Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 2
Passing through the large garden and the winding and quaint corridors, Leng Feng followed the servants of the Zhao family to the guest room.

Rows of guest rooms are adapted to local conditions, located between mountains and rivers, which is somewhat elegant and interesting.

What surprised Leng Feng was that he was not the only resident here, but many. With just one glance, Leng Feng saw no less than thirty teenagers and girls.

But seeing that each of them is red and full of energy, walking or having fun, it is very lively.

"These are all candidates who want to participate in the selection of the Penglai Immortal Sect. They have been well taken care of in our Zhao residence." Xu Shi saw the doubt on Leng Feng's face, and the servant of the Zhao family in front of him explained.

"This is your guest room, I hope you are satisfied, and we will send a special maid to serve you in a while."

Leng Feng was brought to a beautiful single-family small building. He also noticed that there were only three such small buildings in the entire Zhao Mansion, which happened to be not far from him, and lived next to him.

And the other two small buildings seemed to already have owners.

Leng Feng didn't say anything, and directly stepped into the small building. The decoration of the small building is very thoughtful, with light gauze curtains and a red clay stove.

Leng Feng sat for a while, then a dozen or so beautiful maids walked in.

"Hi, young master, I'm waiting for the order of the lowly servant girl to come and serve, and I hope the young master will agree."

Hearing this, Leng Feng nodded and let the maids play with him, he has not lost his status to the point of embarrassing the maids.

Soon, the clothes were tailored, bathed and washed, and within a short while, Leng Feng's whole body was completely new.

Putting on the perfectly fitting plain white robe and combing his waist-length colorful long hair, Leng Feng's perfect temperament immediately became more eye-catching, making several maids blush and heartbeat involuntarily, and the spring is colorful.

Leng Feng didn't wear shoes, but his clean bare feet were spotless when walking.

"Okay, you guys go out, I'm going to rest." Leng Feng ordered and drove the maids out.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed alone, Leng Feng's entire consciousness at this moment has already been immersed in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

But in the center of his sea of ​​consciousness, a three-inch-sized colorful tree exuded endless mysterious aura.

However, this three-inch tree was bare, with only one trunk left.

This is Leng Feng's biggest secret, and it is also the basis for him to be able to travel through the ages with his annoying aptitude and be reborn today.

The small tree is called the Shushu, and it is the incarnation of the origin of the Dao of the Dao in the Dao, containing thousands of inheritances of the Dao of the Dao. Although it is incomplete, it should not be underestimated.

Eternal years ago, Leng Feng practiced the "Heaven-Defying Art" in the Heavenly Dao Art handed down by the Shushu Tree with his mortal qualifications.

The art of defying the sky is extremely overbearing, but it is not tolerated by the law of heaven. After reaching a certain level of cultivation, there is no way forward and can only wait for the extinction of the law of heaven.

And from today onwards, he will begin to practice the real Heavenly Dao technique, and walk the endless path full of hope.

Heavenly Dao Technique, the ultimate skill of Shu Dao practice, it has the characteristics that are most in line with the Heavenly Dao, and it has all kinds of mysterious and magical abilities.

In addition, every breakthrough in the practice of Heavenly Dao Art will bring Leng Feng a much stronger strength than others.

Even other top-level cultivation techniques in this world cannot be compared with Heavenly Dao Technique. Under such circumstances, Leng Feng's own foundation is definitely the strongest and most solid one in the same realm.

For thousands of years, the saying that Shu Dao is supreme is not just a mere talk, no matter in terms of skills or skills, Shu Dao does have an unshakable and powerful advantage!
Thinking back to the method of operation of the Heavenly Dao Technique, Leng Feng began his first practice in this life. From the very beginning, the Qi and blood in his body were constantly deriving, boiling, and agitating, like tiny blood snakes writhing, rushing to all the blood in his body. corner.

Accompanied by that, the vitality of the world around him also swarmed into Leng Feng's body like a tide, constantly tempering his body.

The cultivation realms of the Kyushu Continent are, from bottom to top, namely Acquired Heaven, Transformation, Foundation Establishment, Condensation Phase, Faying, Great Sage, etc., and each realm corresponds to the Nine Heavens.

In the initial acquired cultivation, what one cultivates and taps is the potential of the physical body.

Feeling the changes in his body every minute and every second, the corners of Leng Feng's mouth turned up slightly. In this life, his aptitude did not disappoint him, and the Heavenly Dao Technique surprised him even more.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible for a monk to quickly derive and refine the essence of blood during his first practice.

Even if it is a genius of practice, it will take a day or two to step into the threshold of practice.

Unconsciously, it was already night, and Leng Feng opened his eyes when he heard the sudden knock on the door.

It's only three or four hours, but he is not far away from the realm of the acquired first layer.

"come in."

Leng Feng opened his mouth, and the ones who pushed the door in were the former maids, carrying sumptuous food one by one.

It's just dinner, but there are no fewer than twenty dishes, and each dish is mainly topped with vintage herbs and ferocious sea animal meat, which shows its preciousness.

Leng Feng smiled lightly, and he didn't mean to refuse. These ingredients can just speed up his cultivation, and at the same time, he also understood why the boys and girls he saw before were all so energetic.

"You guys go out, I don't need to serve you." But this time, Leng Feng's order was ineffective.

"Master, please calm down. The master told us that we must wait for you to eat before we can leave, otherwise, we will be dealt with by the family law."

Looking at the fearful maids in front of him, Leng Feng took a piece of stewed seabird meat with old wild ginseng and chewed it in his mouth, then smiled thoughtfully.

"Okay, I got it." After speaking, Leng Feng started his dinner journey like a storm.

Early in the morning, when the mist was still there, Leng Feng opened the door and walked out, holding a sword in his hand, which he asked for from several maids yesterday, he expected that Zhao Wuya behind them would not refuse him.

"Yin--" "Yin--" "Yin--".
The sword blared, and Leng Feng was standing by the edge of the garden, practicing drawing his sword, again and again, without stopping.

He is currently practicing a sword technique called Zhantian and Drawing Sword, which was a very popular sword technique in the Houtian realm before eternity. In terms of level, it is even the lowest level of low-level acquired sword technique.

But when it comes to its strongest power, I am afraid it is unbelievable, just like its name, cutting the sky and drawing the sword, even the sky will be split.

Of course, this is just a legend. Zhan Tian Draw Sword does have unlimited growth, but its starting point is too low, and every level of practice must reach the realm of art, which is almost impossible to complete.

After all, Dao practice is to fight against the sky, and no one will spend a lot of time just to upgrade a low-level technique.

But Leng Feng didn't care, just because he was practicing in the art of art, and he was the heir of the art of art with the original art tree of the art of art!
Shu Dao can be said to be the strongest one among the thousands of cultivation avenues. It has its own unique inheritance of the spell system, and each of the spells is an existence beyond the barriers of its own realm.

In short, no matter any martial arts, Taoism, celestial art, etc., it is a technique after it is cultivated from the beginning, the small, the middle, to the peak of its own limit, and then breaks through.

And once reaching the realm of technique, the power of the technique itself will be multiplied, which is extremely terrifying.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult to practice martial arts and Taoism. It is not easy to cultivate one's own martial arts and Taoism to the limit, let alone make breakthroughs on such a basis.

Even if it is directly practicing the ancient magic arts that have been passed down in an orderly manner, it is extremely difficult!

Without unremitting efforts and amazing skills, all of this would have been impossible.

And these are not a problem for Leng Feng in this life. With the physical aptitude created by the taboo in the art of art, coupled with the origin of the art of art, if this can't achieve anything, he simply wiped his neck and committed suicide. .

Suddenly, Leng Feng felt the wind blowing from the back of his head, he raised his leg and kicked out under conditioned reflex, followed by a crisp cry of pain.

Hearing this, Leng Feng turned around, and saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old petite loli in green clothes screaming and standing up on the grass not far from him, looking at him angrily with a small face.

Frowning slightly, Leng Feng noticed that the two illusory golden and white wings on the back of the little girl were flapping from time to time.

"It seems that I am not the only one of the so-called fairy seedlings?"

"Hey, bastard, you hurt me by kicking me, quickly apologize to others!" When Leng Feng was still thinking, the little Lolita had already walked in front of Leng Feng, pointed at Leng Feng and scolded softly.

Liu Lixue felt that she was really unlucky and wronged. She was just getting up early to practice flying, and was kicked away by this nasty kid in front of her. It was really painful.

The most abominable thing is that the villain who kicked him away didn't even say a word of apology to himself, it's really abominable.

"Little sister, I think you made a mistake. I don't think I have to apologize to you. Okay, you can go now and don't disturb big brother's sword practice." Leng Feng curled his lips and waved his hands.

Just kidding, let him say sorry to a twelve or thirteen-year-old little loli, that scene, thinking about it, is extremely sour, and he will not do it if he is killed.

When Liu Lixue heard this, she became even angrier. This scoundrel dared to call her little sister. What she hated the most was that others said she was too young.

She has already decided that today she will spend with the big villain in front of her.

"Bastard, apologize to me!"

"Apologize to me!"

"Bastard!"

".!"

A moment later, Leng Feng had a bitter face, wanting to cry but no tears.

He was really overwhelmed by the little loli in front of him, like a duck, squawking endlessly in his ear, which made him not in the mood to practice sword at all.

"Okay, little sister, don't bark anymore."

"Why, do you want to apologize now?" Liu Lixue proudly raised her delicate chin, and the little wings on her back were flapping cheerfully, looking extremely proud.

When Leng Feng heard this, he didn't say anything. In the next second, he directly raised his hand and drew his sword. In an instant, he drew back the sheath.

The sword light flashed, Liu Lixue was taken aback, and her hair exploded in an instant.

"Bad guy, you scare me, I, I'm not finished with you!"

However, this time, Leng Feng seemed very calm when facing Liu Lixue's barking of fangs and claws, hysterical, and just raised his hand in a slight gesture.

"Little sister, your skirt fell off."

"Ah, scoundrel, pervert, I, Liu Lixue, remember you!"

Seeing Liu Lixue's petite figure disappearing quickly with her skirt in hand, Leng Feng sighed and continued his practice of cutting the sky and drawing the sword.

It's just that God seemed to be trying to make things difficult for him, but at the next moment, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and the long sword in his hand snapped.

This time, what appeared in front of Leng Feng was a gloomy young man dressed in black, but seeing the faint golden light and sharp aura flowing from the palm of the young man, it was the one that easily cut off the sword in Leng Feng's hand.

"Abandoned people, abandoned tricks, and abandoned swords are very compatible. They are both fairy seedlings, and I am ashamed to be with you!" After saying these words, Ling Yun seemed to disdain to look at Leng Feng again, and walked away.

Standing there for a few seconds, Leng Feng looked at the broken sword in his hand and smiled, then turned around and left.

"Hehe, useless, how long has it been since I heard such a title, 1 years is too long!"

Zhao Wuya looked at his son with concern in the secret room of the Zhao Mansion until those familiar golden eyes opened again.

"How is it, Hao'er, is your practice going well?"

Hearing this, Zhao Hao showed a look of anticipation on his cold face, nodded and said: "Father, I will be able to completely refine the power of the elixir in my body in five days, I don't know what father's "blood medicine" preparation How is it?"

"Don't worry, Hao'er, not to mention the more than 50 "ordinary blood medicines" these days, there are also three "special blood medicines", and the quality is extremely high."

"Father has kept all of them in the mansion with good food and drink, just waiting for you, Hao Er, to pass through the customs." Zhao Wuya smiled with his chest out, obviously very satisfied with this.

"Hey, a group of ignorant idiots who are daydreaming, are destined to only be the stepping stones for me, Zhao Hao, to soar into the sky!" Zhao Hao stood up, sneering amidst the momentum.

(End of this chapter)