Chu Fu, who said goodbye to his teacher Zhang Ruo, flew to his home, and before testing the angel skills, the cultivation method that appeared in his mind made him a little impatient, and he couldn't help but fly faster and faster.

Soon, Chu Fu, who returned to the room and maintained his angelic form, sat cross-legged on the bed, his long soft waist-length hair spread around his body.

Then he closed his eyes, condensed the scattered consciousness in his brain, and began to explore the cultivation method that belonged to the angel clan.

There are only two cultivation methods in the angel clan, and this one in Chu Fu's mind is the battle body cultivation method, and the entry conditions are very simple, as long as the angel is born from the angel pool, he can cultivate.

The battle body cultivation method is to better condense the holy light, and at the same time use a large amount of holy light to integrate into the body, and gradually strengthen and wash the body, making it easier for oneself to advance, but it also makes it more difficult for the angel clan to integrate into other elements.

However, this also allows the angel clan to master the light element well at the beginning of their new life through the cultivation method, without the cumbersome cultivation like other races.

For two-winged angels with ordinary potential, it often takes a hundred years or even longer to cultivate to the four wings, and it takes more than a thousand years for the four wings to be upgraded to the six wings, as for the eight wings.

... Because there is no one in his memory, Chu Fu also said that he didn't know, and he didn't even understand what ability the eighth order had, the angel in his memory had already gone to the galactic battlefield when he was born more than 200 years ago, and then met Zhu Rong, the main god of the east, on a battlefield somewhere, and then the picture was gone.

However, the original body in his memory was upgraded from two wings to six wings in just one hundred years, and it is worthy of the angel that Zhu Rong said has no less than Ye and the potential, which is really powerful.

Then the original body spent another hundred years, day and night constantly honing combat skills and tactics.

"The longevity seed is really terrifying, and the cultivation time is a hundred years or a thousand years. "As for how long the angel can live, there is no memory of it, so Chu Fu doesn't know, but it shouldn't be low when I think about it, after all, the angel clan was born in the angel pool full of light elements, and the body is just like the light element.

However, the word combat skills inexplicably attracted his attention, the angel clan in his memory is like the ruler of the battlefield, the long sword in his right hand is a symbol of killing, and the round shield on his left arm can block all kinds of deadly killing opportunities.

These skills were not something he was born with, the efforts and hardships behind this ancient soul originally, even Chu Fu, a young man who identified the other party as an enemy, had to respect and sigh with emotion.

However, the strength and powerful physique of this genius Seraphim may have been inherited by him Chu Fu invisibly, but the skills of combat skills and tactics that need to be honed hard, he only has memories and has no ability to use them, and he can't help but look down at his hands.

Raised his hands to the sunlight shining out the window, and turned his palms in the sunlight, "Well, it's very white, very bright, almost like white jade, it's very beautiful." Chu Fu was a little narcissistic and admired himself in a fused state.

"But, the ancient souls have spent hundreds of years honing their combat skills and tactics, and even with these memories, I have never held a sword before. As he spoke, he was a little speechless and put his palms down on his head.

Looking at the figure of the killer in all directions, he who had not been on the battlefield in person, and who had not spent a hundred years honing his swordsmanship and shield skills, was suddenly a little discouraged.

He understands that the reason why the figure in his memory is strong is because he has paid and worked hard, so he is not envious.

Ah, it's so annoying, Chu Fu, who was holding his head with both hands, was a little irritable, he felt that a hundred years was too long for him.

Perhaps the boy didn't realize that after looking at some of his memories, he had already subconsciously sensed that somewhere on the far side of the planet, there was a powerful enemy sleeping that filled him with a sense of urgency.

He desperately wanted to improve himself with great strength, but this morning he was still an ordinary teenager, he seemed a little hesitant, he was different from others, their ancient souls could communicate with the host, and could give the host advice on cultivation.

And his true Ancient Soul Zhu Rong, because of his huge strength and serious injuries, he was sleeping, he could only explore and cultivate alone, and he felt a kind of loneliness.

When the teenager was thinking alone and secretly depressed, there was a middle-aged couple discussing something downstairs in the community.

"Husband, I don't know what happened to our family Chu Fu today, I'm a little worried. Zhang Yunfang said to Chu Zhijiang beside her with a worried expression

"It's okay, Chu Fu is not a child anymore, he is stronger than we imagined, you forgot, the summer vacation after his high school entrance examination, he was lost in the mountains and forests next to us for 2 days, without any food on him, and when we found him, he was weak, and he even smiled and told me that it was okay. Chu Zhijiang seemed to remember something, and his eyes were slightly moist.

"Well, yes, our family Chu Fu is definitely a strong child. Chu Mu, who was reminded of some kind of memory, couldn't hold back her tears, but the look on her face seemed to draw something from it, and it became firm with her words.

"And I don't think anything special has happened, maybe he's gone home now, and I want to talk to him about the ancient soul now. Chu Zhijiang gently wiped away his wife's tears with the back of his hand.

"What are you doing in the corridor, you are an old husband and wife, and you are not ashamed. Zhang Yunfang blushed a little and patted her husband's palm.

"Why, wipe your tears, what are you afraid of what people say, they are all old husbands and wives. In his wife's words, he asked rhetorically in a slightly playful tone.

"Okay, don't make trouble, let's hurry upstairs, I'm still a little worried about Chu Fu." After all, Chu's mother was still a little relieved of her son, and her face was slightly sad.

"Well, good. Looking at the somewhat sad Chu Mu, he was also a little anxious, and as he spoke, the two of them also began to speed up their pace and walk towards their own floor.

Soon arrived at the door of the house, opened the door, Chu Mu looked at a pair of sneakers on the shoe rack, her nervous expression began to ease, and her tone was a little happy, "Chu Fu has come back, I'll go see him." ”

"Okay, go and call him into the drawing-room, and I'll talk to him too. Father Chu, who was also happy, became a little more serious in his expression, and then began to walk towards his living room.

Looking at Father Chu's serious expression, Mother Chu seemed to know his temperament, smiled inadvertently, and then walked to the room where Chu Fu was.

"Knock, knock, knock, son, are you there, open the door, your father asked you to come to the living room. Chu Mu stood at the door of Chu Fu's room and knocked on the door slightly.

Chu Fu, who was in the midst of loss, heard a knock on the door from outside the room, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he said to himself in his heart, "It doesn't matter if you don't have an ancient soul to guide you, don't you have an ancient soul from your parents to guide you." ”

"Coming, coming, Mom, you wait for me. A relaxed, happy smile returned to the boy's face, and his mother's voice gave him new strength, and he walked briskly to the door.

Chu Fu, who opened the door, made Chu's mother stunned for a moment, "Stinky boy, why did you become like this, my mother is almost gone." ”

After speaking, he touched Chu Fu's face and wings with his hand, "Hey, how did your skin become so good, white and slippery, it feels really good, what's going on with these wings, how cool they feel to the touch." ”

Chu Fu, who forgot to cancel the fusion state, was also a little confused, but under the touch of Chu Mu, he quickly came back to his senses, "Mom, don't touch it, the wings will make me feel very itchy." ”

Chu Mu, who put down her wings, then put her hand on his hair, "Hmph, hum, why is the hair so long, like a girl, when are you going to cut it off." ”

Hey, his mother is his mother, so he can't resist, Chu Fu said with some grievances, "Mom, this is a special state, and it will be fine when I lift this state." ”

Saying that, Chu Fu was lifted, and the fusion state of the ancient soul with himself became normal.

Looking at Chu Fu, who had changed back to his original state, Chu Mu suddenly changed back to her usual appearance, and said with confidence, "Stinky boy, you come with me, your father and I want to talk to you about what happened today." ”

As he spoke, he walked in the direction of the living room, and Chu Fu, who was originally a little aggrieved behind him, looked at the back of his mother in front of him, and followed him as a matter of course...