"Shang Xiufang is not here..."

After a moment of sensing, Chu Feng withdrew his spiritual power, a cold light appeared in his eyes, but a look flashed in his heart.

“Not here?”

Chen Luoyan showed a look of surprise and said, "Impossible. General Zhai wanted me to report Shang Xiufang's information three days ago...!"

"See the Lord, Queen...!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes walked to the Chu Feng Shen Luo Geese and whispered.

This middle-aged man was Zhai Rang, the leader of Wagang Village back then.

At the beginning, after Chu Feng surrendered Zhai Rang, the entire Wagang Village surrendered to the Great Sui Dynasty and counterattacked other small treacherous rebels. After Chu Feng founded the country, he was entrusted with important tasks and was the general of protecting the country.

Chen Luoyan looked at Zhai Rang and said in a deep voice: "General Zhai, are you still in this Manqing Garden?"

Zhai Rang immediately said: "Shang everyone has been under our surveillance..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Feng waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go, take us to Shangjia's room..."

"Yes..." Zhai Rang quickly led the way.

Soon, an exquisite room was imprinted into the eyes.

When I knocked on the door, I saw a woman sitting between the dressing tables, with her delicate and beautiful face printed on the bronze mirror.

"Master Shang, the emperor and the queen are here, why don't you greet each other...!" Zhai Rang shouted.

The woman turned around and it turned out to be Shang Xiufang, but Chu Feng clearly felt that this woman was definitely not the real Shang Xiufang.

"You are not Shang Xiufang. Has Shang Xiufang really returned to Cihang Jingzhai?"

Chu Feng asked lightly.

He had seen Shang Xiufang, and had also seen through Shang Xiufang's true identity with his spirit, knowing that he was another descendant of Cihang Jingzhai.

The woman in front of her was in another spirit, completely different from Shang Xiufang.

He knew that appearance could change, but spirit was extremely difficult.

Just like his disguise technique and muscle-retraction and bone-retraction techniques, they can easily change to most men, but once they have a spiritual master, they can immediately discover flaws.

This kind of spiritual master is already an extraordinary being, with an extremely keen mind and a spirit that can identify the breath with your spirit. As long as you have met someone once, you will not make any mistakes. It is even more difficult to fool them.

Chu Feng is naturally a spiritual master. He was locked in his soul for thousands of miles. Even if he changed to a thousand faces, it would be useless. Therefore, he could see through the reality of this woman at a glance.

"Why did the Lord say this? I am Shang Xiufang...!" The woman showed a puzzled look and looked at Chu Feng in confusion.

"You dare to pretend to be garlic..."

Chu Feng sneered, bounced his fingers and shot out a force, "I'm going to see what kind of demon you are..."

The energy flew out and turned into a qi blade, which directly cut the woman's throat.

Blood spilled all over the room, and the two around them were a little stunned. Obviously, they did not expect Chu Feng to kill people directly.

However, when they looked at the woman again, their expressions changed slightly, because the woman had changed drastically, and it was not Shang Xiufang's appearance, but a middle-aged woman with a plain appearance.

"This...!" Chen Luoyan Zhai Rang couldn't speak for a moment.

"It's really Shang Xiufang returned to Cihang Jingzhai?"

Chu Feng nodded: "It should be true. Fortunately, I still left a backup plan, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to find the mountain gate of Cihang Jingzhai..."

As early as when he opened the ancestral orifice, he planted his own spiritual mark on Shi Feixuan.

With his ability to chase souls from thousands of miles apart, even if the two are thousands of miles apart, he can find Shi Feixuan with his spiritual sense and then find where Cihang Jingzhai is.

"Walk…!"

While walking, the three of them had left Manqingyuan.

...

Sitting on the dragon throne, Chu Feng opened his eyes, and the emperor used the qi-seeking technique to break the gathering node of the fortune of heaven and earth, this node may be where Cihang Jingzhai is located.

Sitting on the dragon throne can increase his qi-seeking technique by the emperor by half.

"It's roughly in the southwest..."

Chu Feng's eyes shone brightly, as if the eyes of the divine emperor, piercing through the three realms, and all changes in the aura were clearly checked and understood in his heart.

The world is so great that even Chu Feng’s ability can no longer lock souls within such a large range. Therefore, he must first use the means of looking at the qi to determine the general direction, and then accurately chase the souls with the 100-mile.

Chu Feng closed his eyes slightly.

In the ancestral orifice, the spiritual light of nature flashed, and the view of emptiness is not empty, and the whole person has entered the supreme spiritual realm in the dark and began to sense the spiritual breath from a distance.

The Qi Sect has the ability to lock souls for thousands of miles. If you start with a wisp of breath and spirit, you can't escape even if you go up to heaven and earth and penetrate into the underworld!

At this moment, Chu Feng's spirit seemed to be infinitely amplified, and he came to the mountains in the southwest, looking down at all like a god, and even found the strand of his desire from the dense qi, and traced the roots all the way down.

A scene suddenly appeared in front of Fang Ming:

In the solemn Buddhist temple, a young woman wearing a blue robe with picturesque eyebrows and skin that is better than snow suddenly frowned, and the sound of chanting in her mouth suddenly stopped.

"Feixuan, what's wrong..." The female nun in green next to her said with concern.

"I feel a little uneasy, and I always feel that something big is about to happen..."

Fan Qinghui immediately looked solemn: "I had a whim just now. It seems that our enemy is coming..."

"Let's go... let's go to the main hall to discuss matters..."

...

Deep in the mountains.

The sea of ​​clouds is continuous and the fog is swirling. Sometimes spiritual apes pick fruits and cranes roar. It is really a fairy-like atmosphere.

"Home is in the mountains, and the clouds are deep and I don't know where it is!"

Chu Feng was wearing a blue warrior uniform, standing on the Dita Peak Mountain Road with his hands behind his back. Looking at the stone plaques on both sides, he couldn't help but smile: "Come to me today, this 'Dita Peak' is worthy of its name!"

After seven days, he finally found the location of Cihang Jingzhai.

Shen Luoyan was wearing military uniform, heroic and handsome, looking around, sighed: "The Lord said it well..."

Behind Shen Luoyan, there is a team of hundreds of people. These are all elite masters of the Song Dynasty, and each of them has first-class martial arts.

It is difficult to travel here, so it is naturally impossible to lead ordinary troops to come. The best way to mobilize elite troops to kill them.

"Where is Fan Qinghui? Emperor Song came to worship the mountain!!! He didn't quickly open the mountain gate to welcome the holy carriage!"

A charming woman covering her face walked out and let out a long and pleasant roar.

But it was Zhu Yuyan.

She was the only one who took the initiative to destroy Cihang Jingzhai.

The sound waves surged, spreading from afar, making noises back and forth in the valley, and even shaking away the clouds and mists in the sky.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, but it seems to be only a moment.

Boom!

Boom!

The main building of Cihang Jingzhai roared.

The portal is located in a thick and maroon red color, and the wooden door with a lotus-decorated door knocker on the door is opened.

After passing the seventh gate, Chu Feng and Chen Luoyan and other masters walked for a long time before they arrived at a large square.

In the jungle in the distance, there is a towering and upright spire. The sounds of chanting scriptures floated from the main hall "Cihang Hall" on the front.

"The poor nun is always good. I don't know what kind of thing is the reason for Emperor Song coming?"

An old nun with a calm face and eyes that was unwavering, like a lifeless old nun, came out and clasped his rituals to Chu Feng.

"Of course it's for killing people!"

Chu Feng's fingers flicked, and his strength was like a knife. The sword energy swept across. Chang Shanni's head fell immediately and rolled on the ground a few times.

The emergence of blood plasma turned this pure Buddhist land into a Shura field in an instant.

The woman's screaming voice came faintly, and more than a dozen nuns and many masters appeared from the Cihang Hall.

"Emperor Song!"

Fan Qinghui's figure slowly walked out of the hall.

It seemed that she was about thirty years old, but her simple appearance gave people a look at the world, and there was no feeling of vicissitudes that moved her with nothing.

The bald head, whose hair was gone, emphasized that her face was clearly clear and beautiful outline like the undulating mountains and rivers, making people forget the mundane and seem to think of other worldly things again, which is a very disrespectful act to her.

She looked at Chu Feng with a calm look: "Emperor Song is finally here!"
Chapter completed!