Chapter 4

Feeling the faint breath of Chu Town, he felt cold in his heart. The ancient customs were not enough to vent his anger, so he tried his best.

Chu Chengfang's arms soared several times in an instant, his clothes were broken like flocs, and the power of the peak warrior was fully displayed. A strong wind surrounded the ancient wind between the waves, and his overwhelming power poured out like a rushing river.

"Plop!"

In front of the peak warrior, Gu Feng has no power to fight back, and his fierce spirit power makes him fall at Chu Chengfang's feet.

Before he got up, Tanzhong acupoint was kicked by a sudden kick, and his whole body's Qi and blood were solidified immediately. Huge force penetrated into the body and sealed every trace of strength of the ancient style, which made him unable to blink.

Gu Feng feels his powerlessness in front of the top martial artists. At the same time, his unyielding will is burning fiercely.

He bit his teeth and endured Chu Chengfang's attack. He didn't even snore. He just opened his eyes to the people who wanted to deprive him of everything. The pain in his heart had already surpassed and almost smashed his internal organs!

"Hum!" After Chu Chengfang restrained him, he gave a cold hum and rushed to check the situation of Chu town.

"Unexpectedly, under the eyes of Mr. Chu and I, I beat Mr. Chu seriously. What a trick!"

Mo yuan sneers and comes to Gu Feng. His eyes fall on his fist.

Gu Feng's fist was still tightly clenched, and never let go. Just now, the blow that broke the window and the blow that hit Chu town all tried their best, so that the skin opened to the flesh!

An evil light flashed in Mo yuan's eyes, and suddenly he reached out and grabbed him.

"Puchi!"

From Baihui cave, an arrogant divine sense of energy poured into the body of Gufeng.

Tear like pain, so that he could hardly help the pain exhaled.

"I'd like to see how you, a junior warrior, can destroy my spiritual tattoo array!"

Mo Yuan said that the violent divine energy ran around in the ancient wind meridians, destroying every inch of meridians along the way. Finally, he found a spiritual root near the Dantian sea of Qi.

"Miso!"

A sharp pain like peeling off the soul comes from every part of the body, and the gifted spirit root is pulled out by Mo yuan from Gufeng's body.

Blood, oozing from the eyes, dyed every corner of the ancient sight.

He clenched his teeth rather than moan weakly.

A ray of sunlight through the cracks of the window lattice that he pierced, projected on his face, which made his painful expression add a bit of anger.

Gradually, the light in the eyes of Gu Feng became as bright as the sun

The gifted spirit root of thumb length is twisting and twinkling in Mo yuan's palm, just like a living creature.

He licked the corner of his lips, fingertips gently touched on it, a purple and golden light spot was brought into the air, gently flicked, and then slowly scattered like thousands of stardust.

A faint smell of sandalwood filled the air.

Mo yuan took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly brightened, staring at the gifted spirit root in his hand, and said in dismay: "this, it seems to be the congenital spirit root!"

"Oh?"

Chu Chengfang didn't know when, holding the dead Chu town to his side, smelling that his body trembled and said: "really?"

No wonder Chu Chengfang was shocked.

It's a genius in the world to have a spiritual root.

Moreover, most of these people came from rich families and took a lot of pills to Nourish Qi from childhood. In addition, they had great mental skills to guide them. Only after they communicated with the aura of heaven and earth, could they have a glimmer of hope to get through the spiritual pulse and merge into the spiritual root of talent.

Most people's spiritual roots are acquired.

Only a few people are born with a congenital spiritual root.

This kind of genius, because of its pure spiritual root, does not mix with too much power of miraculous medicine as the acquired fusion, so it is easier to awaken the talent and condense the gifted spiritual seed, and the practice speed is far faster than ordinary people.

Mo yuan nodded and said, "it should be right!"

The war soul academy has a history of nearly a thousand years, but there are only a few disciples who have innate spiritual roots, and all of them can condense Lingshan Daoguo in a short time after they have been introduced, which makes the younger generation look up to the powerful existence of worship.

His mood at the moment is extremely complicated. Unfortunately, if he was not in the chamber of the Chu family, if he had been discovered in advance

"It's time to die with no regrets that I have a congenital spiritual root."

Chu Chengfang said that he collected the talent Linggen from Mo yuan, put it into the warm jade box that he had prepared, and hid it close to his body.

Mo yuan opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He was just a recruiting envoy sent to chuiyun city by the war soul academy, and now he is only a high-level warrior. If it wasn't for the gold lettered signboard of war soul academy, I'm afraid he would not even be qualified to sit and drink tea in front of such a top warrior as Chu Chengfang.

Congenital spirit root is certainly attractive, but he did not dare to show half a point in front of Chu Cheng, can only silently lower his head.

Originally thought it was an ordinary postnatal Linggen, but unexpectedly there was a surprise. Chu Chengfang was very calm, but he was very excited. When he looked at the ancient wind lying on the ground, he felt more and more embarrassed.

He frowned and told the outside manager in a loud voice: "Lao he, clean up here quickly!"

The sunlight in Gufeng's eyes gradually darkens, disappears, and finally falls into endless darkness