After the war, the West Mist Royal City had been in a state of reconstruction. Now that the Five Great Kingdoms had been conquered, it was time for the city to be expanded.
Manpower?
With millions of soldiers there, would they still have to worry about manpower?
Looking at the Royal City that had been expanded several times, everyone was filled with emotion.
They were just one step away from the kingdom, but because of the appearance of this young man, everything was turned around.
In the center of the newly built Royal City, there was a ten-meter-tall statue of a young man. He wore a green robe, and his long hair flowed behind him. His eyes shone with a divine light, and he carried a long blade on his back. He looked majestic, like a god of war.
The most eye-catching part of the statue was the young man's left arm.
It was the arm of a Qilin!
It was thicker than a thigh, covered in scales, and glowed red. Although it was just a statue, it contained a faint aura of power.
Every day, many people would gather in this square to admire and even worship this statue.
He was the guardian of the kingdom!
Without him, there would be no West Mist Kingdom.
He had become the idol of the West Mist Kingdom's younger generation!
...
After knowing that he was made a statue, Feng Hao did not know whether to laugh or cry. He questioned Hua Yuntian, but the old man only smiled and did not speak. This made him feel helpless.
He could not possibly destroy it himself, right?
Because he was worried that the Wu Family would attack, Feng Hao was not in a hurry to return to the Saint King Mountain. Bai Yi and the 'demon' naturally stayed in the Feng Family. As for a certain person, he shamelessly followed a block of ice. For a few days, Feng Hao did not see him, and he did not know where he went.
As for the Feng Family, it was undoubtedly rebuilt.
How could it still be shabby?
It could be said that the face of the West Mist Kingdom was not the Hua Family, but the Feng Family!
Regarding this, the Hua Family did not have any objections.
They knew Feng Hao's character very well. With his current situation, it wouldn't be a problem for the Feng Clan to move to Metal Regret City. Staying here meant that he cherished old friendships!
It could be said that the Hua Family was basking in the glory of the Feng Family. After this battle, the West Mist Kingdom was like the sun in the sky, becoming a genuine high-tier kingdom that no one dared to offend.
Because they had a trump card, and that trump card was none other than Feng Hao!
One person was enough to suppress everything.
...
Feng Hao was not only the idol of the Xilan Kingdom, but also the pride of the Feng family.
If it wasn't for him, the Feng Clan would still be cooped up in a small city like Yulan City. How could they be as glorious as they are today, becoming an existence on a level above the royal family?
The younger generation of the Feng Clan, such as Feng Lei and the others, were even more emotional.
Several years ago, this young man, who had always been bullied by them, had now reached a realm that they could only look up to.
A Martial Honor!
That legendary existence had actually fallen in the hands of this young man.
At this moment, they, who were only martial artists or martial masters, were now thousands of miles away from that cowardly mediocre person.
As for Feng Lei and the others, Feng Hao naturally did not resent them.
A family would always be a family!
Because of the large number of martial crystals that Feng Hao had brought back, the martial techniques and secret techniques of the Feng Residence had been greatly replenished. During these days, when Feng Hao had free time, he was under the orders of Feng Chen to guide the younger generation of the Feng Clan.
They were the hope of the Feng Clan, and the Feng Clan could not always only have themselves.
That was too dangerous!
One could never be too careful.
Therefore, when it came to teaching, Feng Hao was extremely serious and strict. He imparted many of his experiences to the crowd without holding back. He even explained the main points of the Tiger's Movement Four Forces, Galloping Thunder Fist, Thunderclap Slash, and other martial techniques. He even demonstrated them, making Feng Chen and the others very satisfied.
Even though he had achieved so much, he was still his obedient son.
In front of the elders and juniors, Fenghao didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance. He didn't think of himself as a very amazing person. Everything was as it should be. Towards the elders, he was as respectful as ever. Towards the juniors, he had the tolerance of an elder brother.
Such a broad-mindedness made everyone sigh with emotion.
Outside, he was an Earth Level Medicine Master who could kill a Martial Honor. At home, he was still the Feng Clan's Feng Hao. That was all!
"Brother Hao!"
Feng Lei and the others stood in front of Feng Hao with a face full of guilt.
"Hehe."
With just a glance, Fenghao already knew what was going on. With a chuckle, he purposely asked, "What?What do you not understand? "
"I understand, but …"
"It's good that you understand!"
Feng Lei still wanted to say something, but Fenghao interrupted him. With a smile on his face, he walked forward and patted Feng Lei's shoulder lightly. Then, he said cautiously, "We are all from the Feng Clan. The Feng Clan's foundation is still very weak. Compared to those big forces in the dynasty, the Feng Clan doesn't even have the qualifications to be at the bottom …"
"Therefore, the responsibility of the Feng Clan's rise will fall on the shoulders of the clan brothers. In the future, you will support the Feng Clan. You are the pillars of the Feng Clan. You must protect the disciples of the Feng Clan from being bullied by outsiders!"
"Hehe, you might think that you are not talented enough to surpass me, right?"
"I have the same blood as you. Tell me, if I can do it, why can't you?Don't you have the Feng Clan's blood flowing in your veins? "
"Yes!"
A muffled roar came out from their mouths. Each of them was full of fighting spirit and confidence.
Yes, this young man has the same blood as me. Why can't I do what he can?
I can definitely do it!
At this moment, Feng Hao was no longer high and mighty in their hearts. Instead, he had become their goal, a goal that they had to catch up to!
Looking at the scene in the martial cultivation field, Feng Chen and the group of elders of the Feng Clan squinted their eyes and nodded. Their eyes were filled with satisfaction.
If a person wanted to become an expert, they first needed talent, then belief!
Belief that they could become an expert.
The last two, which were also the most important, were persistence and a goal!
None of the four were dispensable. Now, not to mention the first point, all the disciples of the Feng Clan had the last three points.
Fenghao had aroused their fighting spirit. Furthermore, he had set up the best target for them.
The Feng Clan had a successor!
With martial crystals, martial techniques, and secret manuals, they would grow even faster.
Only when the sun had set did Fenghao rush back to his courtyard.
"Look at you. You are covered in sweat again. Can't you rest for a while?"
Qiong Su came up to him as soon as he arrived at the entrance. Her heart ached when she saw the tired expression on Feng Hao's face.
Feng Hao had not stopped for the past few days. If it wasn't for the Godly Armament Codex in his body, even a piece of metal would not be able to hold on.
"Mother, it's nothing."
Feng Hao's heart warmed up when he felt the strong affection from Qiong Su. He immediately threw himself into his mother's embrace and enjoyed the warmth.
"Quick, go take a bath. The water is ready."
"Alright!"
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