And at this time.

The secret room of the Heavenly Demon Alliance.

A stream of pure spiritual energy filled the secret room, and at the end of these spiritual energy was a bottle with twisted surrounding space.

This bottle is only the size of a finger, and is full of green green. The golden pattern circulates up from the bottom of the bottle and scatters at the mouth of the bottle. This is exactly the [Palm Sky Bottle] of Yang Ming, the leader of the Tiande Alliance.

But what is strange is that except for [Palm Sky Bottle], there is no Yang Ming in this secret room.

But just a moment later, a low voice sounded.

"【Palm Sky Bottle】, put it!"

The sound fell, and the [Palm Sky Bottle] shone brightly, and the next strange thing happened. Yang Ming's figure actually walked out of the [Palm Sky Bottle] slowly.

When Yang Ming came out, the light of the [Palm Sky Bottle] gradually dissipated, and at the same time, the pure spiritual energy that originally filled the entire secret room was also dissipated.

"I have been recuperating in the [Palm Sky Bottle] for so long. Although I haven't completely recovered, I have been recovered at least one tenth of it."

After looking inside, Yang Ming pondered.

"I wouldn't have become like this even if I had less people chasing me in the world."

"Although I successfully killed two of them in the end and seriously injured them, I was not very injured. It may take a lot of time to fully recover."

Yang Ming played with the [Palm Bottle] in his hand, and his face showed a look of memories.

Obviously, Yang Ming is a very story-provoking person.

Generally speaking, women like men with stories, while men don’t like women with stories.

However, Yang Ming didn't care about these things at all. When he was in another world, he didn't lack women. When he arrived in this world, he didn't lack women. As long as he waved his hand, a lot of women would throw themselves into his arms.

But he doesn't care about this at all now.

"Shushan Jiujian Immortal, killing the Heavenly Demon Emperor, Bai Yi, destroying the Heavenly Demon Alliance, and robbing me of the soul-squeezing bell, as well as the demon species, immortal species, and the world monument."

"I will come to you after my injury recovers!"

"At that time, I want you to taste my methods!"

A cold light appeared in Yang Ming's eyes, and he held his palm slightly. The originally clear sky above the Heavenly Demon Alliance suddenly thundered and dark clouds were shattered.

Obviously, Yang Ming's strength has reached a very terrifying level.

But if the world's masters knew that Yang Ming had only recovered one-tenth of his peak strength at this time, I wonder what he would think.

The next moment, as Yang Ming's fist relaxed, the dark clouds above the Heavenly Demon Alliance suddenly disappeared, and the scorching sun appeared again.

"Um?"

"The spiritual energy of this world seems to be a little richer than before. Could it be that some magic weapon was born?"

Yang Ming is very strong, and he can clearly feel the slight changes in the spiritual energy of this world.

"Predict it and see what caused the spiritual changes in this world."

Yang Ming stretched out his right hand, and the spiritual energy slowly flowed out of his body like a thin stream, wrapped around him, and then began to calculate...

After a while, the spiritual energy that was originally entangled in front of him began to slowly gather in Yang Ming's palm. Soon, the prototype of a tree appeared, and then, as the spiritual energy gathered, a complete tree shape finally appeared.

This is a gray tree, surrounded by gray airflow. If you look closely, you can also find that there are different patterns on the gray tree.

If Chu Feng was here, he would be able to recognize that the gray tree was the one behind the Demon Locking Tower.

"This is [Demon Tree]!"

Yang Ming immediately recognized the gray trees gathered in his palm.

"It seems that the Heavenly Demon Emperor is not useless. At least he successfully planted the [demon species] in the Shushan Sword Sect and made it grow into the [demon tree]."

"When the [demon tree] blooms and bears fruit, it will be the time when Shushan Sword Sect is destroyed."

"No, maybe you don't have to wait until then. Anyway, as long as I get better, I will go to the Shushan Sword Sect, kill the wine sword immortal, regain what originally belonged to me, and destroy the Shushan Sword Sect, which can be regarded as avenging the Heavenly Demon Emperor, Bai Yi and the demons who died tragically in the Shushan Sword Sect."

A trace of ferocious look appeared on Yang Ming's face.

At this time, Chu Feng was still immersed in cultivation, and had no idea that Yang Ming had woken up from his injury and had his eyes on him again.

Of course, the only good news is that Yang Ming didn't know that Chu Feng was the Wine Sword Immortal. If Yang Ming knew, he would probably attack Chu Feng's family.

...

Two days later.

The weather is clear, and it is very suitable for outings and dating in the wild where no one is around, and conducting mysterious sports, commonly known as field battles.

The Tang Dynasty, the Censor's Office.

"Feng'er, Linglong, hurry up and try to arrive at Baoxiang Temple before sunset."

Chu Zhan, Tang Yu stood at the gate of the Censor's Mansion and urged Chu Feng and Chu Linglong.

At this time, one of the two was holding donkey meat buns and the other was gnawing on spiritual fruits. They didn't look like the honorary elder of Shushan Sword Sect and the head of the Snow Mountain Sect.

In fact, it’s not their fault. This is their home, so they naturally don’t need to pay attention to their image as they do in the sect.

"good."

Chu Feng and Chu Linglong responded, and then quickly entered the carriage, because Chu Zhan was the censor of the Tang Dynasty and was in a high position. In addition to attending court, there would be a guard following him every time he went there. This time was no exception. He was surrounded by a guard with a total of hundreds of people.

Of course, the strength of these guards may not be as strong as Chu Zhan’s palm, but this is pomp and indispensable.

"Set off."

With Chu Zhan's order, the guards guarded Chu Zhan's carriage and headed towards Baoxiang Temple in a mighty manner.

Chu Feng disliked such a big show. After all, he was used to being low-key and being a person who kept his reputation and fame, but he did not object. After all, his father was quite proud of his appearance and paid attention to pomp.

"Brother, what wish will you make when you arrive at Baoxiang Temple later?"

Chu Linglong felt a little bored, so she looked at Chu Feng sitting by the window and said curiously.

"There are many wives and concubines?"

"Strength has reached its peak?"

"Or should I bless my only sister, everything goes well?"

“…”

Without waiting for Chu Feng to answer, Chu Linglong talked a lot like a cannonball.

After hearing this, Chu Feng rolled his eyes secretly. I, Chu Feng, are serious, how could I think of a lot of wives and concubines? What a joke!

"Linglong, do you really want to know?"

"Yes."

Chu Linglong nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Linglong, I wish you and Tang Chen got married as soon as possible, and then give birth to a lot of little Tang Chen and Xiao Linglong."

Chu Feng is serious.

"ah?"

"Brother, how can you do this? I and Tang Chen are not big yet. Why do you want me to have a baby?"

Chu Linglong's face was relatively calm at first, but when she heard Chu Feng's words, her face turned red and full of shyness.

The world that Chu Feng traveled through was relatively conservative and feudal, and few people mentioned this topic.

If it were the world before Chu Feng traveled through time, many women were more open than men, and even talked about jokes with a certain color, which were all sets of things.

"Ha ha."

Chu Linglong's embarrassment immediately made Chu Zhan and Tang Yu laugh. They were experienced people, and with the years of precipitation, although their thoughts were still a bit feudal and conservative, they would not be as embarrassed as Chu Linglong.

"Feng'er, do you know what wishes I and your mother will make?"

Chu Zhan looked at Chu Feng and said.

"Not interested in knowing."

Chu Feng shook his head and said he didn't want to know.

In fact, it’s not that I don’t want to know, but that Chu Feng has guessed that Chu Zhan and Tang Yu’s wish is nothing more than that of his or her life, and that he and Chu Linglong will be safe and smooth.

Whether it is the world before Chu Feng travels through time or the world after traveling through time, this should be the wish of his parents.

Hearing Chu Feng's answer, Chu Zhan smiled helplessly.

Because it is still a long way from Baoxiang Temple, after this little episode, Chu Feng and his family began to squint their eyes and rest.

...

Three hours later, Baoxiang Temple.

It was a little late at this time, but there were still endless pilgrims in Baoxiang Temple.

Although the sudden travels around the host Wuming surprised many pilgrims, no matter how surprised he was, his wish was still to make.

"Don't worry, everyone can burn incense and make wishes, and they can fulfill their wishes."

The monks guarding the gate of Baoxiang Temple found that there were many pilgrims running in and hurriedly reminded him.

At this moment, a voice rang behind the gatekeeper monk.

"Master, how dare you ask where your Abbot Wuming has traveled?"
Chapter completed!