Chapter 1950 Return to the Palace
Qingwu Palace, on a platform in the central palace, at this moment, Yuan Qingyun and his wife, the head of the Yuan family, as well as the four daughters of Yun Mengchen and Mu Yuner, are all gathered here at this moment, and opposite them, a green dress Yuan Feng, who was wearing a shirt and neatly tidied up and down, was smiling and bidding farewell to everyone.
"Father and mother, the time for the child to leave may not be too short. However, parents don't have to worry about the child. Maybe the child will return someday!"
Although Yuan Feng had a smile on his face, at this moment, his mood was not as chic as it seemed. No matter what, no one likes the feeling of parting.
"Feng'er, you are a divine dragon soaring to the sky. You shouldn't be confined to a small place. Go ahead and do whatever you want. Do it with confidence. Your mother and I will fully support you. .”
Yuan Qingyun has already thought about it now. Although he doesn't want his son to leave, he knows in his heart that if his son stays in Qingwu Palace, he will be completely delayed. up.
Therefore, he also hoped that his son would be able to stand out and become a truly invincible person. At that time, they would never need to be separated again!
"Thank you, father, for your understanding. My son is very grateful." Being able to get Yuan Qingyun's understanding, Yuan Feng felt a lot of comfort in his heart.
"Feng'er, the outside world is intriguing. Although your strength is unparalleled, you still have to be careful and don't be careless. Do you understand?"
Jiang Qingwu naturally supported Yuan Feng even more, but when she thought of Yuan Feng leaving them again, she couldn't help but feel a little sour.
However, she was even more aware that Yuan Feng's going outside was not all for the whole Qingwu Palace, for their relatives and lovers? If Yuan Feng didn't do these things, their safety would not be guaranteed at all.
"Mother, don't worry, the child has experienced countless incidents all the way from the small Fengtian County. In this world, I am afraid that no one can do anything to the child."
Smiling confidently, Yuan Feng at this moment has a feeling of domineering sideways. His current strength has surpassed the realm of the demigod realm, and there is really nothing to be afraid of in the entire Wuwang Realm.
"Mengchen, Senior Sister, you two need to work hard to cultivate. Now Wan'er and Yaochen are already strong in the demigod realm. I hope that when I return next time, your cultivation base will also be able to improve. It takes refinement."
After saying goodbye to his parents, Yuan Feng's eyes turned to the women on the other side, and then he said to Yun Mengchen and Mu Yun'er first.
Speaking of which, leaving this time is somewhat regrettable, because until now, Yun Mengchen has not shown any signs of pregnancy. It seems that his idea of conceiving the next generation may not be realized for the time being.
There is no way to do this, his cultivation base is too high, besides, the Nine Turns Mysterious Art he practiced is a divine art that dominates the world. Such magical arts are generally for the sake of self-improvement. As for the breeding of offspring, of course Considered a foolish thing to hurt oneself.
"Husband, Sister Yun'er and I will step up our cultivation, and we will definitely not let my husband down."
At the time of parting, Yun Mengchen's face was full of reluctance. Although she also supported Yuan Feng very much, support was one aspect. When it was time to part, the inseparable pain was another.
"Hahaha, okay, you two should work harder, if you can advance to the demigod realm, then our Qingwu Palace will really not be afraid of anyone!"
Smiling loudly, Yuan Feng looked at Wan'er and Chu Yaochen again, with a hint of pampering in his eyes.
"You two little girls, when I'm not in Qingwu Palace, you have to assist my avatar to guard the entire Qingwu Palace. If anything goes wrong, see if I come back and deal with you."
For these two little girls, Yuan Feng is still very satisfied. To be honest, it is precisely because of these two people who are sitting in the Qingwu Palace that he can leave with confidence and boldness. Otherwise, no matter where he goes, he is actually I have always been worried about the situation in Qingwu Palace.
Now there are two girls in the demigod realm assisting the avatars to sit in the Qingwu Palace, and less than ten demigod realm powerhouses are here, basically they can easily deal with it, but twenty demigod realm people may not be able to break through The defense of Qingwu Palace.
The Jiuqu Yellow River Formation is not just for fun, and the avatar now has the same power as the deity, except that it lacks a Chixiao Sword and the powerful Sky Swallowing Martial Spirit.
"Master, Wan'er will definitely take good care of the master, aunt, and two older sisters."
"Yes, yes, the two of us will be very serious, and we will definitely not let the bad guys bully anyone in Qingwu Palace."
The two women both took a step forward and made promises to Yuan Feng one after another. They are both people in the demigod realm, so naturally those who are capable will do more work.
"Okay, with your words, I can feel more at ease." Nodding his head, Yuan Feng's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Father, mother, Meng Chen, Senior Sister, and you two little girls, take care, I'll go too!!!!"
As soon as the words fell, his figure moved slightly, and then he disappeared directly in place. The speed was so fast that even the two semi-divine powerhouses, Wan'er and Chu Yaochen, couldn't see clearly.
Today, his free and unfettered martial art has reached the level of perfection, and even the master of this free and unfettered divine skill may not dare to say that he is much better than him.
"Hey, this kid, you really want to leave as soon as you say it!!!"
Seeing Yuan Feng disappear, Yuan Qingyun's eyes could not help flashing a trace of emotion. It's true that Yuan Feng was his son, but now that he thought about it, even if Yuan Feng's childhood was counted together, how much time did the father and son spend together?
Thinking of these, his heart was truly filled with endless sighs.
"Brother Yun, Feng'er is extremely powerful, so don't worry about him." Seeing her husband's expression of emotion, Jiang Qingwu couldn't help reaching out and wrapping his arms around her, comforting him softly.
"I know, it's just that I feel bad when I think of us getting together less and more with Feng'er." Shaking his head, Yuan Qingyun sighed softly, and then said to the girls beside him:
"Okay, everyone go back, maybe it won't be long before Feng'er will be back, let's go!!!"
After the words fell, he took his wife and walked towards the palace first.
"Let's go back too!!!"
When Yuan Qingyun and his wife left, Yun Mengchen couldn't help taking a step forward at this moment, and said to the other three women. Although she is not the most powerful, she is the most qualified among the four. There is no way, who told her to be Yuan Feng's wife, but not the others?
The other three were also very obedient. They glanced at the direction where Yuan Feng disappeared, and then headed towards their own cultivation space.
Yuan Feng had already left them a task, especially Yun Mengchen and Mu Yun'er. Although they knew very well that the demigod realm was not so easy to achieve, they didn't try it, at least they had to. After a lot of hard work, by then, even if you fail, you can have a clear conscience, right?
Wan'er and Chu Luochen will naturally help them with all their strength. However, whether it is Wan'er or Chu Luochen, they all have their own unique reasons for their advancement. For them, it is okay to advance by themselves, but they want to Helping others advance, I'm afraid I'm really powerless.
No matter what, the relationship between the girls is slowly becoming harmonious. Perhaps, one day, both Yun Mengchen and Mu Yun'er will become semi-divine powerhouses. You can really sit on an equal footing.
Leaving aside the people on the Qingwu Palace side, they talked about Yuan Feng after they left.
Yuan Feng also didn't like parting very much, so after greeting everyone, he resolutely left without staying too long.
When he was outside, the sorrow of parting was put aside, but Yuan Feng immediately restored himself to the normal mode.
"Hey, I haven't been back to Ziyun Palace for a long time, and I don't know what's going on in Ziyun Palace at this moment. Are the senior officials of Ziyun Palace secretly attacking any forces?"
While flashing above the nine heavens, Yuan Feng couldn't help thinking.
Ziyun Palace is not a law-abiding force. Based on his understanding of Ziyun Palace, after waiting for the Yanyi Palace and Luan Xing Palace to be completely owned by him, and after a lot of mining, Ziyun Palace will most likely be Secretly attacking other forces.
There is no other reason, because the strength of Ziyun Palace is too strong, a giant whose strength is far higher than other forces, how can they stay in a corner and not think about strengthening themselves?
He has been to Yan Wing Palace. Speaking of which, what Yan Wing Palace does is to try its best to tap the resources of Yan Wing Palace. This is the same for Luan Xing Palace. And once the resources controlled by these two powers are almost tapped, it is probably time for Ziyun Palace to abandon these two powers and study new ones.
Ambition actually grew slowly like this, just like his Qingwu Palace, once the Qingwu Palace started to grow, of course the small forces on the periphery must submit to him, without the slightest compromise. Mistake.
"Don't think about it so much, let's go back and talk about it first. Since you have joined Ziyun Palace, then you can seek some benefits for Ziyun Palace. Also, this time when you go back, no matter what, you have to learn from my cheap teacher. There, take the last Divine Crystal of the Five Elements Divine Crystal into your hand."
Secretly making up his mind, Yuan Feng suddenly accelerated the operation of the Xiaoyao Divine Art, and went straight to the Ziyun Palace to plunder it.
ps: Poor single digit, brothers, come and support me with a few flowers! ! !
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