My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Chapter 1763: Loss of Spiritual Power

"Senior Qingtian, can I...can I do some recovery training here with you?"

Yang Feng asked.

His most urgent task was to at least recover some spiritual power, and then use the magic of teleportation to check the situation nearby.

If this is really a space, then it must have edges.

So Yang Feng wanted to explore the edge of this world and find out what was going on.

Qingtian didn't say much, but just said: "If you want to, of course you can."

He also thought Yang Feng was very peculiar.

Yang Feng expressed his gratitude.

Then, I heard a "gurgling" sound coming from my stomach.

"Eat first."

Qingtian said with a smile.

He is very kind to Yang Feng.

In fact, Qingtian also felt a little strange.

Because although Yang Feng no longer had any spiritual power, he still felt a very strange sense of intimacy from Yang Feng.

This kind of intimacy was something Qingtian had never experienced before.

Of course, he didn't know that this was because Yang Feng had inherited some of the spiritual power left by the dead Qingtian.

Accompanied by a satisfying meal and wine.

Yang Feng began to meditate and recover in the room of the thatched hut.

A day and a night passed.

the next day.

noon.

The sun is already shining brightly on the earth.

Yang Feng opened his eyes.

At this moment, an expression of regret appeared on his face.

"What's going on? I can't...recover my spiritual power at all."

A night passed.

Yang Feng's physical strength had indeed recovered, but he felt that the spiritual power in his dantian had been completely exhausted.

It's like a pool that has completely dried up.

"Is it really because I overused the rejuvenation?"

Yang Feng felt that things were getting very bad.

But at this moment, the sound of people talking was heard outside.

After Yang Feng walked out.

On the lawn in front of the thatched house.

Qingtian was sitting there, and the three young men in front of him were as well-behaved as students, listening to Qingtian's answer.

Yang Feng then remembered that Qingtian had said yesterday that three friends would come to see him.

"You're awake, why don't you sit down with me?"

The blue sky greeted.

Yang Feng walked over puzzled.

Five people sat on the lawn.

"Senior Qingtian, what you said is too profound. We really... don't understand..."

A young man's expression was full of annoyance.

Qingtian shook his head and said, "This is not profound, but it requires you to feel it with your heart."

"But we really can't understand what nature is, and we don't know what the power emitted by humans is..."

Another young man muttered.

After listening to it, all these people were still confused.

Qingtian did not blame them, but said: "This is the way of cultivation. The more you can understand in the future, the stronger you may become."

"Yes, thank you, Senior Qingtian. Can we...can we try it here?"

One person asked.

He wanted to try the method of gathering energy that Qingtian mentioned.

Qingtian nodded and said, "Of course there is no problem with this, but there are only three of you, so it seems inconvenient to spar with each other. It just so happens that I have a guest here today."

He looked at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment when he was looked at like this, and then he quickly said: "Senior Qingtian, I didn't recover my spiritual power this night..."

"It's okay, even taijutsu is fine."

Qingtian smiled and said, "They have come from afar to compete here. If you serve as their sparring partner, it can be regarded as fulfilling their wish."

"I am."

Although Yang Feng didn't have much confidence, he still agreed.

This is different from the past.

There really is no spiritual power in his body now, nor is there anything else special about him.

At this moment, Yang Feng felt like an ordinary person.

In this state, fighting against the gods...

The three of them obviously noticed it as well.

"Senior Qingtian, you let a person who has lost his spiritual power fight with us, this..."

The three of them were in a dilemma and looked reluctant.

Qing Tian smiled and said, "Don't underestimate your opponents. Spiritual power is not the only source of strength."

"Can……"

The three of them looked at each other.

Fortunately, two of them seemed to have a good relationship, and they immediately said, "Brother Lin, let's have a competition!"

"Okay, Brother Huang."

The two of them immediately headed towards the distant mountainside together.

There was only one unlucky guy left, and he naturally knew what was going on. It was that the other person looked down on Yang Feng and didn't want to waste time with him.

He could only look at Yang Feng helplessly and said, "Do you really want to spar with me in this state?"

"Senior Qingtian said it's okay, so I'll give it a try."

Yang Feng said, "Please give me more advice."

"It's natural, but... well, forget it, just fight casually."

The man had no choice but to stand up and introduce himself: "By the way, my name is Jian Xiong, what's your name?"

"My name is Yang Feng."

"Then you have to persevere. It would be too boring if you lose too quickly."

Jianxiong complained, still sounding very reluctant.

Qingtian sensed his emotions and said with a smile: "If you can beat him, I can personally spar with you once."

Qingtian's words instantly pushed Jianxiong's already depressed state to the limit.

Even the two people in the distance seemed to have heard these words.

They ran back almost at the same time and hurriedly said, "Senior Qingtian! Are you telling the truth?!"

"Of course it's true. If any of you three can beat him, I will spar with you."

Qingtian said with a smile.

His words instantly made the three of them excited.

My goodness, Qingtian is the true god of martial arts.

How can we not be excited when he makes such a promise?

Yang Feng didn't expect Qingtian to be so confident in him.

He was also somewhat helpless and could only say: "Then I'll start with the first person."

"Hey, I'll be done soon."

Jianxiong grinned.

The two of them slowly walked to a place farther away from the thatched hut.

The others automatically gathered from a distance.

Yang Feng stood there, looking at Jian Xiong who was ten meters away, feeling a little scared.

The next moment, he felt Jian Xiong's momentum suddenly burst out.

A terrifying force came towards me without any concealment.

Yang Feng sensed the danger and felt a chill on his back.

"you……"

Yang Feng didn't expect that Jian Xiong's strength was even stronger than he had imagined.

This is definitely not just a breakthrough to the level of a celestial being.

"I don't think you can resist someone without spiritual power. I will defeat you easily."

A smile appeared on Jianxiong's lips.

At this moment, his mind was full of thoughts about defeating Yang Feng and getting the chance to compete with Qing Tian.

Yang Feng took a deep breath.

Before he could react, he already felt Jian Xiong appear on his flank.

Yang Feng subconsciously wanted to capture the movement with his eyes. After all, his eyes could see attacks of any speed.

But then he realized a problem.

Since he had no spiritual power at all, his eyes became ineffective at this moment.