The Yangrong Hall in Chenjiazong Mansion is very quiet. There are more than a dozen large tanks of clear lotus planted in it, which is very beautifully open.

Yangrong Hall was filled with a faint smell of herbs. Chen Meng, who was lying on the bed, had already been wrapped in bandages on his upper body.

A maid gently feeds Chen Meng and drinks herbs, while Chen Feng sits not far away, making people unable to see what they are thinking.

"Doctor Li, how is Meng'er's injury?"

Standing at the door of Yangrong Hall, Chen Rongxuan whispered to a hunchbacked old man with gray hair.

"He was injured by the sword energy, causing the spiritual breath in his body to lose control and run wild. The situation has stabilized now." The hunchbacked old man seemed to have reserved some words.

Although Chen Rongxuan was big and thick, he felt that Chen Meng's injury seemed not optimistic: "Doctor Li had something to say, it's okay. If I need spiritual medicine, I can find a way to find it."

To Chen Rongxuan's surprise, the hunchbacked old man shook his head: "Chen Meng's right shoulder was pierced, and the remaining wood-attribute sword energy has not been completely removed until now. In addition, the meridians in his body were damaged by the violent spiritual power, so I was afraid that it would take half a year to recover."

At this time, Chen Rongxuan understood what the old man meant. Chen Meng's injury was not a simple medicinal problem. After resting for the past six months, I was afraid that the "sending to the Immortal Gate" would be missed.

With the end of the Chen family competition, the Xinqi Camp was ready to go to the large and small cultivation sects in the Great Yan Dynasty, and recommended the younger generation of the Chen family to sects with different strengths according to the ranking of the family competition.

"No matter what, I have to thank Dr. Li, and I will ask you to take care of you in the future." Chen Rongxuan bowed to the old man with fists.

As if he knew that Chen Rongxuan was not good at speaking, the old man nodded: "That's natural. There is no shortage of medicinal materials in the Zong family. However, if Chen Hao can be found and the wood-attribute sword energy remaining in Chen Meng's body is guided out, Chen Meng's child might be able to heal faster."

Hearing the old man’s reminder, Chen Rongxuan gritted his teeth and did not immediately express his opinion.

Although he did not hear what Chen Rongxuan and Dr. Li said outside the hall, Chen Meng was also hit at this time and was a little depressed and was lying on the bed.

It was not until the maid left that Chen Meng looked at Chen Feng decadently: "Am I useless? Not only did I not help Chun'er to seek justice, but Chen Hao was easily defeated."

"With your strength at the fifth level of Qi Refining, if you want to compete with Chen Hao, you are simply hitting stones with eggs. It's really a bit foolish." Chen Feng smiled with a smile with concern hidden in his eyes.

Hearing Chen Feng's smile, Chen Meng was silly at first, and then muttered a little dissatisfied: "I've been hurt like this, you are still talking sarcastic words. It's really not enough brother!"

Chen Feng grinned and said, "Seeing that you still have the strength to speak, you know that there is no big deal. If you are a man, you should fight again and again. The more you setbacks, the more courageous you become, the more you are dissatisfied, the more you are dissatisfied, the more you are dissatisfied, it doesn't matter if you are destroyed this time, and find an opportunity to kill him in the future."

Just as Qiao Xueqing smiled sweetly at the table, Chen Meng, who was hit before, felt relieved a lot. His grinning obviously made the wound so much that his grinned smile.

"If you suffer repeated defeats and setbacks, that would be too sad..." Chen Meng smiled with a bitter look.

"Frustration is an indispensable decoration in life. Enjoy it well. When I help you find a good opportunity, I will definitely make you become a bad person from now on." Although Chen Feng's smile was not serious, his eyes were very serious.

After chatting with Chen Meng for a while, he felt that he felt a little more relaxed, so Chen Feng took Qiao Xueqing to leave Yangrongtang.

After leaving the lively Chen Family Sect Mansion, the smile on Chen Feng's face disappeared, and he felt a faint coldness.

"Speaking of the injuries Chen Meng suffered are not serious, but his talent is limited, so he will only be pulled further and further away in the future..." Qiao Xueqing, who was dressed as a man, sighed.

"It's up to people. As long as you can actively find opportunities and help Chen Meng reshape his innate resources, you may not be able to transform him." Although Chen Feng's expression was dull, his tone was firm.

After getting on the carriage, Qiao Xueqing glanced at Chen Feng: "Have you noticed that the woman from the Wu clan has an extremely powerful wood-type spiritual power in her body?"

Feeling Qiao Xueqing's slightly profound eyes, Chen Feng shook his head calmly: "I don't recognize her, and the wooden spiritual power in the woman's body seemed to be sealed by a dark and terrifying force. If you don't investigate carefully, it may be difficult to determine the strength she has."

"Looking at the expression of that woman, it seems that she has something to do with you, your good days should be here." Qiao Xueqing teased Chen Feng with a smile.

"Hehe~~~ Isn't my good life yours? But if you go to the Wu clan, you might as well squint here." Chen Feng Cancan said with a smile.

It was very comfortable to ride a carriage all the way. After returning to his own courtyard, Chen Feng quickly hung the gate of the courtyard, took out a long sword from the east wing, and sat in the yard and fell into thought.

Qiao Xueqing, who was in the yard, couldn't help but smile when she thought of Chen Feng holding a big shield and axe before.

Feeling Chen Feng touching the scabbard, his breath was a little blocked, Qiao Xueqing's expression moved: "The sword intent in your heart is very similar to the finger sword that Chen Hao used before."

While sighing inwardly, Chen Feng was even more sure that the finger sword beam used by Chen Hao had evolved from the residual score of "The Nine Swords of the Sky".

"The finger sword used by Chen Hao seems to be average now, but as his wood-type spiritual power gradually becomes stronger, it is hard to say what kind of destructive power this sword intent can produce, but what makes me curious the most is your aura stagnant and dull. According to your current background, even if you practice some strange skills, this situation will not happen easily." Qiao Xueqing looked at Chen Feng deeply and inquired.

Chen Feng stood up from Shigudun and came to the center of the yard to gradually abandon the sword intent of the Tian Jiu Sword, and even his expression calmed down.

Although he did not get Chen Feng's reply, Qiao Xueqing was not in a hurry. The lotus steps under her feet were mysterious, as slow and fast, giving people a very uncomfortable visual sense. She retreated to the door of the west wing and observed Chen Feng's actions in the standing courtyard with great interest.

After a stick of incense, it was not until Chen Feng's stagnant breath became round and flowing that he made some moves and slowly stroked his left hand to the hilt of the sword.

"Chorus"

The buzzing sound of a sword is very rhythmic. The sword blade is thin and long, and the sword is flowing. Driven by Chen Feng's rhythmicity, the sound of the sword is like a long roar of the spiritual dragon, and the lingering sound flows in the yard. Before the sword momentum is fully unfolded, it is already awesome.

At this time, Chen Feng held the sword in his hand, and there was no trace of silence in the family competition. He showed a long and sharp look, his eyes condensed like lightning, and his image and demeanor were completely different from the power man holding a big shield and axe.

Seeing Chen Feng holding his breath and staring at a sword blade like autumn water in front of him, Qiao Xueqing couldn't help but show a little surprise.

A gentle breeze blew, and a red leaf fell from the Phoenix Immortal Tree in the yard. Chen Feng saw his sword horizontally and follow the sword. The long sword brought out a light roar of sword roaring, and cut the flying fallen leaves open.

Chen Feng's sword dance speed was very slow at first, but while emptying his mind, it gave people a sense of freedom.

Amid the buzzing sound, the steel sword reflected a white sword light under the illumination of the sun, like clouds running in the sky and water flowing in the stream.

Although the space in the yard is not small, it was accompanied by Chen Feng's long sword dancing. After a moment, I felt the yard shining brightly. Almost all the space in the huge yard was occupied by a long sword in his hand.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh~~~"

Seeing Chen Feng's long sword take off his hand, his arms were extremely slow but flowing, twisting his waist and pulling his belt, a round sword intent Tai Chi diagram spread out from his body, and the long sword swirled around his body, showing the staggered and lateral afterimage of the sword energy. Qiao Xueqing's beautiful eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of brilliant color.

The sword energy is full of thunder and thunder, thrilling, and seems slow, but it is continuous and lasting for a long time.

Qiao Xueqing, who was shrouded in the sword force, smiled sweetly, turned around and wiped the storage bag on her waist with her hands, and a Qingling sword had already appeared in her palm.

The sword light, like a mirror flower, was spread out from the clear-spirited sword, and the sword light was as graceful as a stunning geese. As Qiao Xueqing danced and wandered around, it was covered by the misty sword energy everywhere, and the yard was filled with light, as if it was as light clouds covering the sun, and even the brilliance of the sun was wrapped in it.

Feeling that Qiao Xueqing and her sword intent were in harmony, Chen Feng was spinning back to her hand, and the sword force began to gradually change. The sword showed its majestic and free manner, as if it were a dragon, slowly the sword energy floated. From a distance, it looked like the sun rising from the morning glow, reflecting the ripples of sword waves.

After half a cup of tea, even Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing's figures gradually distorted in the layers of swords, like light smoke.

If someone is in the courtyard at this time, he will definitely be shocked by the majestic sword flower that occupy the entire courtyard.

A brilliant sword light was not airtight, but the two people dancing swords in the yard did not cause any damage to the things in the yard, and even the sensation of sword energy between them did not come out.

The figures of Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing flashed in the flowing sword lights. There was a magnificent sword cloud in the courtyard, like a huge flower gradually blooming.

"Swoosh~~~"

Two sword lights shot out from Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing's hands, and with a loud bang, they inserted into the two scabbards on the stone table accurately. The shining sword flowers in the yard gradually disappeared, as if the majestic sword flowers slowly dissipated with the wind.

Chen Feng took out the wine gourd and took a sip, then looked at Qiao Xueqing and smiled, and threw the wine gourd to her.

The crystal clear wine was used to make saliva. Qiao Xueqing, who drank a sip of wine, smeared her cherry lips. Her bright smile made Chen Feng a little confused.

"Why, I want to vent my energy that I didn't use in the family competition?" Qiao Xueqing, who covered her wine gourd, teased at Chen Feng.

"Just just play, but the sword intent we just now was really harmonious with the zither. How about it, why not just call Jinghongyou Dragon Sword?" Chen Feng said with an insane smile.

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