"By the way, Master Feng Sect, do you have spiritual roots too?"

Zhang Yuan asked curiously.

"have."

Feng Xiaohan nodded.

"Then the strength you improved last time was also very high."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

Feng Xiaohan and the others were next to the Twelve Golden Man last time. The spiritual weapon was leaked. It must be the first wave of people who enjoyed spiritual energy. I am afraid the benefits they will get are unimaginable.

Feng Xiaohan did not have the problem of him, but warned: "After obtaining the spiritual energy, although it can achieve leaps in strength, it will also lead to unstable foundations, so it must be refined as soon as possible. The most important thing is to stabilize the foundation."

Zhang Yuan curled his lips secretly,

Strong yarn.

He didn't feel any spiritual energy at all.

"Master of Fengsect, I won't disturb you anymore. You should recuperate your injuries and I will stabilize the foundation."

Zhang Yuan said.

Without staying for too long, he left here and found an inn outside to stay.

The black swastika thing can’t be solved in a short time.

As Feng Xiaohan said, I will try to live for a month first.

If you can't even survive the first month, then everything is false.
Chapter completed!