And at this time.
The secret room of the Heavenly Demon Alliance.
Waves of pure spiritual energy filled the secret room, and at the end of this spiritual energy was a bottle with the surrounding space distorted.
This bottle is only the size of a finger. It is green all over, with golden patterns spiraling up from the bottom of the bottle and scattered on the mouth of the bottle. This is clearly the [Sky Palm Bottle] of Yang Ming, the leader of the Demon Alliance.
But what's strange is that, except for the [Zhang Tian Bottle], there is no figure of Yang Ming at all in this secret room.
But just a moment later, a deep voice sounded.
"[Zhang Tian Bottle], release!"
As the voice fell, the [Sky Palm Bottle] glowed brightly, and then something strange happened. Yang Ming's figure slowly walked out of the [Sky Palm Bottle].
When Yang Ming came out, the light of the [Sky Palm Bottle] gradually dissipated, along with the pure spiritual energy that originally filled the entire secret room.
"I have been recuperating in the [Palm Palm Vase] for so long. Although I have not fully recovered, I have at least one-tenth of it."
Yang Ming looked inside and said thoughtfully.
"If only there were one less person chasing me in the lower world, I wouldn't be like this."
"Although I successfully killed two of them and seriously injured two of them, I was still seriously injured. It will take a lot of time to fully recover."
Yang Ming played with the [Heaven Palm Bottle] in his hand, with a look of reminiscence on his face.
Obviously, this Yang Ming is a person with a lot of stories.
Generally speaking, women like men with stories, but men don't like women with stories.
However, Yang Ming didn't care about these at all. He didn't lack women when he was in another world, and he didn't lack women in this world either. As long as he waved, there would be a lot of women throwing themselves into his arms.
But he didn't care about that at all right now.
"Shushan Wine and Sword Immortal killed the Heavenly Demon Emperor and Bai Yi, destroyed the Heavenly Demon Alliance, and snatched my soul-suppressing bell, demon seeds, fairy seeds, and the boundary monument."
"With all these grievances, I will come to you when I recover from my injuries!"
"At that time, I want you to have a taste of my methods!"
A cold light appeared in Yang Ming's eyes, and he shook his hands slightly. The sky above the Demon Alliance that was originally clear suddenly thundered and dark clouds formed.
Obviously, Yang Ming's strength has reached a very terrifying level.
But if the masters in the world knew that Yang Ming had only recovered one-tenth of his peak strength, I wonder what they would think.
The next moment, as Yang Ming loosened his fist, the dark clouds and thunder above the Sky Demon Alliance suddenly disappeared, and the scorching sun appeared again.
"Um?"
"The spiritual energy in this world seems to be stronger than before. Could it be that some magic weapon has been born?"
Yang Ming is very powerful, and he can clearly feel the small changes in the spiritual energy of this world.
"Let's make some calculations and see what caused the changes in the spiritual energy of this world."
Yang Ming stretched out his right hand, and the spiritual energy slowly flowed out of his body like a trickle, wrapping around him, and then he started to calculate with his fingers...
After a while, the spiritual energy that was originally wrapped around him began to slowly gather in Yang Ming's palm. Soon, the prototype of a tree appeared. Then, in the gathering of spiritual energy, the complete tree shape finally appeared.
This is a gray tree with gray air currents surrounding it. If you look closely, you can find different patterns on the gray tree.
If Chu Feng were here, he would be able to recognize that this gray tree is the gray tree on the mountain behind the Demon Locking Tower.
"This is [Demon Tree]!"
Yang Ming immediately recognized the gray trees condensed in his palm.
"It seems that the Demon King is not without merit. At least he successfully planted the [Demon Seed] in the Shushan Sword Sect and let it grow into a [Demon Tree]."
"When the [Demon Tree] blooms and bears fruit, the Shushan Sword Sect will be destroyed."
"No, maybe I don't have to wait until that time. Anyway, as long as my injury is better, I will go to the Shushan Sword Sect, kill the Wine Sword Immortal, take back what originally belonged to me, and by the way, wipe out the Shushan Sword Sect, which can be regarded as a blessing for heaven. The Demon Emperor, Bai Yi and the demons who died tragically in the Shushan Sword Sect take revenge."
Yang Ming had a ferocious look on his face.
At this time, Chu Feng was still immersed in cultivation and had no idea that Yang Ming had woken up from his recovery and was targeting him again.
Of course, the only good news is that Yang Ming doesn't know that Chu Feng is the Jiujianxian at all. If Yang Ming knew, he would probably kill Chu Feng's family.
…
Two days later.
The weather is sunny, which is very suitable for outings, dates in uninhabited places in the wild, and mysterious sports, commonly known as field battles.
Tang Dynasty, Yushifu.
"Feng'er, Linglong, get on your horse quickly and try to reach Baoxiang Temple before sunset."
Chu Zhan and Tang Yu stood at the gate of the Yushi Mansion, urging Chu Feng and Chu Linglong.
At this time, one of the two people was holding a donkey meat bun and the other was nibbling on spiritual fruit. They did not look like the honorary elder of the Shushan Sword Sect or the head of the Snow Mountain Sect at all.
In fact, it's not their fault. This is their home. Naturally, they don't need to pay attention to their image all the time like they do in the sect.
"good."
Chu Feng and Chu Linglong agreed, and then quickly entered the carriage, because Chu Zhan was the imperial censor of the Tang Dynasty and held a high position. Except for going to court, he would be followed by guards every time he traveled, and this time was no exception. There was a guard of a hundred people, shouting in front and supporting behind.
Of course, the combined strength of these guards may not be able to match Chu Zhan's palm, but this is a show, and it is indispensable.
"Set off."
Following Chu Zhan's order, the guards guarded Chu Zhan's carriage and headed toward Baoxiang Temple in a mighty manner.
Chu Feng didn't like such a big ostentation. After all, he was used to keeping a low profile and being a person who kept his fame and achievements, but he didn't object. After all, his father was quite face-saving and particular about ostentation.
"Brother, what will you wish for when you get to Baoxiang Temple later?"
Chu Linglong felt a little bored, so she looked at Chu Feng who was sitting by the window and asked curiously.
"A group of wives and concubines?"
"The ultimate strength?"
"Or wish my only sister everything goes well?"
"..."
Without waiting for Chu Feng to answer, Chu Linglong spoke a lot like a barrage of cannonballs.
After Chu Feng heard this, he rolled his eyes secretly. I, Chu Feng, am a serious person. How could I think about having a group of wives and concubines? What a joke!
"Linglong, do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
Chu Linglong nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Linglong, I promise that you and Tang Chen will get married as soon as possible and then have a lot of little Tang Chen and little Linglong."
Chu Feng said seriously.
"ah?"
"Brother, how could you do this? Tang Chen and I are fine, so why do you want me to have a baby?"
Chu Linglong's face was relatively calm at first, but when she heard what Chu Feng said later, her face turned red and she was full of shyness.
The world that Chu Feng traveled through was still relatively conservative and feudal, and few people mentioned this topic.
In the world before Chu Feng traveled through, there were many girls who were more open-minded than the boys. They even told jokes with a certain color, and they were all the same.
"Ha ha."
Chu Linglong's embarrassment immediately made Chu Zhan and Tang Yu laugh. They were people who had come before, and they had accumulated years of experience. Although their thoughts were still somewhat feudal and conservative, they were not as embarrassed as Chu Linglong.
"Feng'er, do you know what wishes your mother and I will make?"
Chu Zhan looked at Chu Feng and said.
"Not interested in knowing."
Chu Feng shook his head and said he didn't want to know.
In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to know, but Chu Feng has already guessed that Chu Zhan and Tang Yu's wishes are nothing more than hoping that he and Chu Linglong will be safe and smooth for the rest of their lives.
Whether it is the world before Chu Feng traveled or the world after Chu Feng traveled, this should be the wish of his parents.
Hearing Chu Feng's answer, Chu Zhan smiled helplessly.
Because there was still a long way to go before Baoxiang Temple, after this small episode, Chu Feng and his family began to rest with squinting eyes.
…
Three hours later, Baoxiang Temple.
It was getting late at this time, but there was still an endless stream of pilgrims in Baoxiang Temple.
Although many pilgrims were surprised by the sudden travel of the host Wu Ming, they were still surprised and their wishes were still fulfilled.
"Don't be anxious, everyone. Everyone can burn incense and make a wish and fulfill it."
The monk guarding the gate of Baoxiang Temple noticed many pilgrims running in and quickly reminded them.
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind the gatekeeper monk.
"Master, may I ask where your Abbot Wu Ming has wandered?"
The gatekeeper monk turned around and saw a tall man wearing a black mask appearing behind him...
