Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 488 Cultivation
In Yangjiacun, the people looked at Huanchang's back, reluctantly.

However, that figure was still drifting away, and the villagers could only sigh helplessly.

"He doesn't belong here."

Yang Feng looked at Huan Chang's back with a sad look in his eyes, but he was also proud of his brother's achievements.

Whether it is the 23-year-old half-step transformation, or the status of General Song, Huan Chang has become unattainable.

Huan Chang left, but did not wipe out the Ono Gang.

Because on the night when Kong Wenzhao was killed, the government had sent troops to wipe out the Ono Gang completely.

Even Huan Chang could guess that the Da Ye Gang was formed by the remnants of the Ju Ye Gang, how could the government not know?

It was only because of Kong Wenzhao's half-transformed existence that the government sent troops to attack several times but failed. Even so, the government is also accumulating strength to wipe out the Ono Gang.

On the top of the mountain, Huan Chang, with disheveled hair, stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the morning sun, watching the red sun slowly appear.

At the moment when the red sun just appeared, purple light flashed in Huan Chang's eyes.

"Is this the purple qi coming from the east?"

The purple light in his eyes disappeared in a flash, but Huan Chang still caught it, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

At this time, Huan Chang was comprehending the extremely powerful person of the Songshan School, and the unique knowledge Zi Qi came from the east for which he became famous.

Although Huan Chang only felt a little bit of purple energy, he had already developed a lot of enlightenment.

If Huan Chang can constantly feel the purple energy coming from the east, it will be much easier for Huan Chang to fight against the opponent in the future.

"Chong!"

Zhan Lu unsheathed, and Huan Chang began to dance his sword under the reflection of the rising sun, like an elf who kept shuttling among flowers.

After a long time, Huan Chang closed his sword and stood, let out a long breath of foul air, and ran down the mountain without looking back.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was hot summer.

Huan Chang set off from the state of Lu, and walked slowly towards the state of Chu in the south, and now he just entered the border of the state of Lu.

The State of Lu is located in the south, and the summer is even hotter.

At noon, Huan Chang came to a pile of rubble and sat cross-legged on the sun-baked stone, quietly feeling the heat of summer.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Huan Chang's body was ablaze with raging flames, which was somewhat similar to the Lie Yan Zhen Qi of the Songshan School.

"It's time to get out of here."

Huan Chang opened his eyes, the flame energy on his body slowly disappeared, and he got up again to embark on the journey.

The top of the mountain is still covered with snow even in the hot summer.

The air here is thin, and it is almost a restricted area for living things, but there is a figure sitting cross-legged in the ice and snow, with a layer of frost forming on his body.

"Buzz!"

The cold wind blows, and many snowflakes are blown by the cold wind, spinning constantly in the air.

However, when these snowflakes came to the side of that figure, they quickly moved towards that figure as if iron filings were attracted by a magnet.

"Hoohoo!"

Even the violent wind raging on the snow-capped mountains was attracted by that figure, circling around that person non-stop, and soon formed a large-scale tornado.

"boom!"

However, at the next moment, powerful true energy suddenly erupted from that person's body. This true energy was so cold that it actually froze the spinning tornado.

In this way, a magical scene appeared in the sky, a tornado mixed with snowflakes, forming a still picture in the sky.

"Wave!"

The person sitting cross-legged in the snow suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and gently pointed in the air, and the still picture shattered like glass.

"I don't know how powerful the true energy I feel is compared to Zuo Qingcheng's ice true energy."

The man stretched out his left hand, and the snowflakes quickly condensed into a round ice ball toward the palm of his hand, but the ice ball soon turned into melted snow water, and after being scalded by the flames, it was quickly cooled and frozen.

In this way, the cycle goes on and on, tirelessly.

"With my current strength, when I meet Zuo Qingcheng again, I still may not be able to win."

This man is Huan Chang.

After leaving the state of Lu, Huan Chang did not delay his practice on the way to the state of Chu.

With Huan Chang's diligent hard work, his half-step metamorphosis cultivation base has been completely stabilized, and he also has a very thorough analysis of Songshan School martial arts.

At that time, Huan Chang fought against Zuo Qingcheng, and there were many reasons why he lost so miserably.

Huan Chang had to rely on external force to break through half a step of transformation. In addition, Huan Chang was drinking all day long and his condition was extremely poor. Naturally, he could not be Zuo Qingcheng's opponent.

Another very important reason is that Zuo Qingcheng knew Huan Chang's martial arts very well, but Huan Chang didn't really calm down to study Zuo Qingcheng's martial arts.

Therefore, Huan Chang's failure was not unjust.

But now, Huan Chang has also begun to analyze the Songshan School martial arts, and has already achieved a good understanding of the enemy and the friend. Next time he encounters Zuo Qingcheng again, he will not be so passive.

"Still not enough!"

Huan Chang shook his head, used his true energy to evaporate all the snowflakes on his clothes, and disappeared on the top of the snow mountain with another step.

On the streets of the small county town, pedestrians were bustling with people passing by, and the yelling of vendors could be heard from time to time.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there are people who paint lifelike paintings, and the most important thing is to paint for people for free!"

Someone shouted loudly, and the street quickly gathered into a torrent, rushing in that direction.

In the center of the crowd, a man with disheveled hair, holding a writing brush in each of his left and right hands, was flying quickly over two blank scrolls.

In just three breaths, the portraits of the two lifelike figures appeared, and the picture scroll flew towards the two of them as if they had spirituality.

If you look carefully, you will find that the two people in the portrait are exactly the same as the two real people, almost exactly the same.

"Divine skills, divine skills, really amazing skills!"

The two who got the portrait looked at themselves in the scroll, as if they were looking in a mirror, and couldn't help but marvel.

They were about to go forward to thank the young man, but found that the other party had painted several portraits again, all of which were so lifelike.

"I never thought that there would be such a character in the world."

"The successor of Shujian Pavilion really lives up to his reputation!"

In the distance, an old man looked at the situation in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help showing surprise.

"You give this genius token to the painter."

The old man took out a heavy token with his backhand, and said to the middle-aged warrior who respectfully lowered his hands beside him.

The middle-aged warrior didn't dare to be negligent, he hurriedly accepted the genius order, and pushed through the crowd to walk towards the young man.

"Young man, please accept this genius order."

After the middle-aged warrior came to the young man, he respectfully handed over a token, and did not slack off in the slightest because the other party was young.

"That's the genius order!"

Many martial artists who were about to ask the young man for a portrait all around exclaimed when they saw the token.

(End of this chapter)