Chapter Ninety-Four: The Same Dream

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He slapped his thigh violently: "Huang San, hurry up and pack your things, let's go out and hide for a while." ā€

"Hide, why are we hiding?" Huang San was puzzled.

Shi Buji slapped him on the back of the head, and said with some hatred: "You are a wooden fish head, this time we took something that shouldn't be taken, and someone will come to the door soon, if you don't leave, do you want to wait for death?" ā€

"It's not that serious, isn't it just a pair of broken vases?" Huang San is still a little reluctant, and he has to stop his life, but he has to run around, tired or not.

"Okay, if you're not afraid of death, you can stay, anyway, old man, I'm leaving!" He picked up the spiritual seat of the ancestor with one hand, and took the immortal card of Engong with the other hand, wrapped it in a piece of blue cloth, turned his head and left.

"Hey, Master, you wait for me, and I didn't say I wouldn't leave." Huang San still has to listen to the words of the bad time, this old guy can live to this day, it all depends on his vigilance.

And many times it is because of his prudence that many disasters have been avoided.

The master and apprentice packed up some things haphazardly, left the broken temple, and went to the four seas for their home.

Those who do their business, usually don't have a serious place to settle down at all, how much is usually how much is spent, anyway, there is craftsmanship, and they are not afraid of starvation.

Three days later, waves of people came before the broken temple.

After discovering that the broken temple had long been empty, they were so angry that they burned the broken temple clean.

And at this moment, Shi Buji, who was far away in the southwest Spring City, and the master and apprentice got the news almost immediately.

Huang San, who came to his senses, was shocked into a cold sweat.

"Master, it's still your old man!" Huang San gave the old man a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart, if it weren't for the old man's cleverness, they would have been planted this time.

Although Shi Buqi said that he was a little proud, he was still a little afraid in his heart, if it wasn't for Engong's reminder, even if he made a fortune this time, he was afraid that it would be the end of having money and not spending it.

"Little third son, remember in the future, if there is something to do, we must help each other, go to the soup and fight the fire, and do not hesitate."

"Master, don't worry, as long as Engong needs it, I, Huang San, will give up my life, and I won't frown." Huang Sanda was grateful to Feng Yu in his heart. Although it was just a sentence, it saved him from stealing the door.

The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, he still understands.

Time has entered September in the blink of an eye, and today is the day Han Shuo starts school.

After returning from the capital, there was no wind and grass, which made Feng Yu strange but normal at the same time.

After all, he is the son of the Hades, and he is indeed very calm.

At the beginning, he did not hesitate to condescend and beg him to let him go, but now after enduring it for many years, he shot again, this person is indeed not simple.

Although Feng Yu had not met him, he had guessed a few points about who he was.

Perhaps he will be a formidable enemy of his own for years to come.

As for Liu Tianye in the capital, Feng Yu didn't take it to heart yet.

After all, it's just some worldly power, to put it mildly, as long as he wants to, he can make the Liu family disgraced and collapsed within a week.

The power he has accumulated over the years is unimaginable to many people.

As for the shattered Star Group, it's just a drop in the bucket.

Of course, there are not many people in the world who know this.

Pushing open the small door in the backyard, there is a small vegetable patch, surrounded by a high wall.

After returning from the capital, Feng Yu shoveled out the vegetable field and replaced it with a small Spirit Gathering Array.

Compared to the backyard, the air here is noticeably much fresher.

The aura of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of kilometers was driven by the spirit gathering array, and the wisps overflowed into the array, and the flowers and plants in the array became more and more verdant.

Although this Spirit Gathering Array was only a rudimentary formation, it cost Feng Yu a lot of money.

Not to mention anything else, the jade that arranged the formation alone cost Feng Yu millions of yuan.

Compared with ordinary people's martial arts practice, the resources consumed in cultivation are obviously not comparable to those who practice martial arts.

The emperor's formula, judging from the name, is very extraordinary.

This point, even if the old man doesn't say it, Feng Yu can deeply understand it.

Different from ordinary martial arts training cheats, the Emperor's Recipe is a superior secret for cultivating immortals.

Although the mantra in Feng Yu's hand only reached the innate realm, according to the old man, this was far from the end.

It's just that there are very few people in this world who can reach this realm.

Even if he is an old man, he is just an innate cultivator.

I heard the old man say that once you enter the innate realm, your lifespan will increase in a straight line, and you can reach as many as five hundred years old. And flying away from the sky, omnipotent. In this world, it is definitely the existence of immortals.

Feng Yu has always longed for this realm, but he also knows that the way of cultivation is not something that can be achieved overnight, this is about perseverance, although sometimes there will be some opportunities, but these opportunities are available but not sought.

Now he is in the middle stage of transforming energy, (the realm of cultivation is divided into: bright energy, dark energy, transformation energy, and innate energy........ As for the congenital above, even the old man has never seen it, so I won't mention it for the time being.

Since reaching this realm, Feng Yu's cultivation speed has stagnated again.

Although after each cultivation, there will be some gains, but it is almost negligible.

Even so, Feng Yu did not forget to cultivate every day.

Sitting cross-legged in the spirit gathering array, after Feng Yu adjusted slightly, he began to run the exercise mantra, and the wisps of spiritual energy seemed to be summoned, turning into a trickle and entering Feng Yu's body, under the guidance of the exercises, running in an orderly manner along the major meridians, everything seemed to be in order.

From childhood to adulthood, Feng Yu will always achieve the same dream.

In the dream, his surroundings were filled with the sound of shouting and killing, countless people flying around in the sky, the sound of blades colliding, overwhelming, and the surrounding area was blood-red, and he sat in the sea of corpses and blood and cried.

As the saying goes, there are thoughts in the day and dreams in the night, Feng Yu always feels that this dream is related to his life experience, and asks the old man countless times, but in exchange for only one sentence: Wait until you reach the innate.

After touching it for about an hour, Feng Yu let out a long breath of turbidity.

Under the fierce airflow, like a white dragon, it tore through the space and went straight to the nine skies.

Collecting power and punching, for Feng Yu, this has become a habit.

A set of sky-breaking punches came down, Feng Yu's face was not red, he was not panting, and he didn't sweat at all. In a realm like him, his body is already different from ordinary people.

After feeling the inner element in his body, a wry smile appeared at the corner of Feng Yu's mouth.

Although it is a little more condensed than before, if you want to break through to the innate cultivation at this speed, then I don't know if it will be the Year of the Monkey.

Of course, Feng Yu also understands that the most taboo thing in cultivation is impetuousness.

So after a brief period of depression, he regained his calm mind.