The breeze blew on a small hill outside Shenglan Sect, shaking a wave of green grass.

Lying on the hillside not far from the hill, Chen Feng was holding a dog-tail grass in his mouth and crossing his legs, looking very leisurely.

"Now the battle of the five domains has begun. If you do not use the power of the hair ball's pupil power, you must be careful when you go to the Central Plains spiritual realm during this trip." Ruan Yun stood on the hill and was seeing Qiao Xueqing off.

"If you have any questions, I'll ask for help."

Qiao Xueqing, dressed as a man, showed a charming and beautiful smile.

"If that scum could be counted on, I'm afraid the sun would hit the west side. I guess he was thinking about the Chen family, and he was far better than us." Ruan Yun looked at the hillside where Chen Feng was lying, and curled his lips slightly.

Qiao Xueqing smiled faintly, remembering the child who died in a forbidden area on that day due to obsession. If it weren't for him, there would probably be Chen Feng today.

"There is one thing I have some doubts. It is almost impossible for a small clan like the Chen family to have such an evil and powerful child. You have known that guy for the longest time. Is he really the blood of the Chen family?" Ruan Yun finally asked Qiao Xueqing about the curiosity in her heart.

"Everyone has their own persistence, either for fame or for profit, or for a promise, and regards glory as more important than life. If you live in this world, if you don't have any sustenance, you may be very lonely!" Qiao Xueqing sighed a little emotion.

Seeing that Qiao Xueqing seemed to know something but did not give a clear answer, Ruan Yun stopped asking.

"I can finally do whatever I want and live a good life. Don't die outside." Ruan Yun looked at Qiao Xueqing's smile and turned around and walked towards the mountain gate of Shenglan Sect.

It was not until Ruan Yun left that Chen Feng approached the hill, giving people a rather vulgar feeling.

"Did you have nothing to tell me?"

Qiao Xueqing stretched out her hand and led a dandelion to her palm, saying with a faint smile.

"I have everything."

Although Chen Feng grinned with a big mouth, his words brought him a sense of stability to Qiao Xueqing from Tongtian Palace, the Central Plains Spiritual Realm.

"I will help you pay attention to the matters of the Chen family." Qiao Xueqing looked at Chen Feng, revealing a little inquiry.

Thinking of the use of the child's spiritual thoughts of the corpse and the promise of living a wonderful life in a forbidden area, Chen Feng's face felt a little reminiscent.

"It doesn't matter. It's good to have news, so it's fine if I don't. Although I have some relationship with the Chen clan, I haven't reached the point of life." Chen Feng was full of disregard for his disregard, which made Qiao Xueqing giggle and glanced at him fiercely.

"Be careful on the road. If there is any unbearable situation, I really want to call for help. Now I am really good. I am no longer the boy who was in the Chen family and could not control his own destiny." Chen Feng's broken body slowly and forcefully hugged Qiao Xueqing in his arms and said with an indecent smile.

"I'm so disgusting. This body is broken into pieces. Why are you still walking around with him?" Qiao Xueqing, who knew Chen Feng quite well, had a delicate face and gently pushed him on his chest.

"Hehe~~~ This scar is a witness to glory, so how can it be discarded just by throwing it away?" Chen Feng touched it narcissistically. The broken scars and cracks on his body made Qiao Xueqing feel chilled.

"A demon like you, why are you talking about glory? You are just making excuses for your vulgar thoughts. Don't think that if I leave, I can be unscrupulous. Ruan Yun will look at you." Qiao Xueqing stared at Chen Feng and said.

"Is that poisonous snake girl? She is still too young." Chen Feng looked like a stinky butt-mouthed face that he could never let Ruan Yun ride on his head.

"This is probably what Ruan Yun thinks of you. She doesn't come to see me often." After saying that, Qiao Xueqing glared at Chen Feng shyly, and her figure was already flying towards the distance.

Chen Feng just scratched the back of his head and stood on the mountain smirking, as if he was quite happy.

It was not until Chen Feng watched Qiao Xueqing's figure disappearing from his sight, and a round light curtain of heavenly pupils power appeared in front of him, and his figure stepped directly into the light curtain.

Near the foot of Shenglan Peak, a small piece of space in the gap between the ancient branches of Qingying Ancient Tree was slightly distorted. Chen Feng took out of it and grabbed a smooth branch, swaying the extremely twisted light and shadow of his body, landing on the thick trunk he usually lay on.

Standing in the yard, Qinglan saw Chen Feng's twisted figure and did not touch a piece of flowers and leaves of the ancient tree, and her face showed a little shock.

"You're back very quickly!"

Seeing Ruan Yun sitting on the stone steps in front of the stove building, Chen Feng grinned and teased.

Because Qinglan was there, Ruan Yun ignored Chen Feng's provocation, stood up and turned back to the stove.

It has been more than half a month since Chen Feng ended his retreat in Kuchan. Not only did he release Qiao Xueqing and Ruan Yun from the mysterious stone chamber, but he also allowed Qinglan to get the identities of distant relatives for the two girls in Shenglan Sect.

There are not many cultivators with vision in the small sect. The most important thing is that they are rarely too disciplined. With Qinglan's strength at the eighth level of Qi Refining at this time, it would not make people have too many doubts about taking a few relatives.

Usually, Chen Feng and the two girls almost never go out. It was not until Qiao Xueqing was about to travel to the Central Plains Spirit Realm that he and Ruan Yun went out to see her off.

Like Chen Feng, the two women who came out of the mysterious stone chamber also showed the aura of barely refining the second level of Qi, but Qinglan did not underestimate it. She didn't even know where the two women came from and how they appeared.

In a vague way, Qinglan just felt that Qiao Xueqing and Ruan Yun were both extraordinary people.

In half a month, Qinglan didn't even say a few words to Qiao Xueqing or Ruan Yun, and kept observing silently.

Now that Qiao Xueqing has left, Qinglan’s mood is a bit complicated.

Seeing Ruan Yun enter the stove building, Qinglan hesitated for a while before looking at Chen Feng who was lying on the trunk of the ancient tree.

"You said you would take care of me before, but I wonder if it counts?" Qinglan asked him seriously in the face of Chen Feng's playful gaze.

"Of course, I spit out a nail in one mouthful." Chen Feng lit his jade cigarette pier, looking lazy and leisurely. He was really not convincing.

"I want to gain strength..."

Qinglan tried to calm herself down, but she had no confidence in what she said.

"Is power? This statement is really empty. There is the power of good thoughts to help others and help the world, and the power of selfishness is for one's own freedom. The power in the heart is very different from the power between heaven and earth. There are too many powers in the world. Which one do you want to get?" Chen Feng said with a slutty smile.

"I want to become the destiny monks in the domain war who can control their own destiny." Qinglan showed surprise on her face, but she also made a request to Chen Feng.

"The reason why some low-level monks can have the title of despairing the sky is mostly because they use treasures and secret techniques to exert combat power beyond their own level. This is actually a difficult and dangerous road to self-destruction. When it comes to high-level monks, there is almost no such title." Chen Feng jumped off the trunk, clicked his cigarette puff, and looked at Qinglan with a smile.

"What do you mean is that most monks who defied the heaven will go to the desperate situation of self-destruction?" This was the first time Qinglan heard such a statement.

"It is almost inevitable that low-level monks exert their combat power against heaven, mostly relying on the help of treasures to accumulate spiritual power in their bodies that exceed their own endurance. During the cultivation process, they will be accompanied by repeated backlash. As the energy accumulates more and more, there will always be no suppression and burst out completely. With a small body like you, you will only be "bang" in the end!" After laughing, Chen Feng suddenly stepped forward and shouted, and his hands were making an explosive posture, which scared Qinglan so much that he almost didn't sit on the ground.

“There are always some exceptions…”

Qinglan, whose face turned pale, was finally regained her heart after a while.

"The exception is definitely not you, because you don't have that foundation. If you want to gain power, you must know what power is. It is difficult for a small sect like Shenglan Sect to see a real strong man. Even the ancestor Shengzhe who has the early stage of the Nirvana cultivation in your mouth is probably rare. If you don't know what power is, how can you work hard towards that goal?" Chen Feng sighed a little at the strict level in the small sect.

Compared with the low-level cultivators in the entire cultivation world, there are not many strong people with names in the Lingxu world. Some weak cultivators may end up seeing a Golden Elixir Stage figure in their lifetime.

Such a strict level barrier in cultivation is far from easy to break. Without some strength and awareness, low-level monks like Qinglan may never be able to enter the world of strong people.

"What about you?"

Qinglan was a little dissatisfied and didn't want to accept her fate and asked Chen Feng.

"I have been learning all the time, but it is different from the path you are taking. For a small and tender person like you, I should be considered a master." Chen Feng said later, showing a proud face.

"Then please show your own strength..."

Qinglan looked serious and wanted to see what kind of skills the unusual Chen Feng had.

"Is this a small place? If I show my power, don't say that this little courtyard with nothing, Shenglan Sect will be destroyed." Chen Feng not only opened his mouth, but also waved his arms, which was quite a bit like scattering.

"Bang~~~"

Until Qinglan was stunned by Chen Feng's hideous and evil posture, the countless pink petals on the ancient trees in the yard exploded.

This is a strange situation that happened when Chen Feng did not release any momentum.

"I'll show you one hand and I can count how many clear tassel petals are flying in this yard?" Chen Feng gradually closed his one-eye, his arms sag naturally, and his ten fingers were spreading to the girl.

Looking at the clear tassel petals flying in the courtyard, Qinglan really felt dizzy. Even if she let go of her weak spiritual consciousness, she could not keep up with the flying of the small pink petals in unclear values, as if she was in a dream and could not exert force.

"Flying Flower Slash!"

Chen Feng stretched his arms very slowly, his burly and broken body swirled at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ten light threads pulled out of the tips of his hands were shot towards the clear tassel petals flying in the courtyard.

"Buzz~~~"

With a slight vibration, the light wires that emerged from Chen Feng's ten fingers suddenly turned around and burst out with a bunch of sword flowers filled with countless woven lights, drowned all the petals flying in the courtyard.

"Swoosh~~~"

Before Qinglan could come back to her senses from the shock, Chen Feng's figure, which had just been spinning less than a circle, suddenly turned and returned to the position he had just stood.

Countless streams lingered and converged. In almost the blink of an eye, they turned into ten light threads, which were collected into Chen Feng's hands and ten fingertips.

"Puff! Puff! Puff~~~"

In Qinglan's unresponsiveness, dense sounds of petals falling sounded, and on the ground of the courtyard, a forbidden array composed of clear tassels and petals were laid, as if containing thousands of changes.

"Actually, my understanding of formations is that. This Xuanji picture was made by me. I just made some changes, which contain the changes in the thousands of exercises in the classics in some places. If you think about it carefully, it may be helpful to your cultivation. However, there is an ancient saying that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. If you want to know what power is, you have to see and experience it yourself." Chen Feng's body turned into lightning and appeared on the branches of the ancient tree the next moment.

"How do you need to practice this formation?"

After discovering that the dense green leaves on Qingtassels and ancient trees were not at all turmoil, Qinglan then looked at Xuanjitu in the yard seriously.

"First of all, you have to memorize this Xuanji picture in your heart. This way you have the opportunity to slowly figure it out. Don't underestimate this forbidden array. If you don't have that qualification, you may not be able to remember it in your heart in your whole life." Chen Feng seemed to be lying on the trunk of an ancient tree branch, and his voice became lighter.

Qinglan is in the Xuanji Picture. At first glance, the forbidden formation is a bit inconspicuous, but once she calms down and looks carefully at the Qingtassel petals, she suddenly feels the sky and earth turn, just like the petals with unclear values ​​constantly appearing to shift and change positions.

"Hehe~~~ I want to gain strength, it's not as simple as you imagine. The flowers in the greenhouse are far less vital than wild flowers and weeds. Viper Snake Girl, are I talking about it?" Chen Feng smiled and yawned a little later.

"Is she considered a flower? What the monks competed for was more financial resources and background, and she didn't have these." Ruan Yun seemed dissatisfied with the face of the disciple who practiced with her when she was in Tianxiang Sect, and Chen Feng smiled and squeezed.

I don’t know when Ruan Yun, who entered the stove building, had already appeared on the ancient branches not far from Chen Feng, but what she said was that Qinglan, who was in the Xuanji Picture, had dizziness and could not hear it at all.

"Now Qiao Qing is gone, do you want to continue practicing in the Pearl of Dead or go to the Burning Valley with me to touch the bottom?" Chen Feng asked Ruan Yun with a smile.

"I don't want to go out with an evil guy like you. Did you say the remarks of your celestial monk before to me, right?" Ruan Yun rolled her eyes and said.

"How could it be? It's just to educate her, this little tender." Chen Feng said with a unscrupulous look on his face and smiled.

"Your medicine is too strong, aren't you afraid she can't bear it?" Looking at the clear tassel petals in the yard with different micro-carved imprints slowly flying up from the ground, and the mysterious rotation around the falling orchid and turned into a flowing restriction, Ruan Yun said calmly.

"I'm afraid of it, that's all. I can only make a living from food. If we want to live in Shenglan Sect for a long time, she doesn't do this. She has to show some qualifications no matter how you say it is. We are nominally a little tender distant relative." Chen Feng looked selfish.

"Is this really the only one?"
To be continued...