Chapter one hundred and sixty-two flame flag off the ground
"hiss--"
In the inner room of the Marquis Yong'an Mansion, Zhen Luo was embroidering a cyan robe when she was accidentally pricked by a needle.
"Mom, are you okay?" Chu Luan asked with concern.
"It's okay, I just pricked my finger with a needle, it won't hurt my mother."
Zhen Luo smiled and expressed relief, and then continued to work.
The robe in her hand was made for Chu Feng, and it was one of the few things she could do for him. Although it was just a trivial thing, she never tired of it, as long as she could see him wearing it.
Clothes sewn by myself make me feel extremely at ease.
"Mom, are you absent-minded because you are worried about your father?" Chu Luan suddenly asked again.
"You are really a little kid."
Zhen Luo smiled. Although her daughter never grew up, her actual age was already quite big. Of course, this age was nothing to the Dragon Clan, but she could not always be regarded as anything.
The little girl doesn’t understand either.
At this time, when she mentioned the worries in her heart, she suddenly felt a little restless. She put down her green robe and gently held her in her arms.
"Mother, your heart is in chaos, aren't you? I can feel your heart beating very fast." Chu Luan curled up in her mother's warm arms, her pink face pressed tightly against her chest, and asked softly.
.
Zhen Luo held her daughter in her arms and felt much more at ease in her heart. This was the relative who had truly been with her the longest. Even members of her family who were far away in the capital city could not compare to her.
This is Chu Feng's longest retreat. Twenty years have passed and he still has not come out. Every few years, a wave of spiritual energy will come from the direction of the secret room in the back mountain, and it has happened four times so far.
"Mom, don't worry. Sister Xiao Li said that dad's retreat has reached the final stage and you don't have to wait too long." Chu Luan comforted her softly.
But at this moment, the spiritual energy fluctuations from the back mountain direction came again. Compared with before, the movement this time was more violent.
"The fifth time, mother, Sister Xiao Li said that the fifth spiritual energy fluctuation is a sign of success, and daddy will be out soon."
Chu Luan's face showed joy, and as soon as he finished speaking, a long roar suddenly came from the direction of the mountain behind.
The sound was deep and long, and gradually spread out with Yong'an Marquis' Mansion as the center. The entire Hangzhou Mansion was alarmed. Almost everyone stopped at the same time and turned their heads to look in the direction of Yong'an Marquis' Mansion, their eyes full of
It is the color of reverence.
In the secret room
At this time, Chu Feng was sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and looking inward, not caring at all about his disheveled appearance. For twenty years, every four years, he completed one turn and formed a golden elixir. Now, the ninth turn has finally been completed.
Danqi came out.
In the Dantian, nine pills of different colors are spinning constantly. The one in the middle is of chaotic color as the main pill, surrounded by eight auxiliary pills of gold, green, black, red, yellow, purple, gray and blue. These golden pills are respectively
Arranged according to the eight directions of gold, wood, water, fire, mountain, thunder, wind and Ze, it seems to form a unique formation.
At this time, he felt like he was truly transformed, as if all the attributes of power in the world could be easily controlled. This feeling was completely different from the control that borrowed the authority of heaven, as if a veil covering his eyes had been torn apart, and he saw
is more real.
"boom--"
At this moment, there was a sudden slight shaking between heaven and earth, as if something was attacking the wall of the world.
Chu Feng's face changed drastically, and his figure disappeared instantly. The next moment, he appeared in the back mountain garden. At this time, in the center of the back mountain, there was a dark blue flag, which was ten feet high, with blue lines on the flag.
The color flames are constantly flowing, mysterious and extraordinary.
He was a little dazed. It seemed to be different from what he had imagined. It was not a powerful enemy, but rather someone was sending a treasure. He took a few steps forward and was about to grab the flagpole when he heard a scream from behind him.
It's Xiao Li's voice.
"No, please don't act rashly."
Chu Feng retracted his palm and looked at the other party suspiciously, wanting to hear her continue to explain.
"This is a flag of flames rising from the ground. It can only be used reluctantly when you reach the realm of immortals. With your current strength, if you forcefully use it, you will probably be drained of your mana immediately, and eventually you will die of exhaustion of energy and spirit."
"Not even in the inner world?" Chu Feng asked again. In the inner world, he is no different from the immortals, so it should be OK.
"No." Xiao Li shook his head and continued to explain, "If you use the authority of the Lord of the World to forcibly control it, the original energy of the world consumed in the process is simply unbearable."
Chu Feng frowned, not expecting this to be the case, and then said again:
"Then what should we do, we can only let it stay here?"
"This is all we can do for the time being. Why is your strength so weak?" Xiao Li revealed mercilessly.
Chu Feng looked at it with some regret. This was one of the legendary Five Directions Flags, a treasure of defense, but in the end he could only feast his eyes on it. As for the realm of immortals, it was too far away.
After a moment of arranging his manners, he immediately bowed towards the sky, his expression extremely solemn. Although he was not sure of the true thoughts of that being, the proper etiquette was indispensable.
Mortal Realm, Sea of Chaotic Stars
At this time, Bixia Island is still very quiet, and the sky above the island is filled with clouds, which is really beautiful.
Suddenly, the calm space shook slightly, and the next moment, a sturdy figure appeared, wearing a blue brocade robe, with a purple bird standing on his shoulder. He looked around and didn't feel anything unusual.
Then he summoned a blue shuttle and turned into a blue light and flew away through the sky.
"You deliberately disguised yourself like this, are you worried about the people in Xinggong?"
In the sky, Xiao Li's voice suddenly sounded. At this time, Chu Feng's face was dark and his body was short and stocky, and his original appearance could not be seen at all.
"I'm just afraid of trouble."
Chu Feng shook his head. He was not worried about the elders of Xing Gong. What worried him most was the twin saints of Xing Gong. These two were both great monks at the peak of the late Yuanying period. Together with the Yuanci Mountain, they were almost the most powerful in Tianxing City.
Invincible existence. If nothing unexpected happens, he doesn't want to provoke these two people.
A few months later,
A blue light flashed across the sky, and Chu Feng returned to Qiyuan Island again.
Blackstone City is in front of us. Decades have passed, but not much has changed here. The streets are still lively and bustling, with adventurous monks and young and beautiful mortal women coming in an endless stream.
Chu Feng glanced briefly, and then walked towards the teleportation point in the city, but at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came into his mind.
"Stop, do you want to return to the Inner Star Sea?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange figure appeared and stood in front of him. The person looked to be in his forties, with a serious face, wearing a black robe, and his cultivation had reached the late stage of pill formation.
"So what, isn't it possible?"
Chu Feng said coldly, anyone would be unhappy if he was so arrogant.
"Um?"
The black-robed monk looked slightly cold. This man was so brave, he dared to be so rude.