"Shang Xiufang is not here...!"

After sensing for a moment, Chu Feng withdrew his spiritual power, his eyes were filled with coldness, but his heart flashed with a look of surprise.

"Absent?"

Shen Luoyan showed a look of astonishment, and said, "Impossible, General Zhai wanted me to report Shang Xiufang's intelligence three days ago...!" ”

"See the Holy One, Empress...!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in brocade walked up to Chu Feng Shen Luoyan and saluted in a low voice.

This middle-aged man was Zhai Rang, the leader of Wagangzhai back then.

At the beginning, after Chu Feng surrendered to Zhai Rang, the entire Wagangzhai took refuge in the Great Sui and counterattacked other small groups of anti-thief rebels, and after Chu Feng founded the country, he was entrusted with an important task and was a general to protect the country.

Shen Luoyan looked solemn, looked at Zhai Rang, and said in a deep voice: "General Zhai, are you still in this Manqing Garden?" ”

Zhai Rang immediately said: "Everyone is still under our surveillance...... ”

Before his words fell, Chu Feng waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go, you take us to Shang everyone's room...!" ”

"Yes...!" Zhai Rang hurriedly led the way.

Soon, an exquisite room came into view.

When I knocked on the door, I saw a woman sitting between the dressers, her delicate and beautiful face printed in a bronze mirror.

"Everyone, the saint and the queen are here, don't you hurry up and salute...!" Zhai Rang shouted.

The woman turned around, and sure enough, it was Shang Xiufang's appearance, but Chu Feng's spirit clearly sensed that this woman was definitely not the real Shang Xiufang.

"You are not Shang Xiufang, is it true that Shang Xiufang has returned to Cihang to worship the fast?"

Chu Feng asked lightly.

He has seen Shang Xiufang, and he has even peeked into Shang Xiufang's true identity with his spirit, and knows that he is another successor of Cihang Jingzhai.

And the woman in front of her is a different person, completely different from Shang Xiufang.

He knows that the appearance can change, but the spirit is extremely difficult to change.

Just like his disguise technique and the great method of tightening muscles and bones, he can easily change into the appearance of most men, but once he has a spiritual master, he can immediately find the flaws.

This kind of spiritual master is already an extraordinary existence, his mind is extremely sharp, and he can recognize the breath with his spirit, as long as he has met a person, he will not be wrong at all, and it is even more difficult to fool them.

Chu Feng is naturally a spiritual master, and if he locks his soul for thousands of miles, it is useless to change a thousand faces, so he can see through this woman's emptiness and reality at a glance.

"Why did the Holy Lord say this, I am Shang Xiufang...!" The woman looked puzzled and looked at Chu Feng suspiciously.

"You still dare to pretend to be garlic ......!"

Chu Feng sneered, flicked his fingers, and a burst of strength flew out, "I want to see what kind of demon you are...!" ”

The energy flew out and turned into an air blade, directly cutting the woman's throat.

Blood spilled all over the room, and the two people around him were a little stunned, obviously not expecting Chu Feng to kill people directly.

It's just that when they looked at the woman again, their complexion changed slightly, because the woman's appearance had changed greatly, and it was not Shang Xiufang's appearance at all, but a middle-aged woman with a plain appearance.

"This...!" Shen Luoyan Zhai was speechless for a while.

"Is it true that Shang Xiufang has returned to Cihang Jingzhai?"

Chu Feng nodded: "It should be true, fortunately, I still have a back hand, otherwise, I really can't find the mountain gate of Cihang Jingzhai......

As early as when he opened the ancestral aperture, he planted his own spiritual imprint on Shi Feixuan.

With his ability to chase souls for thousands of miles, even if the two are thousands of miles apart, he can also find Concubine Xuan with the spiritual sense in the dark, and then find the location of Cihang Jingzhai.

"Let's go...!"

During the stroll, the three of them had already left Manqing Garden.

……

Sitting on the dragon chair, Chu Feng opened his eyes, and the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique unfolded, wanting to see the convergence node of heaven and earth's luck, this node may be where Cihang Jingzhai is located.

And sitting on the dragon chair can increase the power of his Heavenly Son Qi Technique by half a point.

"It's in the southwest...!"

Chu Feng's eyes shone brightly, as if the eye of the God Emperor had penetrated the Three Realms, and all the changes in qi were clearly understood and understood.

The world is so big, even Chu Feng's ability can no longer lock the soul for thousands of miles in such a large area, so he must first use the means of looking at qi to determine the general direction, and then accurately pursue it with the soul locking for thousands of miles.

Chu Feng closed his eyes slightly.

In the ancestral aperture, the aura of nature flickered, and the whole person had entered the supreme spiritual realm in the underworld, and began to sense the breath of the spirit remotely.

The Qi Sect has the ability to lock the soul for thousands of miles, and a wisp of breath spirit starts, even if it goes to the heavens and the earth, and goes down to the netherworld, it will not want to escape!

At this moment, Chu Feng's spirit seemed to be infinitely magnified, and he came to the southwest mountains, looking down on all beings indifferently like a god, and even found the wisp he wanted from the dense qi, and traced it all the way down to the source.

A scene suddenly appeared in front of Fang Ming:

In the solemn Buddha hall, a young woman wearing a cyan robe, picturesque eyebrows, and skin that was better than snow suddenly frowned, and the chanting sound in her mouth suddenly stopped.

"Concubine Xuan, what's wrong...?" The female nun in Tsing Yi on the side said with concern.

"I'm a little restless, I always feel like something big is about to happen......

Fan Qinghui immediately had a solemn face: "I also had a feeling of whim just now, it seems that our enemy is about to find ......!" ”

"Let's go... Let's go to the main hall to discuss things...! ”

……

The depths of the mountains.

The sea of clouds is continuous, the mist is shrouded, and occasionally the spirit ape can be seen picking fruits, and the cranes are singing, which is really a good fairy atmosphere.

"Home is in this mountain, and I don't know where the clouds are!"

Chu Feng was dressed in a green-clothed warrior uniform, standing on the mountain road of Emperor Stepping Peak with his hands in his hands, looking at the stone plaques on both sides, and couldn't help but smile: "Come to me today, this 'Emperor Stepping Peak' is worthy of its name!" ”

After seven days, he finally found exactly where Cihang Jingzhai was.

Shen Luoyan was wearing a military uniform, with a heroic posture, looking in all directions, and said with emotion: "The saint said it well...!" ”

Behind Shen Luoyan, there is a team of hundreds of people, all of whom are elite players of the Great Song Dynasty, and all of them are first-class in martial arts.

The mountains and forests here are difficult to travel, and it is naturally impossible to lead ordinary troops to come, and mobilizing the elite to exterminate is the best way.

"Where is Fan Qinghui? Emperor Song came to worship the mountain!! Don't hurry up and open the mountain gate to welcome the holy car! ”

A bewitching woman with a light veil covering her face walked out and let out a long roar.

But it was Zhu Yuyan.

Destroying Cihang and fasting, she is responsible.

The sound waves surged, spread far away, resounded back and forth in the valley, and even shook the clouds in the sky.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like there was only a moment.

Bang!

Bang!

The main building of Cihang Jingzhai roared.

At the entrance position, a wooden door with a heavy jujube red and a lotus pattern knocker on the door opens.

After passing through the sevenfold gate, Chu Feng, Shen Luoyan and other masters walked for a long time before they came to a large square.

In the distance in the middle of the jungle is a towering minaret. The sound of chanting wafted from the main hall on the front, the Cihang Hall.

"Poor nuns are always good, I don't know if Emperor Song is coming, what are you doing?"

An old nun with a calm face and unwavering eyes that seemed to be boring came out and saluted Chu Feng.

"Nature is here to kill!"

Chu Feng flicked his fingers, his strength was like a knife, and the knife qi swept across, Chang Shanni's head immediately fell and rolled on the ground a few times.

The plasma gushed out, and this piece of Buddhism was dyed into a Shura field in an instant.

The woman's screaming voice came faintly, and more than a dozen nuns and many masters emerged from the Cihang Palace.

"Emperor Song!"

Fan Qinghui's figure slowly walked out of the main hall.

She seems to be in her thirties, but her plain jade face gives people a sense of the vicissitudes of life that she can see all the world, and there is no longer and cannot be anything that makes her happy.

The bald head with green silk is particularly emphasized that her face is clear and distinct, like the undulating outline of the beautiful mountains and rivers, which makes people forget the mundane, as if she thinks of other worldly things, which is a great disrespect to her.

She looked at Chu Feng with a calm gaze: "Emperor Song is finally here!" ”

"Not bad! I'm coming! Specially here to destroy the door! ”