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Chapter 2001 Retreating to Practice Taixu Forging God Art
"Husband, Feng Yao seems to be a little worried about us."

Wang Ruyan frowned and said that they were located in the hinterland of the alien race, and once their real identities were recognized, they would be in great trouble.

"It's normal to be worried. After all, we didn't know each other before. As long as he doesn't recognize our identities, he can do whatever he wants. The most urgent thing now is to practice "Taixu Forging God Art", improve our spiritual consciousness, and master it. Mystery."

Wang Changsheng said nonchalantly that their cultivation base is too low, and their cultivation base cannot be improved in the short term, but they can improve their spiritual consciousness and master the secret art of spiritual consciousness.

There are several secret techniques attached to the Taixu Forging God Art, but the caster's spiritual consciousness is strong enough to perform it. The stronger the spiritual consciousness of the spellcaster, the deeper the magic power, and the greater the power of the secret technique.

Wang Ruyan nodded, she remembered something, and said: "There are many human monks on the island, except for Jiang Qingfeng, the other human monks are not high in cultivation, most of them are in the foundation building stage, it seems that they have been enslaved by Fengyao for many years .”

Alien races often plunder human monks and bring them back to their lairs for slavery. Human races are better at planting elixir, refining weapons, setting up formations, etc. In addition, some alien races feed on human races and serve as panacea.

Wang Ruyan didn't expect to meet an enslaved human monk here. Jiang Qingfeng is in the late Yuanying stage, and his cultivation level is not low, while most of the human races on the island are in the foundation building stage.

"Maybe Jiang Qingfeng has some special ability! Jiang Qingfeng's complexion is better than many monks. He is obviously a character who gives orders. Maybe he is a Jinfeng Taoist. Let's not talk about him. We finally have a place to stay. Let's retreat first. Cultivate Taixu Forging God Art."

After Wang Changsheng said this, he walked towards the blue attic not far away.

The attic is divided into three floors, elegantly furnished, with some antique furniture and murals, as well as several emerald green potted plants.

There are three practice rooms in the attic, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan walked into one practice room each.

The practice room is not big, but about a hundred feet in size, with a blue futon on the floor.

Wang Changsheng's consciousness was wide open, and he carefully observed everything in the stone room. After confirming that there was no problem, he sat down cross-legged on the futon.

He set up a defensive formation to be prepared.

Wang Changsheng took out a light blue jade slip, his gaze became fiery.

He put the jade slip between his eyebrows, and when he realized it, the more powerful the technique, the more difficult it is to practice, and this Taixu Forging God Art is no exception.

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In a courtyard full of singing birds and fragrant flowers, a beautiful-looking girl sits in a stone pavilion. The girl has a bright nose and cherry lips, looking forward to a lively appearance. She is wearing a blue skirt with a few lifelike butterflies embroidered on it.

Holding a thick book in her hand, she frowned and looked out from time to time with a sad face.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and the girl in the blue dress tightened her face.

Jiang Qingfeng walked in, and he said with a smile: "Yulin, Senior Feng is back, but he is injured, so he probably won't call you over."

After hearing this, the girl in the blue skirt breathed a sigh of relief, and her hanging heart finally let go.

"It's all because Dad is useless, causing you to worry all day long. Don't worry, even if you risk your life, Dad will not let you be like your mother..."

At the end, Jiang Qingfeng clenched his fists with grief and anger on his face.

As a man, his Taoist couple climbed into the bed of other men, Jiang Qingfeng still had to do things for him, and his daughter had to serve him at any time, Jiang Qingfeng felt very useless, and fought to the death, he was not the opponent of the other man.

"Father, I don't blame you. If it wasn't for me, mother wouldn't do that. I know that both you and mother are for me. Promise me that you will live a good life no matter what."

At the end of Jiang Yulin's speech, her beautiful eyes were full of determination.

Jiang Qingfeng let out a long sigh and said nothing more.

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In the northeast corner of the island, there is a valley extending in all directions, and in the valley there is a huge manor covering an area of ​​[-] mu.

Pavilions and palaces, winding walls, towering ancient trees, and waterfalls of rushing water, it is a scene of heaven and earth.

Fengyao stood at the door of a three-storey blue attic, with the three golden characters "Xuanying Pavilion" written on the plaque, the door was closed tightly, and a light blue light curtain covered the entire cyan attic.

He took out a round cyan token, injected it with mana, a cyan light flashed, and a cyan light flew out, disappearing into the cyan light curtain.

The cyan light curtain swayed like water ripples, and suddenly disappeared.

The door of Xuanying Pavilion suddenly opened, and Feng Yao walked in.

The layout in the attic is elegant. When Fengyao walked into the basement, a round stone door about ten feet high blocked his way. There was a black eagle pattern and a circular groove on the stone door.

He put the circular token into the groove and injected mana, the black eagle pattern suddenly brightened, the wings fluttered non-stop, and the stone door opened, revealing a stone room more than a hundred feet in size.

There are bright and mysterious runes engraved on the stone wall, emitting a strong wave of restraint. In the center of the stone room is a magic circle more than fifty feet long, which is covered by a thick cyan light curtain.

A slender middle-aged beautiful woman sat on the magic circle. The middle-aged beautiful woman had pink face and peach cheeks, a pair of smart almond eyes, with a bit of haze, willow-leaf eyebrows, and small red lips. Judging by the fluctuation of her mana, it was impressive. A late Nascent Soul monk.

"Liu Ru, has the Seven Star Worm advanced to the fifth rank?"

Feng Yao asked in a deep voice, his face full of anticipation.

"Where's my husband and daughter! How are they?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman asked.

Feng Yao snorted softly, took out a light blue Dharma plate, and entered a Dharma formula. Soon, Jiang Qingfeng's voice suddenly sounded: "Master Feng, what do you want?"

"Is your daughter with you? Let her tell me."

Feng Yao opened his mouth and ordered.

"Master Feng, what are your orders?"

A nervous female voice came from Fapan.

"It's nothing, I heard that you have entered the alchemy stage, practice hard, and I will visit you sometime."

Feng Yao put away the communication tray and said coldly: "They are still alive, are you satisfied now?"

Liu Ru breathed a sigh of relief, shook her right hand, and a golden light flew out. It was a golden beetle about the size of Zhang Zhang, with four wings on its back, exposed fangs, seven silver spots on its abdomen, and circles of patterns on its tail. Judging by its aura, it was clearly a fifth-order spirit insect.

"It just entered the fifth rank not long ago, and it will take some time before it can form combat power."

Liu Ru said slowly, with mixed feelings in her heart, Feng Yao threatened her with her husband and daughter and asked her to breed spirit insects.

"Okay, I know I didn't misread you, but it has already advanced to the fifth level, can you control it?"

Feng Yao's eyes were full of joy, and he asked.

"I have a god-controlling card. It was raised by me since I was a child. It will not devour the master in a short time."

Liu Ru said truthfully.

"That's good, you cultivate it well, I will be of great use in the future, don't worry, I will definitely fulfill my promise, as long as I get that kind of thing, I can let your family of three leave."

Feng Yao's tone was full of temptation.

Liu Ru nodded and said nothing.

Feng Yao turned and left, closing the door.

"Hmph, idiot, waiting for that kind of thing, that's when you both die. It's a pity that you and your wife are only in the Nascent Soul stage, and the taste of the cultivator who transforms the spirit is better."

At the end of Feng Yao's speech, he licked his lips and his eyes became hot.

In order to take advantage of Jiang Qingfeng and Liu Ru, Feng Yao arranged them separately, just to let them care about each other and not run around.

(End of this chapter)