Chapter 29: Lei Feng Zhen on the West Lake Night Walk
"This time I went to the lower world to settle the grievances of the past. I only need to kill Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, and then capture the dragon princess Long Yimeng. As long as the demon princess is in hand, I will definitely be able to escape in the fairy world.
The reputation is shocking.”
Fahai turned into a golden light and rushed towards the teleportation array between the immortal and human realms. Along the way, he was constantly thinking. If he could capture the demon emperor Long Xiaotian's precious daughter alive, he would definitely be able to make Long Xiao
Heaven throws a rat-proof weapon.
As for Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, they had a thousand-year grudge against him, so they could kill them on the spot. The life and death of these two people was far less important than Long Yimenglai. Fa Hai had made up his mind, and a trace of emotion appeared on his face.
A proud smile.
Fahai laughed, as if everything was under his control. After flying for about three hours, he arrived at the teleportation array between the two realms of immortals. As a ray of light flashed, Fahai was also at the teleportation array.
, disappeared without a trace.
Time always flies by so fast, and in the blink of an eye, another five days have passed. Feng Luochen exhaled a breath, and then slowly opened his eyes. He stood up with a smile, and suddenly felt that his body was full of energy.
Endless power. These five days of practice have also made his cultivation reach a higher level.
"Master, you are out of seclusion. It's strange, why can't I detect your realm? Could it be that the senior is here again? What kind of secret method did he pass on to you this time?"
Looking at Feng Luochen who walked out of the door, Feng Huaian also had a trace of doubt on his face. Unless blessed by secret techniques, people with advanced cultivation can sense the realm of people with low cultivation. Of course, the two of them
If they have equal cultivation levels and one party wants to deliberately conceal it, it will be extremely difficult for the other party to detect it.
Now Feng Huaian can't sense Feng Luochen's realm. He naturally thinks that it is the mysterious old man who has passed on Feng Luochen's secret method of hiding realms. Speaking of Feng Luochen's cultivation, he can
He would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.
"Haha, that senior didn't come. Uncle Feng, what do you think of my cultivation at this time?"
Feng Luochen smiled slightly. At this moment, he also showed his momentum. A powerful spiritual power surged out, and Feng Huaian was dumbfounded. At this time, Feng Luochen's state was the same as his own, and he had actually reached the level of refining.
The eighth level of Qi.
"How is this possible? You actually broke through again? In just five days, you broke through two more small realms? Oh my god, this is absolutely impossible."
Feng Huaian's face was full of disbelief. He looked at Feng Luochen as if he were looking at a monster. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped himself twice. The burning feeling on his face made him grimace in pain.
Only then did Feng Huaian realize that he was not dreaming.
"Uncle Feng, don't make a fuss. That senior's Spirit Gathering Formation has made my cultivation progress rapidly. Maybe it's because he gave me the elixir before. This time I broke through without any obstacles. Maybe it's because he gave me the elixir before.
It's because the power of the elixir has not been fully absorbed by me."
This speed of cultivation is indeed too shocking. Feng Luochen smiled helplessly and blamed all this on the mysterious old man who was nothing. When Feng Huaian heard this, he suddenly realized. Because in his heart, that person
Seniors are simply omnipotent existences.
"Uncle Feng, now that you and I are in the same realm, why don't we compete again?"
"In the past few days, I have also touched the threshold of both strength and softness. Although you have broken through, it is not that easy to defeat me."
Seeing that Feng Luochen wanted to spar, Feng Huaian would not refuse. Last time after Feng Luochen's advice, he had been studying the method of combining hardness and softness. At this time, his sword skills were
In the middle, I have been able to achieve hardness with softness, and softness with hardness.
Feng Huaian, who has understood the balance of strength and softness, also has great confidence in himself. Feng Luochen is naturally extremely powerful, but even if he is not victorious, he will not be defeated so easily, right? After all, with the balance of strength and softness, he can
It can be regarded as opening up a new world to his martial arts path.
The sparring match between Feng Luochen and Feng Huaian started very quickly, but ended even faster. In just over thirty moves, Feng Luochen had already knocked the knife out of Feng Huaian's hand.
Feng Huaian's face was full of astonishment. He couldn't figure out why he lost so quickly.
In fact, Feng Luochen was still merciful after the fight just now. If he had used all his strength, he would have defeated Feng Huaian within ten moves. After all, the two of them were at the same level at this time, so how could Feng Huaian, a mortal?
Can you withstand the ten moves of Qingtian Sword Emperor?
"Master, please don't come to me for competition in the future. Uncle Feng's meager self-confidence has almost been destroyed by you. Young people are scary, young people are really scary."
Feng Huaian's words were also very depressing. You must know that more than twenty days ago, Feng Luochen was still a dandy young master who had no power to tie a chicken. Not to mention that he had practiced, even if he was asked to kill a chicken,
I'm afraid they all have a certain degree of difficulty.
He didn't expect that half a month later, he would be able to fight with him back and forth. Let alone now, he couldn't even catch his thirty moves. While Feng Huaian was depressed, he was also extremely worried.
I am so happy that my young master has finally achieved something, and is no longer the second dandy in Hangzhou City.
Feng Luochen and Feng Huaian walked into the hall of Feng Mansion together. Feng Renping and Liu Suxin also knew about their son's progress these days. Their level of surprise was not at all inferior to Feng Huaian's.
After all, in their eyes, Feng Huaian is the most powerful person in Hangzhou City besides Han Qingtian. If Feng Luochen can defeat him at this time, doesn't it mean that his son has become such a powerful person?
The first person in Hangzhou?
Of course, the so-called number one person in Hangzhou City is just a mortal's opinion. If it were a cultivation sect, any small inner disciple would be enough to crush Han Qingtian and Feng Huaian.
After dinner, Feng Luochen went out. Practicing blindly was actually not a good thing. Now that he had been practicing hard for more than ten days behind closed doors, it was time to go out and relax.
Feng Luochen came to the bank of the West Lake and walked alone by the lake. There were many fewer tourists in the West Lake at night. There was a cool breeze blowing by the bank of the West Lake, and the evening breeze blew by, making it particularly cool and comfortable.
Feng Luochen was walking by the West Lake. He looked at the Leifeng Pagoda standing on the lakeside, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes. Counting the days, Bai Suzhen would break out of the seal in the next few days. He only hoped that by then,
Don't cause any trouble.
It's just that the demon princess and the Yaochi saint both came to Hangzhou, so this matter may be difficult to solve. Feng Luochen walked towards Leifeng Pagoda like a ghost. When he reached the foot of the tower, he couldn't help but look up.
.I saw the towering Leifeng Pagoda, which can be described as extremely spectacular.
At this moment, a rustling sound came from behind Feng Luochen. He looked back and saw an old monk standing behind him. This man's beard and hair were all white.
Gao, wearing a gray-white monk's robe. He had a broom in his hand and was sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
"I was passing by here and wanted to take a walk. Master, please forgive me for disturbing you."
When he saw Feng Luochen looking back, the old monk put one palm up in front of his chest and recited the Buddha's name. Feng Luochen put his hands together and returned the salute. When the old monk saw Feng Luochen, he did not leave for the time being.
Meaning. He smiled slightly and continued to sweep up the fallen leaves on the ground.
At this moment, a sound of breaking through the sky suddenly came from the distance. Feng Luochen looked up and saw a young man and woman coming from the West Lake. They tapped the lake with their toes, rising and falling a few times.
Then we came to the foot of Leifeng Pagoda.
I saw that the man was wearing a blue shirt and was about in his early twenties. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes were handsome, and he had a long sword at his waist. The woman was dressed in white, and her gentle and gentle appearance was eye-catching.
I can't help but feel excited.
"Miss Su, it's you, what a coincidence."
"Master Feng, we meet again."
Feng Luochen smiled slightly when he saw the woman in white. This person was none other than Su Xin'er, who had been playing the piano and flute with him in the painted boat. The moment Su Xin'er saw Feng Luochen
, there was also a hint of joy in his eyes.
The two simply said hello, but Su Xiner's joyful expression was caught in the eyes of the man in blue shirt. An imperceptible murderous intention flashed in his eyes. But then this murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
His intention was concealed by his smile.
"My friend, it turns out that you are Xiner's friend. I am Jian Beichen, who is from the immortal world. There may be a fight here in a while. A battle of this level is not something that you mortals can intervene in.
, Your Excellency, it would be better for you to leave quickly."
This man in a blue shirt is Jian Beichen, the personal disciple of the Immortal Lord Jian Taixu. He seemed to be persuading Feng Luochen with good intentions, but in fact his words were full of arrogance. He was aloof and incompetent.
In his entire life, Feng Luochen was like an ant in his eyes.
Feng Luochen naturally heard the implication of Jian Beichen's words. He smiled slightly but did not respond. Since this person's surname is Jian, there is no guarantee that he has anything to do with Jian Taixu. He and Su Xiner came here together.
, presumably also because of Bai Suzhen's breaking of the seal.
From this point of view, Bai Suzhen was about to break the seal. Feng Luochen looked back, wanting to remind the old monk sweeping the floor to escape first. Unexpectedly, there was no one behind him. The old monk sweeping the floor just now was already gone.
Fei Mingming has disappeared.
This old monk sweeping the floor gave him an extremely strange feeling. He seemed extremely ordinary, but the more ordinary he was, the more mysterious he was. Feng Luochen felt strange in his heart, but before he could think more about it,
At this time, Leifeng Tower suddenly experienced a violent vibration.