Chapter 63 Homecoming

In the space of the left eye, a pattern scene appeared, vivid and vivid, and vividly on the paper, the evolution of several patterns in that area showed a somewhat mysterious artistic conception.

The imagery he picked up was also slightly incomplete and vague. Although it could not constitute a complete one-shot sacred martial arts, the profound meaning contained in it was also better than the general top martial arts.

With the wind!

Zhao Feng saw the name of the residual type represented under the pattern.

This style is exactly the remnant style of the sacred martial arts that Zhao Linlong performed before, but he only touched some fur.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Feng opened his left eye and captured the second pattern change.

The change of the pattern in the second paragraph is more complicated, and the impact of the artistic conception is stronger.

The second type, the tornado type!

Zhao Feng successfully captured the changing mood of this pattern into the space of his left eye, and a wave of tiredness came to his mind.

The more complicated and deeper the scene captured by the left eye, the greater the consumption of his mental power.

The third type, the residual wind type!

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and held it up, and captured the changes in the pattern of the third stone wall into the space of his left eye.

This third formula is more complicated than the second formula, and it is more difficult to ingest.

At this time, the tiredness in my mind became stronger and stronger.

Zhao Feng had a cold sweat on his forehead, and he felt weak.

With his next energy, he wanted to capture the pattern of the fourth style, "Gale Style", but he was a little powerless.

call!

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and activated the "Ling Du Qi Jue", seize the time and regain his energy.

Outside the stone gate, the martial arts inner strength of the three Zhao clan elders continued to infuse, and they could only support a total of thirty breaths.

There is less and less time left for him.

Ten breaths...fifteen breaths...twenty breaths...

Seeing that time is approaching the upper limit.

The three elders outside the stone gate gradually became unsupportive.

Twenty-five breaths... Twenty-six breaths... Twenty-seven breaths...

Zhao Feng's breathing gradually became rapid.

At this time, the fatigue from the mind eased slightly.

The last two or three breaths are left.

Gale!

Zhao Feng suddenly opened his left eye, and the surface of his pupil floated a layer of lustrous lustre, capturing the artistic conception of the fourth pattern.

boom-

In the next moment, his consciousness was submerged by a raging fire and wind, and the whole body felt a burning pain.

The violent impact of the strong wind seems to be able to destroy everything, and wherever it passes, it burns, explodes, and engulfs it...

"Is this still the power that a martial artist can achieve?"

Zhao Feng's heart trembled, his mouth was dry, and the water in his whole body seemed to be evaporated to dryness.

But in the real reality, he was not hurt in any way, just a shock of artistic conception.

Swish!

The fourth segment of the pattern representing "Gale Style" is taken into the left eye space.

done!

Zhao Feng was physically and mentally exhausted, and he fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time, the three elders outside Shimen withdrew their martial arts inner strength.

hum!

The pattern on the stone wall of the room returned to a dead silence, dark and without any artistic conception at all.

"How, how did you understand it?"

When Zhao Feng walked out of the third floor, Zhao Yusong and the other three elders asked aloud.

comprehend?

Zhao Feng was startled, he entered the third floor, but he really didn't understand it.

"Don't be discouraged, what is left here is only the remnants of holy martial arts, and it is vague. The geniuses who have entered the third floor of the past dynasties have basically gained nothing."

Zhao Yusong smiled and comforted.

Zhao Feng didn't realize anything, so they were not surprised.

"Yes, even if you barely comprehend a little bit of fur, it's not as real as a top martial arts."

Another elder nodded.

For a long time, the third floor of Xuanwu Pavilion was closed to the public for two reasons:

First, each time it is turned on, it requires three elders to consume vitality, the price is very difficult, and it can only last for thirty breaths.

Second, the sage-rank martial arts are vague, and some geniuses can only touch a little bit of fur at most.

Thirty breaths are too short, and it is difficult for any genius of the same generation to comprehend the essence from the incomplete and vague scene of the stone wall.

"There are a few elders to worry about."

Zhao Feng had a smile on his face, not the slightest disappointment or discouragement.

Yes, in thirty breaths, he really did not realize anything.

But he took four of the pattern scenes completely into the left eye space and made them his own.

After returning home.

Zhao Feng closed his eyes and first meditated to recover his energy.

After he was full of energy, he began to comprehend the four holy-grade remnants in his mind.

The four pattern scenes are not complete holy moves, they are incomplete and vague.

Even so, Zhao Feng was quite hindered when he realized it.

Among them, the first style and the second style are not as difficult as the young girl's Xuanfeng Palm.

But the third style is almost on par with Xuanfeng Palm.

The fourth style, "Gale Style", is full of the mood of destruction and raging, powerful and terrifying, even if it is a disabled style, the power is shocking, beyond the limit of power that can be possessed by individual human beings...

Initial understanding for a long time.

Zhao Feng let out a long breath and shook his head.

Of these four sage-rank martial arts stunts, only the first one, "Following the Wind", he can take a little bit of enlightenment.

However, with just one incomplete holy move, even if you fully comprehend it, the overall improvement in strength is far less than a complete set of top-level martial arts.

Because the first move, "Flying with the Wind", is only used for assistance, not an attacking move.

In view of this, Zhao Feng did not forcefully comprehend these few tricks of the sacred martial arts.

However, he still has an intuition. These four sage martial arts skills are not very effective at present, but one day in the future, they may have a great effect.

The next morning, Zhao Feng returned to Qingye Town with his parents according to the original plan.

In two days, he will leave Yuyang City and head to Guangling County, thousands of miles away.

"In the blink of an eye, I've been in the Zhao family for almost a year."

Zhao Feng couldn't help sighing.

When he first entered the Zhao family, he was only a martial disciple of the first level of martial arts.

In less than a year, he advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the sixth level of martial arts.

"With your current age and cultivation base, returning to Qingye Town is considered a homecoming."

Father Zhao Tianyang said with a smile.

Parents are extremely proud of their son's performance.

The Zhao family in Qingye Town is very small, with a population of about a hundred.

The head of the clan, Zhao Kaiyuan, is a fourth-level martial artist who is already in his sixties.

In addition, the entire Zhao family, with the highest cultivation base, are all third-level martial disciples, and they are still young and middle-aged.

Upon hearing the news of Zhao Feng's return, Patriarch Zhao Kaiyuan came out to greet him in person and was extremely eager.

Back then, Zhao Feng was also the first genius of the Zhao family in Qingye Town.

Today, he has lived up to expectations, returned home in fine clothes, attracted the attention of the audience, and returned as a hero.

A group of several people entered the branch's pavilion.

The houses here are not as luxurious as the Zhao family, many of which are in disrepair, partially dilapidated and somewhat shabby.

"Feng'er's achievements today far exceeded my expectations."

Zhao Kaiyuan couldn't help but sigh.

In just one year, Zhao Feng reached the fifth level of cultivation, and he was already the first person in the branch.

This was unexpected for everyone.

According to past experience, most of the teenagers who were recommended to Zhao's own clan were mostly mediocre, but after a while, they were beaten back by their own clan.

In fact, when Zhao Feng was recommended to go to Yuyang City, Zhao Kaiyuan and other elders did not have much hope.

Knowing the truth, Zhao Feng was stunned for a while.

The elders of Qingye Town, who had feelings for them, never thought that they would be able to make a name for themselves in the Zhao clan, and even prepared to be "beaten back to the clan".

Just as several people were talking, there was a commotion outside Zhao's house.

Immediately, there was another scattered sound of fighting, accompanied by screams.

what happened?

Zhao Feng frowned, and the conversation of several people in the room was also interrupted.

"Patriarch, the people of the Liu family, have come to the door to ask for trouble again."

A few young people from the Zhao family with blue noses and swollen faces rushed in.

"No reason!"

Patriarch Zhao Kaiyuan suddenly stood up with an angry face.

"The Liu family?"

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed fiercely.

He was born in Qingye Town since he was a child, and he is very familiar with the "Liu Family".

In the past ten years, the Liu family has risen rapidly, and its power has expanded rapidly. As early as two years ago, it was already the first family in Qingye Town.

Although Qingye Zhenyuan could not be compared with Yuyang City, the number one force in the town should not be underestimated.

Zhao Feng remembered that when he left a year ago, it was rumored that the Liu family had two or three martial arts 5th-level powerhouses.

"In the past year, the Liu family has quickly annexed the properties of some family powers. Now they are interested in a mine that my Zhao family makes a living, and they want to buy it for 3,000 taels of silver."

Zhao Kaiyuan's voice was full of anger and hatred, but his face was also sad.

"Hehe, the Liu family is so brave!"

Zhao Feng sneered, stood up, and headed out the door.

"Feng'er, don't be impulsive. The power of the Liu family is not as simple as it seems. In the past year, the Liu family has given birth to a sixth-level powerhouse..."

Patriarch Zhao Kaiyuan exclaimed and hurriedly stopped.

Although Zhao Feng's strength is strong, but he is only alone, how can he fight against the Liu family who is so powerful now?

In the Liu family, there are more than a dozen martial artists.

Among them, there are two in the fifth level of martial arts.

The most terrifying thing is that in recent years, a sixth-level powerhouse has been born to intimidate Qingye Town, making other family forces dare not speak out.

Furious Dragon Fist!

At the door of the Zhao family branch, Zhao Feng punched a Liu family martial artist.

"This guy is actually a fifth-layer martial artist, let's go together."

The Liu family, the first warrior, shouted in surprise.

A group of people licked their mouths fiercely, swarmed up, and rushed towards Zhao Feng.

"Quickly support Feng'er."

Zhao Kaiyuan and Zhao Tianyang exclaimed.

The scene was chaotic.

"Don't go to anyone, I'm alone."

Zhao Feng shouted in surprise from the crowd.

bang bang bang-

He flew and kicked several Qiu family thugs.

Zhao Feng faced the siege of more than a dozen people by himself, calmly, and all the Liu family thugs who approached him screamed and fell to the ground. Among them, a few fierce people even lacked arms and broken legs.

Catch the thief first catch the king!

Zhao Feng left a few afterimages on the spot, and quickly knocked down the two or three leading warriors one by one.

"Ah..."

"Forgive your life! Your son, spare your life!"

At the door of the Zhao family branch, the Liu family and a group of people turned their backs on their horses, and the dust was flying.

The Zhao family has only one person.

The young man's standing figure, in the dust and chaotic screams, is even more heroic and tall.

"Hahaha……"

The people of the Zhao family laughed out loud and cheered people's hearts.

A group of Liu family martial artists and apprentices returned in embarrassment.

Zhao Feng shook his head, these people are really not enough.

"Then the Liu family, I'm afraid they won't let it go, we have to take precautions?"

The head of the family, Zhao Kaiyuan, was worried and a little uneasy.

In any case, the Liu family is the number one force in Qingye Town, and its power is nearly ten times stronger than that of the Zhao family.

Prevention?

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, and said abruptly, "Why do we need to guard against it? Why don't we go directly to Liu's house."