Although he had only learned a new secret technique, Chen Feng still read through the "Cold Secret Scroll" several times, and carefully tasted some formulas in order to understand them thoroughly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Because of this kind of hard study, Chen Feng's cultivation experience is also increasing day by day. Every night when I meditate, the mystical power of the limbs and acupuncture points slowly seeps out, and then slowly flows into the river like a trickle, merging into a stream, and then slowly flowing through the body along the meridians and these channels. Aside from the hair, there is almost no place that the secret power can't reach.

With the help of the Kurong Secret Technique, Chen Feng finally figured out a way to effectively restrain the secret seed and blood curse. Now, the balance between the secret seed and the blood curse has no negative impact on Chen Feng, and Chen Feng has absorbed a lot of energy from the secret seed and the blood curse. If Chen Feng was in one go, he would be able to completely eliminate the secret seed and blood curse. But in the end, Chen Feng gave up. It's probably a good thing that these three freaks exist in their bodies. After Chen Feng's transformation, they were like three secret spins, when Chen Feng had some secret power that could not be used, they could be stored in it, and they could be extracted from it when needed. Although in the process, some of the secret power will be sucked by the secret seed and blood curse, but the amount is very small. Therefore, if you count the secret seeds and blood spells, Chen Feng can be said to have eleven secret spins, which is definitely something that has never been done before.

Thinking about the cultivation of his "Eleven-Star" secret disciple, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little proud.

At the same time, because of the improvement of cultivation, Chen Feng's familiarity with the secret weapon in his hand has also improved a lot. It's a pity that the Heavens and Stars and Moon Beads have been very stable during this time, and Chen Feng has no chance to enter the Secret Heaven Victory Realm again. Chen Feng speculated that this Secret Heaven Victory Realm was often opened at the moment of his life and death, and it could not be stimulated casually. Therefore, Chen Feng was not in a hurry, but used it as a means to save his life.

In addition, during this time, Chen Feng's side was also lively. Ming Soul and Bai Yuche gopher aside, the red phosphorus centipede finally woke up from sleep. At first, it was not very satisfied with the change of owner, but after discovering the white jade gopher and the blood spirit spider beside the master, it was tamed. The white jade gopher does not need to eat, the shadow wood naturally has the effect of absorbing the secret power of heaven and earth, although the red phosphorus centipede and the blood spirit spider can also absorb the secret power, but as a secret beast, they can't change the habit of eating. Especially the Blood Spirit Spider, who has been guarding Tie Han's remains in the cave all year round, has long been full of longing for the outside world. Therefore, Chen Feng would give the two secret beasts a little time every day to let them go out to hunt. Not far from Majiabao, there is a hill, although there are no secret beasts, but there are many ordinary beasts. In addition, the red phosphorus centipede and the blood spirit spider are also very fond of strange-faced fish, and often follow Chen Feng to prey on one or two.

Chen Feng also knew from this that centipedes and spiders could also swim in the water.

After the winter solstice, although there is still a lot of New Year's left, the families have already begun to prepare for the New Year's goods, and the business in the shop has also been much better. It's just that the snow on the winter solstice is too big, and the weather is too cold, so Chen Feng closed half of the store early according to the instructions of the old grandson. When you have nothing to do, you can sit alone at the counter and study the secret powers in your body, or read a poetry book borrowed from a private school in the town. In the process of cultivation, Chen Feng had already felt that his knowledge was far from keeping up with the speed of cultivation. In addition, reading more books and mastering a little human affection is also of great benefit to him.

Of course, Chen Feng occasionally chattered about preparing his next plan, which was to worship his grandparents.

In Majiapu, Chen Feng heard that if there is nowhere to find the tombs of relatives, you can go to Cuiwei Island on the sea to worship your relatives, because there are hundreds of ancient tombs on Cuiwei Island, and almost all the residents in the northern part of Hongfeng Island are descendants of the ancestors in these tombs. By paying homage to the ancestors, you can express your grief for other loved ones.

After knowing this information, Chen Feng planned to go to Cuiwei Island. He had already inquired that the ship to Cuiwei Island would set sail on the 19th of next month. As early as last night, Chen Feng had already gone to the wharf by the river to pay a deposit of twenty coppers. At that time, people can take a boat along the river into the sea, and finally go to Cuiwei Island.

Unconsciously, another month passed in a blink of an eye, and Chen Feng's cultivation was still in the realm of an eight-star secret disciple. At this time, Chen Feng's secret power was sufficient, but there was no chance to break through, it was like being separated by a layer of window paper, and he couldn't see the front clearly, and he couldn't break it for a while. If you eat the monster-faced fish again, the effect is already very small. Chen Feng knew that it was time for him to leave Majiabao.

Tomorrow is about to go to Cuiwei Island, and then tossing and turning elsewhere, Chen Feng's heart has not been able to calm down. On this night, instead of meditating as in the past, Chen Feng lay there, and the kindness of his grandparents couldn't help but appear in front of him. Chen Feng has never forgotten revenge, which is also the driving force for him to keep improving. Right now, he is still far away from the Secret Master Realm, and he can only pray that Black Nightmare and Qingbo will not die casually, and that he will wait for him to slash them.

On the 19th day of the twelfth month of the lunar calendar, the wind was cold, shaking the thin houses of Majiapu. The snow that had fallen a few days ago was drooping from the roofs and under the trees by the strong wind, and one after another hit people's faces, and it hurt fiercely.

Early in the morning, Chen Feng stood on the mountain and looked into the distance, the entire Majiabao was white, and the rare black cooking smoke was torn apart by the wind, showing a trace of vitality. This is the place where Chen Feng has stayed for the longest since leaving his hometown. In the past four months, he has become familiar with this humble town and its inhabitants, and now that he is leaving, it is inevitable that he will not be a little nostalgic.

The day before, Chen Feng expressed the idea of leaving to the old grandson. The old grandson sighed, but he didn't keep it, he just paid Chen Feng some more wages, but Chen Feng didn't ask for it.

Although the weather was cold and windy, there were many people on the way to the pier. In addition to Majiapu, there are also people from some nearby villages and towns who come here. It was cold, but there was no ice in the river, and people said that it was because there were hot springs at the bottom of the river.

Although they all went to pay tribute to their ancestors, most people could not see sadness on their faces. This trip to Cuiwei Island has become a part of these people's New Year's celebrations. When I arrived on the island, I told my ancestors about the experience of the year, and then lit incense and candles, burned paper money, and sprinkled some turbid wine, praying that the ancestors could bless the whole family with peace and security in the new year.

Walking silently in the crowd, Chen Feng looked at the far-reaching sky and muttered in a low voice: "Grandfather, grandmother, have you seen me?" I once said that I will honor your ...... for the rest of my life" Before the words fell, the moistness in the corners of Chen Feng's eyes was already stained with snow particles blown by the wind, in exchange for an extremely cold feeling.