"Let me ask you, do you think you have a sense of superiority?" Zhu Zhengyi's tone was filled with frivolity.
Luo Feng was stunned, not knowing what Zhu Zhengyi meant by this.
Zhu Zhengyi scratched the back of his head and said calmly, "Don't deny it. Although you seem quite humble, after so many things, I definitely don't believe you when you say you don't have a sense of superiority."
"Your master is an old madman from China, and your senior sisters are all big shots with hands and eyes. You have inherited the seven secrets, and you also have some small achievements in physical skills. Now you have the blessing of your bloodline, and you have received the blessings from the Lao Tianshi and all the generations of Longhu Mountain. With the Celestial Master’s cultivation, sooner or later, you think you will reach a state that you can’t even imagine, right?”
Luo Feng just smiled and did not answer.
"It's right to have a sense of superiority. If you put this matter on a random person, I'm afraid you still have a sense of superiority. You've done a good job."
"Brother Zhu, does this have anything to do with the rules you set?"
"Let me put it this way, although you have the skills of an old madman and an old heavenly master, as well as physical training, the field you have developed is simply outrageous. Don't think I am praising you, I mean this is nothing Good thing."
After Luo Feng thought about it, Zhu Zhengyi continued, "You are good at everything, but you are not specialized in your own field. Unlike Li Qingshan, you have attainments in your own arts that even the heavenly masters have personally acknowledged. Unlike Xingtong, mastering the Celestial Master's transition has reached the true peak."
"Although you have gathered various advantages and it seems that you have pulled them far away, boy, do you believe that one day in the future, when their cultivation level rises, you will be pulled far away by them?"
Luo Feng's smile disappeared, replaced by seriousness and earnestness, "What do you mean, Brother Zhu?"
"In this training, I am going to let you choose only one path until you take this path to its limit."
Luo Feng nodded, "Brother Zhu is right. In fact, I am also quite worried about this issue. So, does Brother Zhu have any foresight?"
"Yes, but it depends on whether you are willing."
"Yes, I believe in Brother Zhu."
Naturally, Luo Feng had no objection to the opinions of those who were strong in the Nine Nether Realm. At their level, he would definitely look at the problem further than himself.
"I have decided to let you give up on the practice of Qi warriors," Zhu Zhengyi said firmly, "The reason is that since you have inherited the practice of Lao Tianshi, improving your realm is as easy as drinking water, so I don't want you to do anything in this regard. Too much energy wasted.”
Luo Feng nodded, "Okay, okay."
"The matter of bloodline is actually a headache. Although the effect it brings to your strength is significant, the improvement of bloodline depends on chance. Sometimes being anxious can be self-defeating. Remember that bloodline is not your core. On the path of cultivation, what should you do if your bloodline disappears in the future?"
There are many bloodline owners with outstanding talents in history. Unfortunately, they all rely too much on the power brought by their bloodline and give up basic practice. What is the result?
After meeting a real martial arts master, the bloodline actually does not show many advantages. In the end, once the bloodline is destroyed, it will be no different from trash.
For example, encountering a real monster like Lao Tianshi.
Luo Feng said, "Is that called physical cultivation?"
The old madman once asked Luo Feng to work hard in physical training. Because he encountered various problems and opponents at Department Store, Luo Feng relied on the seven secret skills and bloodline, so he basically had no chance to use physical training that was obviously weak.
After all, Luo Feng's physical cultivation is only at the third level. It has been more than half a year, but there is still no improvement. It is still at the early stage of the Tiger Soul Realm, which is comparable to a Qi warrior.
You must know that his Qi has already reached the early stage of the Tiger Soul Realm first.
"That's right, it's physical training. The old madman probably asked you to come to the Imperial Capital before, and that was his plan, right?"
Luo Feng nodded.
"As expected of an old madman, his foresight is very scary. You, boy, are now focusing your energy on physical cultivation. If you continue to develop in physical cultivation, believe me, it will definitely be of great benefit to your bloodline."
This is why Luo Feng's eldest brother, Di Wushuang, activated the eighth-level pulse gate at a young age.
This is simply because the stimulated eighth-level veins can greatly improve the purity of the blood. Another reason is that under the special effect of the Emperor's blood, lucky people like Luo Feng will be more comfortable in physical cultivation.
help each other.
In addition, the old madman has given Luo Feng various precious medicinal materials to bathe him in since he was a child, which has already laid an extremely solid foundation for Luo Feng on this path.
If Luo Feng's bloodline hadn't fully awakened, the now eighteen-year-old Luo Feng would probably have become the legendary eighteen-year-old Emperor Wushuang.
Di Wushuang was destined to be the number one in the young generation when he was born.
He awakened the bloodline of the Emperor at the age of three, and began to take medicinal baths all over his body and start physical training under the training of his tribe.
At the age of seventeen, he was already a seventh-level martial artist, comparable to being relegated to a fairyland.
At the age of eighteen, he is already invincible in the world among young people. He is an eighth-level warrior cultivator of the Meridian Body, the second level of the Emperor's bloodline, and the first person to become a god. He is a legendary figure who is called the next most powerful creature on the earth.
All major empires would be afraid of Di Wushuang when they saw him.
As long as Di Wushuang exists, the so-called genius warriors five hundred miles away will retreat.
"Let's go, let's go to the city now."
The two of them headed towards the huge towering city wall.
... ...
"Did you hear that?"
A certain trade union in the Wufang Mountain area.
I only saw Qi Chunqiu and Zhao Huangong, who were wanted by China, actually escaped here.
Qi Chunqiu glanced at Zhao Huangong who walked in, and said calmly, "What did you hear?"
"The old madman's apprentice actually came to Wufang Mountain, and he was accompanied by the boy who fought with you that day."
As soon as these words came out, Qi Chunqiu's face darkened, and then he laughed loudly and said, "Why, do they still want to catch me in the Wufang Mountain Realm?"
"If my cultivation hadn't been unstable and the old madman seriously injured me, I could have slapped him to death that day. Look at what he could do. How dare he chase him here?"
Zhao Huan Gong smiled and said, "I don't know if he is chasing us, but I heard here that he wants to practice with the old madman's apprentice."
"That boy of blood?" This matter has spread in the imperial capital, and now there are only a few people in Wufang Mountain who know about it.
"Yeah. This kid is very valued by China, and they don't hesitate to send the kid known as the Exiled Emperor to personally protect him."
"Hmph, they want to train this kid to become the next old lunatic and old master, but I won't let them get their way."
"Master Qi Ba, do you have any plans?" Zhao Huangong said with a smile.
"There's no rush. We'll wait until I recover from my injuries. Let them play in Wufang Mountain for a while."
