Chapter 2819: The True Spiritual Art of Imperial Sword, I understand 20% of it! (First Explosion)

This time, Chen Feng planned to say goodbye.

"Oh, I just came back yesterday, and I'm leaving again today?" Xuanyuan Ruolan looked at Chen Feng, raised her eyebrows, feeling a little reluctant.

Chen Feng sighed softly and said, "Mother, I really don't have much time to waste here."

"I have to rush back to the Purple Fire Swamp as soon as possible and break the clues of the third ring."

"At the same time, I will train on the way and improve my strength. If my current strength is rushing to the Southern Wilderness, it will still be a bit insufficient."

"I think I will be sure to go to the south after I break through and enter the Seven-Star Martial Emperor, and after I fully understand the true spirit technique of the Imperial Sword, and at the same time, after breaking the clues of the third ring, I should be sure to go to the south."

Xuanyuan Ruolan nodded slowly and looked at Chen Feng, with a trace of guilt flashing in her eyes.

She whispered: "Feng'er, it's because of your mother's incompetence that you have to suffer so much and suffer so much."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Mother, where are you talking?"

He showed a heroic look on his face and said, "I am willing to accept this kind of tempering."

"If I hadn't had so many trainings since Qianyuan Sect, how could I stand here? How could I have achieved this?"

Xuanyuan Ruolan looked at him, and a hint of relief appeared in her eyes.

Then, she whispered: "Feng'er, this time you leave, I won't say much, just say something to you, don't practice the martial arts and techniques that consume your vitality."

"Unless you don't practice it, you will die, otherwise you will not practice this kind of martial arts and martial arts whenever you have a glimmer of hope."

"Even if they have extremely powerful power, can you hear it?"

Chen Feng was stunned and said, "I probably know a little in my heart, but I don't know that well. Please let my mother explain it more clearly."

Xuanyuan Ruolan nodded and said, "After entering the Martial Emperor Realm, her life span will be greatly increased."

"However, no one will practice martial arts that consume vitality, and no one will consume vitality in exchange for something at the cost of consumption of vitality."

"Do you know why?"

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Because after entering the realm of Martial Emperor, it is almost the same as the entire world, and every move is almost closely related to the world."

"To some extent, your lifespan is no longer yours, but a gift from heaven."

"This thing cannot be changed if it is fixed, it cannot be increased by one year, nor can it be reduced by one year."

"You can live for so long!"

Hearing this sentence, a terror suddenly surged in Chen Feng's heart.

The realm of Emperor Wu seems to be beautiful, but in fact, it is like a prisoner in a cage.

Moreover, life span is not in your own hands.

He asked immediately, "What if I want to increase it?"

"If you want to increase, you can improve your strength."

"That's how many levels you increase, how many years you improve."

"If you exchange your vitality for something else, no one will make up for it."

"No one can make up for you, you can only watch your life get smaller bit by bit!"

Chen Feng's whole body was tense.

Xuanyuan Ruolan's eyes were stern, and what she said was extremely cruel, and Chen Feng also felt the extremely cold meaning from it.

He knew what his mother meant.

He sighed a long sigh and said softly: "Don't worry, mother, I understand."

"In the future, I will not exchange my vitality for anything."

Xuanyuan Ruolan nodded, looking relieved.

Chen Feng quietly added in his heart: "If that thing is worth it, I will change it, for example, the lives of my relatives!"

Then, Chen Feng said goodbye to his mother, took Ji Caixuan, Chen Fengziyuan and Zihuo Zhenling, and left here again, and embarked on the journey again.

Not long after Chen Feng left Chaoge Tianzi City, next to the square, a figure hurriedly walked in in a dark alley.

It is Sha Junfeng.

He said excitedly to Si Yangcheng who was waiting there: "Chen Feng is gone, he has left Chaoge Emperor City."

"Okay!" Si Yangcheng laughed and clapped, "Then, let's set up a net of heaven and earth on his way forward, let him fall into the trap and walk into that dead end by himself!"

Chen Feng transformed into a golden-winged roc, and flew towards the direction of the Purple Fire Swamp.

What surprised him was that the purple fire true spirit next to him was able to keep up with it in a black cloak.

The more Chen Feng got along with him, the more he felt that this guy was really unfathomable, and he still didn't know how many secrets he had not dug out.

Chen Feng turned his gaze to Chen Ziyuan beside him.

At this time, Chen Ziyuan was lying in his arms, closing her eyes, as if she was asleep.

The face, which was cast in metal, had a hard line, was peaceful and a slight smile.

It's like dreaming of something particularly happy.

Seeing her expression, Chen Feng's heart seemed to have become soft.

He sighed softly, and asked Chen Ziyuan about her situation, after he went back.

But my mother was helpless about this, and Chen Feng was immediately a little desperate.

Because, if my mother’s cultivation and mother’s knowledge are not known, there are probably not many people who can know it.

However, this desperate feeling only appeared for a moment, and Chen Feng soon returned to normal.

He told himself in his heart that he would help Chen Ziyuan find a way to recover no matter what.

Soon, Chen Feng flew in the air for a whole day and flew out millions of miles.

When Chen Feng was circulating the Golden Peng Zongheng Technique in the air, he had no way to practice the True Spiritual Art of the Imperial Sword.

So, in the evening, Chen Feng stopped, found a rather remote floating mountain, and rested there for one night.

The next morning, Chen Feng opened his eyes and looked at the rising sun in the distance, with a smile on his lips.

He slowly stood up, and his bones burst out all over his body, crackling.

Then, open your mouth and gently exhale a breath of turbid air.

He turned around, his eyes were thinking for a while, as if he was thinking about something, his eyes were a little focal.

Then, he stretched out his right hand and a sword aura suddenly slashed out, directly cutting off a small half of the floating mountain.

The small half that fell was about a hundred meters long, and it looked like a huge and deformed blade.

Then, Chen Feng pushed his hands and a force immediately controlled the thing.

After a moment of brushing, it hovered a hundred meters above Chen Feng's head.

Then, Chen Feng kept making handprints one hand after another in front of his body with both hands.

These handprints are mysterious and inexplicable, and have powerful power.
Chapter completed!