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Chapter 1767 This is also a kind of practice

Yang Feng's clothes were soaked with sweat, and big drops of sweat fell on the straw like rain.

He raised his head unwillingly and looked towards the blue sky.

At this time, Qingtian was still sitting leisurely in the middle of the roof, and the birds that had been scattered just now returned to his side.

"..."

Yang Feng had never felt so frustrated.

Even when he was dealing with Sima Shan, at least he was able to use his martial arts, and it also forced him to take action.

Can face the blue sky.

Yang Feng felt powerless.

No matter what I do, there is no way I can beat him.

"Senior, you... are too strong."

Yang Feng finally realized how powerful the man who only existed in history books was.

He once thought that he could leave his name in history, creating an era like the sky, but now...

In the era of blue sky, there is not a trace of moisture.

Qingtian did not feel a sense of accomplishment after winning. He just looked at Yang Feng in front of him and smiled: "Your strength is beyond my imagination. Just talking about your own strength, you have surpassed many people. It's a pity that relying on one's own strength is always limited."

Yang Feng had heard his words before.

Yang Feng even thought that he had grasped part of the truth.

But only at this time did Yang Feng suddenly realize how big the gap was between him and his true realm.

Qingtian stood up at this time, held Yang Feng's shoulder with one hand, and then took him home.

Most of Yang Feng's spiritual energy had been used up and he felt a little weak.

After all, he had already used up all his luck in restoring the bronze tripod, so he was even weaker now than before.

at home.

Qingtian prepared a few fruits for Yang Feng, and then said: "This is your meal for today. In fact, it is not suitable for you to eat too much now. People can never reach a state of emptiness when they are full."

"Yes."

Yang Feng agreed.

But his eyes were always looking at the blue sky in front of him.

The same question still remained in Yang Feng's mind: where was he?

Is this a time travel, or is it a dream like before, or a certain space?

If this was a dream, it was a bit too real and scary.

Qingtian seemed to have noticed Yang Feng's weirdness, and asked curiously, "You seem to be looking at me with very strange eyes since just now, is there something you don't understand?"

"I……"

"Actually, if you have any questions, I can answer any of them."

Qingtian said in a carefree manner, "But I have to go out for a while, so you won't have much time."

"Yes, then can I...can I ask you a few questions about this world?"

Yang Feng spoke directly.

He looked around curiously and asked, "Where exactly is the Eye of the World? Also, which dynasty and country are we in now?"

"It seems that you are indeed very special. Now, of course, you are in the Ming Dynasty. The land of China is beneath your feet. It's just that I found a more special location."

Qingtian said, "Why, have you lost your memory?"

"No, I..."

Yang Feng didn't know how to explain it.

He simply stopped asking this question and asked again: "Then can I ask you some questions about cultivation?"

"Of course, just like my friend just now."

Qingtian answered easily.

Yang Feng was also curious when he mentioned this, and asked, "Senior Qingtian, do you really regard them as your friends?"

After he asked, he felt that he was being a little presumptuous and was about to explain.

But Qingtian smiled at this time and said, "You think they are too weak, right?"

"Yes... yes, in fact, there is no need for them to ask to learn from you. With their strength, they still have a lot to learn."

Yang Feng spoke truthfully and continued: "Besides, you are the leader of our ancient warriors. In this era, you should be very busy."

"It's natural, but it's tiring to classify everyone into noble and humble."

Qing Tian smiled and said, "Besides, communicating with them is also a form of cultivation."

“I don’t quite understand.”

Yang Feng didn’t know what those people could provide to Qingtian.

Qingtian sat down next to him. When he mentioned this, there was still some surprise in his eyes. He said, "This is a way of cultivation that I just discovered last year. It is that people's faith will bring a special kind of energy, which can also become a more advanced power."

"High-level power?"

"Yes."

Qingtian mentioned this in a more serious tone, saying: "Even an ordinary person has his own beliefs, and the power of these beliefs is an upgrade of natural power."

"This...I don't quite understand."

Yang Feng felt a little confused.

Qingtian was much more serious at this time, and said: "Based on my past path, I divided ancient warriors into three levels. The first is the self-powered ones, that is, those who only rely on practicing their own strength to strengthen their spiritual power. There are countless of them."

"Yes."

"The second is someone who can harness the power of nature, like you."

Qingtian became serious and said, "I think since you can use your mind, you can naturally sense some of the power of nature, right?"

"Yes, but I am still at a very simple level. I need to rely on my own spiritual power to drive it."

"Well, this shows that you still need to practice, but once you reach the highest level, you will find that the power of nature is also limited."

Qingtian said, "In this world, there is a more advanced power, that is, everyone can attach the power of nature to themselves and become a more advanced power..."

"You mean, if the power of nature is rice, then the power of human faith is the processed rice, right?"

"That's right! That's it! You're a genius!"

When Qingtian heard Yang Feng's vivid metaphor, he immediately said happily: "The power hidden in everyone's body can be used, and I have collected it from these friends. I think this must be the ultimate great power of the ancient warriors!"

He was very excited when he mentioned this.

But when Yang Feng heard this, he was shocked.

What he didn't expect was that Qingtian had already comprehended the third level of ancient warriors at this age.

You know, he doesn't have eyes like yours, and he doesn't even have a master.

It seemed as if all of this was realized by him.

Yang Feng became serious and said, "Then may I ask Senior Qingtian, how can I practice to reach this level?"