People are devouring, I can copy and synthesize

Chapter 279
Luo Feng didn't fly to that small land immediately, instead he practiced the divine eye mystery technique he obtained before.

It took a year, and it took a billion years in the space of the black-patterned stone pillars to finally complete the first six volumes, and he also practiced the seventh volume.

Luo Feng stood up and looked at the floating land in front of him and muttered: "No matter what, I have made the best preparations. If this fails, then it can only be said that this god king is destined to have no heirs in the future."

Then it flew towards the suspended land, although it didn't look far away, it took a long time to arrive.

The entire land is bare without any debris, but there are many ancient characters floating on the surface of the land.

Luo Feng raised his eyes and looked: "The eighth floor of Wuqi Tower is the last difficulty of the title mission. You can get a secret technique by looking at the surrounding void. If you can practice it, you can climb to the top and enter the ninth floor of Wuqi Tower. If you fail, your memory will be wiped." Go, leave Wuqilou."

After Luo Feng finished reading these words, all the ancient words disappeared, and huge words began to appear in the void in all directions.

Every word is like a star, connected to each other as if it started from where, it is a perfect beginning, and it is also a complete end, revealing an incomparably weird feeling.

"It seems that this is the ultimate test that Brother Hao said, but what kind of insight is there to be considered a successful comprehension? Moreover, each of these words seems to be the size of a planet, and it is impossible to tell them apart when they are connected end to end. Where is the beginning and end of this mystery."

In the mysterious space, Luo Feng's incarnation of divine power suddenly raised his head: "Brother Hao, I found the final test in the eighth floor, but I don't understand the words on it at all, what should I do?"

Chen Hao came to his senses when he heard the words: "Those words are not for reading, nor for you to understand, but for you to feel with your heart. If you understand this thing, you will naturally understand it. If you don't understand it, you will be confused no matter how much you say."

Hearing what Chen Hao said, although Luo Feng was still puzzled, he finally had some direction.

"That's like Brother Hao said, first feel it with your heart, anyway, there are still thousands of years, enough for yourself to feel it."

Just when Luo Feng immersed his mind in all the words and was comprehending.

"Om..." Luo Feng, who had been studying the characters in the void, suddenly felt all the characters light up, and then felt his consciousness being sucked into the scroll.

"It's already the second one." At this moment, a vague figure condensed in the void, it was the figure in the black royal robe that appeared on the fourth floor.

The other party looked at Luo Feng standing on the floating land, and knew that the other party's consciousness had entered the picture scroll without moving.

"The last consciousness failed quickly as soon as it entered the picture scroll world. I don't know if this one can succeed. Maybe I am too delusional. Although my world is vast and vast, it is simply impossible to give birth to a peerless person who can practice secret arts. Impossible, but what else can I do? The deity has fallen, and I have no choice."

The figure in the black royal robe looked at Luo Feng in the distance, his eyes were full of anticipation.

After Luo Feng's consciousness entered the picture scroll world, he had the feeling of entering a virtual universe, and what appeared in front of him was a majestic palace emitting lavender light.

The majestic palace was built on the top of endless mountains, and the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in clouds and mist, making it blurry, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"Come in, come in, come in..." This palace emitting crystal-clear purple light called him repeatedly, making Luo Feng's consciousness a little blurred for a moment, but the magic eye secret technique he cultivated made him Wake up instantly.

At this time, the palace's call to him became more and more intense, and Luo Feng was walking cautiously towards the palace gate.

Fortunately, no danger was found. When I came to the palace, I realized that it was an extremely beautiful hall.

After he entered, the whole hall was shaken. A strange beast with black scale armor, body shape like a lion, a single curved horn on its forehead, and purple eyes appeared out of thin air.

Luo Feng looked at the strange beast in front of him with some vigilance: "Who are you..."

"I am the secret technique itself. Weapons, armor and everything have spirits. Why can't the secret technique have spirits?"

It was only at this time that Luo Feng realized, and then he felt pleasantly surprised. With the entire Duan Donghe's memory, he certainly knew what kind of existence the spirit of the secret technique was.

The spirit of mystery can only be produced by the existence of the third-generation patriarch, and others don't even think about it.

The greatest usefulness of the secret technique is to automatically select the most suitable master. Obtaining the secret technique by force will only fail.

As for the spirit of the secret technique, except for the secret technique himself, no one else can destroy the treasure of the secret technique even if they want to.

"You still have some background to be able to enter the picture scroll world, but whether you can get this secret technique depends on your strength, see clearly!" The unicorn shot four rays of light, falling in four different directions of the hall.

A huge picture scroll protruded from each of the four walls of the main hall. The scroll rolled down and hung down, and there were countless words on the picture scroll.

It's just that the text on three of the scrolls is unclear, and only one scroll is very clear.

"The four volumes of secret art, the only picture scroll you can see clearly is this secret art of Nayin. This secret art is very demanding. The practitioner should be the master of the law, and the highest can only be a true god. No matter how powerful , there is no possibility of success in cultivation.”

The unicorn looked at Luo Feng: "Actually, I don't think you will succeed, but if you come in, then give it a try, and you will probably fail."

Luo Feng didn't talk too much, instantly.Then he began to practice the secret art of Na Yin, and the purple unicorn looked at the decisive Luo Feng and couldn't help giving him a high look.

Chen Hao looked at Luo Feng's incarnation of divine power who seemed to be in a deep sleep, and said thoughtfully, "Have you started training yet? Come on! You've come this far, so don't fail."

Luo Feng on the floating land in the eighth floor was motionless, with white dots of white light all over his body.

The whole person radiated bursts of willpower to the surroundings, and every soul in his body was covered with a white dense pattern, which directly penetrated into the life imprint of every divine power.

Fortunately, Luo Feng has practiced the Mystic Eye Technique, and his will has already begun to fuse with his body, so he is not considered a rootless duckweed, as his will grows stronger.

Chen Hao stared closely at Luo Feng's incarnation of divine power: "I have entered the second stage, I don't know if I can enter the third stage in the end."

Luo Feng has already used all his energy to resist the pain caused by the secret technique of cultivation. This pain is no less than the recognition of the master of the Star Tower back then.

Of course, now Luo Feng is much stronger than before, and he can still bear the pain of the life mark.

It's a pity that whether the life mark can bear it is another matter, even if Luo Feng can bear the pain of the broken life mark, but if the life mark is broken, that is falling.

(End of this chapter)