Time always passed quickly, and by the time Feng Luochen opened his eyes, the sky was already slightly bright. He took a deep breath and suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his body was getting stronger again. With the help of the Nine Palaces Spirit Gathering Formation, Feng Luochen's cultivation speed can be described as a thousand miles a day.
Although this Nine Palaces Spirit Gathering Formation seems simple, it is actually a fairy world formation. You must know that among the sects in the human world, if there is a small three-talent spirit gathering array, it will be enough for them to dominate. And the power of this Nine Palaces Spirit Gathering Array is dozens of times more than that of the Three Talents Spirit Gathering Array.
Although the materials used in the formation seem extremely simple. However, the formation pattern of this formation and the method of setting up the formation are secrets that are not passed down in the immortal world. In his previous life, Feng Luochen was also lucky enough to meet a formation master who was at the Heavenly Realm in the Immortal Realm. And the method of setting up the Nine Palace Spirit Gathering Array also came from this.
Feng Luochen opened the door and was about to go to the courtyard to practice his sword skills. Unexpectedly, what caught his eye was Feng Huaian, who looked like a door god. At this time, Feng Huaian was lying on a mat with his legs crossed, sleeping soundly.
Feng Huaian's thunderous snoring could be described as deafening. A stream of saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth, like a small waterfall. He was smiling and sleeping very sweetly, as if he was having a sweet dream.
Feng Luochen's sound of opening the door also disturbed our steward Feng's sweet dream. Feng Huaian opened his eyes, and when he saw Feng Luochen coming out, he hurriedly stood up. He even wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.
"Hey, Master, you're awake. I saw that the cultivation atmosphere here is very good, so I shamelessly stayed here for one night. I won't disturb the Master anymore, I'll leave now. Don't tell that senior about such a trivial matter. ah."
There was a trace of reluctance in Feng Huaian's eyes. The richness of spiritual energy in this place is rare in the world. But the mysterious old man's powerful methods made him frightened. If he offends this mysterious old man, he might follow in the footsteps of Han Qingtian.
Seeing Feng Huaian's reluctance to give up, Feng Luochen smiled slightly. He naturally knew that Feng Huaian came here to take advantage of this spiritual energy. At this time, seeing Feng Huaian preparing to leave, Feng Luochen also spoke.
"Uncle Feng, you and my father are like brothers, and you have watched me grow up. If you think my place is not bad, you might as well practice here. As for the white-haired old man, he arranged this gathering for me. After the spiritual formation, he drifted away."
"It turned out to be the legendary spirit gathering array. I guessed it right. Haha, that's great. I can practice here in the future. Don't worry, young master. I can just make do with it in this courtyard. No. It will disturb you."
After Feng Huaian finished speaking, he ran away quickly before Feng Luochen could reply. Feng Luochen shook his head helplessly and started practicing his sword skills in the courtyard. The power of his sword is sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the exquisiteness of his sword technique is rarely seen in the world.
This exquisite sword technique is naturally the "Qingtian Sword Technique" that Feng Luochen became famous for in his previous life. After Feng Luochen practiced for a while, Feng Huaian, who had just left, came back again.
Feng Huaian was seen holding sheets and quilts, and behind him, there were several Feng Mansion servants carrying things. The great steward Feng actually set up a tent directly in Feng Luochen's courtyard. It is conceivable that the temptation of this spiritual energy also makes him want to live here forever.
"Hehe, I'm going to disturb the young master in the next few days. Young master, you can practice with peace of mind, I can just practice by myself in this tent."
Feng Huaian smiled and then went into the tent to practice. He sat cross-legged, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy of the world around him. The intensity of this spiritual energy is dozens of times higher than usual.
Feng Luochen practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard and suddenly felt refreshed. He sheathed his sword and stood up, then wiped the sweat from his forehead. At this moment, rapid footsteps were heard in the distance. After a while, Liu Suxin, who looked worried, pushed open Feng Luochen's courtyard door.
"Chen'er, are you okay? I just heard from your father that Han Qingyun came to Feng Mansion yesterday with hundreds of officers and soldiers to arrest you. Quickly show me if you are injured anywhere."
Liu Suxin took three steps at a time and arrived in front of Feng Luochen. She checked Feng Luochen up and down. After confirming that her son was not injured, she breathed a sigh of relief. Feng Luochen felt warm in his heart. In this life, he also felt the care of his relatives.
"Oh, Su Xin, why are you so anxious? Just listen to me first. Chen'er is fine. Han Qingyun should be the one who should be depressed."
As soon as Liu Suxin finished speaking, Feng Renping also hurried over. Liu Suxin returned to her parents' home yesterday and was not in Feng Mansion. She had just returned home today when she heard Feng Renping talking about yesterday's turmoil. But before Feng Renping finished speaking, she hurried over to Feng Luochen.
"Really, you didn't tell me earlier. You've made me worry for so long, and I thought something was wrong with Chen'er."
"Oh, you didn't give me a chance to speak. Just when I said that hundreds of officers and soldiers came to my Feng Mansion, you ran away in a hurry. You ran so fast that I couldn't even catch up."
"My legs and feet are weak because of my age, and you blame me for running too fast. Please speak more clearly next time, do you hear me?"
"I heard it, I heard it."
There was obviously a hint of reproach in Liu Suxin's words, while Feng Renping smiled helplessly. Even though he dominates the business world, he is known as the richest man in Hangzhou. But there is nothing he can do about his wife and son.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Suxin also knew the ins and outs of the matter. The demise of the Han family is actually retribution. Because they usually prey on the common people and line their own pockets. When he learned that Feng Luochen had started practicing and was already a master in the Qi Refining Realm. Liu Suxin was also happy for her son's future.
"Huai'an, why are you here? Why are you still setting up a tent here?"
"Now that the young master has begun to practice, it is natural that he must have someone to protect him. After thinking about it, I don't trust the safety of the young master to our nursing home in Feng Mansion. Hey, why don't I sit here personally to protect the safety of the young master? ."
Feng Renping naturally discovered that there was an extra tent in Feng Luochen's courtyard. And inside the tent, there lives our steward, the great steward of the wind. After listening to Feng Huaian's explanation, Feng Renping didn't think much about it. He can rest assured that Feng Huaian is here to protect Feng Luochen.
"Chen'er, your grandpa passed away early, and your uncle never married. Although your surname is not Liu, you are the only descendant of my Liu family. This time when I returned to my parents' home, your uncle gave you a gift. Look. Look, do you like this dongxiao?"
Liu Suxin took out a cave flute and handed it to Feng Luochen. Feng Luochen took it smoothly and felt that the Dongxiao was warm and moist in his hands. It was carved from the finest warm jade. The workmanship of the flute is exquisite, and it shines with a strange purple light under the sunlight.
"The name of this cave flute is Purple Jade. It was accidentally acquired by your grandpa. It is an heirloom of our Liu family. After your grandpa died, this purple jade flute has been kept by your uncle's side. Now you are almost twenty years old. , your uncle also asked me to bring you this purple jade flute when I go back this time."
Liu Suxin was still talking about the origin of this purple jade flute. At this moment, Feng Luochen was staring blankly at the purple jade flute. Because of this purple jade flute, he was extremely familiar with it. In his previous life, this purple jade flute had accompanied him for nearly a thousand years.
After getting to know Feng Fangfei, Feng Luochen gave this purple jade flute to Feng Fangfei as a token of love. When Feng Fangfei died, Feng Luochen buried the purple jade flute with her.
For some unknown reason, the purple jade flute ended up in the hands of Liu Suxin's father. In the long years of mortal life, time flies by like a snap of a finger. At this time, I don’t know how much time has passed since Feng Fangfei’s death.
"Thank you, mother. I like this purple jade flute very much. I will go back to my room to practice. Mom and dad, please do as you please."
Feng Luochen gently stroked the purple jade flute in his hand, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes. He said hello and then went back to his room. The moment he closed the door, two lines of tears fell down his cheeks. The memory of the past is still there, but the beauty has passed away.
Although Feng Luochen was a little strange at this time, Liu Suxin was extremely happy to see that her son liked the purple jade flute. Maybe Feng Luochen doesn't know how to play the flute, but wearing it by his side can make him more elegant.
However, what Liu Suxin didn't know was that in Feng Luochen's previous life, he was a happy Taoist. Before receiving the inheritance from the Qingtian Sword Sect, he entered the martial arts through music. And the purple jade flute returned to his hands, and it was considered to be its original owner.
"I don't know if it's fate or coincidence, but this purple jade flute has returned to my hands. Maybe everything has its own destiny. Now that I have the purple jade flute in my hand, my cultivation speed will be even higher. Upstairs."
Feng Luochen adjusted his mood and then sat cross-legged in the middle of the Nine Palaces Spirit Gathering Array. And the purple jade flute floated in front of him. The past cannot be forgotten. What Feng Luochen has to do now is to improve his strength as soon as possible to cope with this life.
The purple jade flute seems to be carved from purple jade. In the eyes of mortals, it is naturally a priceless treasure. But what people don't know is that this purple jade is not an ordinary jade, but the extremely warm purple jade.
The warm jade has been illuminated by the rising sun for thousands of years, so it has the opportunity to give birth to this purple warm jade. Purple Ji Nuan Jade contains the essence of Purple Ji, which can absorb and store the aura of heaven and earth. It can be said that as long as you have the purple jade flute in your body, you can continuously absorb the spiritual energy inside for your own use.
Feng Luochen now has the assistance of the Nine Palaces Spirit Gathering Array, and with the purple jade flute in hand, his cultivation is also improving by leaps and bounds. And our great steward Feng Huai'an also benefited a lot from Feng Luochen's courtyard. This rich spiritual energy actually loosened the bottleneck of the seventh level of his Qi Refining Realm.
