There was a roar in the sky and a bang in the room, almost at the same time...
Needless to say, there is no need to say much about the roar. The white thunder condensed with righteousness is astonishingly powerful. It seems like a thunder snake streaked across the night sky, tearing apart the dark curtain.
The noise was so loud that many people in the city noticed it.
They looked at the sky in confusion. After the gray and snow during the day, the sky returned to clarity. At this moment, the waning moon was shining high, there were no clouds in the sky, and the stars were shining brightly.
Why is there thunder?
In the side room, Lan Ningshuang was reading the story attentively, but suddenly she was frightened by the thunder and trembled all over.
She hurriedly hid her script, opened the window, and looked outside the house. The night was quiet again.
The thunder just now seemed to be just an illusion.
After carefully confirming that nothing was abnormal, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he closed the window, returned to bed, and quietly took out his storybook...
"Hey, it hurts me so much." Qin Feng rubbed his lower back and slowly sat up from the ground.
He never expected that the power of white thunder condensed with righteous energy would be so amazing. Without paying attention, it actually knocked him away and hit the wall.
"When I first used Bai Lei, I was still at the ninth level. At that time, Hei Tantou said that this move was equivalent to a full blow from a seventh-level martial artist with a second level of military intent.
Now that I have stepped into the eighth level, I have tempered some of my righteousness. The white thunder that I can use with my righteousness will probably pose a considerable threat to even the sixth-level warriors. "
Qin Feng re-examined the Divine Sea. The lavender righteous energy had been completely consumed, but it was slowly re-condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He could feel a strange force helping him regain his integrity.
I think it has something to do with the hairband that Miss Cang gave him earlier.
"Unexpectedly, this strange hair tie is not only effective in restoring literary energy, but also in restoring righteousness."
Qin Feng was surprised and couldn't help but sigh. As the saying goes, it is the hardest to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman.
Miss Cang gave her a Sumeru ring and a hairband and a treasure. It would be difficult to repay this favor. If it really doesn't work, how about physical repayment?
"That's all, let's talk about the rest later. So many things happened today, let's rest first."
...
In the blink of an eye, three days flew by.
To the east of Jinyang City, the first ray of sunlight tore through the night and shone into the city.
Qin Feng's whole body was red and sweating profusely.
His face twisted in pain, and he sat up from the bed suddenly.
"Damn it, here we go again!"
He hurriedly mobilized his consciousness to merge into the divine sea, and saw the remaining soul of Bifang bound by the thunder constantly struggling, the flames raging, burning the purple lightning locks, and the sea of clouds and cultural energy.
"If I don't hit you twice in one day, your whole body will feel uncomfortable, right?" Qin Feng endured the severe pain and cursed with difficulty.
As soon as he finished speaking, a thunder dragon surged in the sea of clouds and flew down like a waterfall, striking hard at Bi Fang's remaining soul.
A shrill scream rang out, Bifang struggled more violently, and the fire broke out.
Qin Feng gritted his teeth and guarded his mind.
When the morning sun shines down, Bi Fang's remnant soul will regain some strength and start to go crazy, even more punctually than a woman's special day every month...
This is also the pain he must bear.
After all, only by burning your body in the fire, sharpening your soul and will, and then repairing it again, tempering your literary spirit, can you achieve what the old man said - no destruction, no establishment!
After several consecutive thunder strikes, Bi Fang's remnant soul finally calmed down, restrained his flames and resentment, and huddled in the thunder prison.
Qin Feng took several breaths repeatedly to relax himself, but even so, his body was still shaking in pain.
But the effect is also obvious. Qin Feng raised his head and looked at the Wen Qi of the sea of clouds. There was already nearly one-third of the Wen Qi in it, which was tempered into lavender righteousness by the thunder in the Five Thunder Visualization Diagram.
According to the records in the "Chaowen Jing", when all the literary energy in the body is tempered into righteousness and circulates around the body, he can officially enter the seventh-grade righteousness realm!
"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." Qin Feng murmured in his mouth.
...
After lunch, Qin Feng found Lan Ningshuang, and the two of them left the mansion together and headed to the Demon Slayer Division.
Although he doesn't have to stay in the Demon Slayer Division when he has nothing to do on weekdays, punching in for work every day is a necessary process...
After three days of treatment, the ashes on the streets have basically disappeared.
Shen Gongfang can be said to be indispensable. After all, with their qualifications as kings, it is common for them to work without sleep for three days and three nights.
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I last saw Mr. Yuan. I don't know when my second brother's sword will be ready?" Qin Feng was somewhat looking forward to it. After all, Mr. Yuan's craftsmanship is recognized by Da Gan as being top-notch.
"But it is a pity that the name of the Twelve Supreme Soldiers has been resounding throughout Daqian. No matter how amazing the second brother's sword is, it cannot be included in it." Qin Feng shook his head.
At this moment, Lan Ningshuang, who was walking aside, suddenly yawned.
Qin Feng looked for a voice and looked up. When the latter saw it, his face suddenly turned red and he hurriedly covered his mouth.
Generally, martial arts warriors have strong control over their bodies and can stay energetic even if they only sleep for two hours a day.
But Ningshuang has been yawning frequently in the past few days, always giving people a feeling of low energy.
After thinking about it, Qin Feng probably guessed the reason and advised: "Ningshuang, it is a good thing to practice hard, but you must also pay attention to the balance between work and rest.
Looking at you, could it be that you haven't slept for a few days? "
Lan Ningshuang was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes dodged. It was true that she hadn't slept a wink in the past few days, but it wasn't because of cultivation.
Naturally, her practice will not fall behind, but the script is too interesting, so she can only use her rest time at night to learn new knowledge...
Speaking of which, I have basically finished reading the story about the maid in the mansion, and I will soon run out of it.
And I don’t know if it’s her imagination, but the number of storybooks seems to be inexplicably missing by one or two every day?
"Ningshuang, Ningshuang?"
Several calls brought the beauty in blue back to reality: "Ah? What's the matter, uncle?"
"Seeing that you are so absent-minded, are you overworked? If it doesn't work, go back and rest first. Anyway, the Demon Slayer Division will be here soon. When the time comes, I will ask someone to protect me." Qin Feng said with concern.
When Lan Ningshuang heard this, she immediately became alert: "Who do you want to ask to protect you? Could it be Miss Cang?"
Um, how do you know, a woman's intuition is really scary... Qin Feng was panicking, but his expression remained unchanged: "I am also a demon slayer holding the Jade Token now, I can just find any of my colleagues to protect me.
Why must we look for Miss Cang?
What's more, the Demon Slaying Divisions in Qiyuan City and Jinyang City share each other's capabilities, and there are now quite a few Demon Slaying Divisions with combat capabilities above the seventh level here.
The strength of the city's guards has also been strengthened a lot, so you don't have to worry too much about my safety. "
This answer is perfect.
Lan Ningshuang lowered her guard slightly, but said firmly: "Don't worry, uncle, I'm not seriously injured. It's safer for me to protect you."
In every sense of the word...she added silently in her mind.
"That's up to you." Qin Feng replied helplessly.
