"Senior Sister Furong, are you here?" Lin Feng is now the Supreme Disciple, but he returns to his residence every day, but he spends most of his time practicing hard because the time for the secret realm to open is getting closer and closer.
Furong would appear here almost every now and then, and no one knew what she was doing.
But every time, Furong would ask them for news about Chen Tian.
But the result was the same, Chen Tian did not come back.
"Senior sister is here again." Wu Long also said.
Furong glanced from a distance: "Isn't that guy back yet?"
"No, there has been a strange phenomenon in Tianchi recently, maybe it is related to brother Wangchen. If it appears soon, it must be a completely different person." Ao Sanxiao also said with some envy. Unexpectedly, among the four of them, Chen Tian actually
Became a disciple of the Holy Tradition.
Furong naturally also knew about the recent vision of Tianchi, but it had disappeared the day before, so she came here, thinking that Chen Tian would come back again.
"Sister, do you have something to do with Junior Brother Wangchen?" Lin Feng has asked more than once.
Furong shook her head.
Even she herself didn't know why she came here, whether she wanted to see him or whether she wanted to ask for a Beauty Pill for her sister. Perhaps only he would know deep in his heart.
Fleur left here.
Lin Feng smiled with Ao San, and Wu Long said, "Do you think Senior Sister Furong is interested in Brother Wangchen?"
"If it were before, there would definitely be no chance, but now I can't say for sure. After all, Brother Wangchen is now a disciple of the Holy Tradition." Ao San said with a smile.
Wu Long only likes Mu Jin and has little interest in other women and doesn't have that many ideas.
"There is only one and a half months left before the secret realm will be opened. We must seize the time to practice. Now that Wangchen is the direct disciple of the evil king, his strength will inevitably increase by leaps and bounds. We cannot fall behind." Wu Long.
After saying that, I went to the mountain to experience it.
Lin Feng forgot about him and said, "Sometimes, I really admire him."
"If Wu Long hadn't been because of his martial spirit, he would have been qualified to become a disciple of the Holy Tradition." Ao Sanxiao said, staring at his leaving figure.
"Brother Ao, what exactly is Wu Long's martial soul that can't grow, thus limiting his talents?" Although Lin Feng has always known about it, Wu Long seems to have never been willing to use his martial soul, so basically no one has seen it.
Been there.
Ao Sanxiao sighed after hearing this: "Actually, I don't know much either."
"It's a pity that Brother Long is so powerful." Both of them sighed.
Qingxuan Peak Houfeng Mountain Range.
Wu Long bombarded the mountain wall with his tyrannical body. Under his burly body, there was also a weak heart hidden. Just because his martial spirit was not powerful enough, he would be left out in the cold. Just because he could not let his martial spirit
His strength grew, so he was eventually limited to the peak of the martial arts realm.
Wu Long didn't believe in fate, so he worked desperately, but when he reached the eighth level of the martial arts realm, he couldn't break through for a full year.
Wu Long knew that all this was because of his martial soul.
Even if he cultivates his body to the extreme, how can a person who cannot even grow his martial soul achieve a breakthrough?
His heart was full of unwillingness.
"Martial spirit, martial spirit." Wu Long summoned the power of his martial spirit.
A snow-white monster appeared in his sight.
When Wu Long saw him, he was furious and slapped him with his palm. The little guy shrank into a ball and hit the mountain wall. In an instant, the entire mountain was destroyed.
"It's all because of you."
The snow-white monster was very cute. It looked aggrieved when Wu Long roared, and even took the initiative to rub its master's face, as if to tell him not to be angry.
There was a constant chirping sound.
Seeing this, Wu Long felt extremely soft-hearted. It was such a useless martial soul who accompanied him through autumn, winter, spring and summer. When there was no one around, he was always by his side.
"Little guy, are you willing?"
The monster made a chirping sound, and its eyes were extremely sharp.
Wu Long seemed to feel the vibrations in the monster's mind. He looked at the sky from a distance and murmured: "I am also very unwilling, but what can I do? The martial spirit cannot condense the martial spirit, and the source power can never be converted into mysteries.
, I can only achieve the pinnacle of the realm of martial arts in my life and become a saint in my body. Even if I achieve it, so what?"
The little guy seemed to feel Wu Long's inner reluctance, and his snow-white claws danced and gestured in front of Wu Long.
But how could Wu Long, a big boss like him, notice the actions of his martial spirit?
But fortunately, Wu Long just vented his emotions and fell silent in his own world. Even though he knew it was meaningless, Wu Long could not give up his martial arts path easily.
He has always wanted to prove to everyone with his own efforts that even if he cannot use martial arts, he will still become a strong person.
With this strong desire, Wu Long persisted until this point.
The top of the snow peak.
"Junior sister, you are here again. The secret realm is about to open. No matter what happens, I will protect you." Yu Wenxiu appeared in the snow mountain again, and his eyes looked in the direction of the graceful woman.
Yirong turned around and said, "Senior brother, I heard that something happened in Zhongtian Territory some time ago. I want to know the news about this."
Others may not know this news, but Yu Wenxiu, as a disciple of the Holy Tradition, has naturally heard about it.
When Yu Wenxiu saw Yirong talking to him, he excitedly told Yirong everything he knew, which naturally included everything that happened between Chentian, Sunset City, and the royal family.
"Although Wuchen's talent is good, it is still inferior to mine. Moreover, I am a disciple of Tianjian Mountain. He was born as a cold cultivator, so he is too arrogant." Yuwen Xiu said with a beaming eyebrow,
But he didn't notice Yirong's eyes becoming heavier and heavier.
…
Tianwu Peak.
"Wangchen, I'm going to kill you, kill you." In the secret training room, Baili Feng was improving her strength almost crazily, and her determination to kill Chen Tian was already deeply ingrained in her heart.
Almost everyone up and down Tianjian Mountain is preparing for the secret realm of the territory.
In this way, a whole month has passed, and there is only the remaining time before the secret realm is opened.
But during this period, something happened on Tianchi that no one could have imagined.
Tianchi Holy Spring.
"It's been a month, Queen, are you sure nothing will happen to you?" Boxi stared at the scene in front of him, extremely worried and shocked.
What is shocking is that someone actually stayed in Tianchi for a month. This is no longer a matter of talent. This person's future is simply unimaginable.
What worries me is that if Chentian has been motionless for a whole month, the energy of Tianchi is extremely powerful. Can Chentian really be able to withstand it completely?
If Chentian's life breath had not been saturated, they would have been afraid that this child would not be able to wake up.
But in this state, Chen Tian cannot be disturbed. If he is disturbed at the critical moment of his cultivation, he may fail in his success. Therefore, Hou Qing, Boxi and the others can only wait.
I have been waiting here for half a month.
As for Qing, he never leaves.
"One month. Nothing like this has ever happened since Tianjian Mountain was founded. Even my uncle has only been here for half a month. Where did this monster come from?" Qing couldn't help but say this.
Said, in his eyes, Chen Tian is already a monster.
Before, the divine light appeared and his cultivation level regressed, but he returned to the eighth level of Zunwu Realm in just two days. Now, his aura is at a saturation stage, as if he can break through at any time.
"No matter where he comes from, maybe the fate of our entire Tianjian Mountain will be changed because of him."
"I really want to see what the fate of this guy is." At this moment, Boxi had such an idea.
"You don't want him to go to Tianji City, do you?" Hou Qing said with a strange expression.
"Now is not the time, Tianji City is definitely not accessible to ordinary people, but he himself should be very interested in his own destiny." Boxi said confidently.
"No one is not interested in his own destiny." Hou Qing murmured.
"I really want to know how long he can stay in this Tianchi." Boxi took out the chessboard: "What do you think, just wait."
Hou Qing smiled: "Of course."
The same word, from sunrise to sunset, from cold night to day.
In the blink of an eye, a week has passed, and Chen Tian still has no movement in Tianchi, but the source of spiritual power condensed in his body is getting more and more.
"It's strange, this boy has faint spiritual power. Is it my imagination?" Boxi showed doubts, but thought that it is impossible for one person to have spiritual power at the same time. It must have been too long, and this Tianchi
It affected his breath.
"It's been the thirty-seventh day." Hou Qing only said this.
In the following time, the two of them were still playing chess, but they were paying attention to Chen Tian's every move all the time. However, there was no difference as usual.
In this way, half a month has passed, and there are only less than fifteen days left before the secret realm of the territory is opened.
At this moment, Chen Tian is in the world.
A white figure appeared on the top of the mountain in the world. He overlooked the world. The boys and girls in the world had begun to grow into children. They were practicing individually, and some of them had officially entered the path of cultivation.
"You still can't let go in your heart." A voice came from behind, and Hun Yi quietly appeared behind him.
"Boss, how's it going?" The boy in white didn't answer his question.
"Still in the process of practicing, but should be able to break through soon."
Lingyi fell into silence, and after a long time he said: "When I wake up this time, I feel that my power has become stronger."
"The boss gave us most of his power when he resurrected us. Otherwise, we would have been able to become saints." Hun Yi stood aside and said.
"We have to become stronger. If we are strong enough, things in Zhongtian Territory will not develop into a tragedy."
"You must have forgotten some things." Hun Yi said, but there was another layer of profound meaning in his words.
The moment the wind blew, the two young men stared into the distance. After waking up from death this time, the emotions of the two spirits seemed to have become more complicated.
And Lingyi discovered that there was a girl who had already been buried deep in his heart and could no longer be taken away.