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Step by step, walking lightly and slowly.
It's like walking through the world in this life, coming and going as a passing guest.
The hero who repelled the sudden arrival in heaven is now just a lonely young man.
Everyone was speechless.
There were more and more golden light spots flying around his body, and his whole figure began to fade a little.
Walking all the way to the Xuanjian Division, Han Feng smiled brightly when he saw Bai Feihuang dressed in white and holding a sword.
"Feihuang, long time no see~ It's really hard for you to rush over to save me as soon as you come back~"
There were some tears under Bai Feihuang's eyes.
"You are a fool, you are always trying to be strong, how can I save you every time?"
The voice was choked.
A teardrop fell from the corner of his eye.
Han Feng stretched out his hand as if to wipe away Bai Feihuang's tears. Halfway through, he suddenly froze and took it back.
Sigh softly:
"I won't bother you anymore..."
As soon as these words came out, Bai Feihuang couldn't hold back her tears.
Han Feng seemed to have no time to talk to Bai Feihuang anymore, and looked at Nangong Lian who was standing aside:
"Boss Nangong, from now on, the Xuanjian Division... will be left to you."
Nangong Lian couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he said to himself:
"A group of people originally came to save you... but they were saved by you... Damn, what the hell is this!"
Han Feng smiled gently:
"How can you tell with the changes in the world? This battle can show the paranoia of Heavenly Court, so don't think about revenge for me... I am lucky to be on good terms with it..."
Nangong Lian said nothing.
The rest of the Xuanjian Division couldn't stand the atmosphere at this moment, so they all remained silent.
Han Feng looked around, smiled when he saw this, and said to himself:
"I think their purpose is to come here from [Lord Fierce Territory]. I'm really unlucky."
While talking, Jiang Xiaohu, who had been knocked unconscious by Nangong Lian, woke up leisurely, opened his eyes and saw Han Feng.
Full of surprises:
"Master!! It's really you!"
"I saw it just now. You are so powerful! That Red Emperor is so powerful, but you are no worse than him!"
"I just thought..."
Originally, the young man's voice was as brisk as a string of words, but as he spoke, he became slower and slower.
The young man also noticed that Han Feng's body color was getting lighter and lighter...
"master……"
Han Feng gave him an encouraging look, and with a tap of his finger, a golden aura entered Jiang Xiaohu's consciousness.
"You brat, you have to rely on yourself from now on."
With emotions brewing up to this point, Han Feng felt that it was time to make the next step of planning.
The palm of his hand was raised in the void, and in his palm was a golden jade slip with dim light.
He handed the jade slip to Nangong Lian and said solemnly:
"In the solitude of [Thousand Buddha Formation], I compiled what I had learned from time to time and finally completed "Three Volumes of the God of War". This is the second volume of "The Peerless Volume of the Ancient Times". Although there is a suspicion of bragging, but since I just dealt with Chi
Judging from the emperor's condition, it seems to be not bad."
Nangong Lian had already seen that this was Han Feng's entrustment, and solemnly took the golden jade slip.
Han Feng's eyes met with Nangong Lian's, and then he looked at the four sword masters behind him, as well as the Divine Catchers and the strong men of Zhenwu Hall.
He took a step back and bowed slightly to Nangong Lian:
"Han Feng is incompetent and can no longer shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Xuanjian Division. He is ashamed of the five sword masters and has no face to see the Jun Division Master."
Nangong Lian looked seriously at Han Feng, who was getting weaker and weaker, and couldn't help but curse:
"You brat! You are unparalleled in terms of talent and talent. Why is your brain so messed up!?"
Han Feng laughed at himself, turned around and walked towards the Buddhist monk.
Zhidaolin, who was seriously injured, saw Han Feng coming over, quickly pushed away Wu Taichan's support, and gave Han Feng a heavy bow:
"Master Han! My Buddhist practice is really bad, but my master repays evil with kindness. I am so ashamed! So ashamed!!"
"I am so humiliated that I can only express my repentance to Master Han on behalf of the Northern Buddhist sect!"
Saying that, he bowed to the ground again.
At the same time, tens of thousands of Buddhist disciples behind the scenes apologized to Han Feng.
"Master Han, I'm sorry..."
"sorry……"
"Donor Han, I'm sorry..."
…
Han Feng listened to these words, shook his head with a smile, and helped Zhidao Lin up, with a calm expression like an ancient scholar:
"Han Feng has obtained the magical power of Buddhism and has also made his own contribution to Buddhism. All grudges and grudges will be cleared up."
Zhidaolin wanted to say something after hearing this, but was interrupted by Han Feng.
Han Feng grasped his right hand from the void and took out another golden jade slip.
"Although it has been two years since the Qing Dynasty, Han Feng's martial arts volume comes from "The Future of Maitreya" and is called "The Volume of the Buddha's Kingdom on Earth"... Han Feng did not want his unique knowledge to be lost, so he gave it to Buddhism and hoped that the monks
Don’t let this martial arts school live in solitude forever.”
Zhidaolin really didn't expect that Han Feng would give him such peerless martial arts that could compete with the strongest in heaven, and he was a little flattered.
"Master Han...this..."
Han Feng shook his head and looked at Cheng Xin.
"Young monk, practice Zen well from now on and become a good monk~"
Cheng Xin nodded seriously.
Finally, Han Feng walked towards the heroes of Li Guo.
Bow slightly:
"You have worked tirelessly and bravely to come here just to rescue Han. Han feels this deeply in his heart."
He said and took a breath.
The heroes of the Li Kingdom were all impressed by Han Feng's peerless martial arts and broad mind, and they all praised Han Feng one after another.
"Master Han, what are you talking about? There is no one in the world who doesn't say that you are a good man who is upright and upright. It is our blessing to be able to go through life and death for you."
"Yes, yes!"
"Me too!"
Han Feng smiled: "Han Feng is willing to repay you, but unfortunately we are running out of time to fight the Red Emperor. There is only one way to repay the martial arts."
As Han Feng spoke, a golden jade slip appeared in the palm of his hand.
"This is the first volume of Han Feng's "Three Volumes of the Martial God". It is a collection of martial arts from all over the world. It is called the "Arsenal Volume of the World". Han Feng sent it to the world for those who are destined to get it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden jade slip in Han Feng's hand rose into the sky and flew to an invisible distance...
The "Three Volumes of the God of War" are all governed by Han Feng's "General Volume of the God of War". If Han Feng endorses it with his reputation in battle, he will definitely achieve the reputation of supreme magic. Regardless of good or evil, he will definitely pursue it.
No matter who wins these three volumes at that time, they will be restrained by Han Feng... which can be regarded as Han Feng's plan for the future.
After doing all this, Han Feng stood quietly again.
A person stands alone in the middle of the desolate land, just like when he walked out of the smoke and dust.
Standing indifferently.
Slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.
Sigh softly:
"I miss my days in Qingniu Town so much..."
After saying that, the golden figure completely dissipated, turning into thousands of golden light spots, like golden fireflies with souls, flying all over the sky... until they completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
At this time, Bai Feihuang's face was already full of tears.
"You fool...I shouldn't have let you leave Qingniu Town in the first place..."
The heroes of the world are silent.
There should be no words at this moment.
…
At the same time, on the distant Shu Mountain, Han Feng's body was sitting in the palace holding Nan Ke.
Immersed in consciousness, he opened the treasure chest of the mission to break the seal of Buddhism.
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