surprise. Hearing words like Xiangyang and Mongolian Tatars in his ears, he had some illusions for a while.

It was as if he had returned to the world of Yitian.

He was stunned for a moment, with a bad premonition in his heart, and quickly asked: "Dong Biaotou, right now...is it still the Song Dynasty now?"

"Of course it is now, but it will be hard to say in the future."

"Sigh, the imperial court is fatuous, and I don't know how long it can last. I'm afraid that in a few years, once Xiangyang City is lost, the Song Dynasty will be destroyed, and we Han people will also be exterminated."

"Wait a minute, the Great Song Dynasty you mentioned is the Southern Song Dynasty?"

"What else?" Dong Biao glanced at Feng Ji strangely, wondering why he asked such a strange question.

Feng Ji was a little unbelievable. How long had he been in the selfless formation? How come this world of Tianlong had already become the Southern Song Dynasty?

You know, the background of Tianlong World is the late Northern Song Dynasty.

There was a gap of more than a hundred years between the late Northern Song Dynasty and the late Southern Song Dynasty.

How can this be?

Feng Ji felt horrified and suddenly remembered some rumors about cultivating immortals.

"It is rumored that the flow of time between the Cave Heaven Paradise and the outside world is different. The ancients had a story about a dream."

"Is it possible, is it possible that after I stayed in the Selfless Formation for a few days, a hundred years have passed since the outside world..."

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, a little frightened!

"No, then Yuyan and Ling'er, aren't they..."

Feng Ji's heart suddenly sank, and he suddenly thought of a fatal question.

The two girls are ordinary people and have not yet embarked on the journey of cultivating immortals. Can they live for more than a hundred years?

For a moment, Feng Ji was in a state of confusion and his heart was as fast as an arrow!

I originally wanted to take a break and sort out the plot, but after thinking about it, I decided to write some first. No matter how many words there are, I should guarantee two chapters a day.