Chapter 162: The Future (1/2)

Chapter 162 : The Future

“Boom!”

All the moisture nearby was affected, and even the mist in the nearby mountains was not unscathed. Layers of white fog rose from the ground and quickly gathered towards Feng Feiyun.

The white mist extended to the distance like smoke hanging in the air.

“Dark Water Art!”

Feng Feiyun’s finger slowly pointed forward. “Xshhh...”, a black light shot out from his finger and turned into many continuous smaller strands.

“Bam!”

The opposite cliff and the ensuing mountain were penetrated by his one finger, creating a hole with a one-meter diameter.

“Whoooshh!”

Because the Dark Water Art gathered too much moisture, many areas in the opposite cliff turned into sand. The wind blew by and sand immediately scattered into the air.

The Dark Water Art was not only a skill to find treasure, but it also had frightening power with a battle potential no less than the divine arts of those great clans.

Feng Feiyun was a bit satisfied with this spell, but this was not its complete power. There was still room for mastery and improvement. He began to read the Eight Arts Volume again and continued to practice this technique.

“He has already passed the beginning basics.” Zuo Qianshou looked at the distant mountain that was penetrated by one finger with some apprehension in his heart.

The corner of Feng Dugu’s eye slightly jumped as he said: “This brat is actually so talented regarding the Treasure Seeking Art, why don’t you take him in as a disciple?”

Zuo Qianshou was a ninth-ranked Treasure Seeking Master. Moreover, his research regarding formations was peerless in this world. If Feng Feiyun could become his disciple, then his future accomplishment would be quite extraordinary.

Zuo Qianshou shook his head and declined: “His talents truly tempt me, but I’m afraid I will not have the chance to teach him.”

“You wish to go to the Godly Capital?” Feng Dugu knew Zuo Qianshou very well.

Zuo Qianshou nodded his head and said: “I don’t want to live like a fool hiding away for the rest of my life!”

“You really should go.” Feng Dugu agreed.

There were some matters that must be resolved. Otherwise, one’s cultivation would never be able to progress and, in the end, they couldn’t escape the unavoidable fate of life.

Zuo Qianshou said: “But we cannot waste his talents. Let him go to the Wanxiang Pagoda. In the future, maybe he could become a world-renowned Grand Treasure Seeking Master.”

Feng Dugu stared at Feng Feiyun from far away and also nodded his head. The Wanxiang Pagoda was indeed a sacred ground in the contemporary times; Zuo Qianshou came from it.

With two light breezes, Feng Dugu and Zuo Qianshou disappeared without a trace.

***

Vigorous footsteps that emanated from the distance suddenly came about: “Brother, Brother, this is not good ah!”

With a large iron saber on his back, Wu Jiu jumped one hundred meters high then landed right behind Feng Feiyun, creating a huge pit in the ground.

Feng Feiyun was not alarmed; he slowly stood up from the big boulder and asked: “What happened?”

“The evil monk has taken the little Bodhisattva away. At that time, our little Bodhisattva cried and said that she wanted to meet you one last time, but the evil monk refused and forcibly dragged her and flew away.” Wu Jiu explained.

The evil monk was naturally Monk Jiu Rou, and the little Bodhisattva he spoke of was referring to Nalan Xuejian.

Monk Jiu Rou was determined to take Nalan Xuejian in as a disciple to cultivate the Mortal Life Ancient Scripture — the heritage of the buddhist faith. Taking her away was a reasonable response, but this came a bit too sudden.

Although Monk Jiu Rou was very vicious towards other people, he was quite doting towards Nalan Xuejian. There was no way that he wouldn’t take her to see Feng Feiyun after seeing her cry.