Bauhinia’s Decree Chapter 1841: He must die

"You bastard, you are sentimental again. We gather less and gain more, but the brotherhood is no less!" Long Zong said with a smile.

"We brothers get together, but some brothers don't get together." Master Yu took a big sip from the wine glass, his eyes full of sadness.

Pu Luo patted Lord Yu on the shoulder, "Don't think too much, it's not easy for the two of them to come here today, so happy to drink."

Looking at this scene, Nan Feng was very touched, because there was a strong brotherhood between the few people.

Nan Feng toasted a few glasses and then left. He knew that the brothers had a lot to say.

Walking in Yanhuang City, Nan Feng felt that Long Zonglao and the others all had pursuits. Although the roads were blocked, the goals were the same. Master Yu and Pu Luo are now fighting for the Alliance of Hundred Clans, while Long Zong always seeks a breakthrough for himself and wants to crush the Shura Clan.

Seeing Mu Mu, Nan Feng confessed, serve some more good wine for this group of people, then make arrangements for the bathing area, and fix up the living quarters. After explaining everything, Nan Feng returned to his own living quarters.

"The Lord of the Cloud Region is here, and you didn't accompany him for a drink?" Zilin Immortal King asked in surprise.

"No! It's not suitable for me to be there when my brother is talking about the old days." Nan Feng said.

Zilin Immortal King nodded, she and the other women understood that everyone lived in a different circle.

After a night of rest, when Nan Feng was practicing swordsmanship and stretching his waist early in the morning, Long Zonglao and others came to Nan Feng's residence, and Nan Feng naturally made tea to receive him.

"Your boy is doing very well here. You haven't come out for many years. The eating, drinking, and entertainment have changed!" Long Zong said after sitting down.

"I'm also helpless. In order to cultivate resources, I have to do some small business." Nan Feng said with a smile.

Long Zong looked at Nan Feng and nodded, "I admire you for being like this. You can do everything well by yourself without relying on others. It's rare to be self-sufficient." Long Zong said.

"Actually, those second-generation ancestors who rely on the family have no great prospects, and the practitioners who rely on their own hard work can withstand the wind and rain." Pu Luo expressed his opinion.

"Pu Luo, you are right. Later, I will throw out those little fellows in Long Island. They don't expect to get another spirit stone from me." Long Zong said after taking a sip of tea.

"Haha! If you do this, the little guys on Long Island will hate me to death!" Pu Luo said with a smile.

Long Zonglao smiled, "Whoever is disobedient, whoever blows beards and stares at you, just hit it."

Nan Feng felt that when the matter between the Jiao Clan and the Master of Wanfo Temple was settled, his children should be released, and staying at home all the time would not work, as he would have already married a wife at their stage.

Everyone chatted casually, Pu Luo and Nan Feng also bought a loft in Yanhuang City.

In the huge Yanhuang City, an attic is nothing, so Nan Feng naturally gave it.

When the guests left, Nan Feng looked at his children, "At present, the father has not handled the matter well. When the crisis is resolved, you also go outside for a walk. The outside world is very big."

"Father's hard work has been seen by us. Father, you don't have to worry. Even if we can't go out to practice, we will not slack off in cultivation." Nan Qianyi said.

Nan Feng nodded, his two sons and daughter are still very sensible.

With the guests gone, Nan Feng returned to a stable life. As for the issue of the industry, Mu Mu planned to go back to the Dongxuan Starfield to have a look, but Nan Feng didn't let him go, as long as the industry over there let nature take its course, if Mu Mu was targeted and arrested, then he had to rescue him. , he would fall into a passive position, and the last thing Nan Feng wanted was for something to go wrong.

As time passed day by day, Nan Feng's feeling of breaking through became more and more intense. He felt that maybe the next moment, his state of mind would reach the level where he could break through; It explores the essence of going backwards in time.

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Time speeds up, time stops, and time goes backwards. The combination of the three is the perfect time attribute. If Nan Feng can fully comprehend it, he will be able to integrate the realm of infinite chaos. What is the power of the realm of the eleven attributes? Nan Feng is looking forward to it.

If the time attribute is perfectly comprehended, Nan Feng can analyze it and decompose the part that belongs to Wuxiang, and the Wuxiang golden body can be improved again.

In the seven basic attributes, the two supreme attributes of nothingness and destruction can be separated, life and death can be fused to form infinity; time and space can be fused with time and space. If he comprehended all the eleven attributes, then Nan Feng would have no problem integrating them in any way he wanted. As long as he laid the foundation well, then any development in the future would be smooth.

Master Yu and Pu Luo are very pleased with Nan Feng's stable cultivation. Being stable is the potential to achieve great things, and Nan Feng has this potential.

General Qingluan was handed over to Elder Qingzong and Qin Leiting for management. She had been wandering around in Yanhuang City and got along very well with Nan Feng's family, but she didn't have much time to see Nan Feng.

"This guy is still a true cultivator. If he says retreat, he will retreat." After coming to Nanfeng's residence again, Qingluan sighed with emotion when he didn't see Nanfeng people.

"In this world, there are not many things that my father is interested in. Perhaps cultivation and reaching the pinnacle of Taoism is one of my father's interests." Nan Qianyu said.

"Your father is not interested in many things, but he has made achievements in many fields, such as calligraphy, rhythm, and poetry; "After thinking about it for a while, Qingluan felt that Nan Feng was really capable in all aspects.

"Father's ditty is our family's favorite. My mother and aunt, every time they hear father playing the tune, their eyes are staring." Nan Qianyu said with a smile.

"Actually, every woman will see stars in her eyes when she sees your father playing music." Qingluan smiled.

In the land of the Jiao Clan, Jiao Chen gathered the news that after the last incident, the Master of the Wanfo Temple who was cheated by him also completely parted ways with him. Now if he wanted to kill Nan Feng, he could only find a way by himself, two years... Nan Feng would not leave Yanhuang City, even if the Asura Clan gave him twenty years, it would not be enough.

And two years later when Nan Feng was still alive, the Asura Clan would attack him ruthlessly. At that time, the world would no longer have a place for the Jiao Clan, which made Jiaochen very annoyed.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiao Chen wrote a letter and sent it out. The Asura Clan can do it themselves, but they have to provide assistance. Now that the Jiao Clan has limited manpower, it is very difficult to kill Nan Feng.

Half a month later, people from the Jiao clan came. They were three Shura clansmen in black robes and cloaks, and one of them was a cultivator at the powerful level.

"You need help, I'm here, so you have to understand the attitude of our Asura tribe, Nan Feng must die. If you don't understand what you are doing, you will not have good results." The woman of the Asura tribe wearing a cloak Can look at Jiao Chen and say, she is Jing Yu.