Chapter 1202 Go Back to Zhou Wu

A few days later, Mu Feng left the customs. After leaving the customs, Mu Feng lost two senses of sharpness and a touch of back-to-basics and plainness. In the big universe, the human body is the small universe, so human beings themselves possess Tao, and practice is a process of self-development.

For a powerful practitioner, his own way can affect the way of heaven and earth, use it, and even change and create it.

In the battle front hall, everyone gathered, Mu Fenggao sat on the top seat, and everyone below gathered together.

"Brother Feng, are you finally going back to Zhou Wu?"

Mu Kuang said excitedly.

Mu Feng finally decided to return to Zhou Wu.

"Well, I have been out for nearly three years, and I have some grievances. I should go back and deal with them."

Mu Feng said, a cold sharpness flashed in his eyes.

"When I come back, if the king blocks me, I will kill the king; if the city blocks me, I will tear down the city!"

Mu Feng did not forget how those forces in Zhou Wu Dynasty, Zhongzhou, and Muzhou oppressed him when he was weak and weak.

How did the Lingxiao Temple that he and a group of people painstakingly managed fell apart in an instant.

Jin Dongxu is the chief culprit, and the forces in Zhongzhou are the accomplices!

Now, his basic task has been completed, and he still has a lot of time. If he doesn't go back and settle down with his clansmen, under his command, how can he practice without restraint if he understands those grievances.

"I'm finally going back, I miss my master so much"

Bai Ziyue sighed, even though he broke through to the King Realm, his strength may not be much weaker than him, but Bai Ziyue will never forget the kindness of teaching and nurturing.

"Hey, I want to go back together, the old man will be very happy if he knows that I have also broken through the king realm now."

Yao Chuan also laughed.

"Brother Feng, we also want to go back with you, anyway, our mission has already been completed."

Yang Hai said to several members of the King of Heavenly Soul Realm.

"And me, I want to go too"

Hao Meili and Princess Ziyun also stood up and said.

The others also looked at Mu Feng, and they all wanted to go back with Mu Feng to have a look.

Mu Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not going back for fun, but to get to know some personal grievances, why are you following me back?"

"Hey, Brother Feng, look, these days we are either cultivating or fighting. This is a rare time to relax. We also want to go back and see what Brother Feng's hometown is like. Besides, Brother Feng, your enemy is also our brothers and sisters. my enemies, brothers, don’t you think so?”

Yang Hai said with a cheap smile.

"Yes Brother Feng, let us be with you."

"That's right, Brother Feng, your enemy is also our enemy, brothers can help you when you go back."

Everyone said.

"I see you bastards just want to be lazy"

Mu Feng smiled helplessly.

"Okay, let's go back together, but my hometown will disappoint you"

Mu Feng laughed.

"oh……"

Everyone was overjoyed and cheered loudly, and finally they could go out for a tour of the mountains and rivers.

Looking at the laughing crowd, Mu Feng felt a little warmth in his heart.

Although there are not many people in Zhan Feng, there are more than three hundred people, but now all of them are monks in the Linghai realm, and there are no fewer than fifty or sixty people in the Linghai realm. Including him, there are ten kings in total.

This force can completely push Zhou Wu Dynasty and any force outside the Demon King's Mansion.

On the same day, Mu Feng went back to Bianjiang City, bought hundreds of thousands of spirit ore materials, and came back to refine spirit boats as a means of transportation.

This time, it was Xiyue herself who helped Mu Feng refine a high-quality top-grade Wangzhou.

This spirit boat is purple in color and streamlined. It can be hundreds of meters long and accommodate hundreds of people. It can be as small as a spirit shuttle, which can be put into the dantian of the body. Its flying speed is 30,000 miles a day, comparable to the sky in the realm of heaven. The king in the first place flies with all his strength, which is very good for escaping his life and rushing on the road.

As for the name, Mu Feng randomly chose a Purple Lightning Spirit Boat.

Four days later, in Zhanfeng Manor, a purple spirit boat with a length of 100 meters was suspended in the air, surrounded by traces of purple thunder and lightning.

This spirit boat is powered by the power of thunder, plus floating formations, some thrust formations as the basis, and many thunder pattern patterns that can absorb the power of thunder.

Everyone stepped onto the purple electric spirit boat, and Mu Feng controlled the spirit boat with Yuanli. Immediately, a defensive formation was activated, turning into a light curtain to cover the spirit boat.

Afterwards, the purple lightning spirit boat, with its powerful thunder, roared, turned into a purple thunderbolt and flew through the air, disappearing in the sky above Zhanfeng Manor.

Mu Feng put the driving spirit stone into the output formation to transform the power of thunder and provide power for the spirit boat.

And his spiritual sense can control the flying direction of the spirit boat.

Everyone sat on the spirit boat, forming a large and small circle, drinking fine wine, eating delicious food, laughing and looking at the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers below.

This group of goods really treats them as traveling and relaxing.

"Brother Feng, hurry up and punch and drink, you are the only one missing, today I must overwhelm this kid Mu Kuang."

A king in front of the battle, Wen Yong smiled and waved for Mu Feng to come over for a drink.

"Haha, here we come, Xiao Kuang, don't look at him as tall and strong, he can't hold alcohol."

Mu Feng laughed and walked over.

"Hey, Brother Feng, don't expose me to the bottom line."

"Xiao Kuang, it's agreed, no one can refine it with kung fu, whoever falls first will wash our underpants for a month!"

"Damn, whoever is afraid of whom, do it!"

Mu Feng and the others were drinking and punching, making a lot of noise. Princess Ziyun, Hao Meili, and the other ten Zhanfeng female cultivators were much more civilized, and formed their own small circle. Everyone chatted and laughed while eating delicious snacks. From time to time, there were bursts of pleasant silver bell laughter.

What can't be said is blood, and what can't be sighed is youth.

The purple lightning spirit boat turned into a thunderous rainbow and roared through the sky, and this time Mu Feng's return, the Zhou Wu Dynasty, would inevitably set off a bloody storm.

Zhou Wu Dynasty, in the city of Zhongzhou.

Today's Zhongzhou City is extremely lively, and today is another Qianlong Competition.

And this year's Qianlong Competition is also extremely lively.

Qianlong Square, Shengyuan Mountain, talented disciples from all sides are fighting in Shengyuan Mountain, competing for the top spot in Qianlong.

Countless people can clearly see the situation of Dabi through the light curtain refracted by the formation.

"The tomorrow of the Ming family is too powerful. No one in the Yuan Dan realm can block that bright sword art."

Someone looked at the figure in fluttering white clothes, holding a long sword, emitting streaks of white sword light, and sighed.

"Well, yes, this year's top spot in Qianlong's list, I'm afraid it must be tomorrow's power, but his combat power, after all, still can't break the terrifying explosive power of one hundred and fifty elephants created by Mu Feng in the past."

Someone also mentioned a name that had been lost in people's ears for many years.

"After all, Mu Feng is a peerless genius who emerges once every thousand years in the dynasty. It's hard to see another evildoer like him."

"Mu Feng, hehe, what's the use of being strong? After so many years of disappearing, I'm afraid he would have died under the pursuit of several major forces."