Chapter 51 Cultivation (Third update, seeking flowers on the list)
The gentle breeze caressed the earth, and the mountains were buzzing with people. At this time, there were less than three days before the celebration meeting held by Tiandao Sect, and all the casual cultivators who came to celebrate were invariably talking about what happened a few days ago.
A major event occurred in the Tiandao Sect's Qingfeng Cliff. [] And the focus of this major event undoubtedly fell on Chen Feng.
Rumors are passed down from rumor to false, and it seems that there is no shortage of gossip and surrounding news in both distant China and the bizarre land of Zhongzhou.
Here, people's imagination has been given full play. In just a few days, Chen Feng was almost said to be a god, with the power to break the sky and shatter the universe.
However, as a mythical protagonist, he is not as powerful, brave, and domineering as the rumors say. On the contrary, Chen Feng is now pale, exhausted, lying on the bed like a dead dog, unwilling to move.
It turned out that that day, when the wind blade was about to hit Qiu Xuan, a wave of anger instantly swallowed up Chen Feng's reason. The two Great Emperor Seals in the Na Ring actually reacted with Chen Feng at the same time. This was why Chen Feng was able to block it instantly.
The key point in front of Qiu Xuan.
However, Chen Feng also paid a heavy price for this. After he forcibly cast the Great Shura Seal, he fell into a coma. It was not until the early morning of the third day that he woke up slowly, but the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be absorbed.
It felt like it was hollowed out, making him so weak that he could hardly breathe.
But facing his own state, Chen Feng didn't care. Instead, he was secretly happy. This was not only because he created the Great Shura Seal, but the most important thing was that the special task of protecting Qiu Xuan was completed.
After receiving 20,000 martial arts points and a golden Great Return Pill, Chen Feng felt like he was falling into the clouds and was so happy that he died.
The door was slowly pushed open, and Qiu Xuan, dressed in a light blue dress, walked in with light steps and a food plate in her hand.
"Are you feeling better?" There was a gentle look in her beautiful eyes, and her sweet voice was like a kingfisher on a branch, which made people feel relieved after listening to it.
"Much better, but I'm just weak!" Chen Feng's face suddenly turned pale the moment Qiu Xuan came in, and his voice became weaker and weaker, as if he was urging someone to die. Qiu Xuan's heart ached when she saw it.
He walked up quickly and said concernedly.
"Don't move around. You have a good rest. I'll feed you!" His smart eyes kept scanning over Chen Feng's body, showing concern everywhere. Chen Feng felt warm in his heart, and he hummed quietly and lay down.
On the bed.
"Feng'er, I remember that you were able to get out of bed and walk around yesterday!" The old and new voices sounded discordantly in Chen Feng's ears, with a lewd smile in their tone.
"Cough...cough...Master, you don't understand. This is called psychological comfort, promoting a harmonious ### relationship, and a healthy way of pretending to be ill. I am also doing this to better communicate with Xuan'er and establish a happy and happy relationship.
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Pouring his lips, Chen Feng had a calm expression on his face, but he had completely confused the old and the new. While the new and old were wondering what Chen Feng meant, Qiu Xuan had slowly come to the bedside, and then carefully put the
Chen Feng placed his head on his plump and smooth thighs, then picked up a small porcelain bowl, carefully filled a spoonful of soup, and blew it around his mouth.
"Come on, be careful of the heat!" He exhaled like a blue, the light body fragrance mixed with the soft touch under his head, Chen Feng was so happy that he wanted to faint. This was one of Chen Feng's most enjoyable moments in the past few days.
The small white jade spoon was gently placed to her lips, and the fragrant and slightly hot fragrant soup entered her mouth smoothly. A little smile flashed in Qiu Xuan's beautiful eyes, her red lips were slightly opened, and she whispered softly.
"Does it taste good?"
"Well!" Looking at Qiu Xuan who was very close at hand, Chen Feng suddenly felt a touch of emotion in his heart. What a good woman. He really doesn't know how many blessings he has accumulated in several lifetimes. It would be great if time could stay at this moment.
, if the two of them could be so dependent on each other forever, it would be a very happy thing.
But as soon as this thought crossed his mind, Chen Feng's mood quickly darkened. It is said that Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes, and Zhengyu was so carefree even before he had avenged his vengeance. How could he be worthy of his deceased brother, and the king who was eyeing him?
The hatred between me and him is as deep as the ocean, and this is definitely not the time for me to enjoy it.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng's face was slightly startled, and he smiled lightly at Qiu Xuan: "Xuan'er, I'd better do it by myself, I'm much better!"
As he spoke, Chen Feng was about to stand up, but Qiu Xuan held him down, with a mischievous look flashing in her eyes: "Forget it, I've been pretending for so many days, as long as this day is enough, I can still do it today."
Just like before, let me feed you!"
Er? He was slightly startled, and Chen Feng suddenly felt his face dull. It turned out that this little girl had noticed it a long time ago, but she never revealed it!
"Haha, what? Big idiots can blush!" Qiu Xuan saw Chen Feng's embarrassment, chuckled lightly, took another spoonful of fragrant soup, blew it gently to her mouth, and then fed it to Chen Feng's mouth...
As night falls, a bright moon hangs in the sky. Chen Feng slowly gets out of bed, opens the door and walks out of the small building. After the battle a few days ago, Qingfeng Cliff has now become Chen Feng's exclusive area. For no other reason,
Even the half of the cliff top that has disappeared not far away makes people feel like their scalp is numb. If one day Chen Feng gets angry and destroys the other half of Qingfeng Cliff, these monks will probably be happy.
Chen Fengdao didn't care about everyone's departure, and he just happened to be at ease.
Dots of stars hung in the dark night, like children's eyes, blinking in the sky. The breeze around them blew the branches and leaves on the trees, making a rustling sound, which made people feel cool.
After walking out of the room, Chen Feng saw Qiu Xuan not far away, staring at the sky in a daze. He couldn't help but feel curious, and walked slowly over.
"What's wrong? You're still not resting so late!"
"Uh-huh?" Qiu Xuan didn't seem to notice Chen Feng's arrival. When she heard the sudden voice, she turned around. After seeing clearly that the person coming was Chen Feng, she smiled sweetly: "It's nothing!"
"Really?" Chen Feng looked at Qiu Xuan with interest, then slowly walked to her side and sat down: "Are you a little homesick?"
"Well, it's okay! I just don't know how Third Grandpa and the others are doing. How are you all doing after being away for so long?" said Taoist, a look of loss flashed across Qiu Xuan's face, and her eyes became a little darker.
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Ever since the battle at Changshan, although this little girl didn't say it, she felt extremely aggrieved in her heart. Coupled with all the unfavorable situations in recent years, the little girl was even more exhausted physically and mentally.
"You will always get back what you lose, don't worry, I'm here!" Chen Feng looked at Qiu Xuan's appearance, felt a pain in his heart, and comforted him, then stretched out his hand to hold Qiu Xuan in his arms.
"Yes!" Qiu Xuan did not resist, but obediently rested her head on Chen Feng's shoulder, with a hint of warmth flashing in her eyes. Yes, she still had him, and with him here, what was she afraid of?
The bright moonlight slowly shone down, illuminating the earth in a silvery white. In this boundless silvery white, two figures felt the breeze around them, sitting quietly, accompanied by Qiu Xuan's even and long breathing.
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Chen Feng hugged Qiu Xuan quietly and looked at the full moon in the sky in trance. It has been six or seven years since he came to Zhongzhou, and he has stayed in the Tianfo Palace for a thousand years, but he has never forgotten it.
, the blood flowing through my body is the blood of China, and my soul is the soul of China.
Maybe Qiu Xuan felt haggard because she was driven out of Changshan. Maybe Chen Mu Song Ge could go through fire and water for the Western Regions, but what about me? Where is my hometown? Where is my home?
Suddenly in the silent night sky, a sigh came from the depths of the soul, where is my home?
