Chapter 163: Inventory of the harvest, the wanderer returns home
Chapter 163: Taking stock of harvest, the wanderer returns home
Putting aside the matter of the overthrow of Canglan Holy Mountain, taking stock of Feng Ziyue's harvest from this Tianwu trial and the trip to Canglan Holy Mountain, it can be regarded as extremely rich.
For Feng Ziyue, the most important thing is to finally obtain the Holy White Xanthium Fruit, which can heal his mother Chu Hongyu's injury - this is also the most important reason why he participated in the Tianwu Trial.
During the Tianwu trial, Feng Ziyue also received many benefits.
In addition to the improvement of cultivation and rich experience, I killed the eighth-level monster in the second level and obtained many skins, horns, blood, meat and other good goods.
The Shadowless Demonic Core obtained by killing the Demon King in the Dark World in the third level has become an extremely practical tool. This magical ability to conceal breath is extremely useful and will be of great use in the future.
In the fourth level of the flame world, kill the fire giant and the fire unicorn, and each will get one Lihuo Essence. Although one was used when killing the sixth-level star beast in the fifth level, there is still one Lihuo Essence.
The essence of fire, this thing is incombustible. It is extremely powerful. If used properly, it is also an important tool.
The transparent star core left behind by the sixth-level star beast was enlightened by the mysterious woman in white robe at the sixth level. Although it is not yet known what its use is, Feng Ziyue also vaguely feels that it must have something to do with him.
It's something that I have always carefully collected.
Of course, the reason why we can collect all these good things is also the Xumina mustard stone given by Wei Yaozu.
This can also be said to be one of the most important gains in the Tianwu Trial, and because of this thing, it is much easier to store any treasures.
Later, as a reward for the Tianwu Trial, Xiao Chen, who was in the first level, received a bottle of Beauty Pill. This strange pill can keep youth and beauty forever. Although Feng Ziyue felt that it was of little use, it was extremely useful for women.
A cherished treasure.
It's a pity that he hasn't had time to claim his reward in Canglan Mountain. Now that Canglan Mountain has been destroyed, I'm afraid there is no chance to get it again——
——But the Blackwood Holy Sword and the Martial Holy Seal given by the Martial Saint inheritance are both useful and good things.
He used this black wood holy sword very smoothly. Although when he created the nameless sword technique, he destroyed the ruthless sword he was used to in his previous life, he doesn't feel there is anything wrong with it now.
As for the Martial Saint Seal, the martial arts insights of past Martial Saints are very useful. Although I have learned it once, the effect will be even better if it is used by someone like my grandfather Feng Tianhe who has impacted the innate.
There is another thing, the spirit of the Demon Suppressing Stone Stele, which is the Water Dividing Jade Gui given by the old man. Now it seems that it has at least two uses, one is to be able to move through water, and the other is to prevent people from being affected by it.
Under the influence of Qingxin White Mist, one can smoothly use the energy of heaven and earth even in the shroud of white mist.
However, the latter function has no use now. Canglan Mountain has been destroyed and the white mist of Qingxin has dispersed. However, this part of Shui Yugui may have other magical effects that need to be further studied.
Compared with the harvest of these magical treasures, Feng Ziyue's improvement in martial arts has progressed by leaps and bounds, which is incredible.
Before the Tianwu Trial, his cultivation was at the peak of the Martial Lord, and he had just completed the second level of the sword embryo through the training of the Divine Sword Body. However, after the Tianwu Trial, Feng Ziyue was in the third level, relying on the Fire Qilin.
He trained his body with the Tianxuan True Fire and completed the training of the divine sword body.
Then, by challenging the sixth-level star beast and the star power trial, he combined the profound energy in his body with the tempering of his physical body, and achieved the realm of the Martial Emperor, with a body that does not leak.
Stepping into the void space of the sixth level, and under the guidance of the mysterious woman in white robe, I opened my eyes and expanded the new world of martial arts.
When he stepped into the Canglan Mountain, he received the help of the Innate Ultimate Fruit and the five-color innate stone. He broke through the innate in one fell swoop, reached the fourth level, and created the nameless sword technique. If this set of sword techniques can be controlled freely,
I'm afraid Chu Kuangren is no match for him, but based on his feeling, even if he breaks through to the peak of innateness, this set of swordsmanship will probably only have a rudimentary form. The power of this set of swordsmanship should be higher than that of innateness!
Then came the peak battle with the Martial Saint. The Martial Saint's seventh level of innate pressure finally allowed his potential to burst out, and he re-exercised the fifth form of the Sword God Technique that he had only used before his death in the previous life - Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One
!
Although this sword is only half of the first one, it is already extremely powerful. Although Feng Ziyue has not yet obtained the incredible magical powers of the sixth and seventh levels, but in a real fight, the masters of the seventh level are not enough to compete with him.
, maybe in today's world, only Long Buyang and Chu Kuangren can discuss martial arts with him!
However, there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.
The spirit of the demon-sealing stone tablet and the woman in white at the sixth level of the Tianwu Trial have both hinted that there are stronger masters outside the Tianwu Continent where Feng Ziyue lives.
For Feng Ziyue, after hearing such news, not only was he not discouraged, but he was even more hopeful.
For people like them who pursue martial arts, they are not afraid of stronger opponents, but are afraid of invincible loneliness. If the peak of martial arts can be seen clearly at a glance, how boring it would be!
After finishing the worldly affairs, you can still have a higher realm of swordsmanship to climb. Such a life will be more meaningful!
We can already see the city wall of Wuyang City from a distance. It is spring now, with willow silks fluttering lightly and catkins flying all over the sky.
Feng Bufan has not returned to his hometown for ten years, and now he feels a little timid when he comes close.
I don’t know what the old man in the family looks like now; I don’t know what those old friends and brothers are like now; I don’t know if the willow tree planted by my own hands in the yard is as green as before.
The most important thing is, is the child's mother still as beautiful as ever?
His heart was hot, but he was also a little timid, and his steps became slower and slower.
Looking at his father's appearance, Feng Ziyue understood quite well.
That day when he had perfected his swordsmanship and returned to Wuyang City, he was probably in a much more complicated state of mind than his father Feng Bufan now.
At that time, both parents and sister were dead, Xiao Die also passed away, the huge Feng family fell apart, and his grandfather Feng Tianhe had long since become a handful of dust; Gong Yangxi, his best teacher, had long since
Died to save himself.
This feeling of being close to home is much stronger than Feng Bufan.
"Dad, let's go quickly! Mom and grandpa are waiting for you!"
He reminded him gently, and Feng Bufan was shaken, his face showed an eager application, and his pace quickened a lot.
Yes, no matter what, those relatives are still there. No matter how long it takes or how long you wander, only your closest relatives will always be by your side, guarding and waiting, and will not forget you just because you have been gone for too long.
A wanderer with relatives is happy, because no matter what, he always has a warm home to return to.
Feng Bufan forced himself to suppress his excitement, but his eyes couldn't help but turn red. Although he was already in his thirties, his mood at the moment was the same as that of a teenager.
Wuyang City was getting closer and closer, but outside the city gate, there were many eagerly awaited young people. When they saw Feng Ziyue approaching from a distance, they all clapped their hands and laughed happily.
"It's coming! It's coming! Mr. Feng is back!"
This time Feng Ziyue led the disciples of White Deer Academy to the Holy Mountain to participate in the Tianwu Trial. Not only did he create a miracle that one person did not die, which made the parents in Wuyang City burst into tears, but he also actually passed the Tianwu Trial alone and passed the six levels alone.
, convinced all the disciples of the Xiantian Secret Realm!
This kind of glory has already spread throughout Wuyang City through the mouths of hundreds of people including Hu Xiaodao!
There was a sensation in Wuyang City!
The glory of Fengziyue is the pride of the entire Wuyang City!
His reputation in Wuyang City has reached its peak. At this time, even the emperor of the Ming Dynasty may not be as effective as this fifteen-year-old boy in Wuyang City.
He is the idol of all Wuyangcheng teenagers and the grateful benefactor of all parents.
When Feng Ziyue was fifteen years old, he killed three martial masters of the Zheng family, proving his strong strength; before the Tianwu trial, he defeated Ji Sansi, the young master of Lihua Palace, with one move, which set the secular warriors on fire.
In this Tianwu trial, he defeated all the disciples from the innate secret realm and came out on top, which changed everyone's established views!
Who says that secular warriors are necessarily inferior to those in the innate secret realm?
Feng Ziyue is the best example!
So when he just arrived at the gate of Wuyang City, he was already overwhelmed by the surging crowd. Feng Ziyue was overwhelmed with enthusiasm, but Feng Bufan stepped aside knowingly, letting his son enjoy this honorable and proud time alone.
Young man! Who doesn’t have this dream of glory that everyone is calling for at this time?
Feng Bufan smiled slightly. Twenty years ago, he would have been extremely jealous of his son's glory. However, twenty years later, he had already seen through it and just stood aside, feeling proud of his son's glory.
.
He has not returned for ten years, but not many people recognize him anymore.
He smiled faintly and walked to the old house alone.
Feng Ziyue reluctantly struggled to turn back from the crowd, only to see his father smiling and waving to him, then disappearing behind the crowd alone. Looking in his direction, he saw that he was going home.
——It’s okay, even if my parents haven’t seen each other for ten years, they also need space to meet alone.
Surrounded by this group of enthusiastic teenagers, I was afraid that I would have to walk around Wuyang City before I could go home. This time was enough for them to shed tears, right?
Feng Ziyue looked at his father's back with mixed feelings in his heart.
No matter what, in this life, I finally made it this far.
After saving my sister's life and gaining my grandfather's understanding and trust, the family can finally be reunited.
The sweetness obtained after such hard work is even more memorable compared to the cloud-like glory we enjoy now.
Feng Bufan walked slowly through the familiar alleys, watching the setting sun shining on the willow trees at the entrance of the alleys, leaving mottled shadows, and felt emotional in his heart, as if he felt like he was in another world.
The bluestone alley is still the same, and the ancient well at the entrance of the alley is also quietly staying in the same place. Except that the moss at the entrance of the well is denser, there seems to be no change.
This place is already secluded. Even in the afternoon, few people pass by.
Moreover, today all the young people in the city went to the city gate to welcome Feng Ziyue, making this ordinary alley seem even more peaceful.
He walked slowly on the bluestone road.
Step, step, step.
He couldn't tell whether it was the footsteps or his own violent heartbeat. In this familiar scene, he seemed to be in a dream.
After ten years of wandering, I have returned home countless times in my dreams. This is the same feeling.
The person you miss is right in front of you, but every step you take requires tremendous courage.
Their home is at the end of the alley, an ordinary courtyard. Although it looks from a distance, it has been renovated, but the courtyard wall built by Feng Bufan himself is still the same. Outside the courtyard wall, there are
It is covered with green vines and blooms with light purple flowers in spring.
Feng Bufan stood at the door in a daze, with countless scenes appearing in front of his eyes.
In a blink of an eye, it has been ten years.
He stood hesitantly at the door, not daring to knock on the door.
At this time, I heard a creaking sound, and it seemed like someone was coming out of the yard.
Feng Bufan's heart was pounding. He stepped aside and took a peek. He heard the sound of hurried footsteps. A woman in a sarong skirt opened the courtyard door and hurriedly stepped out. Next to her was a ten-year-old child.
He is constantly urging.
"Mom, hurry up, hurry up, they all said just now that my brother is back, we have to go quickly! Look what my brother has become!"
Feng Bufan looked at their silhouettes and was stunned for a moment.
"Those friends of yours are telling the truth. They have spread the news several times this month, saying that your brother is back, but every time they are happy in vain..." Chu Hongyu coughed lightly and helped Xue Xue.
My son had his hair straightened.
After the Tianwu trial ended, the disciples of Bailu Academy returned home one after another, and each one spread the word about Feng Ziyue's great deeds. When the mother heard about her son's great achievements, she was naturally overjoyed and looked forward to her son's early arrival every day.
Return.
Every day there are people waiting at the city gate, and every day there is always false news.
Chu Hongyu was always overjoyed when she hurriedly went out to see him, but once there was news about her son, she couldn't help but have to go out.
"It must be right this time, they all said so..."
Xueer was very excited. She grabbed her mother and ran out of the alley. However, there was a shadow blocking her way, which made her raise her head in confusion.
I saw a tall and straight middle-aged man, wearing black clothes, with a strong look of excitement in his eyebrows, and even his lips were trembling slightly.
Chu Hongyu paused and couldn't believe her eyes.
"you you……"
She kept coughing, with a look of surprise on her face, but she couldn't help but shed tears!
"Yu'er!"
Feng Bufan couldn't help but burst into tears. He stood still and shouted loudly, "It's me - it's me who's back!"
Feng Xueer looked at her mother strangely. This man was so old and he was clearly not her brother. Why was her mother so excited? She turned her face and looked at this man again. She felt that he was vaguely similar to her brother.
But I really don’t recognize it!
Chu Hongyu looked at her expression and couldn't help but burst into laughter. She held her in her arms and brought her to Feng Bufan.
"Xue'er, this is your dad. Your dad is back! Call me dad!"
She raised her head and showed a beautiful smile, "Brother Fan, welcome back!"
"father--"
Xueer was also surprised. She prolonged her tone, called loudly, and ran into Feng Bufan's arms.