Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1848 Leaving

"Your martial spirit just lacks something, so it's like it's useless now."

"Actually, he is completely different from the useless martial soul. There is no possibility of getting up again with the useless martial soul. But as long as your martial soul makes up for the lack of things, it will be able to regain its vitality immediately!"

"And the level will definitely improve, not just the first-grade heaven-level ones in front of me!"

"What?" When Chen Feng heard this, his heart skipped a beat. The gloom in his heart was swept away, and he became extremely excited and expectant.

It's just an incomplete body that has already reached the first level of heaven. How powerful would it be if it were a complete body?

Chen Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and asked: "So, what is it lacking?"

Lu Anran smiled slightly, suddenly pointed in a certain direction and said, "I don't know, but there, in the Tianyuan Dynasty, you will definitely be able to find the answer!"

Chen Feng clenched his fists and looked into the distance, his eyes full of pride and ambition: "The Tianyuan Dynasty, that's where I can show my ambition!"

In a simple courtyard in Wudong Academy and Wudian Hall, Lord Xinling Wei Wuji stood in the courtyard, raising his head and squinting at the sky.

Looking at the huge five-clawed golden dragon martial spirit, he then smiled slightly and said softly: "Oh, is it a first-grade heaven-level martial spirit? It turns out to be a first-grade heaven-level martial spirit, right?"

"Chen Feng, I didn't realize it. Your potential is really strong!"

"Now, you may be qualified to compete with me. Note that you are only qualified, but in terms of strength, you absolutely cannot be my opponent!"

"Whether it is now or in the future, I will suppress you at all times!"

Others didn't know that Chen Feng's martial soul vitality was constantly disappearing. After all, Chen Feng recovered it very quickly.

Lecture Hall, on top of a high tower.

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and smiled lightly.

"During this period of time, I have been cultivating here. My foundation is solid and my realm has reached the peak of the two-star Martial King. I may break through at any time."

"I feel like the martial arts power is surging in my body!"

As soon as he flicked his sleeves, all the windows were opened. It was dusk now, and the evening breeze came slowly, blowing the wind chimes, making a crisp and sweet tinkling sound.

At the same time, the door was gently knocked open, and Han Yu'er walked in carrying a tray with a night's white jade-colored soup on it. It was fragrant and contained a strong aura.

Han Yu'er smiled and said: "Junior brother, after practicing for a day, you must be hungry now. These are the medicinal materials given by Master Lu. You can try the soup I made in the kitchen."

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, brought it over and took a sip. Then he closed his eyes happily, took a long breath, and said, "It's simply delicious."

"Senior sister, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Seeing him like this, Han Yu'er covered her lips and smiled, her face full of satisfaction!

After eating and drinking enough, Chen Feng felt hot in his belly, filled with hot air and fluctuating spiritual energy.

Then, he and Han Yu'er left the tower and went to the back mountain. They had some fun and didn't come back until the moon was high!

During this period, Chen Feng lived like this, practicing quietly every day, and then accompanying his senior sister to play in the mountains. The days were leisurely.

His realm has not been broken through, but it has been greatly stabilized.

The shortcomings of breaking through too quickly, which led to an unstable foundation, were completely resolved during this period.

His realm is stuck at the top of the Two-Star King, and he may break through at any time!

The bloodline has been completely stabilized.

The fourth sword of the Eight Desolations Nirvana Sword, the understanding is extremely thorough.

That night, Chen Feng and Chen Feng lived together and did not practice. They just kissed each other. Of course, they did not take the last step.

If Han Yuer's body was broken at this time, it would be extremely harmful to her practice.

The next morning, Chen Feng went to the tower to prepare to continue practicing.

And at this moment, Lu Anran suddenly flashed and appeared in front of him, with a solemn expression and a hint of expectation and excitement.

As if sensing something, Chen Feng said softly: "Master, are you about to leave?"

Lu Anran smiled slightly: "That's right, we are going to set off today and rush to the Tianyuan Dynasty!"

Chen Feng nodded, didn't say anything more, and went back to call Han Yu'er. The two of them had nothing to pack, so they left alone with Lu Anran.

Countless people have gathered at the entrance of Wudong Academy.

This time, there were only four people going to the Tianyuan Dynasty, namely Lu Anran, Chen Feng, Han Yuer, and Wei Wuji.

But the entire Wudong Academy came to see them off.

After saying goodbye, Chen Feng and the four of them turned and left.

After walking very far away, Chen Feng turned around and stared around.

His eyes seemed to see through thousands of miles, looking at the mountains, rivers, and the people in the city.

It’s as if I want to remember this mountain and river in my heart!

This is the Thirty-seven Dragon Slaying Kingdoms, this is where he was born, raised, and where he rose to prominence.

And here, it is very likely that he will never come back again.

After gazing affectionately, Chen Feng turned around and left decisively, never to look back.

On the road to martial arts, move forward bravely, where is the room for retreat? Where can there be room for cowardice? Where can there be room for indecisiveness, reluctance to let go of this, reluctance to let go of that?

This is a big river. The river is extremely long. It's so long that you can't even see the end.

The river is also extremely wide. This section of the river alone is a full eight hundred miles wide.

Standing on this side of the river, even with all my eyesight, I couldn't see the other side of the river bank.

Although the river is very wide and long, and the water volume of the river is also very large, the flow speed is quite gentle. There are piles of rocks on both sides of the river bank, but they are not very high, only about three to five meters high. In some places, flat river beaches are formed, extending from the river bank into the river.

At this time, it was early morning, and there was a faint mist in the air. The early spring morning still had a hint of coolness, and the reeds had not yet awakened from their withering.

The sun has not yet risen in the distance, and the morning light is faint.

It was quiet here, except for the occasional chirping of birds, the low chirping of insects, and the sound of fish flopping in the water, slightly breaking the silence that seemed to have existed since ancient times.

At this time, low voices suddenly sounded from the shore.

A young man in green robes was sitting cross-legged on the shore, holding a fishing rod in his hand.

This fishing rod is more than ten meters long. At the end of the fishing rod is a fishing line as thick as an adult man's little finger. At the end of the fishing line is a hook the size of a fist.

At this time, the hook was thrown into the water by the young man in green robe. It sank to the bottom and disappeared, and the fishing line suddenly stretched straight.