"Si Ming, although we are on the road, our speed is not very fast. There should be techniques for riding on horses in Shanhe Jue. You can practice while walking."
Feng Tiansheng, who was walking on the road, looked at the oldest person next to him. Although he was older, he was still under thirty years old, but he was the oldest among them.
"Yeah, I will."
Siming nodded when he heard Feng Tiansheng's words, and then began to slowly adjust his breathing. Although they also practiced the Feng family's Mountain and River Art, they didn't have much time to practice.
It's not that they don't pay attention, but their status determines that they don't have much time to practice. After all, they are all people who often perform tasks.
"Young Master...if our cultivation exceeds yours..."
A younger man looked at Feng Tiansheng. Although they were respected by Feng Tiansheng, they still regarded themselves as servants of the Feng family.
If a servant's cultivation level exceeds that of the head of the family, then he is definitely a threat. This is not allowed in any family.
Therefore, the strongest person in the Zhen family is their son Zhen Qiang, the strongest person in the Zhao family is Zhao Da who is invited to protect him, and the strongest person in the Zhang family is Yu Feng who serves as a worshiper. They are almost all cooperating.
"If you surpass me, then I will let you go out and start a sect. After all, if you can become a helper, it is better than being a retainer like you are now, right?"
Feng Tiansheng laughed when he heard Shang Sheng's words. This was a great thing for the Feng family. Naturally, he would not object. The question was whether they could surpass him.
Although he can't practice in terms of cultivation, just because he can copy spells, I'm afraid these people will never be able to surpass him in cultivation no matter how much they continue to practice.
Several people nodded thoughtfully when they heard Feng Tiansheng's words. They were indeed grateful to the Feng family, but they actually wanted to soar into the sky in terms of cultivation.
But they were worried that they would make the Feng family unhappy, so they kept suppressing their cultivation. If they could let go of their cultivation, they might be able to reach the realm of real people in a few years.
"Young Master, behind us..."
"They can follow us as long as they like, but we can use this opportunity to show them our strength. Shanhe Palace is not something that minions like them can move if they want."
Feng Tiansheng had already noticed it when he left Hanyang City, but he didn't intend to say anything. These people should be spies planted by various forces.
If they can send the news here back, they might be able to scare some guys and spread the word about their own strength.
The news that he was beaten to a waste by Zhen Qiang must have spread, and I'm afraid there are many people who can confirm it, but I'm afraid they can't figure out what happened now.
When the others saw Feng Tiansheng's attitude, they naturally stopped saying anything. Now they need to take revenge quickly, and then improve their own strength.
By nightfall, they had only walked two hundred miles, which made the people following them very angry and wanted to send them directly to the Qingsong Sect.
"Should we... keep a vigil?"
"What kind of night are you watching? There are so many people watching for us, so just sleep peacefully."
After hearing what they said, Feng Tiansheng rolled his eyes, then sat there and started to fall asleep. Since he couldn't practice, he didn't need to meditate and breathe.
The other six people naturally didn't say anything when they saw his appearance, but they still took turns to meditate, with one of them just watching, which lasted less than an hour on average.
The next few days were like this, and nothing happened along the way. They arrived at Qingsong Pai smoothly and stood at the foot of the mountain to look up.
"Why do sects have to be built on mountains? Is it just to stand high and see far?"
Feng Tiansheng never understood why all the sects were on the mountain. If he could only stand high and see far, he could not see any sects on the vast flat land.
"This is actually a kind of psychological pressure. After all, when a person goes up the mountain, he will feel a little tired, which will make people think it is caused by the momentum of the sect."
Si Lu looked at Feng Tiansheng. They knew much more about these things than Feng Tiansheng. After all, these were the methods of martial arts practitioners.
"Oh, I didn't expect practitioners to use psychology. It seems like I still need to learn something."
Feng Tiansheng laughed. If this is the case, then some of his methods can be used when facing cultivators in the future. After all, they will still be effective.
"How are you going to go up the mountain? How did you go up the mountain last time?"
Feng Tiansheng looked at them. Since they were going up the mountain, he would give them an impressive way to go up the mountain, and let those who followed them see how they went up the mountain.
"Last time we used the greeting card, but it was thrown away. Then the real-person cultivators rushed down and started attacking us without saying anything."
When Siming said this, there was a murderous look in his eyes. After all, what the Qingsong Sect did was not in line with the rules of the world. Even if they took action, they had to express their opposing positions.
But they didn't say anything at all, otherwise with the strength of the Shanhe Army, even if they were besieged by strong men in the real world, it would be impossible for only six people to be left.
"A greeting card? If that's the case, then I will also give them a greeting card."
Feng Tiansheng laughed when he heard it, and walked forward to send his greeting card. The Qingsong Sect should come down to "greet" them.
Jie Sword Stone - The sects that dare to erect such a stone monument are usually very confident, otherwise if an angry person comes, they may start a fight directly.
Only the confident and powerful sects dare to do this. If you dare to cause trouble, we will directly suppress you, or simply destroy you so that you don't dare to be arrogant here.
At this time, there were actually many people on Qingsong Mountain. They stared at Feng Tiansheng and sneered. They dared to go to them to untie the sword stone. He was indeed the young prince of Shanhe Palace.
"Little Lord……"
When several people saw Feng Tiansheng walking towards Jie Jianshi, their expressions immediately became ugly. After all, Jie Jianshi was a very important face for a sect.
There were many people watching behind them. Once Feng Tiansheng did something to the Qingsong Sect to obtain the Jie Jie Stone, I'm afraid the Qingsong Sect would really be at war with the young master.
"What are you afraid of? Even if they want to take action, it will be me, the young master, who will resist them..."
"Rumble..."
Feng Tiansheng said as he walked up to the Jie Jie Stone. Overlord's Thunder Palm took action. The two feet high, seven feet wide, and two feet behind Jie Sword Stone instantly turned into stone chips.
"Ah...little bastard, I'll kill you..."
Suddenly there was a roar from Qingsong Mountain, and a figure was seen rushing towards Feng Tiansheng from the mountain in an instant. The furious opponent used his speed to the extreme.
"It's so slow..."
When Feng Tiansheng saw the other person coming, he smiled slightly, took half a step back, then clenched his fist and punched the other person. This punch was aimed at the other person's heart.
"Bang..."
"puff……"
The person who rushed towards him was hit by Feng Tiansheng's punch, and he flew backwards. His chest was hit by a punch in the heart, and his heart was blown out from his back. After falling out, he fell to the ground motionless.
"Hey, I've already destroyed your sword-breaking stone, can you please come out with an elder-level person? How much you look down on me to let a minion come out and die."
Feng Tiansheng looked at the person who fell out and sighed. The other person didn't cast any spells just now, and this punch was not a move.
This can only show that this guy is a low-level guy. Whenever a cultivator takes action, he will probably bring a move with him, so that the subsequent power can be displayed smoothly.
When Nandou Liuxing heard what his young master said, he didn't know what to say for a moment. The guy just now was definitely not a minion.
That guy was one of the eight elders of the Qingsong Sect, and he ripped off the head of a comrade of the Red Mountain and River Army in one move.
But such a person was killed by the Young Master with one punch instantly. How strong is the Young Master? They don't even know until now.
A person with no cultivation base can kill the real person's realm control method with one punch, but I'm afraid other practitioners of the real person's realm control method can't do it.
"What an arrogant boy. The Prince of Shanhe is just the prince of the imperial court. Why, do you still want to be the prince of our world?"
An old man walked out from above. He looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He was wearing a green robe with gold thread embroidery on it. He looked very expensive.
"Haha, a mere king of rivers and lakes is nothing. Since you said so, then why can't I, the Prince of Mountains and Rivers, be more domineering? Isn't it better to be a co-owner of rivers and lakes?"
Feng Tiansheng stood there and looked at the other person. Although he didn't know who the other person was, when this person came out, the others immediately followed him.
This guy might be the leader of the Qingsong Sect, because the people behind him were full of anger and murderous intent, but they were arranged according to their status.
"Co-owner of Jianghu? What a big statement. Just rely on those mortal realm cultivators in your Shanhe Palace, or do you rely on Feng Jiuyang's identity as a prince?"
The other party looked at Feng Tiansheng and sneered. These things they could rely on were of no use to the practitioners in the world.
When a cultivator in the mortal realm faces a cultivator in the real realm, I am afraid that a casual move can kill an unknown number of them, so how can it have any effect?
The identity of that prince is even less worth mentioning to the cultivators. They all yearn for immortals, so the court will naturally not take it seriously.
"Your minions can't stop me with my fists. I just don't know if a person of your strength can stop my punch?"
Feng Tiansheng looked at the other person. Since he didn't know his identity, he naturally didn't mention it when talking. Anyway, he didn't need to know the other person's name at this time.
And he stood there without any intention of making a move. After all, what he wanted to display was a skill, which was completely different from a practitioner who could use his inner energy to punch.
