In the next few days, Wufeng and Tang San hid in school and did not go out, while inquiring about the movement outside.

The City Lord's Mansion sent people to investigate a large circle, but they didn't suspect that Wufeng and Tang San were the two children, they only thought that they were robbers or the opponents of the Black Tiger Gang, and in the end, they didn't find any clues, so they didn't do it.

The two of them let go of their hearts and began a peaceful career of cultivation and study.

Every morning, they attend classes to learn the common knowledge of the culture and soul master world, and in the afternoon they have their own cultivation time.

As a personal disciple of the master, Tang San received the master's earnest teachings, and his strength grew rapidly.

Wufeng occasionally came to rub the master's class, and spent more time cultivating alone, because his cultivation was too different from that of ordinary soul masters.

There is a clear waterhole deep in the dense forest behind the school, and there is no wind to sit cross-legged on the bluestone by the pool, and the body emits a soft golden light, which seems to echo with the sun's brilliance in the sky.

After a long time, he retracted his holy power, feeling only a faint hint of improvement, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The power level of the Heaven Covering World is indeed much higher than that of Douluo, but the difficulty of cultivation is also much higher. Even with the Great Emperor's True Scripture as the basic exercise, the ascension of the realm is still extremely difficult...... Not to mention that I am still a desolate ancient holy body, and the difficulty of cultivation has increased tenfold by more than ......"

His realm could not be measured by the level of soul power in the Douluo Continent, because his strength was holy power, not ordinary soul power, and the detection instrument could not be specifically measured, and it had even broken several times, which made the master feel pain for a while......

Compared to the cultivation realm in the Covering Heaven, he should now be the first to second level of the Bitter Sea Realm, and he is still 108,000 miles away from the second small realm in the Great Rim Sea Realm.

This is also the pros and cons of the Ancient Holy Body, although it is extremely powerful, it is difficult to match it at the same level, but it is also difficult to improve the realm!

"When Ye Fan, the protagonist of the sky, cultivated, he mainly relied on a large number of sources, and later obtained the inheritance of the Source Heavenly Master, so he had enough cultivation resources.

There is no source in the Douluo Continent...... Although there are soul beasts and soul rings to replace them, there is only one strictly controlled soul hunting forest near Notting City, and it is impossible to obtain enough soul rings...... It's too far away from the Star Dou Great Forest, and I promised Uncle Hao to take care of Xiao San, and I can't leave casually......"

Wufeng scratched his head, only feeling that it was a little difficult to do, and finally sighed softly, and decided to put down the ascension of the holy power first, and instead comprehend the two mystical methods he already had, the Sun True Sutra and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist.

He already knew in his heart that if he wanted to condense the second soul ring, he had to break through to the realm of the life spring, and at the same time, he had to comprehend the second mystic method to a certain realm.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist is a peerless boxing method engraved on the road to ascending immortals, although he has accepted the complete boxing inheritance, but the realm is too low, and the perception of the boxing method is not even superficial, and it is still too far from condensing the soul ring.

In addition, although the Sun True Sutra has been condensed into a soul ring, his use of it is still in a very primitive stage, and he must also take the opportunity to cultivate it well and develop the true power of the Great Emperor's scriptures.

Therefore, although it was difficult to improve the realm, Wufeng's overall strength did not stay in place.

......

The days passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, it was six years.

The dense forest in the mountain behind the Notting Soul Master Academy is even denser than it was six years ago, and the water in that pool is clearer and more refreshing.

In the early autumn morning, the sun is warm and the breeze brings a hint of coolness, which makes people feel refreshed.

On the bluestone next to the waterhole sat cross-legged the figure of a young man in Tsing Yi, the young man had handsome facial features, crystal skin, a faint air of dust between his eyebrows, and the straight bridge of his nose added a sense of arrogance to him.

The boy sat cross-legged, his back straight, his whole body motionless, only his long black hair gently stirring in the breeze.

The morning sun rose slowly, higher and higher, and the sunlight shone on the young man's body, reflecting a pale golden light, as if the son of God was alive.

At this time, the young man's hands waved softly, and a Tai Chi circle was made on his chest, and with his movements, the sunlight in the sky seemed to be also drawn by it, slowly converging into his palm, and finally condensed into a small disc-sized sun, emitting a gentle light, and the flowers and trees near the waterhole became more verdant under the light.

There were waves in the waterhole, and a few unknown wild fish made a splash on the surface of the water, as if they were also enjoying the baptism of holy light.

After a long time, the little sun in the young man's hand slowly melted into his body, and the holy light gradually dissipated, and the wild fish in the waterhole gently slapped the water, thanking the young man for his gift.

"Harmony is the ...... of all things"

The young man smiled lightly and opened his eyes, there was no trace of domineering in his clear eyes, only a calm and indifferent sea.

The young man was Wufeng, who had been cultivating for six years, he jumped up slightly, revealing a tall and loose figure, at the age of twelve, he was already one meter seventy-five tall, coupled with that calm eyes, he looked more mature than some sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys.

"It's been six years...... Holy power cultivation has just broken through to the fourth level of the Bitter Sea Realm, it's really difficult...... The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist is still not important, but the Sun True Scripture has improved a lot, and the effect and power of the first soul technique have increased a lot, if I use it with all my might, my current strength should be able to rival the sixty-level Battle Soul Emperor!"

In six years, his strength has improved from barely fighting against the Soul King to the point of entering the Soul Emperor for the first time, and if he says it, he will probably shock the entire continent!

However, Wufeng was still very dissatisfied with this cultivation speed......

In the past six years, in addition to retreat and cultivation, he has also taken on many adventurous missions in and out of Notting City, and has experienced several life-and-death struggles.

The most dangerous time was when he was helping Tang San obtain the second soul ring in the Soul Hunting Forest, he unexpectedly encountered a mutated soul beast overlord rock snake with an eight-thousand-year-old cultivation, and he was not an opponent when he used it with all his might, and he almost died with Tang San!

After narrowly escaping, he learned from the master that it was a soul beast that had escaped from the Star Dou Forest, and for some reason it appeared in the Soul Hunting Forest, and the Martial Spirit Hall had already dispatched a master to prepare to kill it.

"The mutant soul beast that escaped from the Star Dou Forest? Is it the Martial Spirit Palace's actions in the Star Dou Forest?"

Wufeng frowned, he and Tang San had also inquired a lot about it in the past six years, knowing that the Martial Soul Hall was still searching for the owner of the mutated martial soul over the years, and at the same time hunting powerful soul beasts everywhere, the Star Dou Great Forest was naturally the place they focused on.

He always felt that the Martial Spirit Hall was carrying out a very amazing plan, but there was no way to know the truth.

The two of them also inquired about Tang Hao's news, but there was still no news.

Wufeng shook his head, don't think about this for the time being, six years have passed, they have graduated from Notting Soul Master Academy, and the itinerary to set foot on Shrek Academy has been arranged, it's time to go.

Without wind, his footsteps turned into a streamer and flashed through the dense forest, and he soon returned to the dormitory.

Tang San and Xiao Wu had already packed up their things and were saying goodbye to Wang Sheng and the others.

The Seven Houses are no longer the previous Seven Houses, and that day Wufeng searched for a lot of Golden Soul Coins from Commissar Li and Martin, and after coming back, he improved the dormitory.

After the repair, the seven houses are separated by many single and double rooms, although it is not luxurious, but it is not worse than those of the children of the nobility, and the poor appearance of a few people sleeping in a bed mentioned in the original book is naturally gone.

Wufeng also snickered in his heart, originally Xiao San, this kid had been in the same bed with Xiao Wu for six years, if he knew this, I don't know if he would regret the plan to renovate the dormitory......