At this moment, the hostess of the Hou Mansion, Zhen Luo, was staring nervously at the pond in the backyard.
Zhou Zhiruo accompanied her and comforted her softly: "Master, don't worry. This time, the master will use the pressure in the water to break through the bottleneck of internal strength. There won't be much danger."
Zhen Luo nodded and tangled her hands together tightly, but she still felt uneasy deep in her heart.
Deep in the bottom of the lake, Chu Feng sat cross-legged. He had stayed here for three full days. He had perfected the Nine Yang Divine Art, but the only thing missing was that the final bridge between heaven and earth had not been broken. This step was extremely critical. Stepping over it would lead to the innate
For a master whose strength has greatly increased, if he cannot cross it, not only will his potential be destroyed, but his life will be in danger.
"Actually, you don't have to worry too much." Yan's voice rang in his mind, "As the host of the Fusion of Heavens game, you are essentially the son of heaven in this world, with strong luck. This kind of small obstacle is very difficult.
It’s easy to get over.”
"It's easy for you to say. Luck is illusory. Who knows whether it will fall apart at a critical moment." Chu Feng thought slightly and replied. It's hard to say that luck is such a thing. Even if it exists, if it first decreases and then increases,
It was enough for him to endure.
"Don't believe it, for example, the original Zhang Wuji.
First, he accidentally fell off a cliff. Not only did he not die, he also picked up the magic secret book.
He recovered from the cold poison, developed deep internal skills, became famous, and was surrounded by beautiful women.
The power of luck is deeply involved in this, and it's not something you can deny with just a vague statement."
"Maybe, even so, Xiao Zhang's rough life experience is quite bleak." Chu Feng said with emotion.
The sun sets and the sky becomes dark
Zhen Luo looked at the still calm lake and sighed slightly, it seemed like today was not going to work out again.
"Master's wife, please go back and take care of Xiao Luan'er first. I'll guard you here." Zhou Zhiruo said softly.
"Okay, it's going to be cold at night, so I'll ask Xiaomei to send some clothes over."
Zhen Luo left, and only Zhou Zhiruo and the silly girl Xiaozhu were left in the yard. This girl was heartless and was lowering her head in confusion. She didn't know what she was thinking.
The night was slightly cold, and Zhou Zhiruo tightened her tight clothes, feeling that the master would not come out today. She sighed slightly in her heart and was about to turn around and leave, when she suddenly stopped in her steps.
The calm lake suddenly changed, and the lake began to surge. The next moment, a violent sonic boom sounded, and a familiar figure broke through the lake and flew out.
"Master, have you succeeded?" Zhou Zhiruo asked happily when she saw the master falling by the lake. She stepped forward and took off her cloak to put it on him.
"You should use it yourself, I don't need this." Chu Feng blocked it with a smile. At this moment, he had succeeded. He felt that his whole body was steaming, and he had nowhere to vent his energy. There was no need to avoid the cold.
Zhou Zhiruo smiled, tied up the cloak again, and said softly: "Master is overjoyed, it must be a success. Congratulations, master, you will be an innate master from now on."
"Don't be too busy congratulating me. You have to work hard yourself. Once you break through the innateness, the warrior's life essence will change. Not only will your life span be greatly increased, but your appearance will never grow old. You have to step up, otherwise after decades, I will still be the master.
You are young and you are going to become an old woman."
"Hmph, I don't know how to do it. Just wait. It won't take long before I can achieve my innate breakthrough."
In the study room, Chu Feng checked his information.
Tasks: Obtain the Heshi Bi (unfinished), obtain the Evil Emperor's relics (unfinished), and control the Temple of War (unfinished). The tasks have no time limit and no punishment.
"New mission updated?"
Chu Feng asked with a startled expression.
"That's right, the next world is the Tang Dynasty, and the timeline is the eighth year of the founding of the Emperor. You have to be prepared, this world is not simple. Here is a reminder for you, do not enter the Temple of War before you have reached the realm of the Grand Master.
Otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable.”
"Grand Master, are you kidding me?" Chu Feng said in surprise. A warrior's cultivation has gone from acquired to innate, and then to Grand Master, Grand Master. This is two realms higher than him.
"I won't lie to you. If Grand Master had gone in before, there was a 90% chance that you would die." Yan said solemnly, then added, "I'm talking about the extreme situation where you are the only one. If you can think of
If there are other ways, just pretend I didn’t say it.”
"The Temple of War?" Chu Feng said seriously, it is indeed not a simple place.
Isn’t the timeline a little too far forward this time? The two protagonists haven’t been born yet.
In this way, some of the advantages of foresight can no longer be counted on.
Time flies like water, six months flies by.
In the Yong'an Marquis Mansion, Dai Qisi stood respectfully waiting for Chu Feng's order.
"The new world is coming soon. Your mission this time is crucial. How is the selection?"
"Don't worry, Lord, the disciples sent out this time are all the most talented disciples in the February Hall, and my daughter is among them." Dai Qisi looked determined.
"Xiao Zhao? This mission is different from the past. It may take a long time. Aren't you worried?" Chu Feng said in surprise. The contract scroll can only restrain a person's loyalty. It does not affect other aspects. If the other party does this,
There must be other reasons.
"My lord, I don't know. In fact, it was Xiao Zhao who initiated this matter. I..."
"You gave birth to a filial daughter." Chu Feng suddenly said.
Dai Qisi's eyes were slightly red, and her daughter's sensible and well-behaved daughter also made her feel heartbroken.
The world shook slightly again, and the map in Chu Feng's sea of consciousness began to change. This time, the fragments of the Tang Dynasty world did not appear in the East China Sea, but stretched wildly northward along the northern edge of the Wei Dynasty, as if a continent suddenly grew.
"Hiss, the fragments this time are so big, the territory is almost larger than the size of two Wei Dynasties."
"Indeed, it's not small. The intelligence of heaven in the seed world is getting higher and higher. This time, they were able to sneak attack while the guardian of that world was leaving." Yan explained, his tone was inexplicably complicated.
"Then why not seize the entire Tang Dynasty world? Wouldn't the harvest be greater?" Chu Feng asked doubtfully.
"Then you have to think too much. The Datang World is a subordinate world to a certain peak spiritual world. If all of it is touched, its upper realm will be immediately alarmed. Once the guardian of the upper realm takes action, the consequences will be unpredictable."
Yan seemed to know that Chu Feng's division of the world was still unclear, and continued to explain, "There are four levels in the world from low to high, namely mortal level, spiritual level, immortal level, and grand level. The worlds at each level are equally strong and weak.
No wait, the world of the Tang Dynasty belongs to the pinnacle of the mortal level."
"The Seed World is now at the mortal level?"
"Yes for the time being. Unlike other mortal worlds, her potential is endless."
Chu Feng was a little surprised. For some reason, he heard a hint of complicated emotions in Yan's tone, including joy and depression.