The three of them talked for a while in Xuan Ci's courtyard before Xuan Bei left first.
Lu Feng calculated in his heart and realized that there was only half a year left before Li Mochou went to his house to seek revenge. He could not help but feel anxious.
Now, seeing that his Uncle-Master Xuan Bei had left, Lu Feng respectfully bowed to Xuan Ci and asked.
"Master, this disciple has come down the mountain and has gained some enlightenment. I plan to enter seclusion to cultivate for a period of time!”
Xuan Ci sized up Lu Feng and advised.
"Cultivating is like building a house. It needs to be repeated gradually.”
" But I don't want you to stop here. You reached the Connate Realm at the age of fourteen. It's not unprecedented, but it's very rare in Jianghu…"
Seeing how concerned Xuan Ci was about him, Lu Feng could not explain the system to Xuan Ci. It was such a bizarre thing that he could reach the maximum level by copying the cultivation technique.
Hearing Xuan Ci's teachings and the concern in her words, Lu Feng could only nod in agreement.
The next day, under Xuan Ci's instructions, Xu Qing was still in charge of Lu Feng's daily necessities.
……
In a valley, a woman in a Daoist robe was practicing martial arts. The woman's face was beautiful. Even though she had been ravaged by time, the woman in front of her had shed the innocence of her youth and appeared more mature. She was a beautiful woman who could not be compared to others.
After practicing martial arts for a while, the woman stopped and cursed.
"Lu Zhanyuan, you heartless man!"
The woman's expression turned extremely ugly. The woman in the valley was clearly Fairy Chilian, Li Mochou, who had been abandoned by Lu Zhanyuan.
Li Mochou couldn't help but think back to fourteen years ago.
That day, when Li Mochou heard that Lu Zhanyuan was going to marry a woman, he was prepared to go to the Lu Residence to ask about it. However, when he was about to reach the Lu Residence, he was stopped by a monk on the way. The monk's voice was still ringing in her ears.
"You are not allowed to find trouble with Lu Zhanyuan for the next fifteen years. Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!”
As time passed, Li Mochou's hatred for Lu Zhanyuan increased.
"Lu Zhanyuan, little b * tch, and everyone from the Lu Family, I, Li Mochou, will make sure you all die a horrible death!”
After Li Mochou finished speaking, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth tightly. He wanted nothing more than to rush to the Lu Residence and vent all the hatred in his heart.
"Humph, that bald donkey might still try to sabotage us this time. As long as we get rid of that stinky monk, the Lu Family is nothing to worry about.”
All these years, Li Mochou had been counting the days and nights. Seeing that there was only half a year left of the 15-year agreement, the hatred in her eyes was like ice, as if it was going to freeze everything in the world.
……
Xu Yi, who had originally shared a friendship with Lu Feng, had planned to meet Lu Feng after he returned from the mountain.
However, after asking around, she heard that Lu Feng had gone into seclusion to cultivate again. She could not help but hate herself a little and be angry that he was not up to par.
"No wonder Xu Kong was accepted as a personal disciple by the abbot!”Xu Yi sighed.
Time flew by in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, four months had passed.
When he had first returned to Shaolin Temple, Lu Feng had thought that it would not be a problem for him to deal with Li Mochou with his initial Connate cultivation.
However, when he turned around and thought about it, the scene of Shenjie Temple appeared in his mind. However, even though Lu Feng knew, as the victim of this matter, he felt that he had underestimated the sinister intentions of the people in the martial arts world after experiencing it personally.
Even when facing his good friend of many years, Murong Bo still showed no mercy. The love and hatred between Li Mochou and his father, Lu Zhanyuan, was probably more complicated and complicated than Murong Bo's distant dream of restoring the country.
Therefore, Lu Feng had no choice but to be on guard. He had no choice but to study and practice hard. Before returning to the Lu Residence, he had to improve his martial arts cultivation and realm to the greatest extent.
If he had been lucky, the remaining ten people of the Lu Residence would have died in Li Mochou's hands.
After four months of hard work, the internal energy in his body had not increased because of Lu Feng's hard work. It had always been in a balanced state.
However, he had a vague feeling that he would break through to the middle stage of the Connate Realm today.
The sun shone brightly. Beside the stone with the word "Zen", Lu Feng's monk robe fluttered without any wind. At this moment, Lu Feng was completely immersed in his breakthrough.
Under Lu Feng's control, the maximum level Nine Yang Divine Technique was operating at high efficiency. The internal energy of his physical strength had long been integrated into the meridians in his body. After Lu Feng's deliberate control over and over again, the seemingly weak barrier like the cicada feather was finally broken.
At this moment.
He finally broke through.
After four months of cultivation, Lu Feng had finally reached the mid-stage of the Connate Realm.
After reaching the Connate Realm, even if it was just a small realm leap, the time required was not short.
After breaking through, Lu Feng could feel his inner strength becoming more and more vigorous. He could no longer suppress the joy on his face.
"System, now that I've reached the middle stage of the Connate Realm, can I unlock other functions?”
There were two reasons why Lu Feng was cultivating so diligently.
Firstly, Li Mochou's pressure had always been in his heart. If he did not have the strength, Li Mochou would not talk to him about the morality of the martial world. After all, the martial world respected the strong.
The second was the system. Every time he advanced a realm, the system would give him greater help.
"Ding! Not unlocked yet. The unlocking of the subsequent functions requires the host to at least reach the Grandmaster Realm.”
Lu Feng patted the dust off his body and walked down the mountain.
……
"Master, disciple is here to see you!"
As soon as he descended the mountain, Lu Feng arrived at Xuan Ci's courtyard.
It had only been a month since Li Mochou's fifteen-year promise with the Lu Residence. Even if he rode the best horse in Shaolin Temple, it would still take him about a month to reach the Lu Residence.
At this moment, he planned to ask Xuan Ci for leave and return home to settle Li Mochou's matter.
"Enter!"
Although Xuan Ci only said one word, Lu Feng could hear the care and gentleness in it.
"Master, disciple is preparing to go home!”
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