Chapter 1848: Leave

"Your martial soul is just missing something, so it's like a waste martial soul at this time."
"Actually, he is completely different from the waste martial arts soul. The waste martial arts soul has no possibility of getting up. As long as your martial arts soul makes up for the lack of things, it can immediately regain its vitality!"
"Furthermore, the level will definitely increase, not just the first grade of heaven!"
"What?" Chen Feng's heart throbbed when he heard it, his gloom was swept away, he became extremely excited and looked forward to it.
Even if it is just an incomplete body, it has already reached the first rank of heaven. If it were a perfect body, how powerful would it be?
Chen Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and asked, "So, what is lacking?"
Lu Anran smiled, and suddenly pointed in a certain direction, and said: "I don't know, but there, in the Tianyuan Dynasty, you will be able to find the answer!"
Chen Feng clenched his fists and looked into the distance. His eyes were full of lofty ambitions: "Tianyuan Dynasty, there, is where I can show my ambition!"
Wudong Academy, Jiangwu Hall, in a simple courtyard, Xinling Monarch Wei Wuji stood in the courtyard, raised his head, and squinted at the sky.
Looking at the huge five-clawed golden dragon martial arts, then, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered, "Oh, is it a heaven-grade first-grade martial arts soul? It turned out to be a heaven-grade first-grade martial arts?"
"Chen Feng, I didn't see it, your potential is really powerful!"
"Now, you may be qualified to compete with me. Pay attention, you are only qualified, but in terms of strength, you can never be my opponent!"
"No matter now or in the future, I will always suppress you!"
Others did not know that Chen Feng's vitality of martial arts continued to disappear, after all, Chen Feng recovered very quickly.
Jiangwu Temple, above a high tower.
Chen Feng sighed slightly, opened his eyes, and a chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"During this period of time, I have been cultivating here, with a solid foundation, and the realm has reached the peak of the two-star Wuwang, and it is possible to break through at any time."
"I feel that the martial arts gods in my body are surging!"
He flicked his sleeves and all the windows opened. At this time, it was evening, and the evening breeze came slowly, blowing the wind chimes, ding-dong, crisp and sweet.
At the same time, the door was gently knocked open, and Han Yu'er walked in with a tray with a night white jade soup on it, the aroma was tangy, and it contained a strong spiritual energy.
Han Yuer smiled and said, "Junior, after practicing for a day, you must be hungry now. This is the medicinal material given by Master Lu. You can taste the soup I cooked."
Chen Feng smiled and nodded, took a sip, then closed his eyes comfortably, he let out a long sigh, and said, "It's simply delicious on earth."
"Sister, your cooking skills are getting better and better."
Seeing him like this, Han Yuer covered her lips and smiled, her face was full of satisfaction!
After eating and drinking, Chen Feng felt a piece of hot in his belly, hot air, and aura fluctuating.
Then, he and Han Yuer left the tower, went to the back mountain, and had some fun. They didn't come back until the middle of the moon!
During this period of time, Chen Feng lived like this, practicing meditation every day, and then accompany her senior sister to spend some time in this mountain.
His realm did not break through, but he was greatly stabilized.
The shortcomings of the previous breakthrough that led to unstable foundations were completely solved during this time.
His realm stays at the top of the two-star king, and he may break through at any time!
The bloodline has been completely stabilized.
The fourth knife of the Bahuang Ji Mie Dao is extremely thorough.
That night, Chen Feng and the two lived together. They did not practice, but kissed me and me. Of course, they did not take the last step.
If Han Yu'er's body is broken at this time, it will be extremely harmful to her practice.
In the morning of the second day, Chen Feng went to the tower, ready to continue practicing.
And at this moment, suddenly, Lu Anran's figure flashed and appeared in front of him, with a faint expectation and excitement in his solemn expression.
Chen Feng seemed to perceive something, and said softly: "Master, are you leaving now?"
Lu Anran smiled slightly: "Yes, we have to set off today and rush to the Tianyuan Dynasty!"
Chen Feng nodded, did not say much, went back and called Han Yu'er, the two of them had nothing to pack, alone, and left with Lu Anran.
At the gate of Wudong Academy, there are already countless people gathered here.
This time, there were very few people going to the Tianyuan Dynasty, only four, namely Lu Anran, Chen Feng, Han Yuer, and Wei Wuji.
But the whole Wudong Academy came to see them off.
After bidding farewell, the four of Chen Feng turned and left.
After walking far, far away, Chen Feng just turned around and stared around.
His eyes seemed to penetrate thousands of miles, looking at the mountains and rivers, the people in the city.
As if to remember this mountain and river in my heart!
Here is the Thirty-Seven Kingdom of Slaying Dragons, and here is where he was born, raised, and where he rose.
And here, it is very likely that he will never come back again.
After staring affectionately, Chen Feng turned around and decided to leave without looking back.
On the road of martial arts, go forward courageously, where can we retreat? Where is cowardice? Where can we tolerate indecision, this reluctance, that reluctance?
This is a big river, the river is extremely long, it is so long that you can't see the end at all.
The river is also extremely wide, and the width of this section alone has reached a full eight hundred miles.
Standing on the river bank, with so much eyesight, I couldn't see the other side of the river bank at all.
Although it is very wide and long, the water volume of the river is also very large, but the flow rate is quite gentle. On both sides of the river bank, there are piles of rocks, but they are not very high, only about three to five meters high. In some places, flat river beaches are formed, which spread from the bank to the river.
At this time, it was the early morning, and there was a faint mist in the air. In the early spring, there was still a bit of coolness, and the reeds had not yet woken up from withering.
The sun has not yet risen in the distance, and the dawn is faint.
It was quiet here, with only occasional birds singing, the sound of insects singing low, and the sound of fish flopping in the water, slightly breaking the tranquility that seemed to have existed since ancient times.
At this time, a low voice suddenly sounded from the shore.
A young man in a green robe was sitting cross-legged on the shore, and he was holding a fishing rod in his hand.
The fishing rod is more than ten meters long. At the end of the fishing rod, the arrow is a fishing line the thickness of an adult man's pinky finger. At the end of the fishing line is a fist-sized hook.
At this time, the hook was thrown into the water by the youth in the green robe, and it sank to the bottom in an instant, and the fishing line was stretched straight.