I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

The ancient ship was sailing in the direction of the ancient spirit realm, Qin Feng was not idle, and spent most of his time studying the thousands of strands of chaotic energy that accompanied the breakthrough of the Martial Realm.

These chaotic qi are suspended in front of him, each strand is as heavy as ten thousand junctures, falling from an ancient ship, it can crush a mountain peak, it is amazing.

However, although the weight of these chaotic qi was terrifying, in front of Qin Feng, they were as light as a feather, and they could be easily grasped in the hands without feeling the slightest weight.

"Boy, with so much Primal Chaos Qi, you may not be able to use all of it, why don't you share half of it with me!"

Seeing the thousands of strands of Chaos Qi in front of Qin Feng, the black dragon was almost drooling, and said: "When I become an emperor, I will help you give you the remaining half of the Chaos Qi to forge the Emperor Armament, how about it? "

Qin Feng, whose thoughts were originally on the Primal Chaos, turned dark immediately after hearing the words, this guy was too greedy, and actually set his mind on these Primal Chaos.

"If you make a blood contract with me and become my pet, I can consider it." Qin Feng said lightly.

"Boy, you think too much!"

The black dragon was immediately annoyed, and said: "This dragon is a dragon clan that has been blessed by heaven and earth, and only human races are my pets. You actually want to accept this dragon as a pet!"

"Then don't talk about it." Qin Feng said directly.

Seeing that there was no hope, the black dragon slipped back into the nine-story demon tower, fearing that Qin Feng would really want to keep him as a pet if the conversation continued.

After the black dragon left, the cabin became quiet, and Qin Feng's eyes fell on the chaotic atmosphere again.

"So much Primal Chaos Qi can be used to forge the Emperor Armament, should I forge it into a natal spiritual weapon?" Qin Feng hesitated in his heart.

If other monks obtained so much Primal Chaos Qi, they would definitely forge it into a natal spiritual weapon without hesitation.

Because the natal spirit weapon can be continuously strengthened with the improvement of cultivation base, the potential is unlimited, and it can exert stronger power than ordinary spirit weapons.

But Qin Feng was a little hesitant in his heart, because if these thousands of strands of chaotic energy were forged into a weapon, it would not improve him much.

He already has the Zhuxian Sword that can be upgraded with continuous killing, that is the real unlimited potential, and there is no need for another one for the time being.

What's more, all things are derived from chaos, if it is cast into a natal spiritual weapon, the form will be completely fixed, which violates the way of chaos.

"It would be great if I could perfectly control thousands of strands of Primal Chaos Qi and transform it into different weapons during battle, or even integrate it into martial arts." Qin Feng murmured to himself.

But he also knows that this idea is good, but it is extremely difficult.

This chaotic air is a thousand strands alone, not a whole. If it is forged and fused into a weapon using different fires, it will take a long time, but it is not that troublesome.

And if you want to quickly condense it without using the different fire, and use it for combat, it is equivalent to dividing your spiritual consciousness into thousands of strands at the same time. It is not that simple, and the requirement for spiritual consciousness is very scary.

But it's not in Qin Feng's character to just give up.

Then he lowered his eyes slightly, exuded a powerful spiritual consciousness, and began to try to control the strands of chaos respectively.

In the beginning, it was naturally impossible for him to control thousands of strands at the same time, so he tried to control more than 100 strands first, trying to condense them into a sword.

"Om..."

The hundreds of strands of chaotic air controlled by Qin Feng trembled slightly, and although they all gathered slowly according to his intention, his consciousness felt very chaotic.

After all, this is dividing the spiritual consciousness into a thousand points. If you want to take care of it at the same time, it will be chaotic and exhausting.

But he did not give up, but continued to persist.

Time passed slowly.

Under Qin Feng's insistence, after half an hour, night had already fallen, and the more than 100 strands of chaotic energy finally condensed into the shape of a sword.

"Shh!"

However, Qin Feng just wanted to control the movement of the sword of chaos, but it completely scattered.

"It seems that this is more troublesome and suffering than I imagined!" He couldn't help but said with a wry smile.

Qin Feng is ready to try again.

But suddenly, he thought of something, and took a bodhi fruit out of the system space.

This is the reward for Qin Feng signing in before.

Although the bodhi fruit is a sacred object of Buddhism, the bodhi fruit he signed has a lot of blood on it, which looks very strange.

But it was with the help of this bodhizi before that he was able to reconcile the Buddhist martial arts he practiced with the demon skills without conflicting with each other.

Qin Feng felt that with this Bodhi in hand, it should be easier for him to comprehend how to control the thousands of strands of chaotic energy at will.

"Om..."

Sitting cross-legged, Qin Feng is holding a bodhi seed, like a sitting Buddha, and the bodhi seed also emits a faint light.

He began to continue trying to control these chaotic qi.

.....

For the next month or so, the ancient ship sailed at a constant speed, arriving at a different domain almost every three days.

Qin Feng in the ancient ship, of course, would not forget to sign in.

"Ding! Congratulations to the master, you have successfully signed in and won the reward of the Heavenly Soul Melting Blood Pill!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the master, the sign-in is successful, and you will be rewarded with Earth Spirit Plasma!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the master, the sign-in is successful, and you will be rewarded with the Huantian Kungfu!"

Because it was not the first time for Qin Feng to pass through many domains, the rewards for signing in were not very rich, but there were also many cultivation resources he could use.

And with the help of Bodhizi, during this period of time, Qin Feng's control over thousands of strands of Primal Chaos Qi also improved considerably.

At noon one day, the ancient ship was sailing slowly.

In the mountains in front, there was a deafening roar suddenly, and a large number of birds were startled.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Immediately afterwards, there were three figures, soaring into the sky from the forest, fleeing in panic, all wearing the costumes of Dayan Holy Land.

"Roar!"

And behind them, an Amethyst Winged Lion King with wings on his back also soared into the sky.

Its eyes glowed with a strange purple light, its mouth was covered with fangs, and its whole body was covered with a kind of purple spar, even its wings.

With a powerful aura, he is already a ninth-level high-level monster, comparable to a third-layer heavenly powerhouse in the Creation Realm.