Free Recording of Evil God

Chapter 8

"So precious?" Han Feng couldn't believe it. He felt that there should be a lot of such low-level pills. Of course, this idea was completely from the basic cultivation novels he had read before.

"Of course it's precious!" Li Ming emphasized. "Save your effort. It's best not to use unless it's absolutely necessary."

"When is the last resort?" Han Feng asked with a smile. "Since I don't have any vital qi to refine my body, will I be too lazy to absorb Spiritual Qi and transfer it?"

"Of course not!" Li Ming was quite excited. He sat up on the sofa and said with his eyes wide open.

"Haha, that's all I want to say. Why are you so excited?" Han Feng laughed heartily. Suddenly, he stopped laughing and asked softly, "Let me ask you a question. What realm are you in now?"

Li Ming paused for a moment, then said softly, "I can warn you, when you come into contact with cultivation artists in the future, don't ask this question casually. To cultivation artists, the level of the realm is their biggest secret. Asking about the realm rashly is as rude as asking a big girl's age."

"Is there such a rule?" Han Feng was stunned. He stretched out his right index finger and scratched the bridge of his nose.

"There are many rules in the Cultivation World!" Li Ming said. "However, considering the relationship between you and me, it doesn't matter if I tell you. I've already reached the middle stage of fusion. I can use my elemental energy to cast a few small spells." As he spoke, he was even filled with self-satisfaction.

"He's only at the middle stage of fusion?" Han Feng frowned slightly. This answer made him a bit dissatisfied. He had originally thought that Li Ming had already entered the Spirit Crossing Stage after cultivating for so many years.

"From your tone, it seems that you're still dissatisfied?" Li Ming tilted his head and asked. "Don't think that this is a simple matter. It's easy to form the Core Forming Realm into a Nascent Soul, fly in the sky, and run under the ground."

Han Feng nodded slightly. It seemed that this cultivation was really not something that could be done overnight. Then he tilted his head and asked, "Do you know what realm Feng Youyan is in?"

Li Ming immediately motioned for Han Feng to quiet down and said, "Don't ask about other people's cultivations. If the other party has a good relationship with the person being inquired about, it is also very impolite."

"There are so many rules!" Han Feng sighed. "Just tell me in secret."

"I'm not sure either," Li Ming said. "But I think it should be at the Spirit-Silence Stage."

Han Feng nodded slightly. He thought that Feng Youyan must have become a Nascent Soul. Although Li Ming had told him that cultivating was not easy, he still had a strong self-confidence. He felt that catching up with Feng Youyan was not a difficult thing, and it might be possible soon. He didn't know that this was the ambition of every beginner cultivator!

"Well, I'm leaving." Li Ming looked at the sky outside and said, "If I stay too long, you may be in danger."

"Don't worry, I'll ask you one last question." Han Feng immediately grabbed Li Ming and asked before he replied, "How many cultivators are there on earth now?"

"I don't know the exact number." Li Ming thought for a moment and said that it was better to let Han Feng know first. "There are five large sects on earth, and there are also some small Idealism sects. These sects only have one group of disciples, but all of them are elites. The other is some rogue cultivators."

Han Feng only asked this question out of curiosity. After Li Ming finally got out of the car, Han Feng began to leave the urban area and go to the suburbs to hide for a while. Although danger had not yet appeared, he believed that Li Ming would not lie to him.

###Chapter12,First Meditation

After Li Ming left, Han Feng did not leave the city immediately. Instead, he took out two new magic treasures and examined them.

The entire body of the Silver Moon Spear was about one meter long and five inches long. It was made of an unknown metal and was light when held in one's hand like a goose feather. This caused Han Feng to be very surprised. Some ancient runes were carved on the body of the spear and it was filled with a sense of mystery. The area where the spearhead and the body of the spear were connected was a spiral hollow. A gem that emitted a gentle white light floated in the middle of the hollow. Han Feng wanted to figure out why this gem was standing in the air.

Han Feng tried to wave his spear. A silver edge shot out and cut the marble tea table in half.

"Good stuff!" Han Feng exclaimed. Then he put the long spear back into his belt and habitually touched the tip of his nose.

Next was the Dragon-reining Shield. The whole shield was silvery white, about the size of Han Feng's palm. Han Feng wondered how to protect such a small shield. There was an unknown silk ribbon on the back of the shield. Although Han Feng had never touched a cultivation artist's magic treasure, he knew that the shield must be worn on his hand.

As soon as he thought of it, he carefully tied the shield to his left hand. What surprised him was that the shield turned into a white light and disappeared. A long silver-white dragon tattoo appeared on Han Feng's bare left arm. The long dragon almost wrapped around his whole arm, and the silver-white color was particularly dazzling.

"Oh my god!" Han Feng sighed. But soon he found out that although it was really cool, how to protect it? He wanted to try it, but he couldn't. In the end, he had to put it down first.

Han Feng began to consider leaving the city after getting two magic treasures that looked very good. Li Ming's message must come from Feng Youyan. Although Han Feng had no interest in her except for her temperament, he had to admit that this woman would not make a groundless statement.

After packing up, Han Feng went out to purchase a large number of daily necessities. He did not stop until all the storage space in his azure belt was filled up. In short, he bought all the things he could think of. If it weren't for the limited space of his belt, he would like to buy a helicopter!

After purchase, Han Feng did not stop at all. He drove straight out of the city on his premium car. Although Han Feng did not know where to go, he thought it would be safer as he drove farther away from the city. They drove for a day and a night and threw down an anchor on a mountain road. Han Feng got off the car rascally. He regretted driving this premium car now. It was not suitable for bumps on the mountain road.

Now that he was already very far away from the city, he believed that it would require a certain amount of time to find him. Looking at the late sky, he prepared to find a village nearby to rest. However, when he looked around, he saw that there were huge mountains and not a single field. The possibility of having a village in a place like this was very low.

When night fell, he finally found a cave. The night in the mountain was cold and dewy. Although Han Feng was not afraid of the coldness of this level, he still hated the feeling of getting wet by dew.

Sitting in the entrance of the cave, he looked at the cold night sky. A popular streak across the starry sky in the distance reminded him of the strange astronomical phenomena from a few days ago. He was wondering whether the popularity was left by a cultivator flying in the air.

Enjoying the quietness of the night in the mountain, Han Feng gradually became obsessed with this kind of atmosphere. The surrounding rocks appeared to have become alive at that instant. The insects that crawled in the grass and the hissing sound clearly appeared in Han Feng's mind. As the breeze blew past, he gently caressed the rustling of the tree branches and the sound of the withered leaves falling into the grass was also very clear. Moreover, Han Feng appeared to be able to sense the heartbeat of the ground and let out a natural low moan.

In this state, he slowly closed his eyes. Unconsciously, he unexpectedly entered a meditative state. It was said that it was extremely difficult for Han Feng to enter a meditative state. Only after cultivating the Nascent Soul Realm could a practitioner enter a meditative state easily. One meditation was extremely rare for a beginner. The crazy improvement of cultivation was inevitable, and also the perception of power.

Under normal circumstances, the earlier a Xiuzhenist enters meditation for the first time, the more beneficial it is to his future practice. However, after someone invented a foundation-building magic treasure, the first meditation of the Xiuzhenist is greatly delayed. Many Xiuzhenists only complete their first meditation when the yuanying is at the early Yuanying stage. However, it is not an easy thing to reach the Yuanying stage.

Han Feng, who had entered a meditative state, did not notice that a strong Spiritual Qi field had formed around his body. The Spiritual Qi in the mountain was quite abundant, and the Spiritual Qi was spiraling toward him. His body was like a sponge thrown into the sea, rapidly absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Qi.

The dantian is a huge space. When the practitioner's holy energy exceeds the limits of the body, the holy energy will be transferred to the dantian. However, this holy energy has not been refined, which means that this holy energy cannot be used by the practitioner. Only after it has been refined by a practitioner and turned into yuan qi can it be used by a practitioner to transform his body.

Han Feng's meridians were full of the vital qi that had already reached the peak for him. He believed that the Spiritual Qi he absorbed this time was enough for him to practice for a while.

At this time, if a practitioner came to this mountain, he would be amazed to find the flow and concentration of Spiritual Qi. If he traced the direction of the flow of Spiritual Qi, he would certainly see a huge white light mass. However, if he had not reached the Yuanying stage, he would not have noticed that there was a person in this light mass.

This was the benefit of entering a meditative state. In a state of meditation, practitioners would become one with the heavens and earth, and their aura would cease to exist. At that moment, heaven and earth would be themselves, and they would be a part of the power of heaven and earth. Unless one's cultivation level was above the Yuanying stage, and one's level of cultivation level would be higher, then the person who entered a meditative state would definitely not be discovered.

Han Feng's first meditation did not last long. When he was awakened by a wolf howl, the sky was almost bright. The distant sky had revealed its meaning.

Han Feng, who had woken up from his meditation, immediately sensed the changes in his body. The abundant vital qi in his body made him feel full of strength. This kind of feeling was no stranger to him. Although the main task of a practitioner at the age of light was to strengthen his physical body, the vital qi was also a kind of destructive power to mortals.