Supreme Dragon Soul

"Grandpa, I took note of it.

Luo Cheng nodded heavily.

In the past few days, when Luo Mingshan chatted with him, apart from cultivation matters, the most talked about was his experience in the world.

Luo Heng stuffed a brocade bag into Luo Cheng's package, "Luo Cheng, there are 800,000 taels of gold tickets in it. If it's not enough, you can send a message back."

"That's enough. Thank you, uncle."

Luo Cheng's nose felt a little sore and he glanced at Luo Mingshan and others, "I'm leaving, please take care of yourself!"

After saying that, Luo Cheng clamped his horse's belly, and the green-manged horse galloped away, followed closely by Luo Hong.

It was still early in the morning, and there were no pedestrians on the streets. The green-haired horses were running at full speed, as fast as lightning, and they were out of Qishan City in an instant.

Feeling the strong wind coming towards him, Luo Cheng looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and couldn't help but feel heroic and ambitious in his heart.

This is the first time he has left Qishan City. When he returns, he will make Luo Cheng famous throughout the Dai Yue Dynasty, and even beyond!

Six days later, Luo Cheng and Luo Hong arrived at the Benma Plain, thousands of miles away from Qishan City.

There was a strong smell of blood in the somewhat moist wind.

Luo Cheng and Luo Hong were surrounded by a group of blood wolves. There were dozens of blood wolf corpses on the ground.

Most of these corpses were cut into two parts, and none of them were dead. The rest were crushed into pulp, and the remains of flesh and blood were scattered on the ground.

The blood wolf is an extremely common one-star monster in the Galloping Horse Plains. Its individual strength is comparable to that of a warrior in the middle stage of the Body Tempering Realm. It just likes to appear in groups, which is very troublesome.

"Shake the mountain!"

"Yunding!"

Luo Cheng smashed the two blood wolves approaching with one punch. The long sword in his right hand flashed, and the blood wolves that rushed over were cut into several pieces in the air, and blood rained down!

Luo Hong was very casual. As soon as he raised his hand, the approaching blood wolf was crushed into a pile of meat.

In just a few breaths, the remaining dozens of blood wolves were killed cleanly.

"Cheng'er, what you just performed was the second form of the Skyfall Sword Technique?"

Luo Hong looked at the blood wolf corpse on the ground and asked.

Luo Cheng nodded, "I just succeeded in practicing a few days ago."

Luo Hong was a little stunned.

He found that he still underestimated Luo Cheng's understanding.

After pondering for a while, Luo Hong said: "Cheng'er, as your cultivation level increases, the role of martial arts will become more and more powerful. Although your comprehension is very strong, the level of your martial soul is too low. If your cultivation level stagnates in the future, don't let this happen. discouraged."

Luo Hong is worried that Luo Cheng is too successful now and will not be able to withstand the slow progress of his cultivation in the future.

"Father, actually my martial spirit is not a simple unpregnant martial spirit."

Luo Cheng decided to tell Luo Hong the truth, at least so that the other party would not worry about it.

"Isn't it a simple unconcealed martial spirit?"

Luo Hong was stunned.

Luo Cheng didn't explain any more, he directly summoned the martial spirit, came to the blood wolf corpse, sat down cross-legged, and started to devour it.

Buzz!

The nine-color mysterious light shone, and the blood wolf soul emerged from the corpse and disappeared into Luo Cheng's body.

"This is!"

Luo Hong looked at the corpse that was rapidly losing its vitality, and his expression was shocked.

One head, two heads, three heads...

Luo Cheng devoured the blood wolf corpse, then stopped and said:

"Father, my martial soul can swallow beast souls and even grow the martial soul."

Luo Cheng put the devouring ability on Wuhun and did not mention the nine-color scales.

"You can swallow beast souls and your martial soul will grow!"

Luo Hong chewed these words repeatedly.

He had also heard that some people were gifted and had certain abilities as soon as their martial souls were awakened, but it was clear that Luo Cheng had not yet conceived a martial soul...

Without struggling with this issue for too long, Luo Hong suddenly said seriously: "Cheng'er, who else have you mentioned this matter to?"

Luo Cheng shook his head.

"Okay! From now on, don't mention this to anyone, not even me. Also, don't ever use this ability in front of others!"

Luo Hong warned and continued: "People are afraid of unknown things. If people know that your martial soul can devour other people's martial souls and grow, it will definitely be a catastrophic disaster! There is no place for you in heaven and earth!"

Luo Cheng nodded: "Father, I took note of it."

Knowing that what Luo Cheng awakened was not the real useless martial spirit, Luo Hong felt happy and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's continue on our way."

After more than ten days, the two came to a small town called Linyang Town.

Looking at Linyang Town, Luo Hong had a sad look in his eyes and said:

"After Linyang Town, two to three hundred miles away is Linjiang City. Linjiang City has ferries for the three major sects. If you want to take the ferry to Xuanyuan Sect, I will take you here!"

"good."

Luo Cheng knew that his father and mother met in Linjiang City, so he definitely didn't want to miss the person after seeing things, so he nodded.

"Let's go in and take a rest."

Luo Hong got off his horse and led the young horse towards the town.

Luo Cheng followed and asked: "Father, you used to be a disciple of three major sects. Which sect were you?"

Luo Hong smiled and said: "I worshiped Lieyun Sect at first..."

Phew!

Just as Luo Hong spoke, suddenly, a loud cry came from the sky, and the sky suddenly dimmed.

"The Fiery Bird of Lieyun Sect!"

Luo Hong was startled and looked up at the southern sky.

Luo Cheng also looked at it, his pupils shrinking slightly.

The clouds in the southern sky seemed to be on fire at this moment, and they were a bright red.

Between the clouds, there is a huge flying bird.

The bird's feathers are reddish-gold, its shape is plump, its wings are spread out, and it is a hundred meters in size, like a ball of fire soaring in the sky!

Faintly, you can see several figures standing on the back of the flamingo.

"Sun Yingyang!"

Staring at the leading figure on the flamingo, Luo Hong's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the knuckles of the hand holding the reins turned slightly white.

"Sun Yingyang..."

Luo Cheng noticed the change in his father's expression and thought about it carefully, his expression also changed accordingly.

He had heard the name Sun Yingyang before.

This man was once his father's fellow disciple.

It was also this person who severely injured his father, his muscles and veins were destroyed, and his cultivation was unable to progress even an inch! As a result, my father has been depressed for more than ten years and can only survive by drinking!

This name was once the person Luo Cheng hated the most!

The flamingo flew past the small town of Linyang. Seeing it flying further and further away, it suddenly turned back and flew back.

call!

The strong wind blew back, and the flamingo landed in front of Luo and Cheng. The strong wind caused by flapping its wings forced the green-haired horse to retreat.

Four figures got off the flamingo. The leader was a middle-aged man with high cheekbones, kite shoulders and jackal eyes. He was wearing a purple and gold robe with a gold rim on the cuffs.

The boy next to him was fifteen or sixteen years old. His face was roughly similar to that of a middle-aged man. He was dressed in white, with a flame cloud pattern on his chest. He wore a long knife on his waist and his eyes were extremely sharp and domineering.

There was a man and a woman in the back, both of the same age, with flame cloud patterns on their chests.

"Haha, why did it suddenly become a little cold at noon? It turns out that there is an old friend here."

The leading middle-aged man looked at Luo Hong, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

"Junior Brother Luo Hong, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you?"