Chu Feng released the spiritual energy outward and sensed it for a while. He found that Wang Crook had no spiritual energy at all, and it was no different from ordinary people. He couldn't help but shake his head.

"Your qualifications are too poor, and you can't even save any spiritual energy. I'm afraid there are not many people like you. Give up. Sometimes it's good to be an ordinary person!"

When Wang Crook heard this, he neither begged nor made a noise. He touched the ground with his head with his calm expression, as if he wanted to move with sincerity.

Chu Feng had experienced so many things, and his heart was already as bright as ice. He was unmoved by external things. Seeing this, he turned around and left without any hesitation.

In the second half of the night, a night wind flew across the vague floating fairy mountain, and a blurred drizzle broke out. Chu Feng came to the thousand-story steps again. Looking at Wang Crook at the door of the Taoist Temple, trembling in the rain, but still not leaving. There was a trace of strangeness in Chu Feng's eyes.

"It's interesting, it depends on how long you can last!"

After saying that, Chu Feng returned to the Taoist Ancestor Temple and sat cross-legged. He did not practice, but just sat quietly. It has been a long time since he obtained the Taoist Ancestor inheritance system. He practiced and preached all the way, which can be said to be without any obstacles. However, because of this, his life was like white water in a pot, and he was lifeless.

"Maybe, the strings are too tight!"

As he said that, Chu Feng took out the roaming qin from the bottle of vows, gently tweaked it, and the invisible sound blade flew out, tearing a hole in the lazy wind, cutting off the rain line, and turning into a terrifying sound in a very distant place.

“Too sharp!”

Chu Feng shook his head lightly and continued to pluck the strings. This time there was no sound blade and no damage. It was like a normal sound of the piano, pleasant and relaxing.

With this state of mind, Chu Feng's Taoist scriptures in Qi Practice unconsciously operated and practiced the second level of Qi Practice. The left arm of one of his limbs was filled with a stream of spiritual energy, as if it was about to burst.

The next day, it was clear and the breeze was gentle. Chu Feng came to the innate spiritual root garden of the Floating Fairy Mountain, passed through the vast land, and came to the corner, under the Kunlun divine tree that had grown into towering trees.

Kunlun divine wood, also known as Ruomu, has vigorous vitality. No matter how much it is cut off, it will grow again. The strong vitality makes the spiritual energy it contains unimaginable. Yesterday, Chu Feng absorbed was just a drop in its mouth.

"System, today I must consolidate my cultivation level of the second level of Qi training and not disturb me."

After saying that, Chu Feng sat cross-legged under the tree, closed his eyes, and soon entered the state of cultivation.

After a few days, a colorful tiger passed by the Innate Spiritual Root Garden, looked inside, and hurriedly left under a cold warning.

At noon, Chu Feng opened his eyes, slowly closed his power, and was silent for a while. His hands spread out, and the simple and heavy Taoist general outline appeared. The purple air lingered in the paper automatically opened. On the words "The Taoist" on the homepage, a brilliant stream of light flashed, and the light was ten times that of the previous one.

With curious thoughts, Chu Feng opened the second page. The illustration showed a book with two words written on the cover, and the signature was written by Taishang Taoist Ancestor before he attained enlightenment.

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed. After so long, he got the "General Summary of Taoism" and it was the first time he got something written by Taoist ancestors. He couldn't wait to reach out and grab it. The light flashed, and a thread-bound book with a transcendent aura appeared in his hand.

When I opened the first page, I saw three very ordinary words, "Dao Shengyi", opened the second page, blank, third page, blank, fourth page, blank... blank, blank...

Chu Feng lowered his head and thought hard until the afternoon, and did not think about it, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Not everyone can understand the things of the Taoist ancestor!"

Chu Feng smiled bitterly and put the "Sword Book" into the bottle of vows. Just as he was about to withdraw the general outline of Taoism, the white pages turned one page automatically, and a strange illustration appeared, two shriveled apricots were drawn vividly, but there was no signature.

"Is this a gift?"

Chu Feng reached out and grabbed it. Two shriveled apricots appeared in his hand. There was a slight current flowing, scattering, very strange. Chu Feng spread his hands out, looked for a while, took it to his nose, sniffed it gently, and a foul smell that rushed straight to his forehead suddenly appeared, almost fainting.

"So smelly!"

Chu Feng threw out the two shriveled apricots directly. Due to excessive force, the two shriveled apricots flew directly outside the courtyard wall of the Innate Linggen Garden.

"System, what's going on?"

Chu Feng, who was still disgusting, asked with a bad look.

"This is the fairy apricot. When it is not mature, it has a strong fragrance that floats all over the place and drifts thousands of miles; when it is mature, its aura is restrained and dull, like an ordinary mountain apricot; when it is decayed, it will emit a strong stench, which is difficult for even the monks to resist. The host took it out just after a few breaths, and it will completely decay. As for why it appears in the general principles of Taoism, I don't know."

When Chu Feng heard this, he frowned slightly, lowered his head and smelled his fingers stained with a stinky face. He stood up with a bad look, his figure floated outside the courtyard wall of the Innate Spiritual Gen Garden. The decayed fairy apricot that should have been on the ground disappeared.

Where did you go? Chu Feng sniffed hard, followed the stench left in the air, and walked and stopped. He saw an incredible scene in the square in front of the Taoist Ancestor Temple. Tiger Erniang, who was originally a little bigger than an ordinary tiger, had a pair of eagle-like wings on his back, and his body was wrapped around him, rolling on the ground, looking very painful.

"Host, Hu Erniang must have accidentally eaten the corrupt fairy apricot and developed in the direction of Fenglei Tiger. Unfortunately, the medicine is insufficient and it has become inappropriate, and it has to suffer a lot."

After the system's voice came to the wind, Hu Erniang's wings were blown into the air without control, and her body was thrown into the air, falling down, throwing it away, falling down, making her covered in blood, looking extremely miserable.

Chu Feng hated him for eating randomly and asked for trouble. He stood there and watched without stepping forward.

After a long time, Hu Erniang's wings slowly disappeared, except for the blood, it was no different from before.

Chu Feng then approached and said in a stern tone: "I once said, don't eat things of unknown origin, you have forgotten!"

Hu Erniang raised Hu's head, her eyes were dim, and she thought she was afraid.

Chu Feng took out the spiritual spring water expressionlessly, sprinkled some on Hu Erniang, and turned around and left.

Two more days passed. When Chu Feng was practicing, the system sounded.

"Host, the new world is opened, be prepared. This time, it is her person who comes here. If you invite the host three times, or the host will come in person, preach in the game of humanity, and preach silently."

Chu Feng opened his eyes and raised his lips. If he could choose, he would naturally choose the latter. It would be uninteresting to always act as a master in the Taoist temple.
Chapter completed!