"See? This is the base camp of us cultivators, a paradise that ordinary mortals can never come into contact with."
Inside the barrier, Cheng Cheng looked at Feng Hao. She raised her head, placed her hands on her waist, and pouted. She looked very confident, like a proud peacock.
Although the Cheng family's paradise couldn't compare to the Zhou family's towering stone mountains and dense spiritual energy, it was still a majestic ancient city.
"The PM2.5 outside is off the charts. The oxygen content here can probably make an ordinary person drunk."
Feng Hao chuckled. The air inside was so fresh that all the cells in his body were cheering.
The inside and outside of the barrier were two completely different worlds. It was no wonder that Cheng Cheng's temperament was so extraordinary. It must have something to do with the water and soil inside the barrier.
Each place nurtured its own people.
"That's for sure. Society needs to develop, and the times are advancing. The industrial waste water and gas pollution are too serious … But our paradise has been isolated from the outside world for thousands of years. It occupies a branch of the dragon vein, and the spiritual energy is rich in oxygen. What do you think? You didn't expect this, did you? "
Cheng Cheng couldn't stop smiling. Her eyes turned into crescent moons, looking very charming and full of youthful vigor.
"Who is he?"
Cheng Cheng and Feng Hao were chatting and laughing when someone suddenly shouted at the city gate. The two of them were stopped.
The person who stopped them was a young man in his twenties. He looked like a little fresh meat with fair skin, but his expression was very ugly.
As a cultivator, he spent most of his time cultivating. The people he came into contact with were also members of the family. He was very straightforward, and his emotions were vividly expressed on his face.
Cheng Cheng was stopped by the young man. A trace of anger appeared on her beautiful face. She said coldly, "Cheng Han, who is he? Why do you care? Get out of my way, or don't blame me for being impolite. "
She was very domineering. She was completely different from the innocent and smiling girl before. Feng Hao smiled bitterly as he watched from the side.
However, he didn't interfere. He looked on with interest. It seemed that this little fresh meat had some feelings for Cheng Cheng.
"Why can't I care? I'm the clan's patrol, and I have the authority to interrogate any outsider who enters the clan's ancient city. Besides … I have to stop the man you brought back. "
The little fresh meat's face was flushed and he was extremely agitated. When he looked at Feng Hao, there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes as well as jealousy.
"Hmm?"
Feng Hao frowned slightly. Although he had lost his cultivation base, he was still very sensitive to killing intent. That was an intuition he had developed from his experiences on the Martial Heaven Continent and the True Martial Continent.
The little fresh meat actually took two steps back when Feng Hao's gaze landed on him. A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. He had actually felt fear just now.
"I'll bring him to see the clan elder. Cheng Han, get out of my way!"
Cheng Han didn't move aside, and Cheng Cheng almost went berserk. Spiritual energy wrapped around his fingertips, as if he would attack at any time.
"I won't. Who he is has nothing to do with you. I will only step aside when I think there is no threat. Besides, the clan elder is in seclusion and no one can see him. "
Cheng Han was also angry. He had never thought that his childhood sweetheart, Cheng Cheng, would actually shout at him for an outsider.
He couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to kill someone.
Swoosh!
Cheng Han's footsteps turned into a shadow as he swept past Cheng Cheng and appeared in front of Feng Hao. His large hand reached for Feng Hao's neck.
"Hmph, I can see that you don't have any spiritual energy fluctuations on you. You're just a commoner, yet you dare to touch Cheng Cheng? If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't back off. You won't understand that there's always someone better out there."
Cheng Han made his move decisively. Spiritual Qi whizzed around his fingertips. An ordinary person would probably be scared to death if they saw him.
However, when his hand was still 50 centimeters away from Feng Hao, he felt as if he had hit a wall. His pupils constricted when he saw Feng Hao's ordinary right hand grabbing his palm.
"You …"
Cheng Han turned pale with fright. His eyes were as big as walnuts and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, surpassing any martial arts grandmaster in China.
Those so-called Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Shield and Dragon Roaring Iron Shirt were like paper to him. They could not withstand a single blow.
But now, he was being grabbed by Feng Hao's hand. He could not move at all. His palm also felt a bone-piercing pain.
"Too weak!"
Feng Hao's left hand was behind his back and his right hand was raised normally. He did not use any strength, but Cheng Han was already begging for mercy. He shook his head and thought that it was a pity.
His opponent was not a true expert.
Pa!
Fenghao's right arm shook, and Cheng Han let out a blood-curdling scream. His body was flung out for two to three hundred meters.
Bang!
"Pu!"
Cheng Han was smashed heavily onto the ground, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood. Under the protection of Spiritual Qi, the bluestone tiles of the ancient city were smashed into pieces.
"Feng, Feng Hao … He, he is the clan elder's grandson …"
Cheng Cheng's beautiful eyes widened and her voice trembled. Cheng Han was not an ordinary clan member. Behind him stood the Cheng clan elder.
But when she saw this scene, her heart was especially shaken. Cheng Han, a genius at the Foundation Establishment stage, was actually casually thrown out by Fenghao.
Seeing it with her own eyes was far more shocking and realistic than seeing it on the news.
"Clan elder's grandson? So what? "
Feng Hao was even more domineering than him. He did not put the clan elder in Cheng Cheng's eyes at all. He was full of disdain.
This was the conflict between him and Cheng Han. Cheng Han revealed killing intent towards him and attacked first. Just based on these two points, Feng Hao had ten thousand reasons to attack.
A mere clan elder wanted him to compromise?
Even if that clan elder had a lot of face, he would still ignore him.
"Cough, you are too arrogant. This is the Cheng clan's territory. You can't leave. You injured me. There will be no way for you to live."
Cheng Han seemed to have gone mad. He was the Cheng clan elder's grandson. His talent was unparalleled among the younger generation of the Cheng clan. He was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and was born with pride.
He did not expect to be defeated by someone his age. This was a huge blow to him. He wanted nothing more than to kill Feng Hao immediately.
"Shut up!"
Cheng Cheng shouted. She knew who Feng Hao was and why he came to Mount Hua. She did not want the Cheng clan to stand on the opposite side of Feng Hao.
"Cheng Cheng, how dare you speak for an outsider? He injured me and almost crippled me. Instead of helping me, you are helping him? "
Cheng Han's emotions were not right. His eyes were bloodshot and black lines appeared on his face. It was as if he was about to go mad. It was extremely horrifying.
"The cultivation method is devouring its master. Cheng Han is about to become a spirit slave … Feng Hao, save him …"
Cheng Cheng cried out involuntarily. Her beautiful eyes were filled with fear. It seemed that Cheng Han's current transformation would be very terrifying and something bad would happen.
"Spirit slave?"
Feng Hao frowned. He did not know what a spirit slave was, but it did not seem to be a good thing. He asked softly, "How do I save him?"
"Destroy his dantian and let the Spiritual Qi leak out. My cultivation is not enough to do that," Cheng Cheng said anxiously. Cheng Han did not have much time left.
After a few more seconds, he would completely become a spirit slave. He would be a walking corpse that only knew how to kill, a puppet of Spiritual Qi.
Spirit slaves were cultivators who lost control of their Spiritual Qi. Their minds were scattered by the Spiritual Qi and they became cultivators who only knew how to kill.
They looked like slaves controlled by Spiritual Qi.
Cheng Cheng and Ning Cheng blamed themselves. They did not want Cheng Han to become a spirit slave. He was originally a good person, but he became a spirit slave just like that. There was no sign at all.
Swoosh!
Feng Hao did not stop. His right Qilin Arm turned into a palm and hit Cheng Han's dantian, which was covered in black lines.
Crack!
A faint cracking sound could be heard. It was obvious that Cheng Han's dantian was directly shattered.
Then, the rampaging Spiritual Qi in Cheng Han's body frantically searched for an outlet and gathered in his dantian. Then, it seemed to have sensed something and rushed into Feng Hao's Qilin Arm.
"This is …"
Feng Hao originally wanted to withdraw his arm, but Cheng Han's Spiritual Qi actually entered his body and awakened a bit of his cultivation.
"I can absorb the Spiritual Qi of Earth!"
When Fenghao came to this conclusion, he was overjoyed and allowed the spiritual power in Cheng Han's body to flow into his body.
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