Traveling Through the Heavens: Intercepting Duan Yu at the Beginning

As everyone knows, in addition to the core martial arts, each member of the Xiaoyao Sect will also choose an amateur hobby. However, except for the three elders of Xiaoyao, the other disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect often cannot distinguish the primary from the secondary.

Chen Fei placed great hopes on Nie Feng. He had checked Nie Feng's qualifications and could only say that he was worthy of being the protagonist of the Fengyun world and the son of destiny, with a physique that was rare in the world.

Even Nie Feng's comprehension was so quick that he could apply what he had learned to other situations.

If it was because Nie Renwang and his son saved him in the beginning, then now, Chen Fei sincerely wants to train Nie Feng.

As for Nie Feng joining the Tianxiahui in the original novel, it’s none of my business.

Nie Renwang saved him, so Chen Fei would try his best not to let Nie Renwang die. Nie Feng joined his Xiaoyao Sect, so he would not let him go to the Tianxia Association.

"Man is born good; natures are similar, but habits make them different..."

"The Master said: 'To learn with constant practice, is it not a pleasure?...'"

The crisp sound of reading aloud rang out in the bamboo forest. Nie Feng held the book in his hand. Every time Chen Fei read a sentence, Nie Feng would read it aloud in a serious manner.

These books do not belong to this world, but are classics of saints from other worlds that Chen Fei copied from memory.

During this period, Nie Renwang would come over from time to time to listen for a while. As the heir of the Nie family, he was naturally literate, but he had never heard of the things that Chen Fei taught.

The meaning of the scriptures was extremely profound, and every word and sentence was filled with the principles of how to behave in the world. Nie Renwang couldn't help but look at Chen Fei in shock, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

"These... these scriptures and classics, I have never seen them in books before. Could they all be written by Brother Chen or his disciples?"

"If that's true, could it be that all of Brother Chen's disciples are saints?"

"Regardless of Brother Chen's martial arts skills, based on his knowledge alone, as long as he is willing to serve in the court, he will surely become a general or a prime minister in the future."

After this, Nie Renwang peacefully handed Nie Feng over to Chen Fei, but Chen Fei was unaware of the misunderstanding in Nie Renwang's mind.

"Feng'er, from now on, every morning, I will teach you to read and write, then teach you martial arts, and finally teach you music, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Chen Fei arranged Nie Feng's entire day, from the first quarter of the morning to the first quarter of the evening. Except for eating and resting in the middle, the rest of the time was spent on reading and practicing martial arts.

This is also taking into account that Nie Feng is still growing and needs enough time to rest, otherwise it will put more pressure on him.

This kind of time arrangement is almost comparable to the study pressure faced by children in later generations.

Fortunately, Nie Feng is also a strong person who can endure hardships. He has lived a free and easy life in the mountains and forests for a long time, so he was a little uncomfortable at first, but after gritting his teeth and persevering for a while, he got used to it.

In the end, he was even able to keep up with Chen Fei's teaching progress.

"Yes, it's a good seedling!"

Chen Fei saw Nie Feng's performance and couldn't help but feel more satisfied.

His body has not recovered yet, and it is unknown how long it will take to get back to his previous state. If he can train Nie Feng to travel the world on his behalf, he can do a lot of things for him.

Chapter 148 Two Years

The mountain wind howled through the woods, making a rustling sound.

A child about ten years old sat cross-legged on a large bluestone and suddenly opened his eyes after a moment.

Swish!

The child stood up, and with a light tap of his feet, he appeared a few feet away. Then he took strange steps, and his whole body left a trail of afterimages on the ground.

Not only that, as his body twisted and turned, the child performed a set of palm techniques, and the palm wind cut through the air, making a whistling sound.

"Drink..."

After a set of palm techniques, the child flashed to a big tree not far away and swung his palm at the tree in front of him.

Bang...Crack...Crack...

A dull sound was heard, and then a tree as thick as a bowl broke and fell heavily to the ground.

"Clap clap clap..."

Applause sounded and the child turned around, only to see a tall figure walking out of the dense forest, exuding a fierce aura.

"Yes, Feng'er, your strength has reached the second-rate level."

"Although it's nothing in the martial arts world, you've only been practicing for two years, and you're only ten years old now, which is enough to show your talent."

"In time, your achievements will surpass your father's!"

King Nie Ren clapped his hands and sighed, looking at Nie Feng with eyes full of amazement and admiration.

"Feng'er has met his father. All of this is due to Master's good teaching!"

Nie Feng gathered the internal energy in his body and grinned at Nie Renwang.

"Indeed, without Brother Chen's careful teaching, you would not have achieved what you have today." Nie Renwang nodded, agreeing very much with Nie Feng's statement!

Two years ago, when Nie Feng just became Chen Fei's disciple, Nie Renwang didn't care much.

He felt that no matter how powerful Chen Fei's martial arts were, they were only this good and could not compare to the swordsmanship passed down by his own Nie family. As long as Chen Fei could teach Nie Feng carefully about studying, that would be Nie Feng's greatest gain.

However, not long after, Nie Renwang discovered that Nie Feng was practicing martial arts.

At first, Nie Renwang didn't care much, until Nie Feng performed Lingbo Weibu and displayed his ethereal body skills, Nie Renwang was instantly shocked.

Lingbo Weibu is an extremely superior martial art no matter which martial arts world it is placed in, not to mention that this Lingbo Weibu is the version improved by Chen Fei.

Afterwards, Chen Fei taught Nie Feng the Small Wuxiang Gong, White Rainbow Palm Power and Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong. Nie Renwang had never seen Nie Feng perform the Small Wuxiang Gong, but he had seen Nie Feng practice White Rainbow Palm Power and Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong.

These two martial arts also shocked Nie Renwang. No matter which one of them was, it was not inferior to his own family's unique martial arts.

Only then did Nie Renwang realize that Chen Fei's master's background was by no means simple.

In the beginning, Chen Fei actually wanted to teach Nie Feng the North Sea Divine Art the most. However, when he thought about the other party's honest and sincere character, he knew that he would never use the North Sea Divine Art to absorb other people's internal energy, so he gave up.

Nie Feng's fate is wind, which is invisible and intangible, which is consistent with the Xiao Wuxiang Gong.

So, in the end, he taught the other party the Xiao Wuxiang Gong, Lingbo Weibu, Baihong Palm Power and Longxiang Prajna Gong.

Now, two years have passed since Chen Fei came to this world. Nie Feng is already ten years old. After two years of training, he has also become a second-rate warrior.

"Let's go! Daddy hunted a deer today. Your master is weak, and the deer meat and blood are just right for nourishing him!"

King Nie Ren picked up a deer lying on the ground and said to Nie Feng with a smile on his face.

For a master like him, hunting is just a piece of cake. Even if he lives in seclusion in the mountains, he will never starve to death!

In the bamboo hut, Fade Chen stood in front of a simple desk, holding a fine wolf-hair brush in his hand.

On the table, there was an incense burner with burning sandalwood, a stack of cut yellow paper was piled on the table, and there were also a few blue talisman papers.

The Fengyun world is a pure world of warriors, without all these supernatural things. In order to tinker with these talismans, Chen Fei spent a lot of effort, but the results were very gratifying.

At this moment, he stood in front of the desk, holding his breath and concentrating, with the wolf-hair brush in his hand moving like a dragon, and a talisman was written in one go.

As the talisman was written, a ray of light flowed on the surface of the talisman, exuding a faint charm.

"Yes, although it is the lowest-level yellow talisman, it is enough to kill a first-class warrior. Even if it is an innate warrior, if a large amount of talisman paper is spread out, it can wear him down to death."

"Once my Xuan Gang Qi is restored tomorrow, I will start making the blue talisman!"

Chen Fei picked up the yellow talisman paper he had just written, nodded with satisfaction, flicked it lightly, and placed it among the pile of drawn talismans.

There are five kinds of Taoist talisman paper, from low to high they are yellow, blue, purple, silver and the highest gold. Of course, in addition to these regular talismans, there are also some informal talisman paper used by evil practitioners, such as black talisman paper full of evil energy, and blood-colored talisman paper made of human blood.

Yellow talisman paper is used in the Qi Refining Stage. Its power corresponds to that of third-rate to innate warriors. The strength of the Golden Core Stage corresponds to that of the Grandmaster. At this level, blue talismans can be made.

As for the higher-level purple talismans, Chen Fei is unable to make them with his current strength.

His meridians have not yet been repaired. Apart from the physical strength of the Indestructible Body and the evasive ability of the Lingbo Weibu, he is unable to use other martial arts.

With these talismans, you can protect your safety to a great extent.

The golden elixir in the 407 acupoints in his body allowed Chen Fei to use Taoist magic, but the Xuan Gang Zhen Qi in his body was a little less. After using it up every day, he could only wait for the golden elixir to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to recover.

Now, he can only use this Xuan Gang Zhen Qi to make talisman paper as much as possible to protect his own safety.

Chen Fei has already figured out Nie Renwang's strength. He is at the early stage of Grandmaster. Xiongba is probably not much stronger than him, or even just tied with him. Otherwise, why would he use Yan Ying's despicable method to distract Nie Renwang's attention during the decisive battle?

Judging from Nie Feng's age, Xiongba should come to visit him soon, and then these talismans will be the capital to protect himself and Nie Renwang's family.

Of course, this is only the case now. It seems that Nie Renwang and Xiongba are big names in the world, but that is only on the surface.

Sword Saint Dugu Jian and Heavenly Sword Wuming are both stronger than Xiongba. Chen Fei seriously suspects that they have surpassed the Grandmaster realm.

As for the old monsters like Emperor Shitian and Xiao Sanxiao who have lived for thousands of years and have been hiding behind the scenes, their strength is even more terrifying.

Fengyun is said to be a world of high-level martial arts, but in the later period it has begun to travel through worlds and even time, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fantasy world.

Yan Ying was helping clean Chen Fei's room. She looked at Chen Fei with curiosity as he was making talismans, not knowing what he was doing.

After two years of contact, Yan Ying found that she could never see through Chen Fei, as if the man in front of her was like an abyss that could not be seen through.

During this period, Yan Ying teased Chen Fei intentionally or unintentionally, but Chen Fei was as unmoved as a stone. Yan Ying even doubted whether Chen Fei was a normal man.

"Master, my disciple is back. I have successfully broken through to the second-rate realm!"

Nie Feng's excited voice sounded outside the door. Chen Fei put down the wolf-hair brush in his hand and a smile appeared on his face!

Chapter 149 Xiong Ba Arrives

Chen Fei has been on guard against Xiong Ba, and this day has arrived as expected!

On this day, a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious brocade clothes, with a domineering face but a hint of gloom, came to the bamboo courtyard.

Nie Renwang, who was originally weaving a basket with bamboo strips, narrowed his eyes and glanced at the person who came over vigilantly. He paused in his movements, but soon returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

The visitor stood outside the courtyard, staring at Nie Renwang for a moment, and then looked around.

His gaze swept over Yan Ying, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at the small house where Chen Fei was not far away, quite curious.

"I can't believe that the dignified Nie Renwang, the Northern Drinking Mad Blade, would actually choose to retire from the martial arts world and live in seclusion in the mountains as a woodcutter."

"As the saying goes, the fire on the peak of the South Mountain blazes fiercely, while the deep snow in the North Sea chills the soul!"

"Since you will no longer be in the martial arts world, it would be a waste to keep the Snow Drinking Blade. It is better to give it to me and help me unify the martial arts world and make it famous throughout the world."

Xiongba stated his purpose as soon as he opened his mouth, appearing to be very confident!

"Even though Mr. Nie has retired from the martial arts world, the Snow Drinking Blade can still help me collect firewood, so it's still of some use."

"As for you, go back to where you came from!"

Nie Renwang didn't even raise his head and continued to weave the basket!

Hearing this, Xiong Ba's face turned cold. He smiled coldly and said in a cold tone: "In this case, I can only come and get it myself!"

After saying that, Xiongba's energy surged in his hand, and a bone-chilling gust of wind flew out from his huge fist and hit Nie Renwang directly.

"Humph!"

Nie Renwang did not dare to underestimate Xiong Ba. The punch he threw out clearly carried an icy internal force. If he made contact with him rashly, he would probably suffer a loss.

Nie Renwang picked up a bamboo pole from the ground, bent his waist and stood up straight, attaching his strong internal force to the bamboo pole. As the tip of the pole swayed, it instantly shattered the energy released by Xiongba.

Bang!

The energy of the Tianshuang Fist was shattered, and a layer of white frost covered the tip of the bamboo pole. Nie Renwang narrowed his eyes and felt a sense of threat.

The person in front of me is a strong enemy!

"Interesting, I'll have some fun with you!"

Looking at the bamboos everywhere around him, Xiongba picked up one and pulled it up from the ground by its roots. Then, with a force of his internal energy, the thin branches and segments of the bamboo fell off instantly.

He jumped and turned into a big roc flying straight towards Nie Renwang.

bang bang bang...

For a moment, the sound of two grandmasters fighting could be heard from the bamboo forest. The noise attracted everyone in the hut. Yan Ying and Nie Feng rushed out of their houses, and Fade Chen also slowly walked out of his bamboo house.

"Xiong Ba...is he finally here?"

"You're dreaming of getting the Snow Drinking Blade. Even I, Nie Feng, won't let you take it away."

"If you don't know what's good for you, I'll have to let you see the power of the talisman!"

Watching the two people fighting, Fade Chen reached out and touched the blue talisman hidden in his sleeve, his eyes full of coldness.

Xiongba and Nie Renwang are both masters, but they did not use too strong internal force in this battle.

The two men held bamboo poles, one used swordsmanship and the other used knife skills, and they fought in the dense bamboo forest, with the fight being difficult to determine the winner.

The surrounding bamboos were affected by the aftermath of the battle and broke and fell to the ground, leaving the entire bamboo forest in ruins.