Luo Feng woke up in the morning light the next day.

The orange-red early sun dyed the snow-capped mountains red, turning into a red arc and disappeared into the distance.

It seems that Luo Feng knows something, but it seems that he doesn't know anything.

Caiyun saw that Luo Feng's face was wet with tears and asked him in a low voice.

"Do you feel pain?"

The twenty-one-year-old young man grabbed his arm with his hands, and he no longer knew whether he was laughing or crying.

"It hurts so much."

Yes, it hurts so much.

It's more of a heartache.

When those dusty memories and unwilling regrets surged out from the depths of their hearts, it was like thousands of needles and swords piercing through the young man's stitching and stitching together with his heart.

It has not bleed but has long been broken.

Luo Feng hopes that the back is a dream, and hopes is not a dream.

An injured child will miss homesick.

Even though he has experienced life and death, he has become a man who is recognized by everyone, the young man is still the brat who was once with the old man. He likes to follow the old man, sit behind the sunset, and hold hands together to go home.

The wind came from the distant China. The young man wiped his tears and said secretly, "Master, I want to drink the dumpling soup you cooked. I mean I want to go home."

The powerful fire element fluctuations appeared in the underground boxing ring, which attracted the attention of many people and even alarmed the major forces in the Northern Region.

There is no doubt that someone recognizes the owner of this fire element, and it is undoubtedly like a bombshell.

Just one month after people speculated why that "woman" appeared here, Luo Feng's cultivation level once again made a breakthrough.

Perhaps it was because of a coincidence that Luo Feng's cultivation level had broken through to the early stage of the exiled immortal realm for no reason.

The afterimage of the Hydra God deep in the blue and golden air sea was refined by Ji Ziming and fed back to Luo Feng's bloodline one by one.

The sword shape above the blue and golden air sea seemed to have become much bigger and bigger, exuding a strong sword intent, rolling the blue and golden airflow to wash and dress up, shining brightly.

Luo Feng naturally became stronger, but he couldn't be happy.

Because he was 100% sure that the person had been here, the unforgettable temperature on his forehead was real.

Why did I abandon myself before and now I still have to give alms to this late "love"?

Luo Feng couldn't figure it out and didn't want to think about it anymore.

His shoulders carry too much responsibility.

The old master, master, senior sister, the Tianshi Mansion, and even the Huaxia.

If the boy used to be just trying to win a sigh of relief for himself, then now he is mature, and the change in his mind makes him realize that he has more meaningful things that must be completed.

This is his agreement with the old master.

"Star Tong, let's work together," Luo Feng smiled slightly, and the doubts in his heart disappeared halfway whenever he thought of his master and the old master.

Another half year has passed...

Time always flows away from the boy's fingertips when he is not paying attention. The boy is no longer the boy with a harmless smile and a childish youth, but has grown up and become strong, and the eyebrows are the maturity accumulated by time.

Even though this maturity is too hard and painful, the young man finally lives up to expectations.

In the early stage of the exiled immortal realm, the swordsman also reached the eighth grade, the alchemist at the eighth grade, and the rune technique reached the fifth grade last week, only two thresholds away from the target.

I don’t know if it was Ji Ziming’s appearance, Luo Feng also had a great success in the absolute zero-degree field. The Twelve Sword Box made rapid progress in the past six months, and he mastered two extremely domineering sword styles.

Now it can be said that the boy from Shanye who was once chased and ran around the world is indeed standing on the hillside of martial arts, and it seems that he can barely see the "corner of the world that his master could see."

Today is a special day.

In China, people dress up with lanterns, everyone eats dumplings, and the whole family gathers together. It is called the New Year in China.

Ouyang Kuang had a table of good dishes in advance and said that it was a celebration of Luo Feng's small success in his cultivation, and also wished the children a better future, safe, happy, and worry-free.

Late at night, Ouyang Kuang was watching the snow. Luo Feng walked out after washing the dishes and sat next to Ouyang Kuang.

"Old man, what are you thinking?" Luo Feng asked him.

Ouyang Kuang sighed deeply but said nothing.

Only then did Luo Feng realize that he was holding the ring that was used as a treasure in his hand.

"Does this ring have any special meaning?"

Ouyang Kuang shook his head, "It's not worth mentioning, it's just the past. The past follows the wind. Just let it go just like this wind."

Ouyang Kuang seemed to have grown a lot at this moment. Luo Feng looked at Ouyang Kuang's back and then remembered that he had been with Ouyang Kuang for nearly three years.

Ouyang Kuang didn't want to say it, and Luo Feng wouldn't ask more questions.

"Let's go down the mountain tomorrow," Ouyang stopped and said with his back to Luo Feng, "Now your cultivation has improved greatly, it's time to fight in practice."

"Okay," Luo Feng stood up and smiled.

"Go to bed early, I'm tired."

"Good night, old man," Luo Feng sat back again, looking at the wolf cub practicing boxing on the top of the mountain under the moon, as if he had seen himself in deep thought.

It is said that the older people get, the easier it is to recall. Luo Feng was thinking that he was only 21 years old and had a meal of 22 years old. Why did he like memories more and more recently these days?

Isn’t this what I want now?

......

Ji family, Xuanji Pavilion.

Ji Canghai happily came to Ji Ziming.

Ji Ziming is still so unrestrained, standing in the viewing platform forever, looking in the same direction, giving people a sense of loneliness that is extremely cold at a height.

"Is he... going out of the mountain?" Ji Ziming smiled.

Ji Canghai nodded excitedly, "That child has broken through to the exiled immortal realm. Now his comprehensive strength can fully compete with a warrior of the Nine Nether Realm. It's amazing, it's really amazing."

Luo Feng opened up the Qi Sea at the age of eighteen, and achieved such a success in a short period of time, which can almost be said to be a miraculous existence.

"Everyone says that Ji Zhantian's child is the first genius of my Ji family. If they knew that Ji Wudao, the child, officially entered martial arts at the age of eighteen, I wonder what he would think."

Ji Ziming smiled faintly, "That child is indeed very talented, but it is not his full credit."

Ji Canghai was stunned, "Master, what do you mean..."

Ji Ziming looked at Cang Yue above his head and fell into deep thought, and after a long time he murmured, "The child has too many blessings given by the powerful men of the old era."

The peak king old madman.

Zhang Shunzhi, the old master of the Longhu Mountain and Ouyang Kuang who retired, were the principals of the five major colleges.

There are also those who once fought side by side with Luo Feng and sacrificed all their friends for this.

Ji Ziming's voice was trembling with an undetectable tremor, "That child has long been no longer mine. He belongs to those seniors who have made selfless contributions to him. A mother like me is not worthy of his look back."

Ji Canghai also understood Luo Feng's hard development on the road, nodded and sighed, "That child will not disappoint everyone. Although the process was a little embarrassed, the answer sheet will always give a satisfactory score.
Chapter completed!