221: C221 A Storm Is Brewing

C221 A Storm Is Brewing

"I'm not in a good condition right now. I need to cultivate in seclusion. Do you want to protect me?"

Shen Qingfeng turned his head and said to the Divine Dragon on his shoulder.

"Yiya..."

The Spiritual God nodded his head and even gave him a dragon-like smile.

This little guy had just turned into a human, and he had already killed a Tribulation Stage Liu Xian. Although he relied on the pressure of the divine beast bloodline, it was still very rare!

Shen Qingfeng swallowed a high grade spiritual pill, then he found a quiet place to sit cross-legged and meditate. If he didn't go into seclusion now, he would be in danger of losing his cultivation realm.

One day...

Two days...

He was immersed in his cultivation and did not know that the outside world had undergone a tremendous change.

"The Six Fans Sect has sent out a young genius to poke a hole in the northeastern sky..."

"The Great Era, which has never been seen in a thousand years, has arrived. Can the cultivators of the older generation still defend their last dignity?"

"Chang'ang Sowrd has shown his power. I'm afraid the Jianghu will be reshuffled!"

"The birth of the ancient Divine Dragon, does Shen Qingfeng really have the potential to become a god?"

...

One after another, the news spread like wings.

Shen Qingfeng had only been here for a few days, so it was fine for him to seize the rare treasure and Sunset Bow, but he had also killed a Liu Xian and the three Qiao brothers.

He had even killed dozens of famous Tribulation Stage warriors with a single arrow. The forces behind these people were all furious. They all wrote letters to threaten Chang'ang Sowrd, as if they were going to kill their way into the Yanjing at any moment!

Unexpectedly, Chang'ang Sowrd's response was even more powerful. He stood on Shen Qingfeng's side and replied with two words, "You deserve to die!"

Back then, those Tribulation Stage warriors wanted to rob Shen Qingfeng's treasure by force. Countless of them had seen it with their own eyes. Now that they had come to make trouble for Shen Qingfeng, there was no suitable reason for them to do so.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the martial world had become terrifyingly oppressive.

The Six Fans Sect had been in turmoil many times, especially after the battle with the Devil Cult. They had lost most of their elites, and had lost control of the pugilistic world a long time ago.

They had been silent for dozens of years, but they had suddenly become so powerful. This had aroused the disgust of many first-rate sects and hidden sects in the Pugilistic World!

If there was really a collision between the two, it was foreseeable that blood would flow like rivers in the world...

At the top of the snow mountain, a young man dressed in black clothes had been sitting on the ice for several months like a fossil.

On this day, he suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and rushed to the sky. He kept roaring, and terrifying waves caused a huge avalanche, drowning countless creatures.

"I, Ye Tian, will definitely revive the Devil Cult. Those who dare to offend my sect in the future will be punished even if they are far away!"

He stepped on a black lotus platform, and a long spear appeared in his hand. The moment the long spear appeared, the ten thousand year old ice on the mountain peak shattered with a loud bang!

"Congratulations, young master, for making great progress in your devil art!"

A figure emerged from the void. It was an old man with a hunched body and sparse hair. However, the Qi on his body indicated that he was a peak Tribulation Stage warrior.

"There's nothing to congratulate me about. I'm just in the middle stage of the Heavenly Tribulation. After I've transcended the next Heavenly Tribulation, I'll go to Yanjing and ask Chang'ang Sowrd for advice."

"I want to ask him face to face. Just now, when I was hunting down the disciples of Devil Cult, I was in high spirits!"

Ye Tian was a young genius, but because of the formidable strength of Six Fans Sect, he had been cultivating in secret. No one in the world knew about his name.

Among the top ten experts of Jianghu's younger generation, Liu Feihong, who was ranked first, was beheaded by him.

However, he turned a blind eye to such a beauty. Because she was ranked first, she had suffered a calamity.

At that time, he had already decided to come into being!

"Shadow, I'll have to trouble you to handle matters in the secular world. This young master wants to go down the mountain and enter the world to cultivate!"

Ye Tian instructed. He urged the black lotus under his feet and turned into a rainbow as he rushed down the snow mountain.

...

In a mountain forest in the south, a bald young monk with fair skin and beautiful features was meditating.

In front of the Ten Commandments was an alms bowl with half a steamed bun inside. He had relied on fate to walk all the way here, comprehending the Hundred Forms of Life and gaining many insights.

"Buddha."

With a clear shout, a golden Buddha statue that was tens of meters tall appeared in the forest.

This Buddha statue was extremely solid and had a compassionate face, as if it was cast from real gold. If a mortal saw it, they would probably be scared to the point of kneeling on the spot.

...

On the campus of Oxford University in Western Europe, a handsome young man was holding a textbook and studying with a group of girls outside.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps appeared, causing him to raise his head, his sky-blue eyes carrying a trace of coldness.

"Respected Lord Blood Prince, I have no intention of offending your dignity. Recently, there has been some turmoil in the eastern cultivation world. I would like to ask for your opinion."

Lance had a bewitching smile on his lips. After he recovered, he had once again traveled the continent of Europe. He was bored to death, so he directly went to the university campus to request an audience with this mysterious prince.

"I am Jack, not your so-called prince."

The young man stood up and bid farewell to the female students before leaving with Lance.

...

Three days later, Shen Qingfeng slowly woke up from his meditation. Before he even opened his eyes, he smelled a strange fragrance.

He discovered that on an open space, the Little Divine Dragon was carefully spitting out flames, roasting a wild boar king that weighed a thousand kilograms.

As it roasted with great care, it had already roasted one side to a golden color. The oil on it was sizzling, emitting a tempting fragrance.

"This fellow... Is this how you protect me?"

Shen Qingfeng was speechless. This fellow was too greedy. He took advantage of this time to hunt for wild animals and even knew that it would only taste good after it was roasted. The spiritual intelligence of a divine beast was indeed extraordinary.

"Yiya... Yiya... "

The Little Divine Dragon turned around in surprise. When it saw that Shen Qingfeng had woken up, it revealed a dragon-like smile.

It used its five small claws to draw, meaning that the wild boar had come to attack Shen Qingfeng and was roasted.

"Alright, thank you for your hard work. Let me help you!"

Shen Qingfeng reached out and touched its head. After all, it was a raw hand, and some parts were still burnt by the fire.1

He collected some dried branches and burned them into charcoal. He processed the wild boar, and then skewered it with a wooden stick. All of them were roasted into a golden color.

"Yiya... Yiya..."

The Little Divine Dragon flew up and down happily. It couldn't wait to eat it, and its saliva was dripping down.

"Hey! Here you go..."

After Shen Qingfeng roasted the wild boar, he tore off one of its hind legs and gave it to it.

"Ah... Ugh..."

It blinked its eyes and suddenly swallowed the entire hind leg of the great general. After swallowing it, its body returned to its miniature form.

Shen Qingfeng sized it up and did not quite understand how this fellow ate food that was bigger than his body.

This roasted pig was not bad, but it did not have the appropriate seasoning. However, it was a rare delicacy in the forest.

A man and a dragon were both gluttonous kings. Very quickly, they ate up all the meat that weighed a few hundred jin.

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