"Mr. Ouyang, your kindness Chen Feng will definitely remember it!" Chen Feng said with red eyes.

Lu Xiaolong stepped forward to remind: "When Mr. Ouyang died, he left his last words saying that please take care of his son......"

"It should. Chen Feng said to himself, no matter what Ouyang Bo's intentions were to help Chen Feng, he had risked his life now, and Chen Feng should take care of his son.

Lao Tzu had already fled, he had eaten the half-finished elixir of life, speaking of which, the blood of the dragon turtle plus the elixir of the smelting of the extraterrestrial elements was definitely stronger than the blood of a single phoenix. Therefore, although Lao Tzu will not live forever, he will also get a lot of benefits. Needless to say, he recovered quickly. What's more, maybe his martial arts will also improve.

However, Chen Feng is not afraid of him, the two of them also have many magical skills, but they take different paths. Who wins or who wins depends on the performance on the spot.

"Let's go back to Dongsheng City first. Chen Feng proposed, it must be futile to find Lao Tzu now, and without the help of the spirit of the treasure book, it is too difficult to find someone.

Lao Tzu will definitely not give up, at least he will take back the phoenix blood on Chen Feng's body, so if Chen Feng doesn't go to him, he will take the initiative to come to the door.

It's better to put this matter aside and take care of the rest.

Chen Feng and the others took Ouyang Bo's body back to the city, and happened to meet the white-haired old man and his party on the way. The white-haired old man, Miyamoto Tuanzang, Long Xiangtian, Shangguan Batu and Yuan Chenggang, they finally suppressed the blood boiling, and immediately dragged their tired bodies over, wanting to see if they could help.

When they saw Chen Feng who was at the forefront, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little Brother Chen, are you alright?" the white-haired old man was the first to ask.

Chen Feng nodded: "The blood of the phoenix has been integrated into my body, and I am already fine, but Mr. Ouyang sacrificed to save me......"

The mood of everyone fell again, and the white-haired old man asked again, "How is Lao Tzu?"

"Or he escaped, presumably he will come back. I already have a plan for this matter, and then we will discuss it slowly, and let's go see the injured first. Chen Feng proposed.

Everyone rushed back to Dongsheng City, and the sky began to brighten at this moment. The only flaw is Ouyang Bo's death.

Fortunately, the others are fine, Zhang Nianshan, Tang Yan, Zheng Nanjin and Wu Tian's injuries are a little serious, and after Chen Feng's personal diagnosis and treatment, there is basically no major problem.

In the Five Peaks Sect, most of them were affected by Wan Dao Sen Luo, the dead could not be saved, and the people who did not die were basically not injured, and they only needed to recuperate for a few days to recuperate physically and mentally.

Only Chi Feng and Tan Jingyun were seriously injured, and Chen Feng rescued them, which also saved their lives, and they will eventually recover in time.

The aftermath of Dongsheng City was the responsibility of the imperial court. Those who are killed or injured will also be communicated and dealt with by the imperial court.

But Chen Feng still stayed in Dongsheng City for three days to mourn the dead. In these three days, the fact that Lao Tzu was seriously injured and repelled also spread all over the country, and the headlines of Jianghu Daily reported several times in a row. Maybe ordinary people don't feel anything, but for the entire martial arts, it is definitely the most important thing in recent years.

Three days later, Chen Feng set off to return to Beijing, and Zhang Nianshan and others were able to walk on their own, but they couldn't use force yet, and they would have to recuperate for a few months after they returned.

The people of the Wufeng faction said goodbye and left, and they wanted to go back to Wufeng Mountain to cultivate well.

The white-haired old man and the yellow-shirted woman also said goodbye to everyone outside Dongsheng City, Ouyang Bo's body had been cremated, and the ashes were taken to the ancient tomb by the yellow-shirted woman and handed over to Ouyang Fu for safekeeping.

Chen Feng can't keep the two of them, they are already a lot of age, and they still have to fight desperately, and it's too difficult for the second elder. Although they didn't complain, they must have spent a lot of energy in this battle, and they could have lived a few more years in peace, but now they can't say for sure.

Chen Feng's own strength has improved, and it is naturally the best not to work the second elder. Waving goodbye to the second elder, looking at their figures floating away, Chen Feng couldn't help but ask: "Sect Leader Zhang, your father's age is probably one hundred and fifty or sixty years old, right?"

Zhang Nianshan said with a smile: "My father gave birth to me in the year of the Mandate of Heaven, and now I am already in my old age, how old do you say my father is?"

His age is already eighty or ninety years old, and the white-haired old man gave birth to him when he was in his fifties, so the age of the white-haired old man is not difficult to calculate.

It is already remarkable that ordinary people can live to be 100 years old, and those who can live to 120 are almost the longest-lived people, and there are few people like the white-haired old man and the woman in the yellow shirt, ancient and modern. The white-haired old man's wife had passed away a long time ago, and he had lived alone for decades, so who could understand that kind of loneliness? So after seeing the old friend of the woman in the yellow shirt, he naturally had endless words.

No matter what kind of feelings are between the two elders, this kind of friendship that has lasted for a hundred years, no one can understand it, and what do outsiders have to say?

Chen Feng and his party were ready to hit the road, and not long after driving the horse, a fast horse came after them.

"Chen Daxia go slowly!" The person who came was Chang Lin, the leader of the Changsheng Gang.

Chen Feng stopped his horse and asked suspiciously: "What do you think of the Chang Gang Master?"

Chang Lin hurriedly dismounted, and knelt on the ground with a "poof": "Please accept me as an apprentice!"

Chen Feng's face trembled, this Chang Lin Shao is also in his forties, and he is the leader of a gang, he still wants to learn from a teacher, and he is not afraid of being laughed at when he spreads out?

But seriously, even if this matter spreads, no one will laugh at Chang Lin. Not to mention Chang Lin, even the peak masters such as Long Xiangtian, Shangguan Batu and Yuan Chenggang around Chen Feng are all a little impatient and want to ask Chen Feng for advice.

The Spirit of the Treasure Book had instilled all the martial arts in the world into his memory. It's just that without the spirit of the treasure book, if there is a new martial art in the future, Chen Feng will not be able to know about it.

But this is just a small thing, and the existing martial arts alone are enough. Although Chen Feng doesn't learn it himself, he can also teach it to others.

Chang Lin didn't contribute much in this battle, but at least he put his heart into it. What's more, Chen Feng borrowed the venue of the Changsheng Gang, so he should also express it.

"Chang help the master, and the apprentices will be exempted. You can use your best tricks, and I'll show you how. Chen Feng said.

Chang Lin couldn't help but be overjoyed, quickly got up from the ground, and then showed his boxing technique, and said while playing boxing: "This is the Changsheng Gang's winning boxing method, and we beat Dongsheng's invincible opponents......"

Hearing these words, Zhang Nianshan and the others couldn't help laughing. To be honest, Changsheng Boxing is ordinary, and it can't get into the eyes of these peak masters at all......