My wife is a sword god

After leaving Shuliang City, Qin Feng did not return to Jinyang City immediately.

Instead, accompanied by Shi Ziming and Zhang Tiannan, he came to Baihua Valley, where he wanted to meet someone.

In a garden filled with birds and flowers, Cang Mu lay lazily on a fine huanghuali wood bench.

Qin Feng came here under the leadership of a pretty girl.

Seeing this, Cang Mu slowly sat up and stretched, revealing her exquisite curves.

"You dare to wander around in the southern region even if you have a dragon ball of the Canglong lineage in your body, are you seeking death?

It doesn't matter if you die, but I pity my niece, I'm afraid she will be in tears all day long. "Cang Mu sighed, and then lightly hooked his right hand.

The tea cup on the stone table suddenly floated into the air, then floated in front of Qin Feng and filled it with tea.

The fragrance of scented tea is overflowing, making people feel relaxed and happy.

But at this moment, Qin Feng didn't care about it. There was only one person in his mind at this moment.

"How am I going to see her again?"

"If Nizi loses the Dragon Ball, her body will definitely be weak for a long time. Only the spiritual spring in Tianchi can restore her.

If you want to see her again, you have to at least wait until she comes out of the spiritual spring.

As short as three to five months”

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Three to five months was just a blink of an eye, so it was not too difficult to wait.

But I heard the other party add: "As long as thirty or fifty years? It's possible. After all, the dragon clan is famous for its long lifespan."

Qin Feng's face turned ugly: "I hope senior will tell you the truth."

"Don't worry, you can see her again in half a year at most." Cang Mu stopped teasing her, with a smile in his eyes. The boy in front of him really had that girl in his heart.

Hearing this, Qin Feng was completely relieved: "Senior, I have something here, and I would like you to hand it over to Miss Cang."

"What?" Cang Mu asked curiously, and then saw the other party take out a pen and paper from his arms.

Bai Xuan spread out on the stone table, Qin Feng's pen moved like a dragon and a snake.

A poem jumped out of the paper - "The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and the stars are like rain, BMWs and carriages fill the road with fragrance, the sound of phoenix and flute is moving, the light of jade pot is spinning, and fish and dragons are dancing all night."

Moths are like golden wisps of snow and willows, and laughter is filled with dark fragrance. I have searched for him thousands of times in the crowd. Suddenly I look back, but that person is there, in the dimly lit place. "

Cang Mu looked at the poem, her beautiful eyes widened. Such a beautiful poem was as good as the beautiful poem written by the other party before.

This boy is so talented in poetry!

"Miss Cang has always liked poetry, and I wrote this poem specially for her. I hope to meet her again soon and thank her for saving my life." Qin Feng said sincerely.

The artistic conception in this poem is exactly the same as the most sincere expectation in his heart at this moment.

Cang Mu was completely immersed in the poetry. She didn't listen to what Qin Feng said at all. Instead, she caressed Bai Xuan and couldn't put it down.

It wasn't until Qin Feng put his hand on Bai Xuan, blocking the content of the poem, that she regained consciousness.

"Senior, I gave this poem to Miss Cang." Qin Feng emphasized.

Cang Mu heard the implication and frowned: "Of course I know. Do you think I will take it as my own?"

Qin Feng didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly.

After confirming many things in Baihua Valley, Qin Feng was finally able to return to Jinyang City with peace of mind.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

"Something's wrong." Qin Feng glanced at the dent on the corridor railing that he had just made with his bare hands and muttered to himself.

When did the Wen Sheng Taoist, who was famous for his powerlessness, possess such powerful power?

And this is not the result of his full strength, just a casual pinch!

Beyond that, there's a lot that's not right.

His ears and eyes have become more sensitive than before, and his endurance is far beyond what it was before.

In the past, his biggest wish was to break through half an hour, but after Shu Liangcheng and his party, he easily broke this record!

He even took longer than one stick of incense!

After a little analysis, it is not difficult to judge that all these changes are due to the dragon ball in his body!

"According to what the master said, Dragon Balls not only have the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but they can also temper the body.

If given enough opportunities, even if one does not practice Shenwu Taoism, one can have an indestructible body comparable to that of a fourth-grade martial artist. "

How terrible is it for a literate Taoist to have a body comparable to that of a martial artist?

Qin Feng's blood boils just thinking about it!

"I don't know how powerful I am at this moment?"

After thinking for a moment, he found Heitongtou in the house.

"My uncle wants to arm-wrestle with me?" Xing Sheng put down his halberd with a surprised look on his face.

"What? There's a problem."

"Um, uncle, you are a scholar. It's a bit hard to compete with me in terms of strength."

Heitan Tou did not say the words "overestimating one's capabilities".

However, Qin Feng heard it. He raised his eyebrows and said confidently: "You will know if you are overestimating your capabilities."

In desperation, Xing Sheng had no choice but to comply.

There was no suspense about the result of the competition. Qin Feng lost miserably. He could only last three breaths in the hands of Heitan Tou.

Think about it, if the strength of the physical body is so easy to improve, wouldn't it be a joke for the martial artist to polish the physical body day and night?

Despite the result, Hei Tantou was still very shocked. He originally expected that his uncle would not be able to hold on for even one breath.

"Uncle, there is no need to be depressed. After you set up the Spirit Gathering Formation in the Qin Mansion, my cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds, and now I have reached the peak of the sixth level of Gathering Strength.

You can maintain the three-breath kungfu in my hands, and your physical strength is probably comparable to that of a ninth-grade martial artist. "

I have to say that Xing Sheng's comfort was very useful, and Qin Feng felt much better.

In order to ease the embarrassment, he patted the other party's shoulder and changed the topic at the right time: "It's not bad, and my previous efforts were not in vain.

By the way, why didn't you spar with your second brother in the courtyard today? "

Hei Tantou replied: "I don't know what I know. The second young master is really talented in the divine martial arts. After having the spiritual energy for him to absorb, he has successfully entered the fifth level of divine practice during the time you left. realm.

Now I am no match for the Second Young Master, so how can I compete with him? "

"Huh?" Qin Feng's eyes widened.

When they came to the courtyard, they saw the second brother sitting on the ground, looking up at the sword intention left by the sword madman senior, and comprehending it carefully.

Qin Feng opened his eyes and looked into his body. The golden energy was continuous and was indeed several times stronger than before!

He originally thought that this time he went to Shuliang City and entered the sixth-grade hexagram destiny realm, and his cultivation level was the same as that of his second brother, so that he could set an example as an eldest brother again.

But it turned out that he just thought too much

While feeling pleased, Qin Feng looked at the hanging sword intent and recalled what Senior Zhen Tianyi had said.

The second brother has successfully entered the fifth-level realm, and he doesn't know when Senior Dao Kuang will come here again to take him away.