Chosen Man
What the hell is going on.
Qinglong Courtyard.
Feng Zun was sitting on the lotus and meditating quietly.
When he went to kill Changmin on the edge of the Golden Sky Lake last night, his cultivation had undergone a slight increase.
Moreover, he was now not lacking in cultivation resources. Although his own foundation was very strong, his cultivation progress was not slow either.
At least it's always improving.
According to Feng Zun's conclusion, based on this progress, in the next seven days, it might be enough for him to increase his cultivation towards the perfection of the intermediate Immortal God realm!
In the final analysis, among the three levels in the immortal god realm, early, intermediate, peak, it was all just a transition realm to accommodate the most powerful Dao type.
Only in this way could the "Highest Dao Seed" within his body absorb the power of the stars and refine it for himself.
Simply put, this was a perfect continuum for his path of cultivation.
To polish this realm, the point lay in the accumulation of cultivation foundations.
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Starry night.
There's a guest in Qinglong's courtyard.
They were Ling Huayi, Master Gong Yu, and Zhou Yang.
Gong Yu carried a bottle of old wine sealed for a hundred years. When he saw Feng Zun, he hurriedly behaved respectfully, like he was treating his teacher.
He had come this time to ask for purification instructions from Feng Zun.
This was what Feng Zun had promised yesterday when he was at the Baoling Pavilion Workshop.
When he saw Ling Huayi also coming here, Feng Zun was slightly stunned..
He had a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes that always made his temperament look noble and dignified.
The beautiful girl in purple had clearly changed her attitude when she met Feng Zun..
Not like it used to be that was always arrogant, but now it's a little more respectful.
As for Zhou Yang...
He was the peerless younger generation that had once been famous in the Zhou Dynasty, despite having tried hard to regard Feng Zun as a friend.
But when he actually met Feng Zun, he became much more reclusive.
As the night grew late, the three immediately bailed and left the Qinglong courtyard.
Gong Yu was very happy, as he benefited a lot from his visit this time around. Because Feng Zun gave some enlightenment regarding the art of weapon purification.
Ling Huayi was also relieved, she had come to see Feng Zun this time regarding the problem that Elder Changmin and Changyi Tian had caused, he said, he was worried that it would upset Feng Zun and regard his Ling Clan as enemies.
But after speaking, he realized that Feng Zun seemed to be completely indifferent to this...
Only Zhou Yang felt a little disappointed.
Although Feng Zun still considered him a friend, but there seemed to be no indifference from him.
Zhou Yang knew that the distance between him and Feng Zun was indeed too great, and he felt that he was destined to be incomparable to such an incredible genius.
The night was as dark as black ink, and a bright moon shone in the sky.
If you think about it again, Feng Zun himself also felt too busy lately.
It had only been four days since entering the Nine Furnace City, there had been many things that had happened.
In the first three nights, he saved Han Mei in the Flower Pavilion, killed Huo Liandu in Whuyun Lake, and killed Changmin in the Golden Sky Lake...
After the exhausting days he finally had some free time tonight, Feng Zun naturally wanted to relax.
In the courtyard there was a campfire and a pot on it, the meat slices were ready, the pot containing the soup on the campfire was also bubbling, all kinds of delicious food had been served, the hot and bright red soup exudes a strong and attractive aroma.
Feng Zun, Han Mei, Yin Ying, and Zhuan Long sat around the fireplace.
The night sky above the head looks very far away, the moonlight is like calm water, it is a comfortable and beautiful atmosphere.
But before Feng Zun could move his chopsticks, there was a knock on the door from a distance.
Feng Zun frowned slightly and instructed Zhuan Long, "Whoever comes, reject them firmly."
Zhuan Long nodded and hurried away.
Feng Zun picked up a pair of chopsticks and threw the crystal-white fish meat into the hot pot, and when Zhuan Long returned, he gave a sealed letter.
"Young Master, that guest was the one who sent this letter, he was just an ordinary person hired to run errands. As for who this letter came from, the person did not tell it clearly."
Zhuan Long said slowly.
Feng Zun snorted, put down his chopsticks, and opened the letterhead.
As he read the contents inside the letter, he frowned slightly, and the pair of deep eyes showed a hint of coldness.
"You eat first, I'll take a walk."
Feng Zun got up from the rattan chair and walked towards the front yard of Qinglong.
Yin Ying, Han Mei, and Zhuan Long all changed their expressions, realizing that something was amiss.
"Young Master, can I help you?"
Yin Ying was unwilling to be curious..
"Listen to me, whoever doesn't come out tonight, if anything happens...
"Miss Yin Ying, feel free to bring out your true cultivation base, and don't forget the secret talisman I gave you."
Feng Zun did not look back, as his voice still echoed, his figure had disappeared in the darkness of the night.
Their blazing eyes reflected the expressions of Yin Ying, Han Mei, and Zhuan Long.
What the hell is going on?
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