Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1887 I will make you regret it!

Yun Tianming laughed wildly and said: "Chen Fengfeng, is this useless martial spirit of yours worthy of being called a martial spirit? It's just a useless little snake. How about feeding it to my lion then?"

As he spoke, light flashed behind him, and the head of a male lion loomed, which was his flaming giant lion martial spirit!

Chen Feng seemed not to hear these people's taunts. He just looked at one person, Yun Potian.

He wanted to see if Yun Potian was going to destroy his last trace of warmth.

At this time, Yun Potian slowly shook his head, looked at Chen Feng, with a look of disgust in his eyes, and said lightly: "What a waste!"

One sentence, five words, made Chen Feng's heart feel like it fell into an ice cellar!

Chen Feng's lips twitched a few times, and then a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

He whispered to himself in his heart: "Chen Feng, Chen Feng, you are so naive, what hope do you have for him?"

"Well now, hope is gone, isn't it?"

The next moment, Chen Feng shook his head and smiled, his smile full of uninhibited joy.

At this time, he felt extremely relaxed, completely looked away, and became open-minded.

Then the smile on his face disappeared without a trace and turned into an extremely cold state. He looked at the people in the hall and said word by word: "You who mocked me today, when the time comes, I will make you kneel before me." In front of me, I begged in pain!"

He was answered with wild laughter.

Yun Tianyi laughed and said, "Okay, you little bastard, I'll wait, I'll wait for this day to come!"

"Hurry up, I can't wait!"

Yun Potian waved his hand and said calmly: "It's all gone."

Everyone bowed respectfully and dispersed.

However, Yun Potian walked up to Chen Feng and said in a commanding tone: "Let's go."

With that said, go ahead.

Soon, the two of them returned to Chen Feng's courtyard one after another.

Yun Potian suddenly turned back to look at Chen Feng and said calmly: "Did you know that I will go to Wudong Academy this afternoon and deliver five thousand kilograms of cloud-patterned purple gold."

"This is the price for bringing you back. I don't think you are worth that much."

With that said, he turned around and left.

Behind him, Chen Feng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, with traces of blood spilling from his mouth.

His fingertips pricked his fist, and blood dripped down.

Chen Feng seemed to have no idea at all. After a long time, a sad smile appeared on his face: "It turns out that in your heart, I am not even as good as five thousand kilograms of cloud-patterned purple gold!"

Chen Feng suddenly looked at Yun Potian and said in a deep voice: "General Yun."

Yun Potian turned around and looked at Chen Feng with a scrutinizing gaze, which made Chen Feng feel even more chilled.

He looked at him as if he were a criminal.

Chen Feng said lightly: "I have never thought of calling you father. You, General Yun, are beyond my reach!"

Yun Potian looked at him without any fluctuation in his expression. He just shook his head slowly and said in a low voice:

"You are really stubborn. The look in your eyes and the way you speak looks exactly like that bitch back then!"

When the word bitch came out, Chen Feng's heart felt like a needle pricking him. He immediately realized who the bitch Yun Potian was talking about was.

He roared like an enraged lion, even his eyes turned blood red, and roared: "You, you dare to humiliate my mother?"

Yun Potian seemed to be stunned for a moment by his demeanor, and then he curled his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile: "What's wrong with me insulting your mother? You are all mine!"

With that said, he turned his head, as if he was no longer impatient to talk to Chen Feng, and turned to leave.

A roar came from behind him: "Yun Potian, I will make you regret these two words today!"

Chen Feng looked at him with a sad smile on his face, and his heart seemed to be bleeding.

"What kind of father is this? Where can such a father exist?"

He is crueler and harsher to himself than to anyone else.

A voice in Chen Feng's heart was roaring crazily. At this time, he was no longer just disappointed or indifferent towards Yun Potian, but turned into a trace of hatred!

From beginning to end, Chen Feng never mentioned the word father at all, and he had no intention of mentioning it again in the future.

Chen Feng's heart was filled with ice and there was no enthusiasm at all. He was already heartbroken!

At this time, Chen Feng had countless questions in his mind:

"Who is the mother?"

"Why is Yun Potian so indifferent to me and even hates me?"

"Where did my mother go? Why is my surname Chen Feng? Why am I called Chen Feng? How did I get to the Qianyuan Sect?"

Wait, countless countless!

In Chen Feng's heart, he had already struggled out of the joy of father and son's recognition, and a disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The sneer was directed at himself: "Chen Feng, you are really childish and naive, what else is there to say? Just pretend that there is no such father at all!"

"What you have to do now is very simple, that is, improve your strength and find new techniques!"

Chen Feng's goal gradually became clearer, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He clenched his fists, and his entire mental state was adjusted to its best.

At least it didn't seem like there was any problem, it seemed that Yun Potian didn't cause him any concern, but in fact, would that be the case?

Besides him, who else knows?

Some pain can only be buried deep in the heart and not let everyone know!

For the next ten days, Chen Feng stayed here every day. He stayed at home for these ten days, and someone would bring food to him every day.

It seems that he got Yun Potian's advice. Although the food is still extremely simple, it still has some meat and is still enough to eat.

Chen Feng practiced every day, but for ten days, he made no progress.

He found that here, the black and yellow power in the void was thicker, but also more viscous.

Every time Chen Feng uses the Nine Yin and Nine Yang magic skills to practice, he feels as if he is facing a sun, not the current sun, but a scorching sun that is very close to his eyes.

Every time, it made Chen Feng miserable.

Even though Chen Feng endured the pain and restrained himself, the effect was extremely poor!

Chen Feng was in a very depressed mood, but fortunately, he had a handwritten Buddhist scripture left by his mother to accompany him.

At this time, Chen Feng would read his mother's handwritten Buddhist scriptures, and chant Buddhist scriptures softly under the ancient Buddha with green lantern. His mood would immediately calm down and he would no longer be impetuous.

These ten days have tempered Chen Feng's state of mind!

It was early in the morning when Chen Feng opened the courtyard door and walked out slowly.

At this time, the sun was rising, and next to the small courtyard was the cliff.

On the cliff, Chen Feng faced the bright sun, breathing in the cold and refreshing air, feeling calm and indifferent.