Legend of Maple

The most tyrannical defensive spirit in the world and the soul, if you don't move, your body and soul will be like a gilt rock that will not be broken if you move it. Whether you are a Daluo Jinxian or a demon god, if you want to hurt your own body, it will be difficult. Like ascending to heaven!The strongest body, high defense!

Human soul: Among the three souls, the light spirit is the master!The body is the highest, and the figure is ethereal.In comparison, the attack and defense are slightly inferior to the Heavenly Soul and the Earthly Soul, but if it moves, it can travel hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant, and its flexibility and speed are unique in the sky and the earth!Very tough.

Chaos Jue is a god-level cultivation method.To reach the god level, if you want to practice, the required conditions are also very high.Those with good soul power can only cultivate one of the three souls.But Mo Feng is different. Counting it, he has lived three lives and three lifetimes. His soul has already been tempered and tested, and it will definitely stand the test.Therefore, he cultivated three souls.Although it has not yet reached the middle level.But even at this lowest level, the strength it erupts is quite astonishing.

"Okay Feng'er, let's stop here today, let's go, big brother will take you to the back mountain for a walk, let's relax."

Looking at the hazy weather outside, it was already sunset and dusk was approaching, Mo Ziqing chose to take Mo Feng out for a walk, then came back to make dinner, then took a shower and went to sleep.

Mo Feng didn't want to go, he wanted to go back to Fengyuan to refine the elixir, but he was still two elixir short of refining another elixir, so he didn't say anything else.Nodding his head, Ren Mo Ziqing grabbed his hand and walked towards the back mountain.

In March, everything recovers.The aura of Demon Realm Hall is particularly strong.Flowers and plants bathe in it.Each show their demeanor.A touch of emerald green amidst the myriad of purples and reds.This scene is pleasant and refreshing, but it is also indescribably moving.

The back mountain is behind Fengyuan, and the surrounding area of ​​nearly a kilometer belongs to Fengyuan.Everyone in the Demon Realm Palace knew that the two young masters lived in Fengyuan, and they also knew that their lord, Mo Qingjue, hated the two young masters in Fengyuan and ordered them not to come to Fengyuan.Therefore, there will never be any human traces within a kilometer of Fengyuan, and it is very quiet.

Mo Ziqing and Mo Feng were used to such peace and tranquility.On the way to the back mountain, two people, one big and one small, one tall and one short, one is elegant in white clothes, the other is slightly cold in lavender, holding big hands and small hands, the backs of each other are indescribably warm and intoxicating.This scene is picturesque, this painting can enter people, but no one has the heart to break such warmth.

Opportunity to become stronger, beginning to show strength

After a long journey, Mo Ziqing and Mo Feng came to the back mountain.The two stood facing the spring breeze, beside the mountain stream.Looking at the greenery all over the back mountain, the trees are full of flowers, and the ganoderma lucidum and herbs are mixed in it. What is it?"

After nearly seven years together, Mo Ziqing talked about his ideals for the first time.

Mo Feng didn't speak, just stared ahead.But his hand held Mo Ziqing's tightly.

Sensing Mo Feng's small movements, Mo Ziqing sat on the ground, leaning on a bluestone. His black hair fell on the stone, and his clothes were slightly loose, revealing his white collarbone and neck, adding to his laziness.He narrowed his eyes slightly, played with Mo Feng's fingers with one hand, and said in an erratic but intoxicated voice: "I don't have a big wish in my life. First, I don't want to live forever. Second, I don't want to have great power. Third, I don't want beautiful women around my knees. Fourth, I don't want to have special things." Advanced cultivation."

"I am willing to be ordinary, to be mediocre, to be an ordinary person in this world of mortals, just like the unfettered eagle, spreading its wings to the world and roaming the Ming River."

"Hehe." Mo Ziqing chuckled suddenly, and his eyes, like a stream of clear springs, were blurred.

"But Feng'er, that was my previous ideal."

"Now, I want to have a high level of cultivation, I want to pursue immortality, immortality!! Feng'er, who will always accompany me, exists between heaven and earth."

"Feng'er, do you understand?" Mo Ziqing's eyes were blurred, with an intoxicating brilliance shining inside.

From Mo Ziqing's beautiful eyes, Mo Feng saw his hidden determination, immature face, deep black eyes, and a touch of persistence and obsession deep in his eyes.

Mo Feng grasped his hand tightly, expressing that he knew.

If that's what you want, I'll make it for you.You want to live forever, then I promise you, as long as I live, I will not allow you to die.

If you want to have advanced cultivation, this is also simple.I will travel all over the devil world, collect panacea for you, and strengthen your foundation and cultivate your vitality.

If you want it, I can do it.

Mo Feng looked at Mo Ziqing quietly, and conveyed his thoughts to Mo Ziqing through the meeting of eyes.

After getting along for a long time, Mo Ziqing can guess what Mo Feng wants to say through a small movement and a slight look in Mo Feng's eyes.This time, looking at Mo Feng's young age, he wanted to protect himself so confidently but calmly.Mo Ziqing smiled... He stretched out his hand to hold Mo Feng in his arms, and said softly, "My Feng'er is indeed a treasure. Hehe. But, I don't need Fenger's protection. Fenger only needs to When I'm not around, just protect yourself, you know?"

Inexplicably, Mo Ziqing's tone suddenly became a little melancholy and reluctant.

Mo Feng grabbed his hand and silently asked him what he wanted to do and why he said that.

Mo Ziqing knew what Mo Feng was asking, he sighed softly, and said, "Feng'er, even if I'm not favored anymore, I'm the son of the Demon God, the young master of the Demon Realm Palace, this is an unchangeable fact .Now I have turned two hundred years old, and I have reached the age to go out to practice."

"This is the rule of the Demon Realm Hall, regardless of superiority or inferiority. I have no way to escape, and I cannot escape. After three days, I must leave..."

Reluctance, heartache, restlessness...hesitation...All kinds of feelings weighed on Mo Ziqing's heart, making him feel heavy in his heart, and he could hardly breathe.

He is not afraid of experiencing danger.He was just worried that Mo Feng would stay in Fengyuan alone.Having lived in the Demon Realm Palace for so long, he knows better than anyone else what kind of existence the Demon Realm Palace is.

He is here, everything is okay.After all, he is an adult, even though the guards of the Demon Realm Palace look down on him, they dare not be presumptuous in public.But if he leaves...

He was worried that Mo Feng would not be able to withstand the torment due to his young age.How can he be relieved, how can he be relieved...he...can't be relieved...he is deeply worried...

But he was helpless, helpless.How can he resist the venerables of the Demon Realm Palace with his own power! !Especially his moody, ruthless father...

"Feng'er...I can't bear you...I can't let you go...Brother...I can't worry about you..." Mo Ziqing suddenly hugged Mo Feng tightly.The force was so great that it seemed to rub Mo Feng into his body.

Mo Feng didn't struggle and let him hold her.It wasn't until he had hugged enough and calmed down that Mo Feng pushed his arms away.

Mo Feng stood up from his arms and stood quietly in front of him, staring deeply at him with a pair of black eyes, then slowly raised his right hand, fingertips glowed with white light.Under his somewhat stunned gaze, Mo Feng pointed in the air, flicked his sleeves, and the white light in the fluttering sleeves of his clothes flew towards the ancient tree about ten feet high surrounded by three people not far away.The white light sank into the ancient tree in an instant.

'Peng, Peng, clatter' there was a loud noise.The towering ancient tree suddenly fell to the ground, and after falling to the ground, it turned into wisps of dust, which floated into the sky and melted into the air.

An ancient tree in Nuoda, with Mo Ziqing's distraction late cultivation level, it is easy to push it down.But! ! !But if he wanted to make it look like this, turning it into strands of fine dust, Mo Ziqing asked himself that even if he tried his best, he couldn't do it.I'm afraid that even the cultivation base of the golden core stage cannot achieve this kind of state of being reduced to dust.Nascent Soul Stage?Mo Ziqing never fought with those people, he didn't know.

However, seeing that Mo Feng, who was only seven years old, turned that towering ancient tree into dust with such a light touch, Mo Ziqing was shocked.He stood up from the bluestone and looked ahead without blinking.Then he turned around, squatted down, and looked at Mo Feng.

"Feng'er, how did you do it?" Mo Ziqing couldn't believe it, couldn't believe that Mo Feng would have such tyrannical power.

Mo Feng stared at him, pursed his thin pink lips lightly, grabbed his hand, and secretly wrapped him with the power of his soul.After making sure he won't be harmed by foreign objects.With a movement of Mo Feng's mind, he rolled up and disappeared in place.The next moment, they appeared in the woods behind the mountain.

Strange flowers in the forest are blooming, colorful butterflies are fluttering on the stamens, and occasionally a few kingfishers are singing cheerfully on the branches in the forest, but in such a quiet and beautiful space, Mo Ziqing stares blankly at Mo Feng, for a long time Did not return to God.

"Feng...Feng'er...Brother is dreaming, isn't he?" At this moment, Mo Ziqing still couldn't believe that Mo Feng would have such strong strength.

Seeing that Mo Ziqing lost his composure, Mo Feng frowned slightly. He slowly took two steps back and floated in front of Mo Ziqing in the air. He slowly raised his hands and moved his fingers dexterously, as if dancing a beautiful dance. .As his fingers danced back and forth, a white light glowed on his body, the light was dazzling, dazzling and intoxicating.Coupled with his elegant and quiet, detached and refined temperament, long lavender hair, and white clothes, he looks like an innocent fairy boy who has fallen into the mundane world.

Mo Ziqing looked at Mo Feng dancing with his ten fingers foolishly, and watched the surrounding scene constantly changing under Mo Feng's dancing, finally, it turned into a piece of green grass, with a clear spring in the distance, and a bamboo house next to the spring , there is a fence around the bamboo house, a kind of purple and elegant small flowers are climbing on it, and outside the fence is a lush forest.