Han Feng took Dugu Nianxue back to the Governor's Mansion and finally lived a peaceful life.
During the day, he accompanied the two ladies and their families to gather, chat or go out for sightseeing.
He even took a big family trip back to Bailong County.
While the branch of the Han family revisited their old places, the whole family paid homage to the spiritual thrones of their father Han Xiaotian and mother Yu.
He also visited the elders and friends of several major families in the city, including the Qin family, the Zhao family, the Wu family... and so on.
At night, the two ladies abandoned Han Feng and let him sleep alone.
Han Feng could only get rid of distracting thoughts, meditate and practice, and refine the essence and blood of the cangluan divine bird.
The days passed so peacefully, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
This half month was ordinary and nothing special happened, but Han Feng felt very comfortable and comfortable.
Since he came to this world, he has almost always been in a crisis-ridden environment.
Faced with external threats and enemies approaching step by step, he could only keep moving forward and fighting!
Although Han Feng is not tired of this kind of life, he will always feel a little tired after a long time.
During this period, the time spent with his family healed this tension and gave Han Feng unprecedented peace.
He did not practice hard and practiced as he pleased, but he got twice the result with half the effort.
In just half a month, his cultivation has improved, especially his spiritual power.
Han Feng has three types of gold, water, and earth elements, but he has not yet understood the power of heaven and earth.
During the time when Han Feng relaxed his body and mind, he made rapid progress and vaguely reached perfection.
As long as he meets the right opportunity, Han Feng can master the power of the three laws with a little understanding.
And with Han Feng's profound knowledge, if he could comprehend the power of the five laws at the same time, he could not help but perfectly enter the realm of the quasi-sun.
It is not impossible to directly attack the True Yang Realm.
The "True Yang Realm Heavenly Tribulation" is certainly terrifying, but Han Feng has already broken through the Yang God Realm first, his strength has greatly increased, and his confidence in resisting the Heavenly Tribulation has also become much greater.
If his spiritual power and spiritual consciousness both reach the Japanese level, Han Feng believes that his combat effectiveness will definitely take another leap forward.
Time passed, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Early that morning, people came from the imperial capital and delivered an imperial decree at the Governor's Mansion. Emperor Wu summoned Han Feng, the Marquis of the State, to return to the imperial capital to report on his duties.
Han Feng took over the imperial edict with his own hands and couldn't help but look at the direction of the Empire's South China Sea.
He knew that when Emperor Wu summoned him, it must be that the battle for the ruins of the Wushen clan to break the boundary was over.
Next, the empire should select personnel and prepare to enter the ruins.
The peaceful life finally came to an end.
Han Feng knew that entering the ruins of the Martial God Clan this time would definitely be another huge test.
But no matter how difficult the road ahead is, he will never give up this golden opportunity.
That day, Han Feng summoned his family and told him that he was going to leave for the imperial capital tomorrow.
A banquet was held on the same day to bid farewell to the family in advance.
After nightfall, Han Feng thought that he would have to stay alone in an empty room again.
Unexpectedly, Dugu Nianxue walked into the wing at this time.
"Han Feng, you should be more careful when you return to the Imperial Capital alone this time."
Dugu Nianxue did not plan to go to the imperial capital with Han Feng. These days, she and Zhou Yunmei were getting along very well.
The two treat each other as sisters, talk about everything, and still practice life together.
Han Feng reached out and pulled Dugu Nianxue into his arms.
"Teacher, I am leaving tomorrow. Are you willing to leave me here alone tonight?"
Dugu Nianxue let Han Feng hold her in his arms, squinting at him with her beautiful eyes.
"What do you want?"
Han Feng showed a wicked smile, waved his hand, and closed the door.
"call……!"
The next moment, all the lights in the room went out, and with a low cry, the room could no longer be peaceful.
A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold!
When the room became quiet again, it was already late at night.
After the lingering, Dugu Nianxue stretched out a weak hand, took out a letter from the storage ring, and handed it to Han Feng.
"This is?"
"Give this letter to Qing He for me, and thank her for taking care of you when I was in the imperial capital."
Looking at the letter delivered by Dugu Nianxue, Han Feng hesitated.
"What's wrong?"
Dugu Nianxue looked at Han Feng suspiciously.
"No...it's okay. I will hand it over to her myself."
Han Feng accepted the envelope and held Dugu Nianxue in his arms again.
The two whispered for a while, and then someone started to act mischievously, thinking of scoring twice.
Dugu Nianxue held down Han Feng's restless hands and said, "Okay, I will rest here tonight. It's time for you to accompany Yunmei."
Han Feng hesitated after hearing the words, but also nodded. Since returning home, he has not been alone with Yunmei, and he feels a little guilty in his heart.
At that moment, Governor Han moved the battlefield overnight and went to the West Wing to accompany Zhou Yunmei.
As the saying goes, a short break is better than a wedding. During this period, Han Feng had no chance to get close to Zhou Yunmei, and tomorrow would be another farewell.
Both Han Feng and Zhou Yunmei cherished tonight.
The two of them had a life-threatening entanglement, crazy and selfless, asking for each other, as if each wanted to integrate the other into their own bodies.
Cherish every minute, every second.
It wasn't until late at night that everything gradually calmed down.
Han Feng held Zhou Yunmei in his arms, and the couple talked quietly at night.
Zhou Yunmei hugged Han Feng tightly and whispered: "My husband, you must be more careful. I have had a lot of strange dreams recently."
Hearing this, Han Feng's heart moved and he asked calmly: "Yunmei, what did you dream about? Tell your husband."
"I dreamed about my husband, you went to a very mysterious and dangerous place."
Zhou Yunmei's first words made Han Feng secretly shocked. The person he was referring to should naturally be the ruins of the Martial God Clan.
"Ms. sir, do you really want to go to that kind of place?"
Sensing something strange about Han Feng, Zhou Yunmei became more and more nervous.
Han Feng patted her back and said comfortingly: "Yunmei, don't worry about my husband. These are just dreams and have nothing to do with reality. By the way, what else did you dream about?"
Zhou Yunmei gradually calmed down and said: "The pictures in the dream were very blurry, and after I woke up, I couldn't remember a lot of them.
I only remember that there was a golden palace, and beneath the palace, there was an extremely terrifying existence.
It broke through the shackles of the palace and destroyed everything. Many people died, and the palace and the earth were dyed red with blood! "
When Zhou Yunmei spoke, her whole body was trembling, and the scenes in her dream still frightened her to this day.
She took Han Feng's hand and said, "Ms. sir, I don't know why I have such a dream, but I'm so scared that you will be in danger."
Han Feng hugged Zhou Yunmei tightly, comforting her while thinking about her dream.
Golden palace, terrifying existence, blood-stained earth...
My wife is a "prophet" who has been awakened innately. Her dreams are by no means ordinary. This must mean something.
Could it be that something extremely dangerous would really happen to these ruins of the Martial God Clan?
Although he knew that this was a bad omen, Han Feng still couldn't give up.
The journey of cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.
The same is true for the state of mind.
If you are afraid of unknown dangers and dare not move forward, it will also affect Han Feng's Taoist heart.
Then I thought about it, this time I entered the ruins of the Martial God Clan, there were countless masters, including Hongwu level experts and Shenxu realm experts, I didn’t know how many would appear.
Even if something happens, it's not my turn to worry about it. If the sky falls, there will be someone higher to hold it up.
Even with this thought in his mind, Han Feng still comforted him: "Yunmei, don't worry, your husband will be careful in everything, everything will be fine."
Zhou Yunmei wanted to say something else, but feeling Han Feng's determination, she was worried that she would become his fetters.
In the end, she could only hug her husband tightly, bury her head in his arms, and turn the worries and thoughts in her heart into blessings and prayers.
The couple just hugged each other and slept.
…
Noon the next day.
Han Feng Tianxing City, Han Mansion.
Accompanied by the two ladies, their families, and friends, they set off for the imperial capital.
Han Feng originally wanted to rush to the imperial capital alone, which would be more convenient and faster.
However, the imperial envoy sent by Emperor Wu to convey the order yesterday also brought the marquis' honor guard presented by Emperor Wu.
Another one was allocated, and the Marquis took a standard imperial official ship to welcome Han Feng back to the capital.
Han Feng had to wear a court crown, a leather python robe, and a jade belt, and was escorted by guards, escorts, and honor guards to board the ship.
Accompanied by the rumbling drum music, the ship ascends to the sky and sets sail!
(PS: Today’s update is mainly about improving the outline today. We are about to enter the ruins of the Martial God Clan. Here, some secrets will be revealed, covering a broader world view.
Before this, book friends often asked me how long I would like to write "The Demon Refining Pot", what realms will follow, what kind of characters will appear, and what kind of world this is.
Let’s put aside the frivolity here. From the beginning of the book, I have already thought about where I want to end the book. But at present, this article has been progressing in an orderly manner according to the outline. It is half-written and not full. An offset occurs.
Different from the previous book "I Don't Know Martial Arts", the end of the later period is relatively hasty and the world view is not well reflected. Many readers have no impression of the world outside the mainland.
The follow-up world view of "I Have a Demon Refining Pot" will be very broad and rich, with well-known characters and many unexpected characters appearing.
This time, Frivolous will also use more content and details to enrich these maps and characters, hoping to construct a colorful, passionate and vast new world. )
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