The Holy Heart of the Demon Emperor in the divine spring continuously releases traces of blood, nourishing Han Feng's body.

A few days later, Han Feng’s damaged meridians were completely restored!

At the same time, his cultivation has also improved a lot.

Han Feng sat by the lake outside the hut, looking at the calm lake surface, with pink peach blossoms falling one by one on the lake.

The traces of spiritual energy on the lake are floating like smoke, and petals are falling in the air. It is hazy, a pure land of fairyland, and the artistic conception is beautiful.

At this moment, Han Feng was constantly tempering the weapons to sacrifice himself.

The golden sword has been tempered for thousands of times, and after being branded with nine ancient characters in the Dao Sutra, Dao patterns have begun to form inside it.

"What are you thinking about? You are so lost in thought!"

Qin Yao walked up to her with a soft voice and a beautiful face. Petals were fluttering around him, like a fairy in a flower. The red moles on her eyebrows made her look like a beautiful fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

Han Feng looked at the graceful Qin Yao and showed a smirk.

"I was thinking, now that I am your demon tribe's consort, and you are my personal maid, isn't it your responsibility to take care of my bed? You can come and take care of me tonight!"

"It's a beautiful thought, but it's not impossible to want me to sleep with you. When you grow up and become better than me, you can do whatever you want!" Qin Yao rolled her eyes at Han Feng with a charming look.

After a few days of getting along, Qin Yao knew that Han Feng just liked to talk.

"I am your demon clan's consort now, so aren't you going to provide me with training resources?

It takes a lot of resources to cultivate my physique, so please give me a hundred kilograms of energy first, I don’t want much." Then Han Feng turned around and said.

"It's a hundred pounds at the beginning. Why don't you look so beautiful? You know, sources are hard to get!" Qin Yao sat next to Han Feng, pinched Han Feng's face and said.

"Hey, you can't treat your consort like this, the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart is absorbing the divine power and life essence from my divine spring all the time.

If this continues, how can I practice? If I become stronger, I will be able to nurture the Holy Heart of the Demon Emperor better, so that my wife can practice the supreme demon method more smoothly in the future!"

Han Feng opened Qin Yao's hand and said seriously.

"Well, you are right!" Qin Yao pressed her chin with both hands, looking very charming.

"Right, I have a strong physique, and the ancient holy body is still worth investing in. If I break the curse and become the holy body, I will be as powerful as the emperor. At that time, wouldn't the demon clan think that there are two powerful emperors?

That’s it!” Han Feng continued to cheat.

"But since ancient times, no holy body has broken the curse. It's just you, little brat, can you do it?" Qin Yao turned her head and looked at Han Feng, obviously not believing it.

"You woman, your vision is so superficial, a man can never say no to anything.

Brother, am I an ordinary person? It’s just a curse of the Holy Body. I can break it by raising my hand." Han Feng said with great pride.

Qin Yao looked at Han Feng's pretentious and heroic expression and couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, okay, sister, I will believe you for the time being. Now, this is the ten kilogram source. You can practice with it first, and then use it up."

Looking for me!"

When Han Feng saw Qin Yao bringing out ten kilograms of yuan, he smiled happily and took the yuan over.

"It's better that you be nice to me. When I become emperor, I will make you an imperial concubine!" Han Feng said jokingly.

"That's not possible. If I become the imperial concubine, what will your highness do?" Qin Yao said in cooperation with Han Feng.

"She will be the eldest imperial concubine, and you can be the second imperial concubine!"

"You still want to have a harem? You're such a playboy, watch!" Qin Yao waved her jade fist and hammered at Han Feng.

"You want to murder your husband!" Han Feng stood up and ran away.

In the peach forest, there was the sound of laughter and slapstick!

…

night!

Han Feng held the source block in his hand, circulated the Tao Sutra, and began to practice.

The divine energy flows in the crystal source block, and the crystal sparkles. The majestic life essence quickly enters Han Feng's body, expanding the sea of ​​suffering.

In the golden sea of ​​suffering, the divine spring gushes endlessly. The Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart is suppressed by systematic means and can only absorb a small part of the life essence nourishment in the divine spring, which has little impact on Han Feng.

On the contrary, traces of blood flowed out of the Demon Emperor's Holy Heart, nourishing and strengthening Han Feng's flesh and blood body!

From the divine spring, divine light continues to gush out and rush towards the divine bridge.

With active cultivation, Han Feng's realm has grown rapidly.

At the same time, Han Feng also supplemented it with Xiaoyaowang, which provided abundant resources. In just two months, Han Feng reached the peak of Shenqiao.

At this moment, not only is his flesh and blood body powerful, but his blood is as surging as a dragon's, and his divine power is even more powerful, like a raging river, with an endless stream.

Since that day, Han Feng has not seen Yan Ruyu again. It is said that she went into seclusion to break through the realm.

Han Feng didn't care about this. He wanted to use the majestic essence and blood in the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart to nourish and strengthen his body.

The other party just wants to use his strong body to nourish the demon emperor's heart.

It's more like a transaction between the two.

These days, Qin Yao has basically been by Han Feng's side.

And Han Feng has no plans to leave here for the time being.

There are no cultivation resources, but the demon tribe provides them. Moreover, the place is rich in spiritual energy, has a beautiful environment, and is quiet. It is a good place for cultivation.

After another two months, Han Feng had almost settled down, so he began to retreat, planning to hit the other side of the realm.

Holding the Bodhi seed in hand, Han Feng began to practice, and he started to practice Taoist scriptures in his heart.

The scriptures and moral principles resounded in his heart, as if moistened by nectar, and at some point, the Han Feng Ling Tower became clear and clear.

But the next moment, in front of his eyes, there was fog, and it was so hazy that he couldn't see the direction clearly.

The entire spiritual platform was also covered with a layer of mist.

His mind felt like falling into an abyss of mist, surrounded by confusion that even his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate.

Han Feng knew that this was the disaster of being lost recorded in the Taoist Scriptures.

I can't see the way forward clearly, I can't see the direction clearly, I can't find the other side.

Some people are unable to break through the illusion throughout their lives and are trapped in the realm of the divine bridge, unable to make any progress from now on.

"The other side! The other side!"

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For Han Feng, wherever the heart goes, the way follows!

The fog was deep in all directions, trapping Han Feng's soul like a cage.

Wherever he steps is the other shore, and where he is is the other shore!

"Where I am standing is the other shore, and the direction I am walking is the other shore."

“Wherever the heart goes, the way follows!”

Han Feng's eyes were bright and he was not trapped by the fog. The sound of his murmured words was like the sound of Huang Zhong Da Lu and the sound of Dao Tian, ​​which continued to spread in this foggy family.

The next moment, the fog quickly dissipated, and Han Feng's mind was immersed in the sea of ​​​​wheels. A celestial vein was extremely bright, hanging across the sea of ​​suffering.

The crystal clear sky veins are like a golden bridge, leading to unknown places.

Han Feng stepped up with his mind and walked forward, following the direction of his heart and the way.

With every step forward, the sacred bridge extends forward.

The heavenly veins are shining brightly, crossing the sea of ​​suffering and reaching the end.

This is like a pure land, surrounded by misty clouds and haze.

Vaguely, Han Feng saw a huge Taoist palace, hanging high in the sky, majestic and majestic.

In just a moment, the clouds and mist shrouded, and the Taoist palace disappeared and was nowhere to be seen.

Han Feng knew that it was the secret realm of the Tao Palace of the human body.

The secret realm of the Taoist Palace corresponds to the thoracic area of ​​the human body.

It is said that there are five gods there, representing the metal, wood, water, fire and earth of the human body.

The immortality of the Grain God is called Xuan Ni, and the gate of Xuan Ni is the root of heaven and earth.

The five gods conceive the five elements, and the five qi are pure and subtle, connected with the sky and the earth, and are endless, which can derive Tao power.

The Dao Palace disappeared, and Han Feng initially broke through to the realm of the other side at this moment, unable to explore the secret realm of the Dao Palace for a long time.

After breaking through the other side realm, Han Feng felt that his body was more powerful than the Shenqiao realm.
Chapter completed!