In the Ice Burial Hall, Qiao Xueqing, who persuaded Chen Feng to return, faintly showed a sense of relief.

Feeling that Chen Feng was in a bad mood, Yuan Zhen retreated from the hall very consciously.

"It is hard to get peace in Tiansheng Sect for a hundred years. Not only you, but we need this period of time to fully adjust our practice and endure it." Qiao Xueqing sat next to Chen Feng and comforted him softly.

"I have already rested quite well now, but for you, I am willing to wait for a while." Chen Feng patted his thigh lightly, obviously enduring his restlessness.

"Your cultivation reaches the late stage of Guiyuan, and you will reach the Dao Base stage further upwards. You should plan to achieve what kind of Dao Base is. This stage is closely related to your state of mind, so it is better to be more stable." Qiao Xueqing looked beautiful and showed her concern.

"For me, this is the first time I have the opportunity to hit the foundation stage, and I haven't decided yet." What Chen Feng said was quite realistic.

"Actually, you should be considered a martial arts monk, and you are extremely perverted. I think it is a foundation of achievement in power, which is more suitable for you." Qiao Xueqing smiled at Chen Feng's waist.

"Compared with magic tricks, I am indeed more inclined toward power, but it is not about what kind of Taoist foundation you can easily produce Taoist fruits. The most important thing is the perception of your state of mind and body." Chen Feng thought calmly.

"If it goes well, we can also enter the Daojia period in a hundred years." Qiao Xueqing considered the situation of the Chen family.

"Boom~~~"

The direction of Dongfang Tiansheng Island burst out with power fluctuations, even causing tremors in the Ice Burial Island.

"What a strong vibration. It seems that this Tiansheng Sect competition is not simple." Qiao Xueqing's eyes shone with her brilliance, and she looked at Chen Feng with a slight surprise.

"For you, I can ignore the protagonist, choose to give in when something happens, and stay in the Ice Burial Island safely." Chen Feng said with a frank smile.

"This is like a little talk. I thought I was about to prepare for leaving as soon as I arrived at Tiansheng Sect. I had left the Western Ancient Spiritual Realm before, but you said you would start over." Qiao Xueqing showed the little woman's peace of mind, and looked at Chen Feng, but she felt a little apology.

"It's not easy to start over. Just over ten years after reaching Tiansheng Sect, the old man Qian Ming recognized me." Chen Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Miaoyuan Sea is extraordinary. Although your immortal spiritual foundation is sorted out, your condition is unprecedentedly good. However, your combat power is greatly affected." Qiao Xueqing stood up and looked at Chen Feng.

"If you don't fight with the strong, you can't see it. Once you are under too much pressure and cannot cope with it, you may lose all your efforts." Chen Feng sat in the top position and did not get up. He hugged Qiao Xueqing standing with a little peace on his face.

"I thought no one could be better than you, but I didn't expect you to have such a side." Qiao Xueqing smiled shyly.

"It's just gritting your teeth and holding on. I finally managed to earn the current situation. If you show fatigue, those deep-minded guys will not rush up to swallow us alive!" Chen Feng said with a sigh.

"Don't force yourself if you are tired. We are here. It's not just you, our Chen family, and don't underestimate us." Qiao Xueqing wrapped her arms around Chen Feng's head and said in a soft voice in love.

"Be careful. The reason why I want to return to the Western Ancient Spirit Realm is that my bad premonition is getting stronger and stronger. The Lingxu Realm Star may have a major disaster." Chen Feng said something that shocked Qiao Xueqing.

"For a long time, you have always supported this family. We have gained full cultivation and now we have obtained relatively consistent ancient martial arts. I believe that even if the catastrophe comes, we will not have any problems." Qiao Xueqing let go of Chen Feng in a slight strange color in the shock of the Ice Burial Hall.

"Boom! Boom! Boom~~~"

The Ice Burial Hall was shaking quite obviously, and even the Ice Crystal Hall had a slight crack.

"I don't know who took such an exaggerated move that could cause such a shock to such a vast holy and shallow mountain range. The person who takes action must be extremely strong." Chen Feng said with a smile on his eyes.

"Do you want to go and have a look? Do you think it's normal for the sect competition to make such a noise?" Qiao Xueqing thought about Chen Feng's curiosity.

"No need, since you have made up your mind to live a quiet life, there is no need to pay attention to external affairs. You should go back to Tianshi Island. I can use this time to consider the matter of achieving the Taoist foundation." Chen Feng calmed down and was not moved by the shaking hall at all.

"It is unlikely that anyone can feel at ease when there is such a vibration in the Holy Shallow Sea. I just hope that the peace of the Tiansheng Sect will not be broken by accidents." Qiao Xueqing rarely showed a sense of relief to Chen Feng and walked outside the Ice Burial Hall.

It was not until a while after Qiao Xueqing left that the two girls Yuan Zhen and Cheng Yun walked into the hall.

"Master, the other side of Tiansheng Island seems to be opened, and the spreading power fluctuations even set off a tsunami in the Holy Shallow Mountains..." Yuan Zhen inquired about Chen Feng's thoughts.

"Don't pay attention, just look at the Ice Burial Island. I may have to go into a relatively long retreat. There is nothing big, so don't disturb me." Chen Feng's statement not only made Yuan Zhen feel relieved, but also felt secretly happy.

Like the daughters of the Chen family, what Yuan Zhen needs most at this time is also the time for cultivation.

Although he obtained the body of the eunuch white-haired old man and Yin Kun Lingji, Yuan Zhen, who had been working as a service, did not have much time to practice, so that the entry into the country was not very ideal.

Chen Feng is going to retreat now, and Yuan Zhen, as a personal maid, can also get enough time to digest the opportunities he has obtained.

"Go out."

Chen Feng did not express much to Cheng Yun. He never gave him any chance except the red knife that could push away the scales of ancient beasts.

"Buzz~~~"

It was not until the hall's shock stopped that Chen Feng hesitated for a little while before he secretly knew about the small hairball and released the sculptural demon Buddha monument in the twisted space of the Ice Burial Hall.

The power of the heavens shines on the illusion demon Buddha monument, gradually reflecting the scene of Tiansheng Island.

Seeing the huge island area in a mess, on the island's secret crystal table, the sloppy old man Qian Ming stood stiffly with cracks, while a woman opposite him had her great spiritual power restrained, her red lips slightly opened and her mouthful of blood was vomiting. Chen Feng couldn't help but look strange on his face.

Speaking of it, it didn't take long for Chen Feng to return from outside Tiansheng Island. Although the vibration of the Holy Shallow Sea made him feel unusual, he didn't expect it to be related to Old Man Qianming.

"What's going on? Is Old Man Qian Ming challenged? Who is that woman?" Chen Feng couldn't help but speak in shock when he saw the magnified crystal monument in which the cracked body of Old Man Qian Ming collapsed with a loud crack.

Although I don’t know if the heaven of the Tiansheng Sect will change, the sloppy old man, as the person in charge of the Qianming Island Craft, died in the sect competition. Chen Feng had already vaguely realized that the Qianming Island Craft was about to change.

Not only the Ice Burial Island where Chen Feng is located. Even the island where the other six members of the Chen family are in charge are under the Qianming Master's Mai. Now the sloppy old man is injured, which is very likely to involve the interests of the entire Chen family.

"I hope things don't go in a bad direction."

Chen Feng signaled Xiao Maoqiu to stop spying on Tiansheng Island, as if he didn't want to add to his worries.

In Chen Feng's opinion, although the time for a hundred years is not short, it is not long for him who has just stabilized his foundation and wants to hit the Dao Base stage. Moreover, after Old Qian Ming lost, the situation may not change at any time.

"We must calm down and strive to achieve the foundation as soon as possible."

Chen Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cold jade cushion, tried to relax his mind and no longer think about it, and sensed the Daoji suitable for power.

In a sect competition, some people are happy and some are sad. The monks in the Holy Shallow Mountains are not only the lords of the island, but also the scattered cultivators with strong immortal foundations have shown their strong aggression and combat power. However, no one in the Chen family participated in this grand event of the rise of strong people.

Not only Qianming's main meridians. In the sect competition, even many island branches have changed hands.

If you are afraid of being challenged by others, it is better not to participate in the sect.

Although the old man Qian Ming lost his losses, he unexpectedly did not affect his branch islands. After the sect competition ended, the Holy Shallow Mountains quickly returned to peace.

The woman who seized control of Qian Ming's main vein was not the dark horse that emerged from the Tiansheng Sect. Instead, she had been in the position of elders of the sect before this, but Chen Feng didn't recognize her.

If it weren't for the harsh climate of cold and cold weather in the Ice Burial Island, Chen Feng's years of cultivation in Tiansheng Sect would have been considered quiet.

A hundred years passed by. After Qianming's main meridian changed its name and changed it to Shengyan's main meridian. The ownership of the branches of Bingzang Island naturally fell under Shengyan's main meridians.

However, the main vein of Sheng Yan repeatedly summoned the heads of the islands under his jurisdiction, but none of the Chen family members were present.

Chen Feng sat cross-legged in the Ice Burial Hall, and there was no change in more than 90 years. His whole person gradually felt as heavy as a mountain, and his immovable Taoist intention was complemented by the terrifying weight of the body supporting the sky.

Compared to Chen Feng's forced entry into the Daojia stage, the Chen family's women were much smoother. Even Chen Chong, who obtained the Starlight Spiritual Root, successfully entered the Daojia stage.

Among the Chen family’s daughters, Gu Yin was the only one. When it reached the late stage of Daoji, it was only one step away from the Bath Tribulation Period.

As for Aman, who was not affected by the nature of the heavens and did not make the immortal foundation adjustment, he was the strongest person in the Chen family. The level of the twelve-level ancient alien demon beast is even more terrifying than the late stage of the feathering cultivator.

As early as 30 years after Chen Feng was in seclusion, the Chen family's cultivation resources were almost exhausted. Apart from the twenty dark stones he retained and ten intermediate-level immortal stones, the remaining cultivation resources were left to Qiao Xueqing for processing.

The insidious practice of a monk who defies the heavens, coupled with the extraordinary slaves whom the family needs to raise, is far from as simple as imagined.

If Qiao Xueqing had not taken away the ancient fishing rod when her cultivation resources were exhausted, I was afraid that the entire Chen family would have lost food for it.

Although it is not as exaggerated as Chen Feng's constant eating, it is also a good supplement for the Chen family to use ancient fishing rods to open up a small space in the wilderness world and capture some wilderness ancient beasts that are not too strong.

The lords of the island floating outside the huge Tiansheng Island, including Han Feihua, were only eight people standing outside the Shengyan Hall.

"We are only in charge of twenty islands in the sect. Why can't we come every time the main corpses of the island branch gather? We are so worried that we can wait here." A bearded man standing in front of the Shengyan Palace said with a slightly dissatisfied expression.

"Every time, there are a few island lords who are absent. They obviously join forces to resist the main pulmonary order." Han Feihua said with a face.

"I know that there are seven islands in our main vein, but none of them have ever seen them. I thought about walking around the seven islands, but they were all turned away, as if they had agreed. Have you ever seen the seven islands?" A girl in red dress said angrily.

"I only recognize one, Chen Dapao from the Ice Burial Island. That man is very hateful." Han Feihua seemed to look down on Chen Feng very much.

"It seems that the island lords who have the main vein of Yan gathered together this time. Those people cannot come again. Master still cares..." A middle-aged man in black robe with a straight expression did not follow the orders of the main vein, and even felt angry at the group of island lords.

It was not until a plump woman in a blue yarn dress walked out of the Shengyan Palace and stood in the first seats of the eight islands outside the hall. She stopped talking.

"You are all curious about the other seven island lords who have born in Yan's lineage, right?" The woman smiled lazyly, and the beauty she showed made it difficult for the male monks to control.

"I'm not curious, but I've been arranged to go out for more than a hundred years. The lords of the islands have not shown their faces until now, which is really unreasonable." Han Feihua lowered her head slightly and said.

"Because the lords of the seven islands in the ice burial are not enfeoffed by this palace, I have never been too harsh. But it is worth it to be the lord of the island for more than a hundred years." The woman in the blue shiny skirt smiled faintly, but did not show too much emotion.

"Master, do you want to call the first islands again?" The girl in red dress was very respectful to the woman.

"After so many times, no one showed up. Do you think that even the command will be sent? Or should I go there in person, and you will be together." The woman in Luosha skirt smiled and said.

Seeing the woman leaping lightly and flying out of Shengyan Island, which was suspended in the air, the eight island lords had no time to ask, and quickly flew to follow.

At this time, Chen Feng, who was deaf of the matter outside the window, didn't even know the woman in charge of the main meridian of Yan. He stopped waiting and was still sitting cross-legged in the Ice Burial Hall to recuperate.

For Chen Feng, there is rarely such practice day after day, year after year, and more than a hundred years passed by the Tiansheng Sect. It is like the wind passing by without traces, without sound or shadow.

"Buzz~~~"

It was not until the ice crystal storm on Ice Burial Island that withered and slowly dissipated under the breath of death that Chen Feng closed his eyes under his eyelids and had some fluctuations.

“Long~~~”

After the natural ice crystal storm in the island was broken, a strong sense of shock also came, causing the Ice Burial Hall to collapse into a slag of ice.

Outside the Ice Burial Island, Aman, wearing a spirit-covered gauze scarf, had already launched an attack on the woman in Luoshi skirt, and obviously treated her as an invader.

The woman who faced Aman Guhui's fist tips, although she patted her palm and transformed into Lei Man's fist, her plump body was still knocked back two steps, and her beauty turned slightly red due to the turbulence of qi and blood.

"Stop, don't be rude..."

A line of shock waves spread, causing some of the glaciers in the Ice Burial Island to shatter. Just as Aman was about to launch another attack, Yuan Zhen was already yelling at the majestic Aman with the waves of strength.
To be continued...