After a while, the crowds of people disappeared, and only three or four people were left outside the Sutra Storage Pavilion.

Chen Feng turned around and bowed solemnly to the old man with rosacea: "Thank you, senior, for rescuing me!"

"Haha, I said, I saved you for a reason, so don't be too busy thanking me!" The old man with rosacea waved his hand, and the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion opened in response: "Come in, I have something to say to you.

explain!"

As he spoke, the old man slowly walked into the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion.

"Chen Feng, what happened today is too big, I have to clean up the mess." Bai Rushi looked at Chen Feng and said with a fake smile.

Chen Feng knew that beneath Master Bai Ru's apparent calmness, there must be great distress. After all, the trouble this time was too big and beyond the control of him, the son of the owner of the village. In order to prevent civil strife in Baiyun Villa, Bai Ru

The teacher must take active steps.

Looking at Bai Rushi gratefully, Chen Feng smiled and said: "Brother Bai, just go ahead. If you need my help, Chen Feng, just ask!"

Bai Rushi nodded and then walked away gracefully.

Chen Feng did not hesitate and immediately walked into the Scripture Collection Pavilion.

"Bang -" the door slammed shut.

Every few steps, Chen Feng saw the old man with rosacea, leaning on the back of his chair, looking at Chen Feng eagerly.

"Uh...senior..." Chen Feng called softly. The way the old man with rosacea looked at him made Chen Feng feel uncomfortable all over.

"Haha, don't be restrained!" The old man chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, a chair slid behind Chen Feng: "Sit down and talk!"

Chen Feng sat down slightly uneasily.

"It's strange why I want to save you, right?" The voice of the old man with rosacea came faintly.

"Yes, Chen Feng knows that he has no intersection with his seniors, and he is indeed a little puzzled by his rescue." Chen Feng answered honestly. In the fairy world, don't think that there are things that are done for justice everywhere.

Without certain benefits, no one will do anything for you.

"You are wrong!" The old man with rosacea shook his head and said with a smile: "I am staying anonymously in Baiyun Villa just to wait for your arrival!"

Chen Feng's eyes moved and he looked at the old man with rosacea quietly.

"Don't be surprised. You and I have never interacted before. In fact, I didn't even know that a person like you existed!" Rosacea spoke eloquently, his voice full of playfulness: "I saved you just because I like the old man.

You are."

Chen Feng suddenly became nervous and stood up from his chair subconsciously. Could it be that this old man had a special hobby?

"Hey, where did you think you were!" Rosacea looked at Chen Feng angrily, with a warm anger on his face: "I'm a normal man!"

"Ha..." Chen Feng scratched his head awkwardly.

"To tell you the truth, I fall in love with you just because you have what I've been looking for!" the old man with rosacea said calmly.

Chen Feng became nervous again. This time, he looked at the old man with rosacea warily.

This person is an immortal strongman. If he really insists on killing people and seizing treasures, Chen Feng really doesn't have much confidence in escaping. Having seen the power of the immortal strongman, Chen Feng knows that if the old man with rosacea really wants to deal with him,

He didn't even have time to hide in the Tiandan Immortal Mansion.

"Haha, don't be nervous!" The old man with rosacea waved his hand, with a solemn look on his face: "Chen Feng, don't you think you are very special?"

special?

Chen Feng's heart sank. There are indeed too many special things about him. The Tiandan Immortal Mansion, the Dragon Desire Xuanhuang Sutra, and the fusion of multiple energies, for ordinary people, these are only legendary.

something that can be obtained.

"Senior, what do you mean?" Chen Feng looked at Rosacea pretending to be puzzled.

"You were able to predict and dodge the bone-corroding immortal needle before. What did you rely on?" the old man with rosacea said calmly.

Chen Feng suddenly realized that rosacea refers to his ability to predict things that suddenly appeared after entering the fairy world.

"It seems that you also know your abilities." The old man with rosacea walked up to Chen Feng and slowly placed his palm between Chen Feng's eyebrows.

"Perceive carefully!" The old man's words sounded faintly, and Chen Feng felt a gentle force entering his sea of ​​consciousness along the palm of the old man with rosacea.

"This power, we call it Spiritual God. It is the sublimation of will. Now, you condense the immortal stone into a ball and slowly move it in the direction of my power."

Chen Feng thought for a while, then simply calmed down and controlled his immortal consciousness according to the old man's words.

Then, a strange phenomenon occurred. When Chen Feng's immortal consciousness slowly moved along the path of the old man's power, a sense of enlightenment emerged spontaneously.

This kind of enlightenment was extremely mysterious and unclear, but it made Chen Feng realize that his immortal knowledge seemed to be different from ordinary people.

Then, he "saw" a light spot the size of a soybean in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. This light spot was quietly suspended in the air, emitting a faint halo.

There seemed to be a green shadow in the halo, which was extremely blurry but seemed familiar.

"That's Lu Yi?" Chen Feng's heart trembled. Isn't that familiar feeling exactly what Lu Yi gave him? Could it be that Lu Yi was sleeping in this light spot?

"Did you see it? This is your spiritual god!" The rosacea old man's voice echoed in Chen Feng's sea of ​​consciousness: "The spiritual god is the sublimation of will. The spiritual god is extremely special, and even hundreds of millions of monks may not be able to do so.

A monk with a spiritual god can appear!"

As he spoke, the old man's power shrank like a tide, and he suddenly withdrew from Chen Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, the scene in Chen Feng's sea of ​​consciousness dimmed, and Chen Feng's consciousness instantly returned to the outside world.

At this moment, Chen Feng felt a sense of loss in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was from the spiritual god or the green clothes sleeping in the spiritual god.

"Senior, what use does this spiritual spirit have if it is so rare?" Chen Feng frowned and asked towards Rosacea.

"The uses of the Spiritual God are extremely complicated. To put it simply, possessing the Spiritual God means having a spiritual foundation." Rosacea's words were extremely deep, but there was also a hint of excitement.

"The spirit reaches the sky?" Chen Feng chewed this word repeatedly, and a sudden realization suddenly arose.

"The ancients often said that gods can reach the sky, which refers to spiritual gods. People with spiritual gods can cultivate their souls far better than ordinary people. While others may practice hard for a year, those with spiritual gods may only need to practice hard for one day to reach the level of ordinary people.

People's progress. Can you figure out the difference?"

"The spiritual god is so perverted!" Chen Feng was slightly startled and asked again: "But why, why did I never feel the breath of the spiritual god before I ascended?"

"Spiritual gods are illusory, and no one knows how they came about. Some people are born with spiritual gods, but some people develop spiritual gods after acquirement. There are various things during this process that are hard to explain."

"As for you, I think you should be an acquired spiritual god. Although this type of spiritual god is not as advantageous as an innate spiritual god, it is still very important."

"Chen Feng, are you willing to join our Holy Sect and inherit the inheritance of our Holy Sect?" The old man with rosacea looked at Chen Feng solemnly and said sonorously.
Chapter completed!