The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor

The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor
Chapter 85 – Hope



“Zhao Feng! This question has nothing to do with you! Master accepts geniuses because he loves them. Do you think that master has a purpose? ” Nan Gongfan shouted with anger.


Zhao Feng's question made Bei Moi and Feng Hanyue also furrow eyebrows. Indeed, Zhao Fengs question was not a question of cultivation. Zhao Feng also realized that this question seemed to be off track.


This was the first time someone had asked me a question like this. Lord Guanjun's expression returned to normal and he glanced at Zhao Feng.


At his level, he obviously wouldn't be angry about such a thing.


Teachers are good.


Nan Gongfan and the others sighed. Noble Guanjun did not seem to be angry.


Through Zhao Feng's question, the others were also interested. Feng Hanyue and Nan Gongfan were all smart, they knew that Lord Guanjun did not go looking for a genius just because he liked, there was a purpose.


Lord Guanjun slowly stood up with his hands behind his back and sighed as he stared into the sky.


Zhao Feng saw a change of helplessness, hatred and hope in Lord Guanjun's eyes as he sighed. It seemed that when he sighed, Lord Guanjun had experienced four seasons in a year.


“This years, I have found and raised geniuses to my liking. It was something I could not do on my own, I had to rely on the younger generation to do it. ”


Nobles Guanjun then scanned the faces of the youths present and then he looked at Bei Moi with hope and hope.


A hope?


Something that Lord Guanjun can't even do?


The young men looked at each other, shocked. Everyone knew that Lord Guanjun had a peak power in the Land of Clouds. What's something he can't even do?


“What does Lord Guanjun want?” Zhao Feng was even more curious.


He did not believe that Lord Guanjun was unable to do anything.


“You all can go.” Lord Guanjun sighed and gestured with his hand.


Then, he sat back down on his futon and left only his core disciple Bei Moi.


“Master, I will definitely fulfill your wish.” Bei Moi promised.


“It's great you have a heart. From today onwards, I will teach you all my secret skills.. ”Lord Guanjun smiled.


Today, ten geniuses entered the Spiritual Martial Hall to test their potential. Without a doubt, Feng Hanyue's appearance was indeed extraordinary, but it was still incomparable to Bei Moi's.


… ..


Outside the Spiritual Martial Hall.


Outer disciple Lord Guanjun walked out together.


“Brother Zhao, you have guts! How can you ask such a question? You need to understand that even a martial master of the ninth rank acted humbly before Master. ” Nan Gongfan said in a disciplined tone.


“Thank you for telling me.” Zhao Feng said.


He had just become an outer disciple of Lord Guanjun and although he did not want to offend Nan Gongfan, he would not accept his orders. Zhao Fengs appearance made Nan Gongfan unhappy but he could not fit right now, so he remembered it in his heart.


It was Zhao Yufei who got some information from Nan Gongfan's mouth.


Nan Gongfan said: “I need to warn you that Brother Bei Moi has extraordinary talent. He was extremely arrogant and did not let others defeat him, so do not challenge him. ”


Zhao Feng felt the same way when he heard this. When he defeated Bei Moi in memorization, the latter was unhappy.


“May I ask Brother Nan how good Bei Moi's talent is for Master to take him as a core disciple?” Feng Hanyue had an unfair voice.


Although he was a top genius in the Sky Guards Battalion, he was not even close to becoming a core disciple.


“Haha, if you saw the potential of Bei Moi back then, you wouldn't say this.” Nan Gongfan's laughter contained bitterness and jealousy in it.


“How many circles are condensed during Bei Moi's turn?” Zhao Yufei asked curiously.


“At that time, my test results were five semicircles.”.


Nan Gongfan seemed to recall the scene three years ago when he entered the Spiritual Martial Hall with Bei Moi.


“Five-and-a-half? That's more than us. ” Injustice in Feng Hanyue's heart disappeared.


“However, compared to Brother Bei Moi, mine is trash. He is. Eight and a half! ” Nan Gongfan took a deep breath as jealousy, helplessness, and aversion appeared in his eyes.


Eight half circles!


Feng Hanyue and Zhao Yufei were in a daze. Zhao Fengs heart trembled, eight semicircles!


Bei Moi's talent was a monster. No wonder Lord Guanjun looked at Bei Moi with great importance. At this moment, the geniuses finally realized the difference between Bei Moi and them.


After leaving the Feng Hanyue Spiritual Martial Hall, Zhao Yufei and Zhao Feng returned to the Sky Guards Battalion.


On the same day, they used their identity as disciples of Lord Guanjun to move to a better accommodation in Guanjun Palace.


“Congratulations to both of you for being Lord Guanjun's student. I hope you won't forget me. ” Huang Qi said wryly with an admiring look.


At this moment, Huang Qi could not hold his breath. He remembered how he had not stared at the two when they first met, but now the two were far above him.


After the two packed their belongings, they went to visit the Third Guards.


“Now we are all under the same Master, you can come to me if you need help.” The Third Guard smiled faintly.


“Can I ask brother's name?” Zhao Feng did not know the Third Guards real name.


“Become Guanjun Corp., Third Guard is my name now.” The supervisor from the Sky Guards Battalion looked as mysterious as ever.


Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei were slightly stunned and they left the Third Guard after a while. After becoming a disciple of Lord Guanjun, the treatment they received was much better than most others in Guanjun Palace.


On the same day.


Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei both moved into their own buildings. The building where Zhao Feng moved to had two Martial Artists as guards.


“Greetings, Young Master Zhao!” The two guards bowed.


Greetings, Master. Seven to eight servants stood there respectfully.


The building is three stories tall and has a small garden.


“The treatment here even exceeds what the Elders obtained from the Zhao.” sect Zhao Feng clicked his tongue.


If this was half a year ago, he would have never imagined that Martial Artists would be his bodyguards. Just being a disciple of Lord Guanjun, he got thirty thousand silver and some free resources.


After moving into his new home, Zhao Feng took a nice bath of water and he started cultivating again. The Breath Restoring Technique was something that he never stopped practicing. After practicing, Restoring the Breath Technique for a while, he then moved on to the Silver Wall Technique. The Silver Wall Technique was the only Holy martial art he had and it could increase his strength significantly.


Zhao Feng recalled what Lord Guanjun said during the day: “The essence of the nine tiers of the Martial Path is to strengthen one's blood, bones and organs. The true purpose of Inner Strength was not to kill but to strengthen one's body. At this point, many cultivators had taken the wrong path. ”


It was easy to see that the true purpose of the martial path was to train one's body and foundation, which made Zhao Feng even more dedicated to training the Silver Wall Technique.


Once the Silver Wall Technique reached the tenth level, his body would exceed the limits of a human and he would not even have to worry about the strength unleashed when trying to reach the Holy Martial Path.


Over the next few days, Zhao Feng focused on the Silver Wall Technique, the Breath Restoring Technique, and other skills such as Star Finger and Transparent Smoking Steps. But the progress of the Silver Wall Technique was too slow after successfully breaking through to the sixth rank.


Not only that, the Body Strengthening Technique required time and effort to slowly evolve.


“Source can accelerate the progress of body strengthening technique.” Zhao Feng thought.


He arranged his belongings and he found there were four hundred thousand silver in his pocket.


Hm? That's stack!


Zhao Feng stood in a daze for a moment before recalling that all of these items were from the bandits he killed, especially the seventh rank. The man himself gave him two hundred to three hundred thousand silver.