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An hour later, the female leopard gave birth smoothly, and Chanjia Liuli took care of her in an orderly manner like a considerate nanny. She did it very skillfully, and it could be seen that it was not the first time that Chanjia Liuli did this kind of thing.

The newborn cub was stained with blood, but Chanjia Liuli didn't dislike it at all. She held it in her palm and let the mother leopard lick it, with a smile on her face and maternal love in her eyes.

Jiang Feng watched from the side and smiled slightly. This woman who looked like a god was actually just a little girl untainted by the world in her bones.

She smiled so happily, her smile was so pure and flawless, as if there was a flower blooming quietly on her face, with amazing holiness and beauty.

Jiang Feng and Chanjia Liuli stayed in the snow leopard's habitat for a few days. Apart from Chanjia Liuli taking care of the newborn cubs, Jiang Feng healed Chanjia Liuli's wounds.

It wasn't until a week later that the cub survived and Chanjia Liuli's injuries had recovered. Jiang Feng and Chanjia Liuli returned to Rongbuk Monastery and met Master Moyun.

"The benefactor is really a man of great fortune. In just a few days without seeing him, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a thousand miles a day. The old monk looked at it and was very happy in his heart. It is really gratifying and congratulatory." " Master Moyun saw Jiang Feng at a glance, and a light flashed in his eyes. He folded his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said slowly.

"The master is overrated, but it's just a little better luck." Jiang Feng said politely.

Master Moyun smiled and said, "What happened to Benefactor Jiang is definitely not just luck. Of course, Benefactor Jiang's luck is also good, which makes people envious."

Jiang Feng's pupils shrank slightly. He said luck, and Master Moyun also said luck, but Master Moyun's words clearly had a completely different taste.

Jiang Feng glanced at Chanjia Liuli. Chanjia Liuli teased the snow fox, as if he hadn't heard Master Moyun's words. Jiang Feng looked away, returned to Master Moyun, and said lightly, "Master was joking."

If it weren't for the fact that he had been with Chanjia Liuli all these days, Jiang Feng would almost have suspected that Master Moyun knew that he had obtained the Yinyang seal through Master Moyun's words.

But since Chanjia Liuli did not tell Master Moyun about the woman in red in the jade coffin in the ice, what Master Moyun said was largely speculation and temptation.

After all, the timing of his leaving Rongbuk Monastery was very sudden, and Xuehu also disappeared with him, which is easy to arouse people's imagination, and the legend about Xuehu has been widely circulated, it is impossible for Master Moyun to have no thoughts in his heart.

But since Master Moyun was probing, it was naturally impossible for Jiang Feng to do what he wanted.

The smile on Master Moyun's face remained unchanged, and he said: "I think the benefactor must have encountered some extraordinary things in the past few days. You might as well stay in the small temple for a few days to rest, and then it's not too late to leave."

"Okay." Jiang Feng said casually.

Master Moyun's words were, of course, tentative. He said that Jiang Feng must have encountered some extraordinary things in the past few days, and his words were already turning implicit hints into explicit ones.

He also asked Jiang Feng to stay in Rongbuk Temple for a few days, which was polite, but in fact, Jiang Feng would not know that this was already a forced stay.

Hearing Jiang Feng agree to come down, Chanjia Liuli glanced sideways at Jiang Feng and said, "Master, let me take Jiang Feng to rest."

"Alright." Master Moyun smiled inscrutablely, and nodded in agreement.

……

three days. .

Jiang Feng lived in Rongbuk Monastery for three days. During these three days, the Rongbuk Monastery was as peaceful as before, and there was no difference because of his stay as an outsider.

Except for Chanjia Liuli who came to look for him twice, no one in the Rongbuk Monastery looked for him, even Master Moyun seemed to have forgotten him.

On the afternoon of the third day, the red-faced old man appeared in the courtyard where Jiang Feng lived.

The red-faced old man was aggressive and his face was full of unkindness. He stared at Jiang Feng with his eyes wide open like a bell, and shouted, "Boy, tell me honestly, did you do it?"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Feng frowned.

"What's the matter? You have the nerve to say what it is. It seems that you don't plan to admit it, right?" The red-faced old man was furious, and raised his hand to punch Jiang Feng.

The red-faced old man struck out angrily, and Jiang Feng immediately felt great pressure from this punch. Jiang Feng stepped back and stepped back.

As soon as Jiang Feng retreated, the red-faced old man quickly followed up. Without saying a word, he punched Jiang Feng again.

Although the red-faced old man had reservations and didn't attack Jiang Feng's vitals, even if the attack didn't hit the vitals, even if the attack did not hit the vitals, it would definitely be very uncomfortable.

The red-faced old man acted brutally and domineeringly, without any intention of being reasonable. Jiang Feng originally wanted to ask what happened to make him so angry, but now he didn't want to ask. Since he wanted to fight, let's fight.

A flash of anger flashed across Meifeng, and Jiang Feng's arm shook slightly, and the bloodthirsty sword appeared in his palm. Facing the punch of the red-faced old man, he urged the killing sword to slash away.

"My boy, you did such a shameful thing, yet you still dare to fight back." The red-faced old man was furious. His face, which had been red all year round, became even redder now, full of blood.

"Since you fight back, it shows that you have no guilt in your heart after doing something wrong. It's okay, let me teach you a good lesson." The red-faced old man shouted.

Jiang Feng slashed with a sword, but the red-faced old man didn't back down at all, and punched Jiang Feng's slashed sword.

With a punch, Jiang Feng retracted his sword, took another two steps back, his face darkened, and said slowly: "If you want to commit a crime, there is no excuse. This is some kind of nonsense logic."

"I talked to you with good intentions, but you said that my words don't make sense." The red-faced old man roared, punching one after another.

Jiang Feng counterattacked with the sword of killing and quickly drew the sword. This battle can be said to be the real battle since he established his foundation.

Although this battle is very inexplicable, for Jiang Feng, there is no doubt that it is a battle that can be used to verify his own strength. On this issue, Jiang Feng will never let go of any opportunity.

Jiang Feng drew out his sword, and one sword was faster than the other. With his current cultivation base, when the Slaughter Sword was cast, the killing aura soared. Even a strong man with a cultivation base at the early stage of the heavenly level would find it extremely difficult to resist his sword strike .

But in the face of the strongest of the Three Tribulations, the Sword of Slaughter is still difficult to work. Of course, the reason why Jiang Feng didn't use the Qiushui sword was because he wanted to try, the strongest of the Three Tribulations , How strong is the cultivation base.

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

The red-faced old man was full of cultivation, and he walked a fierce line. With every punch, he was fierce and fierce, opening and closing, fierce and helpless.

"Second sword."

"The third sword."

……

"The seventh sword."

"The Ninth Sword."

Jiang Feng drew his sword continuously, until the ninth time he used the Sword of Slaughter, his figure shot out to the rear, far away from the range of the red-faced old man's attack, his complexion turned slightly pale, and the hand holding the sword couldn't restrain himself even more. Live trembling slightly.

"With my current cultivation base, I can only take nine attacks from the Sword of Slaughter at the limit," Jiang Feng said to himself.

However, Jiang Feng also knew that although he had received nine attacks from the red-faced old man, the premise was that the red-faced old man had no intention of killing him, otherwise the number would have to be at least within the range of the fifth sword.

"The cultivation base of the Three Tribulations is indeed the cultivation base of the Three Tribulations." Jiang Feng's heart was dark.

What this means, Jiang Feng is clear, the cultivation base of the Three Tribulations Heaven is not comparable to the cultivation base of the Heaven Level, or in other words, the most powerful person with the cultivation base of the Three Tribulations Heaven, facing the strong person with the cultivation base of the Heaven Level, almost The advantage in numbers can be ignored.

This is also the reason why Chanjia Liuli can fight against six heaven-level powerhouses so easily.

Even though on the surface, the difference between the Heavenly Level cultivation base and the Three Tribulations Heaven's cultivation base does not seem to be very large, but in reality the gap cannot be measured rationally.

Jiang Feng remembered something that Ziling once said. Ziling said that the cultivation base of the Three Tribulations claims to be able to generate endless power in the body, break through the shackles of the human body, and break through from the heavenly level to the First Tribulations. It is the real Leaping Dragon Gate, and if it can break through to the Three Tribulations, it is by no means empty to become a fairy.

Ziling's words may be limited to exaggerated cognition, but they are also enough to fully describe the horror of the strong man who has cultivated the Three Tribulations.

"In the past, my strength was limited. Even though I have seen the most powerful people with the cultivation base of the Three Tribulations make a few shots, I have never been able to detect the depth. Now, I have finally learned the methods of the strong people with the cultivation base of the Three Tribulations." Jiang Feng Talk to yourself softly.

"However, it's not enough..." Jiang Feng quickly shook his head, "Looking at it now, the strength displayed by the red-faced old man is not all strength, and has a lot of reservations. Next, I will use Qiushui's sword to thoroughly test The strongest of the Three Tribulations."

"Boy, you are very good. You have never lost so many tricks against me, but the relationship between cultivation and character has never been great. It is in vain that you have such a climate at a young age. Next, I will not be polite to you. "The voice of the red-faced old man rang in Jiang Feng's ear at this moment.

"Really? I just want to try, how far my cultivation has reached now." Jiang Feng smiled faintly.

"Are you still so shameless after you've reached this point?" The red-faced old man only thought Jiang Feng's words were teasing him, was extremely displeased, and shot angrily.

The red-faced old man swept his fist, and the sound of wind and thunder loomed. Jiang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, without any hesitation, Qiu Shui struck out with a sword.

The wind of the fist thundered, and the light of the sword flickered.

With a sword, Jiang Feng slashed on the blowing fist wind, and the fist wind burst and shattered.

The red-faced old man was slightly surprised, and said: "Boy, you are really weird, but I want to see how many punches you can take from me."

As soon as the words fell, the red-faced old man suddenly punched out again.

Jiang Feng did not speak, and silently drew his sword.