Although Lu Feng did not understand why those people had died by the Azure Sea Canglang Sword, he knew that the Purple-Clad Man had definitely orchestrated the whole affair.
With the Panshen Heavenly Palace stepping in, peace had returned to the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Continent, and Su Yuexin and Su Yuexi had naturally returned to the White Cloud Sect.
During this attack by the Northern Evil Path, Su Yuexin had avoided the strongest opponents' sharp edge and slain countless enemies, successfully entering the Immortal Realm herself. Her astonishing speed of cultivation had led many people to begin speaking of the Six Divine Swords.
When the Scruffy Old Man mentioned this news, he gave Lu Feng a strange smile. Clearly, he knew that Lu Feng had given the two women Flat Peaches.
News from the outside world was limited, after all. Most of Lu Feng's time was still spent on the tedious business of being a statue.
The nascent soul in his middle dantian could now be described as mature. It sat upright with its eyes closed, utterly motionless. The only thing that annoyed Lu Feng was that its former tender, rosy appearance had been much more handsome. Now, because of the five meridians connecting his two dantians, true qi of five different colors wound around its entire body, making it look like a piece of multicolored porcelain.
Day after day passed, and that enormous reserve of energy had been almost completely absorbed. Lu Feng could no longer remember exactly how much time had passed. He could only estimate that it had probably been close to three years.
His aura had already become that of the Immortal Realm when he learned the Canglang Art. Now, with the hard shell blocking it, he could not sense it clearly, but he had