Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Feng Qingran did not answer Feng Zhichu, but flew down on an ancient tree and looked at the place where he left just now.

After Feng Qingran left, mist rose from the forest.

Then something sneakily appeared.

You can vaguely see the thing jumping around.

It looked around cautiously, as if confirming something.

After it was sure that Feng Qingran had left, it suddenly jumped up to the skewers and made a "chirp" sound.

When Feng Zhichu saw this scene, he sent a message: "Master, it seems to be a colorful mushroom. Mushrooms eat barbecue? This is really the first time I have seen it. No, the original aura is on it. Do you want me to go?" Catch it?"

Feng Qingran sent a message: "Wait a little longer."

To create such a realistic illusion, mushrooms alone should not be able to complete it.

Plant cultivation has limitations.

Sure enough, when the mushroom was half eaten, a small caterpillar emerged from the ground.

The little caterpillar has big and round eyes and two small tentacles on its head. It looks very cute.

After it appeared, the little mushroom bounced and hid far away, watching the little greenworm warily.

The mushroom is more than ten times larger than the caterpillar, but it is still afraid of the caterpillar.

The little caterpillar sniffed the skewers, and then all the remaining skewers disappeared.

Feng Zhichu was surprised and said: "Master, master, they all have the aura of the origin, don't let them run away."

"Do they have an original aura in them?" Feng Qingran asked.

"Correct."

Upon hearing Feng Zhichu's voice transmission, Feng Qingran's eyes became dark. She could only sense their existence, but not their original aura.

It seems that the origin of these two is an extremely powerful origin.

"Master, do you want me to catch them?" Feng Zhichu looked at the two sneaky beings below and couldn't wait.

"It's not possible now, we need to wait." Feng Qingran was not sure whether the formation below could trap them.

After all, the original power in them is too powerful, and if they take action without permission, if they hide, they will be in trouble if they try to find it again.

The mushrooms and the little caterpillars seemed to be communicating something.

Completely unaware that the mist gradually disappeared and they were revealed.

"Master, this turns out to be the Chaos Spiritual Mushroom. It is an extremely precious existence in the ancient world. I heard that stewing it in soup and taking it can increase the strength of the soul." Feng Zhichu's voice transmission was full of excitement.

It is indeed the battlefield of the gods, even with such things.

"Yuan Shen?" Feng Qingran asked slightly confused.

The exercises she came into contact with never mentioned Yuanshen at all.

"When the master's physical body has been cultivated to the extreme, he can cultivate his soul." Feng Zhichu responded.

"What is the difference between the soul and the soul?" Feng Qingran asked her confusion.

Feng Zhichu paused for a moment and said via voice: "Of course there is a difference, and the difference is very large."

"Even ordinary monks can cultivate the soul, but the soul requires the practitioner to reach a certain level of strength before he can start cultivating."

"It is very dangerous to release the soul easily. If the opponent is a soul eater and happens to be stronger than you, it is likely to swallow your soul directly."

"The real strong people cultivate their soul."

"The soul is produced by the combination of your own strength and essence. In fact, it is also an innate spirit that is innate in your body."

"This kind of innate aura will not appear until the strength reaches a certain level."

"Now the gods in the divine world have not reached the strength to cultivate the soul at all. It is actually okay for them to blindly choose to cultivate the soul, but there is a big problem if they also use the soul to fight."

"Once the soul is injured, it is extremely difficult to recover. If the soul cannot be healed, it will prevent them from cultivating the soul in the future."

"If things continue like this, the innate divine energy existing in the soul will be depleted, and the path of cultivation will become more and more difficult in the future."

Feng Zhichu told it in great detail.

But after Feng Qingran heard this, her eyes darkened slightly.

There is no record in any of the books that Feng Zhichu mentioned. Among the many exercises left by her mother, there is no one about cultivating the soul.

With my mother’s strength, it’s impossible not to be able to obtain Yuanshen’s skills.

Does that mean that my mother has never seen Yuanshen’s cultivation techniques?

"Chuchu, where did you know about the soul?" Feng Qingran asked with a solemn expression.

"It's in the inheritance I got. It's precisely because I can cultivate the soul that I have the strength I have today." Feng Zhichu didn't seem to understand why Feng Qingran asked this.

The human race should know more about the soul than it does, so why does the master seem to know nothing?

Plants are inherently soulless.

They can develop spiritual intelligence by chance.

Even if they want to cultivate, their path is tens of thousands of times more difficult than that of humans.

"At the beginning of the early days, were all the saints from the prehistoric period the primordial spirit they cultivated?"

"Yes, those with strong souls can step through the void, and even if they are stronger, they can go back in time."

Feng Qingran fell into silence and contacted Bai Ze.

Bai Ze sent a message and said: "You are right. The techniques practiced by cultivators now are incomplete. In fact, this is related to the battlefield of the gods."

"In ancient times, a group of mysterious men in black suddenly appeared. After they broke into the plane, they specialized in killing the powerful men who became enlightened."

"They will kill all those who have become enlightened, leaving no one behind."

"So Fuxi led the gods to fight against that group of mysterious people."

"But those mysterious groups are too powerful, too powerful to be described."

"It can be said that if they don't seem to be afraid and don't want to destroy this plane, with their strength, they don't have to enter the plane to kill the strong ones. They can destroy the entire plane without any effort."

"The result of the battle between the gods and them is of course that no one survives."

"At this point, almost all the ancient powerful men in the entire plane have fallen."

"But they didn't stop there at all. They then secretly killed the remaining strong men. Almost all the strong men with inheritance were wiped out."

"While they killed the strong men, they also destroyed all the ancient books, techniques, etc. In the end, they didn't even let the beasts go..."

"It was at that time that I took my fat body and hid in the mysterious realm of the land abandoned by the gods."

"I don't know what happened next. I only know that they destroyed almost everything about cultivation."

"As for the skills you can see now, they are more or less limited. Those skills that have truly survived from ancient times are probably only available to God."

"I can't tell you exactly. When the men in black came, I happened to be hiding and didn't confront them head-on."

"However, now that you have come to the battlefield of the gods, you will definitely be able to find many clues, and maybe you can also find some techniques left over from ancient times."

For a moment, Bai Ze really couldn't explain clearly what the problems were with the current practice.

It only knew that Feng Qingran's road to becoming stronger was difficult.

"Bai Ze, what is the Qinglian that those mysterious people are looking for?"