I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 205 Legend of God
Lu Feng raised his hand and gently touched her head, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Zhu Qing, thank you."

Zhu Zhuqing leaned on Lu Feng's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, pouting slightly, with a hint of grievance.

"I feel a little unhappy. You hide everything from me."

"When I was little, my sisters would leave me all the good things they had. I love them very much, and sometimes I really want to do something for them."

"I don't want to always accept free contributions from others. It makes me feel useless, like I'm just a burden."

As she spoke, Zhu Zhuqing raised her head, looked at Lu Feng firmly, and said seriously: "So, Lu Feng, if you have any plans, or need my help, you must tell me, I want to share the responsibility with you."

Hearing this, Lu Feng's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

At the same time, he felt as if something was gently touching deep in his heart.

It was a long-lost warmth and touch.

Since traveling through time, Lu Feng has taken every step carefully, as if treading on thin ice.

From the hard work in the junior college, to the training in the Soul Beast Forest, to the cautious advancement in Tiandou City.

He rehearsed every plan in his mind countless times.

Although he had gained a lot along the way and had two close female friends, Lu Feng always felt that there seemed to be an invisible barrier between him and the world.

As a time traveler, he often feels that everything he has experienced is like an illusory dream.

For a long time, Lu Feng had difficulty integrating into the life of this world. It was as if he was just a bystander, quietly watching the comings and goings of people in this world.

If I were to say that the past ten years of life were like playing a game.

Keep killing monsters, upgrading, and picking up fragments.

Then Zhu Zhuqing's words today were like a spring breeze, gently knocking on the long-closed door in his heart.

"Zhu Qing, in your opinion, what is the highest realm of soul master cultivation?" Lu Feng's tone softened and his voice became particularly gentle.

"It should be a Titled Douluo, right? And the chief worshiper of the Spirit Hall is the most powerful soul master I have ever seen." Zhu Zhuqing answered seriously.

Before Lu Feng could respond, Zhu Zhuqing quickly continued, "You probably wouldn't ask such a simple question. Legend has it that when a soul master cultivates to level 100, he can break through the limits of the continent, break through the void, and achieve the divine realm."

"Ten thousand years ago, an angel god appeared in the Spirit Hall." Zhu Zhuqing said in a flat tone.

Lu Feng smiled, reached out to take the teapot, and slowly added some water to the teacup. Steam rose, and a faint tea fragrance filled the air.

"It seems that you know a lot. Yes, there is indeed a saying on the mainland that one can become a god at level 100."

"So, is it because of this ideal that you practice so hard?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at Lu Feng, with twinkling lights in her eyes.

She had never imagined that there would be a soul master who had aimed to become a god since childhood.

To her, it was so incredible.

"You can say that." Lu Feng stood up, slowly walked to the window, and looked up at the sky outside the window.

"Outside this continent, in the starry sky above our heads, there are indeed many real gods. Third-level gods, second-level gods, first-level gods, and above them, there are powerful people at the level of God Kings."

"This world is like a huge chessboard, but also an invisible cage."

"We who are trapped on this continent are like chess pieces on a chessboard. We seem free, but in fact we are controlled by the threads of fate."

"However, the truly powerful enemies are still outside the domain. Even if you become a god, your power is far less than a finger of those extraterritorial demons."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, her eyes full of shock and disbelief.

She stared at Lu Feng blankly, shocked by the shocking news. For a moment, she had no time to think.

She didn't know how Lu Feng knew these secrets that even the royal family might not know.

"So, Zhuqing, do you understand?" Lu Feng paused for a moment, his eyes deep.

"In my life, every step I take is like walking on thin ice. I dare not slack off for even a moment. I am worried that one day, those beings that are too powerful for me to resist will suddenly descend on this continent."

"I'm really scared. I'm afraid that by then I won't even be qualified to be their pawn."

After saying this, Lu Feng picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

The boiling hot tea slid down my throat, bringing a hint of warmth.

He knew in his heart that this amount of information was too overwhelming for Zhu Zhuqing and he needed to give her some time to digest and understand it.

"How do you know all these things?" Zhu Zhuqing finally spoke, her eyes full of confusion and curiosity.

Lu Feng smiled slightly. He had expected Zhu Zhuqing to ask this.

"First of all, it is widely known that there are records about angel gods in all the major provinces of the continent."

"Secondly, I also learned that in the northwest of the continent, there existed another god named Poseidon in the same period as the Angel God." "Poseidon?" A hint of doubt flashed across Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, and he frowned slightly.

Lu Feng nodded and explained patiently: "In the northwest of the continent, tens of thousands of miles away from the continent, there is a mysterious Sea God Island. That is where the Sea God ascended to become a god."

"Moreover, other places on this continent also retain the inheritance of some gods. According to rumors, the previous generation of Haotian Douluo, Tang Chen, once obtained the inheritance of a certain god."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded thoughtfully, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in her eyes, as if she had thought of something. "So, Qian Daoliu didn't dare to kill all of the Haotian Sect. Is it because he knew Tang Chen was still alive and was afraid of him?"

Lu Feng smiled gently, reached out and touched Zhu Zhuqing's head, his eyes full of admiration: "Really smart."

As soon as he spoke, Lu Feng's eyes fell on the two soul bones on the table.

"So, Zhuqing, you have to hurry up and keep up with me. Don't wait until I become a god and you become an old woman."

Zhu Zhuqing pouted immediately after hearing this, and said unconvincedly, "Humph, just wait and see. One day, when my soul power exceeds yours, I will suppress you fiercely."

After saying that, she picked up the two soul bones without hesitation, walked to the center of the hall, and sat down cross-legged.

She took a deep breath to calm herself, then picked up the wind-attribute leg bone and carefully placed it on her left leg.

"Om-"

A slight buzzing sound was heard, and Zhu Zhuqing only felt her left leg tremble slightly.

Then, a cool breath flowed into her legs from all directions like a gurgling stream.

The moment the soul bone touched her body, it quietly disappeared and turned into countless green air currents, spreading around her left leg, as if merging with her body.

At the same time, Lu Feng's soul power surged under his feet, and a light blue energy slowly spread out like ripples, enveloping the entire hall.

If someone pushed the door open at this moment, they would be surprised to find that the hall was empty.

A mysterious forest.

Although this forest is not very large, it is filled with an ancient and vicissitudes of life atmosphere.

Among them, the most common plant is blue silver grass.

Countless slender blue silver grasses climbed along the branches of the big trees and grew wantonly. They intertwined with each other, layer upon layer, forming a dense green barrier.

The sunlight penetrates the dense vegetation but is mostly blocked, with only sporadic spots of light falling on the ground.

In the very center of the forest, countless vines were tightly intertwined and swaying gently.

And right in the middle of these vines, there is a strange mark, which is as clear as a human face.

The human face where the vines were entangled suddenly moved, and its facial features were distorted, revealing an extremely human expression full of shock.

Then, its big mouth slowly opened and uttered clear human words.

"The Emperor disappeared?"

The next moment, the expression on the face quickly changed to sadness. A crystal clear tear flowed from the originally empty eyes and slid down the vines.

"The emperor is missing, who will protect our Blue Silver Clan?"

Its voice was filled with sadness and helplessness, as if the future of the entire Blue Silver Grass tribe had fallen into endless darkness.

In an instant, the expression on the man's face suddenly turned into anger, his eyes widened, revealing a fierce murderous intent.

The violent soul power surged up from all around it like a tide, accompanied by the howling of strong winds, and the surrounding blue silver grass swayed violently like surging waves of grass.

"Who is it! Who murdered the emperor!" Its roar echoed in the forest, full of anger and unwillingness.

The howling wind lasted for a long time and finally subsided.

The face also regained its calm, and the sunlight shining on its surface actually made it look somewhat pious.

"The emperor is missing? Hahaha, if that's the case, then I will become the emperor." There was a sense of determination in its voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge breath suddenly rose up. This breath did not come from the vines in front of him, but from the entire forest.

A faint blue light quietly emerged from each of the blue silver grasses. These lights quickly gathered together to form a vast blue ocean.

In the center of this blue ocean, the entangled vines are like a huge devouring mouth, greedily absorbing the blue energy pouring in from the outside world.

After an unknown amount of time, the raging waves finally subsided.

However, the man's face revealed a distressed expression, with a frown and full of unwillingness.

"Why? Just a little bit!"

Then, a trace of hostility flashed across his face, "Could it be that the emperor still has bloodline circulating outside?"

(End of this chapter)