Spiritual Resurrection: I Awakened a Divine Martial Spirit

"That's right."

Long Feng responded, then put his palm on the middle of the door, infused spiritual power and pushed gently.

"Boom--"

After a loud noise, the dark door slowly opened.

"Come in."

Long Feng said, and took the lead in stepping into the treasure house.

The treasure house was not very big. Lu Qingchen glanced around and found that there were only three shelves in total.

"These are the only ones. You also know that the college is very poor. Just pick them."

Long Feng casually reminded him and left here directly.

Yu Shan and Lu Qingchen looked at each other, and then walked directly to the three shelves.

......

"Hey, you picked so quickly?"

Long Feng stood outside the door for less than five minutes, and Yu Shan and Lu Qingchen came out.

"Yeah."

Lu Qingchen hung his head and answered weakly.

Yu Shan on the side was a little better, at least not like Lu Qingchen,

"What do you mean?"

Long Feng saw that there was no smile on their faces, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Logically speaking, shouldn't the two of them have smiles on their faces after selecting the treasures?

Why are they still looking bitter?

"Nothing, it's just..."

Seeing Long Feng asking the reason, Yu Shan showed a very forced smile on his face.

"What is it?"

Long Feng continued to ask, he really wanted to know what caused the two of them to become like this.

"Is the academy too poor?"

......

After Lu Qingchen said this, the scene suddenly became quiet.

"Too poor? There are treasures above the king level inside, don't you two earth martial realm look down on them?"

Hearing this answer, Long Feng was stunned for a few seconds, and then asked.

"......"

After hearing this, Lu Qingchen and Yu Shan were speechless for a while.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that after going to the secret realm, your horizons have been improved a lot."

Seeing the two people's reactions, Long Feng was almost angry and laughed.

"That's not what I meant. Dean Long misunderstood. I meant that there is no treasure suitable for us."

Seeing Long Feng staring at them with a bad look, Lu Qingchen quickly argued.

Of course, he couldn't let Long Feng know that he was rich.

Otherwise, with the dean's profiteer nature, Lu Qingchen estimated that he would have to bleed again.

"Nothing suitable for you? That's more like it. I thought you didn't like it."

Long Feng stared at Lu Qingchen closely, afraid of missing something.

"How could it be, Dean Long, the holy weapon has been handed over, and I am now penniless..."

Seeing that Long Feng didn't believe him, Lu Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly started to sell misery.

"Stop, stop, stop, I get it."

Long Feng held his forehead and interrupted the nonsense that Lu Qingchen was about to say.

......

After a long chatter, Lu Qingchen and Yu Shan left the treasure house.

"Brother Chen, where are we going now? Or should we go back first?"

"I think you are in a hurry to go back and practice the Saint-level skills, right?"

Lu Qingchen said casually while playing with the white ball he picked from the treasure house.

"Hey, Brother Chen, how did you know?"

Yu Shan scratched his head a little embarrassedly when he heard this, thinking that Brother Chen was really amazing.

"Then you go back first, I just happen to have something to do."

Lu Qingchen rolled his eyes and sent Yu Shan, the stinky boy, away directly.

After Yu Shan left, Lu Qingchen went directly to the courtyard where Han Meng was.

Chapter 170 Moonlight, trap

"Crack--"

When the sound sounded, Lu Qingchen did not knock on the door, but pushed it open and walked in.

When he came to the hall, Lu Qingchen glanced around and did not find Han Meng.

"Dong Dong...!"

Seeing that there was no one in the hall, Lu Qingchen came to Han Meng's room and knocked on the door twice directly.

......

Still silent.

"Did Master not come back at all?"

Lu Qingchen muttered to himself, and turned to leave the courtyard.

"If so, where would Master go..."

Standing in front of the gate of the courtyard, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but ponder.

Moonlight Lake.

A ray of soft moonlight shines on the lake, the water ripples, and reflects a slightly moving silver light.

The lake water is extremely clear. Looking around, the bright moon and stars in the sky are all lying quietly in this picture scroll.

A beautiful figure stood quietly by the lake, looking at such a scene, and couldn't help but be a little dazed.

"Without the Saint-level skills, what should I do within a year to improve my strength to the Saint Realm..."

Han Meng murmured, her ice-blue eyes full of loss.

After leaving the meeting room, Han Meng did not return to the courtyard, but came here directly.

At this moment, her heart was full of bitterness, and a pair of beautiful eyes seemed to be dimmed a little.

"Maybe they will all be in the Saint Realm in a year. Will I still be qualified to be Xiaochen's master by then..."

Han Meng sighed, and a sense of inferiority emerged in her heart.

But she really couldn't bear to let him go.

Sometimes she would even rather her apprentice had average talent and didn't have to be so evil.

That way, he wouldn't be snatched away by others.

Although on the surface, others didn't want to take Lu Qingchen as a disciple.

But Han Meng knew in his heart that all this was only temporary.

Because now, whether it is talent status or strength, I will not lose to anyone.

But a year from now, if everyone breaks through to the Holy Realm, will this still be the case?

You must know that in the world of cultivation, the right to speak is always in the hands of the strong.

Han Meng couldn't help but tremble at the thought that Lu Qingchen might leave her one day.

"Obviously nothing happened, why..."

Han Meng murmured softly, and mist suddenly appeared in his ice-blue eyes.

"Master, it turns out you are here..."

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Han Meng's delicate body trembled. After a moment, she suddenly turned around and found a handsome young man looking at her with a smile.

"Xiao Chen, why are you here?"

Seeing Lu Qingchen looking at him seriously, Han Meng's beautiful eyes suddenly flashed with panic.

But this scene happened to be captured by him.

Lu Qingchen walked forward slowly, and when Han Meng was at a loss, he suddenly gently hugged her delicate body.

"finally found you......"

Lu Qingchen stroked Han Meng's hair, a hint of distress flashed in his red pupils.

"Um......"

Han Meng hummed softly, but did not push Lu Qingchen away.

The two hugged each other for a long time by the moonlight lake.

"Xiaochen, how do you know I'm here?"