C1 Opportunity

Hong Feng stared at the small box in front of him and muttered to himself, "Is this really a box? Is this really that magical?"

Recently, Hong Feng heard a few people discussing a wooden box in a small inn.

"There is only one kind of box in this world. Who can open it? Whoever has a bright future will become the overlord of a region in the future. This is an ancient prophecy, but no one knows about this box. No one saw it either." The passerby sat in a remote corner of the inn and said to himself.

"Sigh! This is just a rumor, let's not talk about it anymore. If it was true, it might have been snatched away long ago. It's not even our turn. " Passerby B sighed as he sat across from Passerby A.

"A piece of information that I spent so much effort to find out, I didn't expect it to be like this" Passerby C also shook his head and sighed.

Hong Feng was initially curious about their conversation, but he suddenly saw a portrait of a person holding a palm in his hand and was stunned.

"This... This... This. Wasn't this the broken box that almost fell from the sky two days ago?" Hong Feng was stunned like a clay statue.

However, he still walked over and said with a shy smile, "Brothers, may I ask if the portrait in your hands can be seen by me?"

"Hmm?" The passerby let out a sound of surprise and did not give the portrait to Hong Feng.

Hong Feng also coughed and said, "I saw that the box drawn by the painting was really extraordinary, so I wanted to study it. The few big brothers rest assured, this little brother will treat you to this meal. "

In an instant, a flash of light flashed across both of their eyes, and only one of them was injured and suspicious. The passerby waved his hand and said, "Go where. Go where." He was very happy to exchange a useless portrait for a meal.

They also believed that Hong Feng would not be able to figure anything out.

Hong Feng took the portrait and carefully accepted it. He said, "Big brothers, I will go and clear the money for the food. You all can eat as much as you want." After saying that, he quickly paid the bill and ran out of the small shop, afraid that they would go back on their word.

"Hmm? Why do I feel that something is wrong?" Passerby B asked doubtfully.

"Who cares about you, we've been researching for so many days, but we still haven't figured it out. What do you think a brat like him can do? If he can really figure it out... Then the sun really came out from the west. " Passerby A really didn't care.

"Right, right, right, big brother is right. Come, come, come, let's have a drink." Passerby C also echoed.

As for Passerby A, he thought about it and decided not to bother about it and began to fight with the two.

Hong Feng walked to the street and looked at the bustling streets. There were old shops on both sides of the main street. There were quite a lot of people coming in and out.

He passed through the crowd and ran to a remote path. After that, he made many turns and thought that he had left everyone behind, so he hurried back home.

A while ago, when the clear sky obscured the sun and the sky was bright and clear, a blue-purple lightning bolt as thick as a bucket suddenly struck down from the sky. The lightning tore apart the sky that was 100,000 feet wide and shattered the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Immediately following that, a small box fell from the sky, whistling past Hong Feng's ears. It almost hit Hong Feng.

At that time, Hong Feng was scared out of his wits. Although Hong Feng didn't know what it was, he knew it must be something good, so he put it away quietly and waited at home.

There was a commotion in his heart, thinking that he had picked up a treasure, and there must be some peerless cultivation technique waiting for him to practice. In the end, he didn't move even after he used all his strength.

In the end, after fiddling around in the room for two days, he did not manage to figure out anything. He simply threw it into a corner and slowly forgot about it.

At this moment, looking at the painting, Hong Feng was certain that this was the box he had obtained two days ago.

The box was called dark yellow and had a picture carved on it. The picture was of a scholar, but it did not have the temperament of a scholar. Upon closer inspection, it was simply a handsome and elegant young master.

The problem appeared again. Knowing that it was a treasure, Hong Feng definitely wanted to open it and see what was inside. However, no matter how hard Hong Feng tried, he couldn't open it. With Hong Feng's 111 combat strength, he still couldn't open a small box. This was really surprising.

Combat strength. The world Hong Feng lived in was called the War God World. In this world, there was only combat strength. Warriors and palm crushing boulders. Battle Master warriors could jump mountains with their fists. Battle Saint warriors could overturn seas and seas, and War God could be invincible in the world. )

Hong Feng was depressed. What was going on? Initially, he thought he would be able to pick up the pie from the sky, but he didn't expect it to be something he couldn't eat.

Even though Hong Feng had used his combat strength, it still didn't have any effect. This time, Hong Feng was also very puzzled. He thought to himself, "Even if you are fast iron, I should have broken it into two halves for you, but why can't I break it?"

No one answered this question. Hong Feng could not understand. Unknowingly, it was time for dinner. Hong Feng thought, "Come back and study it after dinner."

He left his room and went to his parents' house. His parents' house was very close to Hong Feng's house. It was almost diagonally opposite the door and was only a few steps away.

Hong Feng opened the door and walked in. There were two middle-aged men and a woman in the room. They were Hong Feng's father and mother, and they were busy serving the dishes.

Hong Feng also smiled and greeted them. "Father and mother." Then he also went to serve the dishes.

Very quickly, the food was arranged neatly. No one was allowed to speak at the table, so it was quite silent.

After dinner, Hong Feng's father smiled and said, "Future War God, how much have you cultivated recently? Have you broken through to the intermediate warrior level?"

Hong Feng also smiled and replied, "It's broken."

"How many years has it been? Our bloodline hasn't even produced a few Advanced Warrior. Now, we are finally going to produce a War God. Good, good, good." Hong Feng's father, Hong Liang, said.

Hong Feng also knew his father's expectations. He wanted to become an Advanced Warrior and become one of the higher ups of the clan. However, he never showed weakness in his words. When he opened his mouth, he felt that his family was finally going to produce a War God.

Hong Feng could understand his father's expectation of his son becoming a dragon. Therefore, Hong Feng was very successful in his cultivation.

As for becoming a War God, Hong Feng knew that it was very, very difficult. Not to mention becoming a War God, even if he became a Battle Master, he would be an incredible figure. No matter where he went, he would be respected by everyone. Not to mention the War God.

"You, why are you giving the child so much pressure? If you ask me, as long as I break through to the Advanced Warrior, it will be good enough. If you can achieve a good result in the Advanced Warrior, you will have five to six thousand combat strength. Then, I can really thank Ancestor Xie Zong. " Hong Feng's mother, Hong Qiqi, said.

"Mother, you still don't know what level I am at. I really don't put a single Advanced Warrior in my eyes." Hong Feng said. If it wasn't for the fact that he had obtained the box, Hong Feng wouldn't have said that. However, since he had obtained it... Hong Feng had some confidence now.

"Look at you, you have taught your dad how to talk big." His tone changed, and he said to Hongliang with dissatisfaction, "Look at you, you have already led Feng astray."

However, Hongliang laughed and said, "Feng has great ambitions, but he has true talent and knowledge. He is just learning the truth. You actually dare to say that Feng is talking big. I think you are a woman's opinion."

As they talked, time passed unknowingly until late at night. Hong Feng also returned to his own house. He continued to study the portrait he bought from passers-by after a meal.

Suddenly, Hong Feng accidentally touched the portrait and the box, and something strange happened.

The portrait suddenly merged into the box, and then the box exploded.

Bang!

Hong Feng hurriedly used his combat strength to form a wall to block the flying fragments.

"Ahahahaha, big brother has finally come out. Who else is it that secretly placed a seal on big brother? It was best not to let Big Brother know that he had been trapped for so long. Otherwise... Hmph hmph." An excited and excited voice entered Hong Feng's ears.

In the next breath, a white-faced scholar appeared in front of Hong Feng. Hong Feng was startled and hurriedly took two steps back, thinking to himself, "Isn't this the person in the painting?"

At the same time, he also felt that it was very strange. One scholar after another called him big brother. This scene was really strange.

However, the white-faced scholar looked at Hong Feng, cupped his fists and bowed, and said, "Many thanks for unsealing the seal."

Hong Feng was also stunned for a moment, unable to react in time. He looked at him blankly.

After a detailed discussion, Hong Feng also knew the cause and effect.

"Well, I have said what I should have said and what I shouldn't have said. For the sake of you saving my brother, brother, I'll teach you a few moves. After that, I'll leave as soon as possible. I won't waste any more time here. " The white-faced scholar spoke with a hint of excitement and excitement.

It was as if he really wanted to find a good friend from the past!

Hong Feng also revealed an interested expression when he heard this. He wanted to know what these few moves were?