Extreme Chaos

Chapter 582 Diraca and Feng Chaoming

"Let's go."

Mu Chen curled his lips, and didn't have much to say, you said Mu Chen was arrogant?No, no, even if you were beaten up by a person for a month, you would be a little bit upset with him more or less times, and that person still acted as if nothing happened after beating him.

Of course, Feng Chaoming knew Mu Chen's psychology, but he just smiled heartily, raised his right arm, and swiped his fist, a huge space channel was displayed in front of him. Originally, he had gone to find Wuming fifteen days ago. , but it was a coincidence that Wuming was not in the mountain. Due to the delay, the matter of the space tunnel was not completed, so now he had to personally send Mu Chen back to the Eternal Sanctuary.

Looking up at the familiar pitch-black crack, Mu Chen stepped into it one step at a time, and disappeared completely in the darkness after walking a few steps forward.And Feng Chaoming just followed at this time, he had already placed his position behind Mu Chen, but Mu Chen hadn't noticed it...

Even though he is a saint, Feng Chaoming used four large space teleportation to get Mu Chen to the Eternal Sanctuary.Looking at the familiar bright stars in front of him, even though he had only left for half a month, it still made him sigh with emotion. After all, he had an indelible painful memory here.

"This continuous large-scale space teleportation is really not a human thing. In the process of going back, my old bones will have to rest for a while." After speaking, Feng Chaoming took a deep breath, wiped off the sweat and turned around. , "I won't go up, you should be familiar with the road here."

Mu Chen nodded when he heard the words. He could tell that Feng Chaoming had expended a lot of energy. That time, it also took some effort for Di Laka, who was the Saint of the Nine Rings, to take him to the Eternal Sanctuary.

Seeing Mu Chen's affirmation, Feng Chaoming turned his head and stepped into the space crack. Although his breath was still a little disordered, his tired expression was replaced by another emotion, which was strong expectation.

The cracks closed, and Mu Chen galloped towards the Eternal Saint with swift steps. As soon as he stepped out of the inner mountain of the Holy Tomb, Mu Chen went back to his dormitory once. As expected, Chu Aoqing and Mu Jun were no different. People have already returned to the Eternal Sanctuary.There was only a piece of paper left on the table asking him to return directly to the Eternal Sanctuary.

The moment he saw the paper, Mu Chen went to Xuan Moqing's room again, but what made him a little disappointed was that Mo Qing hadn't come back in the past fifteen days. It has already left a deep imprint in his heart, and it is impossible not to miss it.

"For the promise! Become stronger!"

His expression froze, and he buried his longing for Mo Qing and Mu Bingling deeply in his heart. One year later, he needed to fulfill a promise!This commitment requires strength!At this time, Mu Chen didn't know that Qin Wu's marriage had been postponed, and he always regarded this as the most important thing at present, and couldn't wait!

However, while Mu Chen was rushing towards the Eternal Sanctuary, Feng Chaoming's figure appeared in a golden space. Here, there were all kinds of golden long swords suspended in mid-air, and the scenes of familiar memories It flashed in his eyes, and he tightly held his real right palm. The tingling of his nails let him know that all this was not a dream!
"Since you're here, why don't you come in and have a talk?"

Suddenly, when Feng Chaoming was in a daze, an old voice filled the entire golden space. Although he tried his best to hide it, he still couldn't hide the shock and fluctuation in his emotions.Who would the owner of this voice be if it wasn't Diraka?
"Tch!" Feng Chaoming curled his lips and muttered, "Almost a hundred years have passed, this old thing's senses have become more and more sensitive. A hundred years ago, he had already reached the rank of Martial Saint of the Nine Rings, and he doesn't know where he is now. "

While speaking, Feng Chaoming's figure sank into a mass of green barrier with a bang, the barrier was like silk, and like a breeze that could be seen, in the blink of an eye, Feng Chaoming's figure had disappeared.

……

Outside the golden space of the Sword of Immortals, Diraka stood with his hands behind his back and stood expressionlessly on the top of the hilt of the Sword of Immortals, looking into the distance until he felt a green silk like a breeze appear in front of him. Only then did the indifferent expression fluctuate, and the hands behind his back were tightly clenched.

The moment Dilaka noticed him, Feng Chaoming, who was submerged in the green breeze, also saw Dilaka standing on the Immortal Sword, his expression suddenly became extremely complicated, and there was a deep sense of shame in it.

"Dilaka..." The green silk dissipated gently, revealing Feng Chaoming hidden inside, but at this time Feng Chaoming changed into a gorgeous hair, of course this is not changed just now, but in the Holy Beast Mountain At that time, he felt that it was too strange for him to be over 200 years old with black hair, so he changed his appearance by himself, but he couldn't hide the hideous wound carved on his left face and across his left eye.

"Are you finally willing to come see me?"

Dilaka's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes became a little red. Seeing the terrifying scar on Feng Zhaoming's face, Dilaka's heart was touched for a while. He will never forget that day. Man, for everything he has endured.

"Look at your expression. I have been avoiding you for so many years because I am afraid that you will have such an expression. You are so stupid! It is annoying to see it!"

Feng Chaoming said disdainfully, but the star spots in the corners of his eyes could not be concealed no matter what, he swallowed the tears that were about to slip out, his figure flashed, and he slapped Dilaka on the shoulder , said fiercely, "Give it to me! Look at those eyes, look at this face, how old are you? It's not too ugly!"

As he spoke, the cloudy tears in his eyes could no longer be held back, but he cried out before Diraca.

"Brother! It's been 80 years! It's been 80 years! You're finally willing to see me!"

Diraca's suppressed shame and guilt erupted, tears burst out from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, and the memories suppressed in his chest gushed out like a fountain.

That year, he was nine years old, Feng Chaoming was 11 years old, and they met for the first time in the Sword Body Sect.

"Are you here to apprentice?"

"Um…"

"Boy, you can't be so shy."

"Um…"

"Oh, really, how do you pass the apprenticeship assessment like this? Forget it, you will be with me in a while, and I will help you."

"Ok!"

"What else do you want besides um?"

"..."

That year, both of them passed the apprenticeship assessment at the same time, and Dila Kahao was unharmed.Feng Chaoming had seven broken ribs, a broken right arm, and countless wounds all over his body.for him…

That year, he was 15 years old and Feng Chaoming was 17 years old. They participated in the core disciple assessment for the first time, and this time they all passed without any damage.

"Congratulations to the two of you, you have successfully passed the core disciple assessment, but as the core disciples of our Sword Body Sect, you must specialize in your cultivation. Please make your choice now whether it is sword cultivation or physical cultivation!"

"Sword repair!"

"What about you?"

"Physical repair..."

He remembered that he didn't hesitate in the slightest at that time, but he ignored that at the same time he called out Jianxiu, Feng Chaoming swallowed the words "Xiu" for "Jianxiu" and replaced it with "Body Xiu".

"Why? Brother, you have been practicing swords for the past six years! If it is replaced by physical training, brother, what is your cultivation all these years?! What is the suffering you have suffered these years?!"

After he came out, he questioned Feng Chaoming angrily, but he would never forget Feng Chaoming's expression and words at that time.

"Junior Brother, what is the greatest advantage of sword cultivation?"

He was so angry that before he could react, he answered subconsciously. For the sword cultivator, this was like a brand and restrained in his heart.

"Of course it is because of the weakness of the body. No matter how strong the sword intent is, it is only dependent on the martial arts on the 'weapon'. The attack is strong, but the defense is extremely weak."

"So, if both of us are sword cultivators, there will be no complementarity. If we encounter great difficulties, both of us will die. If I am a body cultivator and my junior brother is a sword cultivator, the combination of sword and body will definitely sweep the world, haha."

"But senior brother, your sword practice is much better than mine, so I should be the one who wants to improve your body!"

"Nonsense, with your body and personality, can you cultivate your body?"

"I……"

Looking at Feng Chaoming's excited expression and complex eyes at that time, he didn't understand. He thought that everything was as Feng Chaoming said, but he didn't know that in the days to come and in the battle, he finally understood Why did Feng Chaoming choose this way? Because he wanted to protect him.I gave up my favorite sword cultivator, for him...

That year, he was 25 years old, and Feng Chaoming was 27 years old. He had mastered swordsmanship, and his martial arts realm had reached the second ring of respect.Feng Chaoming's martial arts realm is exactly the same as his, but his achievements in physical training are far less than his. Watching the junior brother who has been protected all the time grow up, all he has is a smiling face and encouragement, but this has become Breaking the shackles in Di Laka's heart made him feel guilty towards Feng Chaoming.

Over time, as Feng Chaoming suffered more and more traumas in order to protect him, the guilt in his heart became deeper and deeper.But every time he wanted to talk to Feng Chaoming, he was always perfunctory by Feng Chaoming.

"I am a physical trainer. Only when I am injured can I exercise more effectively. This is all a training for me. As long as I don't die, I will gain something."

In this way, this sentence has deceived him for more than 100 years. Even if the two stepped into the Holy Sepulcher Mountain at the same time, became the elders of the Holy Sepulcher Mountain, and finally became the Holy Mountain Guardian of the Holy Sepulcher Mountain, it has not changed.

Until that day, when the two of them were carrying out that mission, an unprecedented crisis came. He encountered a strong counterattack when he was clearing out an assassination territory of a dark attribute warrior. Originally, no matter how powerful their counterattack was, it would definitely It's within reach.

After sweeping away these dark attribute assassins, the two were a little overjoyed. After all, after completing this mission, they would be able to sit on the Holy Sepulcher Mountain forever. However, at this moment, a Holy Poison Cauldron Master suddenly appeared , and released an extremely terrifying poisonous combat technique, the target was the sword cultivator Diraka!
(End of this chapter)