Lu Feng clenched his teeth, held his head in his hands, his face was hideous, let out a low roar, and kept rolling on the bed. It wasn't until a long time later that the pain in his head slowly eased, Lu Feng put down his hands, didn't care about the cold sweat on his face, and stared blankly at the roof.

Out of thin air, there was a golden book and another item in his mind, as if he was a part of Lu Feng's body, silently experiencing the contents, a few big characters on the cover of the book, the light flashed, "Nine Heavens Xuanxing Jue" What kind of trick is this? A brief introduction to another item also appeared in his mind, "Yin Tianxi" is obviously the name of that item, and the so-called simplicity is only these three words.

Lu Feng was puzzled in his heart: "This Yin Tianxi and books appear in his mind together, obviously belong to one thing, whether it is a book or a "Yin Tianxi", it is definitely not a mortal thing, why is it not introduced in detail?" "Got out of bed and picked up the wooden box, with the departure of the "Yin Tianxi", the golden light in the room disappeared, and the wooden box that was opened at this time still emitted a faint blue light, and the whole room was suddenly filled with light blue light, warm and soft.

Holding the wooden box, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel a burst of affection in his heart, and couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that this is the treasure to recognize the owner? After the immortal treasure is recognized, it can be put into the body to be warmed, obviously this wooden box and Yin Tianxi also belong to a set of existences.

Lu Feng put away the wooden box, closed his eyes and felt the "Seal of the Heavens" in his mind, but found that he had entered a closed space, with no matter around, only the Seal of the Seals above his head was suspended, emitting a warm light. There was a realization in my heart that this should be my own spiritual world.

Just after Yin Tianxi disappeared into Lu Feng's mind, the old man in Mai, who was flying or shuttling rapidly, suddenly stopped, his eyes shot a sharp light, and muttered: "The breath suddenly disappeared, could it be that someone took the lead?" Impossible, appearing in the west, I didn't feel the breath of other people, who else could be faster than me?"

Then he groaned slightly, and continued to rush away in the direction of his pre-perception.

The rest of the powerful people who were rushing to the west were also stunned for a moment, and then continued to speed up.

Lu Feng didn't know that due to the birth of Yin Tianxi, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was shocked, and there were already many great powers that were rushing towards his place, but fortunately they were stopped in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Lu Feng temporarily let go of the matter of Yin Tianxi, and when he remembered the dream he had achieved, his heart tingled. But he still cheered up and dealt with his father's funeral.

Lu Feng buried Lu Tianming next to his mother's grave behind the villa, and then added his father's portrait and tablet to the ancestral hall.

Two simple but expressive portraits were hung in the silent ancestral hall, Lu Feng looked at the two portraits quietly, slowly incense, and thought in his heart: "Father, if you go well, I will definitely avenge you." Then he resolutely turned around and walked out.

The broken hall had already been repaired, but it did not have the solemn and solemn momentum of the past, as if Lu Tianming's departure had taken away the spirit of Fengjian Villa.

Lu Feng sat quietly on the main seat, his eyes were blank, floating and looking somewhere, he hadn't seen movement for a long time, as if he had left his soul.

Laifu came to the hall to look at the state of the young master, and he was also sad. But he still said loudly: "Young master, do you need to call the old slave over?"

Lu Feng retracted his gaze and said slowly: "Uncle Laifu, in the future, the Sword Mountain Villa will be sealed, and the rivers and lakes will be retired, and you will manage it."

Laifu's face changed and said, "Young master, this ,......."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Feng, and he heard Lu Feng continue: "I have decided, you don't have to say anything else, the revenge of killing your father is not shared." Since the other party is an immortal cultivator, then I will also go to cultivate immortals, there is no time for cultivating immortals, and in the future, although this property is still in my name, your family can always live here. It's just that you have to take care of my parents' graves and tablets at all times, and I will come back one day."

Laifu still shed tears when he heard this, he watched the young master from babbling to a talent today. The relationship between the two is actually deep and abnormal. Thinking that the young master might not come back in his lifetime, he felt heartache.

Laifu Lao said with tears: "Young master, where is the immortal so easy to cultivate." But he can't say anything else, the young master is going to avenge the master, he can't help but can't pull his back.

Lu Feng looked at the old tearful blessing, and his heart was also full of emotion.

"Uncle Laifu, although you and I are called master and servant, we are like father and son, there are some things that don't need to be said, I have made up my mind" Lu Feng said firmly.

Laifu wiped away his tears and whimpered, "Young Master, when are you going to leave, do you need me to prepare?"

Lu Feng's eyes were also red, and he said: "Just prepare a few ordinary clothes and dry food on the road."

Laifu suddenly thought of something and said, "Young Master, what about your marriage contract with Meng Yueyao, the dreamer of Qingxi City?"

Lu Feng was silent for a while and said, "I will go to Qingxi City to find Yueyao and make it clear to her." Lu Feng and Meng Yueyao were childhood sweethearts and grew up together, and the two families were both martial arts giants, and they were good friends.

The two have had a deep relationship since childhood, and the two adults have decided to be close to each other when they look at them.

Although he was going to cultivate immortals, he was unwilling to let go of Meng Yueyao, and the time the two spent together kept coming to Lu Feng's mind, and he couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart. The fact that someone loved one is in itself a thing to be happy about.

Lu Feng didn't stay long, after explaining the matter, he finally took a look at the home where he and his father had lived for fifteen years, then said goodbye to the old housekeeper, and resolutely embarked on the road of seeking immortals. Without his father's protection, he will have to go on his own in the future. He will definitely not disappoint his father, he has always believed in it!

Laifu stood alone in front of the villa, looking at the young master's resolute back and tears in his eyes.

At this time, Fengjian Villa lost its former glory, lost its great master, and lost its original inheritance. Only many pavilions and pavilions were left, and they were left to be blown away by the wind and rain.

Out of Fengjian Villa, Lu Feng went to the City Lord's Mansion to inquire about the situation first according to the previous plan, and saw if the City Lord knew who did it. After all, Fengjian Villa belongs to the jurisdiction of Qingjing City, and his father's skills have reached the realm of the Great Grandmaster, and he is also well-known in the main city within a radius of thousands of miles, and he also has a small friendship with the city lord.

After entering Qingjing City, he went straight to the City Lord's Mansion and said to a guard guarding the door: "Trouble to report, Lu Feng of Fengjian Villa asks to see the City Lord."

The guard was about to be reprimanded, how could the city lord be an immortal who could be seen by any cat or dog? But after hearing that it was the Fengjian Villa, he looked at Lu Feng and said, "Son, wait a minute, I'll go and report it."

After a while, the guard came out and said to Lu Feng, "The city lord told you to go in."

Lu Feng thanked him and slowly came to the sixth floor, only to see the door open, and after a middle-aged man sat on the coffee table in the house, Lu Feng stepped forward and bowed down with his fists and said, "Meet the city lord."

The middle-aged man nodded expressionlessly and said, "I already know what happened to you in the Sword Sealing Villa, but it is not within my ability, I hope you can understand."

Lu Feng nodded and said, "The kid understands, but I don't know if the city lord denies those two?"

The middle-aged city lord said: "Those two people have cultivated far more than me, I sent a message to the sect to inquire, and the sect replied unknown."

Lu Feng's pupils shrank, and he really couldn't imagine that the strength of those two people was so strong.

"The kid wants to go to Huang Qingzong to practice, and I hope the city lord will recommend him," Lu Feng said sincerely. Because every five years, someone from Huang Qingzong would come to various places to collect disciples, and it would be handled by the city lords' mansions. When Lu Feng was ten years old, he came to the City Lord's Mansion to test his qualifications, and at that time, he tested the purple qualifications, which was a sensation. It's just that he was too young back then, and Lu Tian clearly knew that the cultivation realm was extremely cruel, so he rejected Huang Qingzong's ardent expectations and said that he would wait until he was a little older.

The middle-aged city lord frowned slightly, and said in silence: "Although the time has not yet come, you are a purple qualification, you can go by yourself, and this seat can then transmit the sect, but it is not yet the age limit, you need to participate in the trial to pass."

Lu Feng nodded, clenched his fists, and bowed again: "Thank you City Lord, the kid is retiring."

The scorching sun hung high, the blazing sun baked the earth, the mist steamed, and it seemed that even the space was distorted.

The diffuse mist slightly affected his vision, Lu Feng's heart was not anxious, his heart was calm and naturally cool, there was no dirt in a white robe, and there was no expression on his white face to be calm and calm, although after several days of hurrying, his eyes were still not tired.

He had already figured out how to follow his own path, and the death of his father made his experienced state of mind more calm. The treasures hidden by his father, Lu Feng knows, that is, after Lu Feng joined the Huang Qing Sect, Lu Tianming was going to give them to the people in power in the sect, hoping to accept Lu Feng as a disciple, in fact, where did Lu Feng know, with his purple qualifications, how could he need these things?

After going to say goodbye to Meng Yueyao, he will embark on the road of seeking immortals. But he didn't know that at this time, something was happening in Qingxi City that made him feel painful.

We pushed back the time to when Daokong and Xuan Qingzi left the Sealed Sword Villa and arrived at Qingxi City.

The two streams of light in the sky passed quickly, and it was at this time that Daokong and Xuan Qingzi reached the boundary of Qingxi City.

Although it has been a long time since they went out to look for the fire phoenix young bird, the two of them did not show any impatience, Daokong was dressed in a purple embroidered robe, his face was like a crown of jade, and his eyes were bright and clear. A year's rush did not make it embarrassed in the slightest, like a speck of dust missing from a brand-new robe. The aura emanating from the whole body makes it impossible for the dust to get close, even if it can resist a "dust cleansing technique" when it gets close?

A leisurely and melodious sound seemed to penetrate the space and reach the ears of the two in the air.

Daokong looked at the sound of the qin, and in the small pavilion on the top of the mountain not far away, there was a beautiful woman stroking the qin, and a little maid about ten years old was serving on the left and right.

Daokong's eyes lit up, and he saw that the woman was about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a pale pink silk dress, and the white belt tightly bound the slender waist, as if she could hold it with one hand, and the finely made belt tied a big bow behind her. He sat upright on the stone bench of the small pavilion, his hands flicked continuously, and his white and slender hands were like a fine work of art. The chest is soft like an inverted jade bowl, the curve is convex, and the slender waist makes the curve suddenly restrained, and because of sitting on the stone bench, the hip curve is slightly exaggerated to both sides, outlining a reverie and moving curve. The woman is already in the middle of nowhere, her face is exquisite, although she still looks a little immature, but it is not difficult to see how beautiful and fragrant she is after maturity, and her bright eyes seem to be covered with a layer of mist at all times, bright and gentle. The long hair coil and the top of the head are combed into the most popular girly bun at the moment. The eyebrows are like a crescent moon, Joan's nose is erect, and her lips are ruddy. A white hosta is placed diagonally on the head, adding a bit of charm to it.