"Magic foot power?"

"Exactly."

"Then will he take the opportunity to use himself as bait?"

"I have clairvoyance." Fakong smiled and said, "It's not easy for him to plan to harm me."

"Supernatural power..." Xu Zhijian shook his head with emotion: "It is indeed something that others cannot do, which is enviable."

"When the disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult reach the level of Grand Master, they also have supernatural powers, right?"

He speculated that he had supernatural powers.

Because the disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult practice the heart of light, not the spirit, but faith and will, there should be a leap forward when they reach the realm of the Grand Master.

Xu Zhijian said: "The recovery speed of the great light body will be faster. As long as the will is immortal, the physical body will not be destroyed."

"Immortal..." Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Xu Zhijian nodded lightly.

Fakong smiled and said, "What a joy."

Xu Zhijian shook his head: "The great master in our sect has a long lifespan, but he is not immortal. His will is consumed slowly, but it is also consumed all the time."

"Let me think about it..." Fakong muttered: "At least three to five hundred years old, right?"

"The shortest is three hundred years old, and the longest is six hundred years old." Xu Zhijian said: "It can't be more than six hundred years old."

"Six hundred years old..." Fakong praised.

In this way, in terms of profound foundation, there is probably nothing more profound than the Holy Sect of Light.

Of course, among the three major sects, the Holy Sect of Light has the fewest disciples.

Xu Zhijian said: "Actually, it doesn't feel like living for such a long time. Many masters passed away early and went to the Holy Land of Light."

Fakong shook his head and laughed.

This is something he strongly disagrees with.

No matter how long you live, you will still feel good. How can you live enough?

Under the moonlight, the two of them walked happily, talking and laughing happily.

When they returned to the cliff, Lin Feiyang had already run back.

A new batch of game meat has been placed on the campfire, and fresh mushroom soup has been cooked.

But it was the big pot that Lin Feiyang had just brought back from Sifang City. It was boiling and the aroma was fragrant.

Fakong sat by the bonfire, opened his eyes, and looked at Li Xuanfeng.

He already has his own aura on his body, and has planted time and space coordinates. You can see his every move at any time, and you can also see the situation around him.

This is like having an extra eye, so you can see something strange at any time.

Li Xuanfeng and his party went all the way west.

More than twenty people dispersed, leaving only four people around Li Xuanfeng, and the rest turned light into darkness.

The group of five people kept walking and focused on their way.

Li Xuanfeng was as calm as water all the way, his eyes flickering.
Chapter completed!