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The first thousand and thirty-four chapters fourth order

Looking at the small square stone in my hand.

Chen Feng's perception slowly penetrated in, his brows suddenly frowned, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

The internal structure of this stone is very strange. His perception is like a quagmire and he cannot sense the stone clearly.

However, he felt a vague fluctuation of holy energy from inside the stone.

He had never seen such holy energy. Although he could not fully sense the inside of the stone, the light could infer the extraordinaryness of this stone from this point.

then.

Chen Feng focused his perception again on the pattern of the miniature sword, from which he could sense the mysterious mystery of the sword.

He tried to use a magical art about swords. When the sword energy came out on him, the small sword pattern on the stone actually wandered on the surface of the stone, thus revealing a mysterious secret of the sword and sank into his body.

Feeling the mystery of this sword carefully, Chen Feng's eyes flashed with a look of surprise.

Even he felt that the mystery of this sword was very wonderful. After it was integrated into his body, he would have a deeper understanding of the sword magic he used. No wonder Tang Kexin practiced the sword magic and made such rapid progress.

This stone is too mysterious.

Chen Feng speculated that it may not be a treasure within the lower and middle realms, but it is most likely from the higher level of the upper realm.

Using his spiritual energy, Chen Feng sent the stone back to the other side of the screen and said, "Kexin, you must put this stone away and never let others know about it."

The reason why Tang Kexin was hunted by the people from the Fantasy Sea God Sect and the Red Star Palace this time was because when she was using this stone, she was discovered by two ordinary inner sect elders from the Fantasy Sea God Sect and the Red Star Palace.

At that time, Tang Kexin was practicing a magical art of swords in the mountains. She held the stone in one palm, occasionally stopped and carefully realized it.

When Tang Kexin was chased in the lower realm, it was entirely caused by this stone.

"Brother Chen Feng, you need this treasure more than me, so we don't have to be so polite." Tang Kexin's tone was filled with sadness when he saw Chen Feng refused to stop.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Kexin, I am the former Xiaoyao Immortal Emperor. Don't you believe in my methods? This stone can accelerate your cultivation. Haven't you always wanted to chase me? Without this treasure, your strength will be further and further away by me. Is this the result you want?"

"Besides, I have some ways to improve my cultivation. You don't have to worry about me. Now I can recover from my injuries with peace of mind."

Upon hearing this, Tang Kexin was silent for a long time. She also knew that Brother Chen Feng was a person and would definitely not accept this treasure today.

After sighing, she held the small stone floating in front of her again in her palm and said, "Brother Chen Feng, I will never drag you down. I will practice harder and strive to help you when you attack the Zhao family of the demon subduing demons."

As her words fell.

A rather polite voice sounded outside the room: "Chen Feng, you..."

The voice came to an abrupt end, and then the voice changed its mouth and said, "Senior Chen, are you here?"

The person who can hear the words should be a little uncomfortable.

It can be seen from the sound that it must be the woman An Sirong.

Tang Kexin said: "Brother Chen Feng, Vice President An should have something to ask you for help. You should deal with the matter of the Imperial Court first!"

"I will come to find you when my injury recovers."

This girl is very understanding. She missed Chen Feng very much before, so she left her to chat. Now that she saw that Chen Feng had something to do, she naturally would not be entangled.

Chen Feng said a few more words before he opened the door and walked out.

An Sirong, who was full of mature smell, saw Chen Feng coming out of the room, dared not have the teasing attitude she had before, and spoke respectfully again: "Senior Chen, President Ren and President Du are waiting for you outside the courtyard. They dare not enter here without your consent."

Chen Feng said casually: "Let them come in."

The words fell.

Dean Ren and Dean Du outside the courtyard should have heard that they walked in by themselves. Although the injuries in their bodies had not recovered, they could do the least walking.

In front of Shen Feng, they tried their best to bend over and walked over respectfully, after all, their lives were controlled by Shen Feng.

"Senior, the Imperial Court will be your home in the future. You can go to and from every place here at will. We want to take you to the reserve warehouse of the Imperial Court. It is piled with all the spirit stones and various spiritual herbs from our Imperial Court." Dean Ren said carefully.

Chen Feng looked at Dean Ren with satisfaction. It turned out that these two old men were here to deliver things. He wanted to improve his cultivation now, but he just happened to lack spirit stones.

"You are leading the way." Chen Feng was not too pretentious.

Seeing Chen Feng accepting happily, President Ren and President Du breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the Zou Courtyard of the Imperial Court has fallen, and the ancient remnant formation has also lost its function. The Imperial Court needs a backer. After all, the combat power of the two of them cannot be ranked among the top in the middle.

When An Sirong saw the two deans' attitude, she smiled bitterly in her heart. Before, she wanted Chen Feng to help participate in the competition between the elders of the inner dean.

Now that such a thing has happened, this battle will definitely be cancelled.

Under the orders of President Du and President Ren, everyone in the West Square just now swears with the heart of martial arts that they will not say a word about what happened today.

After passing multiple levels along the way, Chen Feng and others came to a warehouse.

There were lines of lines drawn on the thick gate, and Dean Ren used his spiritual energy to rearrange these lines.

There was a "click" sound.

A crack was suddenly opened by the thick door.

Dean Ren and Dean Du pushed open the door and made a "invitation" gesture to Chen Feng. They had completely figured it out in their hearts. Since resistance has no effect, why not be respectful to Chen Feng?

Enter the reserve warehouse.

What comes to you is an extremely rich spiritual energy, and the first thing that catches your eyes are shining spirit stones.

Chen Feng immediately said, "You guys retreat first! I want to go into seclusion here to practice."

Dean Ren and Dean Du were very tactful and did not ask any nonsense. They retreated respectfully, and An Sirong naturally followed him out of the reserve warehouse.

After the three of them left.

Chen Feng had nothing to hesitate about. He sat cross-legged on the ground and began to quickly absorb the spirit stones.

...

Time flies, three days later.

Most of the spirit stones here were consumed.

The air flow in the air is chaotic, and the space fluctuates and ripples.

Although the aura on Chen Feng's body climbed to a higher level and was frozen at the fourth-level saint, he was not happy at all.

This time, the black dots and blood-red rings snatched more violently, absorbing half of the spirit stones in the Imperial Academy reserve warehouse. Their cultivation level was only increased from a third-level saint to a fourth-level saint. Chen Feng was so depressed!
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