The Order of Purple Thorn

The Ancestor Yan Hua's eyes were filled with shock. The Winged Saint is the Great Sage's Great Sage, he is very powerful. Right now, Tai Yan said that he was dead, and that the King's Armour was in the hands of Tai Yan the Great Sage, so this explained the situation.

Ancestor Yan Hua left with the King's Armour. He, Nan Yanhua, was not an idiot, he was not someone who would ask others questions.

Nan Feng's world steadied itself once more. Every half a month, or even every month, he would come out of seclusion and spend the rest of his time cultivating diligently.

The God Trapping array disk Nan Feng recognized its master, and after recognizing it as its master, he found the space that held the ancient soul. He also discovered the ancient soul, which was a woman's figure with long hair that reached her waist.

Nan Feng had seen a lot of spirit body, Redcloud Imperial Lord, Chanyu Mozhen, Degeneration Dark Saint, and even some of the Saints of the eighth step's primordial spirits, but it was far from being as real as this woman's soul body.

Just as Chen Huangjun had said, Nan Feng realized that this female soul seemed to be sleeping, sensing her life force but not feeling any fluctuations.

Since he was unable to ascertain what kind of situation the soul was in, Nan Feng decided to ignore it. Since even Chen Huangjun was unable to solve the problem, naturally, he was also unable to. But Nan Feng believed that one day, he would be able to solve his problem, just like the few other Stage Eight beast cultivators in Zhuxian Pavilion. He would deal with the Cerberus, and the other one too.

When Nan Feng cultivates, Qing Jiu and the Young Master Le will not disturb him. When the Young Master Le and Su Su are stuck, Qing Jiu will sometimes go and take a look at the Xianju and the Wang Haige.

The Jiyan Nan Family's Qing Sheng District was bustling with noise and excitement. Because a portion of the Southern Family of the Cyan Saint Region's people had returned, Nan Li and Nan Yue had died, but their descendants were the descendants of the Nan Family.

The Southern Family of the Cyan Saint Region was developing towards the Xiansheng State, but he also valued the development of the Nanfen Country. With the Teleportation Array, he could walk on both sides. Nan Tian was normally in Nanfen Country to take care of matters. If there were no problems, he would come to Vermillion Bird Palace and find a place to stay.

After the Nan Xiangjun couple arrived at the Vermillion Bird Palace, they received Nan Feixue's important care. Both she and Fen Qingyun were young, so there was a lot of room for development.

As for Nan Feng and his Wife, they were in a state of upbringing. Nan Feng could muddle through them, and get himself new resources that could rise to power.

Time flew by like a flowing river, and in the blink of an eye, eight months had passed, and there were only two months left before the Sky Emperor Pavilion battle.

He had come to the Lakeside building twice already, but he did not see Nan Feng. What he was worried about was whether or not Nan Feng could enter the High Monarch Realm before the competition started.

A level six Monarch and a level seven Monarch were only a single level away from each other, but this was a divide. A level seven Monarch was a high level Venerable One, and there was a difference of nine levels between them, but one could make up for it with their absolute arts and battle talent.

When Ancestor Yan Hua came to the Lakeside building once again, Nan Feng had come out of seclusion.

Seeing Nan Feng's cultivation, Ancestor Yan Hua let out a sigh of relief, "Level six Monarch's Peak, there's still time, there's still time!"

"It isn't easy for me to be in such a hurry." Nan Feng said after sitting down opposite of the Ancestor Yan Hua.

"I know it's not easy for you. It's an emergency right now, so there's nothing I can do about it. How do you feel?" Ancestor Yan Hua looked at Nan Feng and asked.

"Very good! If I were to stabilize my cultivation for a bit, I would be able to make a breakthrough and still have time to stabilize my cultivation before the competition for the Sky Emperor Pavilion. " Nan Feng said.

"Then I am relieved. Patriarch has a set of armor for you, but it is currently in Myriad Treasures Pavilion. The armor was slightly damaged and needs to be repaired. Huang Junsheng said that he would not delay the Sky Emperor Pavilion's battle and it will be repaired before then. " The Ancestor Yan Hua said.

When the Ancestor Yan Hua went to find Chen Huangjun and took out the King's Armour, Chen Huangjun was extremely shocked. Because the King's Armour's reputation was too great, the war that the King's Armour instigated was also very bloody, with many experts falling.

The King's Armour had some damage, but after being repaired, its defensive power would be very strong and would be immune to some of the energy's attacks.

Seeing the state Nan Feng was in, the Ancestor Yan Hua quickly left. He knew that Nan Feng's strength, the Fighting power, far surpassed his cultivation level, so he made the case of the Monarch who killed the Leng Family an example. Once he had the cultivation of the High Monarch, participating in the competition for the Sky Emperor Pavilion was no problem.

After Ancestor Yan Hua left, Nan Feng brewed a cup of tea and continued to think. In these eight months, not only had his cultivation increased, the other eight levels of dimension had become even rounder. When he was strengthening the perfect fusion of the eight attributes, he had also followed Chen Huangjun's guidance and cultivated. Now that the eight levels of dimension had appeared, there were fewer conflicts with the real world.

While Nan Feng was cultivating the Psychic Spear Art, Yu Qing and the others also walked out of their rooms.

"Husband, let's have a hot pot!" Keluo Shuanghua walked to Nan Feng's side and hugged her shoulders as she spoke.

Nan Feng smiled at Keluo Shuanghua, then waved at Yu Qing and He Yi. The four of them entered the Lakeside building, an elegant room, and ordered some things.

"After we finish eating, let's go to Vermillion Bird Palace to take a look. I wonder if father and Mother are here, I want to see if Nan Yu and Nan Yi are here." Nan Feng said as he looked at the snowflakes floating outside the pavilion. It was another winter, and the snowflakes caused Nan Feng's mood to unconsciously soften.

"It's rare to see you, kid." Nan Feng was eating when he appeared. Sensing Nan Feng's aura, he immediately ran to the pavilion where Nan Feng was.

"Don't disturb the other guests!" Just then, a servant anxiously entered the pavilion and shouted at Heng Sandao. Lakeside building had a rule that without an invitation, new customers could not disturb old customers.

"Never mind, he's my friend." Nan Feng shook his head at the servant.

"You, it won't be long before you become a High Monarch. Your cultivation speed is really fast." Looking at Nan Feng, Heng Sandao sighed with emotion.

"Is it easy for me to train like this without leaving my home?" Nan Feng sighed with emotion. This was how the people of this world were like.

It's not easy, but I has to remind you, the more you want to hurry, the harder it is to cultivate your mental state, your mental state will not be able to keep up, and even if you reach the Great Honored Warrior realm, you will still be stuck, so pay more attention to your cultivation realm and mental state. Heng Sandao reminded Nan Feng, but after he finished reminding him, he was a little confused. He was not too familiar with Nan Feng either, so why would he say words of concern?