Bauhinia’s Decree Chapter 860: Ghost of the Strong

Nanyang King has already been established by the Lord Bauhinia as the heir to the royal family, but there are not many things, because most of the affairs of the Bauhinia Empire are handled by officials, and he just solves some things in the world of cultivators.

Nan Feng came back, Nanyang Wang and Tie Shanhan were very happy, they kept drinking with Nan Feng, and finally they were the two who fell down.

"Grandfather and Grandmother, now that the empire is in charge, you two can relax and take a look around. The scenery in Xiansheng Prefecture is still pretty good." Nan Feng said with a smile.

The Lord Bauhinia nodded, "The method you created to manage the country is very good. Grandpa Huang is really relaxed, and I really plan to go out for a walk."

Before Nan Feng left, according to the usual practice, he went to the wine cellar of the palace and started to move, directly removing half of the royal red wine.

Leaving the palace, Nan Feng walked around the Bauhinia Imperial Capital, and then took the teleportation array to Tieshan County. He wanted to pay a visit to Tieshan King, who also valued him back then.

Nan Feng rushed out of the teleportation formation, and Iron Mountain King discovered it.

Seeing Nan Feng, Tieshan King was extremely excited, and pulled Nan Feng to drink.

Nan Feng waved his hand and said that he really can't drink any more, just drink tea.

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Drinking tea and chatting, Iron Mountain King asked about the outside world. Nan Feng patiently talked about the situation outside.

After chatting with Tieshan King for a while, Nan Feng left Tieshan King's mansion and wandered around Tieshan County.

Inadvertently, Nan Feng walked to the blacksmith's shop that had made the Baizhan Dao for him, and he found that the business was very good, and what was enshrined in the shop was a Baizhan Dao.

Walking in, Nan Feng took down the enshrined Baizhan Saber.

"Stop the lunatics!" Originally, because there were too many customers, the clerk didn't notice Nan Feng at first, but when he saw Nan Feng, it was when he was holding the knife.

Nan Feng was stunned for a moment, he just felt that the saber enshrined was not good enough, and he didn't think about anything else.

"Shoot out, beat this lunatic out." The manager of the clerk was furious. The Hundred War Sword was designed by the master in the shop according to the design of King Zhen. Usually, everyone can only see it, but can't touch it.

"Stop!" An old man in the shop appeared.

"Master Erdong!" Nan Feng cupped his hands at the old man.

"Erdong met the king of the town." The old man bowed to Nan Feng, but Nan Feng stretched out his hand to support him.

Nan Feng smiled, put the enshrined sabers in order, and took out a seventh-rank Baizhan saber, and placed it on the second floor of the sacrificial stand, "Master Erdong, I'm also studying the refining weapon now, this one It’s a seventh-rank venerable sword, and I’m giving it to you. Twenty years have passed, and that year was still snowing, and everything is vivid in my memory.”

Looking at the gleaming sword on the knife rest, Erdong stepped forward and said, "My lord, this is a weapon refining technique, which is different from the weapons made by our craftsmen and craftsmen. What we forge are Vulgar weapon, you are a top treasure."

"They are all for battle, there is no difference, Nan Feng will not bother you, please pay attention to your health." Nan Feng took out two jars of wine and handed them to Er Dong, then turned and left.

Erdong was holding the wine, feeling a little absent-minded. He never thought that he would see the spiritual leader of the Bauhinia Empire again in his lifetime. The child in those days is now a giant.

"You guys are trying to kill yourself! Who is that? It's the town king of our Bauhinia Empire, the emperor of the seventh rank. If you don't even invite them, you still want to fight out? Let Tieshan King know, and immediately It will kill you." Er Dong glared at the clerks, and then went to study the sword left by Nan Feng.

Nan Feng went to Tieshan Martial Arts Academy to have a look, but he didn't enter, and then went to sit by the Lanjiang River.

Turning around and looking at Tieshan County, which was dimly lit, Nan Feng felt that his efforts were worthwhile. At least the Bauhinia Empire was stable, Tieshan County was stable, and they were all far away from the flames of war.

Sitting on the edge of the Lanjiang River in the middle of the night and not returning to Iron Mountain City, Nan Feng drove the Jianlong away. He didn't want to disturb the Iron Mountain King anymore.

Qianlong has the cultivation base of an intermediate saint, and the journey from Tieshan County to the capital of the Bauhinia Emperor is two hours.

When Nan Feng returned, it was breakfast time, and Nan Feng ate with the butler Chan Yuwei.

After eating, Nan Feng briefly communicated with Chan Yuwei, gave Chan Yuwei some resources, and then left. His goal was to bury the gods.

The land of burial is the first of the three dangerous places in Qingsheng Prefecture, and the degree of danger exceeds that of the fallen abyss.

Nan Feng didn't know what the consequences of his entry would be, and he didn't know if he could find Zen in Huadu, but he had to go and see.

Outside of the God Burying Land, Nan Feng released the humble dragon, "Hei Chen, you should know what this place is, I want to go in, you just wait outside, if I haven't come out in a year, you just wait here." Go back and tell my family."

"Master, this is the place where the gods are buried. What are you doing in the place where the gods are buried? It is very difficult for people who go in to come out alive. Throughout the ages, it is said that there is only one person." Heichen, the cheap dragon, said anxiously.

Hei Chen used to be a strong man in the Southern Wilderness, so he naturally knew the place where the gods were buried and the dangers of the place where the gods were buried. He also didn't want Nan Feng to take the risk. Although he was surrendered by Nan Feng, Nan Feng didn't discriminate against or abuse him. He knew Nan Feng, so it should be said that Qingsheng Prefecture needs people like Nan Feng.

"I have a reason to enter. My formation practice is not bad. I should be an eighth-level mid-stage formation master. The formation here can't help me. Just listen to me and wait for me outside. "After Nan Feng finished speaking, he walked towards the God Burial Ground.

Hei Chen wanted to say something, but he didn't say it out. He knew that Nan Feng's decision would be difficult to change. All he could do was wait and pray.

Entering the God Burying Land and walking a short distance, Nan Feng's line of sight was blocked, which was the energy of the formation.

However, these did not stop Nan Feng from moving forward. His current formation practice is at the middle stage of the eighth level. Even if it is a formation that he has never seen before, he can use the principle of the formation to avoid danger and move forward.

However, Nan Feng knew that the danger in this God's Burial Ground was not limited to formations, but also many unknowns. The head of the three forbidden places is not a waste of fame, the great sage will perish if he enters the burial place, let alone a junior saint, he relies on the cultivation base of the array and more killers.

The main purpose of Nan Feng's coming here this time was to find Zen in Huadu, and the other was to explore and learn more about the place where the gods are buried.

Nan Feng also knows that karma magic is not necessarily effective here. For example, Zen in Huadu is not the soul of this world. The karma of this world is invalid, at least it cannot achieve lore.

Unceasingly cracking the formation and moving forward, Nan Feng's cultivation of the formation also improved unconsciously.

The land of burial covers a large area, tens of thousands of square miles, and the environment is harsh. It can be said that it is windy, and there are some unconscious ghosts, which are condensed by the lingering resentment after the death of the strong. These Nanfeng strangled directly with the chaotic space, not letting these ghosts get close.