Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises Chapter 1220

“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 solemn voice.

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

“There may or may not be one, but when the clan introduced the dragon-suppressing elephant to many planes in the lower world, there must be some amazing and talented people who have learned it.”

Qiong raised his head slightly, looked at Chen Fei condescendingly, and said: "You are just lucky 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.

There is no one left of the Yuan clan now. 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.

It has been unknown how many thousands of years have passed before someone like Chen Fei appeared who could cultivate Zhenlong Xiang to the Great Perfection state and accepted the Zhencang Qiong passed down by Yan.

Now that you have cultivated Zhen Cang Qiong to the seventh level, you want to put it to the test?

The weapon spirit of the Cangqiong Palace, while adhering to the principles of the Cangqiong Zhencang technique, 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 is no way to reason with a confused weapon spirit. If Chen Fei wasn't strong enough, Chen Fei would have wanted to directly suppress the weapon spirit at this moment.

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

“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 talented, but there are differences after all. Therefore, when teaching martial arts, we pay attention to teaching students according to their aptitude.”

Qiong pointed to the three bronze tripods at hand, looked at Chen Fei, showed an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and said:

“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.

“This cauldron contains the turbid fire of the stars. If you practice the seventh-level sky-controlling technique 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 Gui Feng, 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, the water of Yaohua and Heaven, if it is not created by nature, you will drown.”

At the end of Qiong's words, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

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 level is at the late stage of the Open Heaven Realm. Qiong has already seen this 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 skill of Zhen Cang Qiong to be passed down.

 The instrument spirit of Qiong, the Temple of the Sky, was polluted, which only distorted its understanding of things, but 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.

 The behavior of Qiong 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 turbid fire of the stars and move its fire source to your two Heaven-Opening Mysterious Treasures, it is not impossible for them to transform into the Creation Mysterious Treasure in the future."

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

 “Is there any method?” Chen Fei looked at Qiong.

 “Hahaha, yes, of course there is, here you go!”

Seeing Chen Fei's calm expression, Qiong laughed loudly, and a fire-collecting formula floated in the air, with thousands of words written eloquently. Chen Fei glanced at it and remembered it all in his heart.

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

Qiong watched Chen Fei practice 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 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 what he just said. 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 cultivating the seventh-level Cangqiong to the top, 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, practitioners who have mastered the seventh-level Cangqiong Temple 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 and Soul Realm, causing the material world to start a counterattack, allowing Chen Fei to arrive at the Heart and Soul 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 be omniscient and omnipotent, nor can they predict all future events.

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

“After getting the source of fire, can I 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 Cangqiong. 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 does not have much defense against the turbid star fire that has been burning for who knows how many years.

According to this inference, if a seventh-level Zhencangqiong has cultivated to the Dzogchen realm, his physique may be directly upgraded to the mid-eighth level, 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 heart of the stars' turbid fire.

However, Chen Fei is willing to join the tripod, so he naturally has his own confidence.

 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 skills in the Yuan Clan were unable to achieve this.

If Chen Fei did not suppress the sky, then relying on the Jiyuan Celestial Elephant Art, Chen Fei could still have 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 make his current body explode with different power.

Practitioners have always been working 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 dry and cracked flesh healed instantly, and the whole body burst out with huge vitality.

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

Chen Fei lowered his head and looked down, then his figure 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, there is only a trace of the power of creation, and he cannot 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 into his hand. It was blazing but not explosive. After being extracted, the fire source of the star's turbid fire was much gentler than Chen Fei imagined.

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

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