C2 Young Chen Feng (2)

Who was Yanfeng? This was a forbidden name, and no one dared to discuss it in the Chen Family. Even Chen Xiong rarely brought it up, and never brought it up even in front of Chen Feng.

And Chen Feng was in the mountain behind the Family. There was a pond here, and at this time, Chen Feng was lying on top of a giant stone by the side of the pond. He looked at the stars in the sky, but he did not have the slightest mood to appreciate them.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, causing Chen Feng to shiver uncontrollably.

"Could it be that I can't even resist this slight gust of cold wind?" Chen Feng laughed at himself, but suddenly felt something approaching him, he did not get up, but laid on the stone and said: "Father, you're here again."

Being ridiculed and mocked over the past four years had matured him by quite a bit. An ordinary twelve year old youth might be acting coquettishly right now, but Chen Feng no longer had that kind of feeling of being able to act coquettishly anymore.

And amongst the people who knew that Chen Feng was here, in the entire Chen Family, only Chen Xiong knew that this was a holy land for cultivation. The spiritual energy was extremely dense, and although it was originally Chen Xiong's cultivation location, Chen Xiong's strength had already reached the Spirit Intent realm.

"Feng Er, don't be discouraged, it's just that you can't condense the spiritual energy, it's not that big of a deal, maybe on an unintentional day, you suddenly condensed it." Chen Xiong had a smile on his face. In front of Chen Feng, he was not Family Head, but a father.

In front of Chen Xiong, he would not reveal that kind of weak appearance, and he did not want to disappoint Chen Xiong.

"Father, did those bystanders make things difficult for you?" "Although I'm not strong, I feel that your footsteps were heavy just now. It's clear that you have something that you don't like." Chen Feng's eyes shone with a confident light. His Innate Intuition was much more sensitive than normal people, this was also his only advantage.

Chen Xiong's eyes released a trace of light, as if he was once again looking at the former Chen Feng.

"Haha, people often say that a wise son cannot be a father, but I feel that you know your father's heart quite well. Those branch power organizations are nothing to worry about. Although some of them had made breakthroughs in their strength, I still do not place any importance on them. " As Chen Xiong said this, he clenched his fist slightly, and a strong current of air scattered from his body, causing ripples to appear on the surface of the lake.

As Chen Xiong spoke, he took out a box which glimmered with a faint red light. It was a high level spirit grass, Chen Feng recognised it as well.

"This... Father, don't bring these things to me anymore. I know that there aren't many treasures like the Family anymore. Chen Feng stretched out his hand to receive it, because he knew Chen Xiong's personality, and fundamentally did not allow him to reject it.

Chen Xiong nodded, and said: "What Feng Er says is what it is. In fact, my Chen Family's profound arts focus on body transformation. Even if I cannot gather spiritual energy s in my Qi Sea, if I were to practice external work alone, when I cultivate to a high and deep level, I will also not be weaker than my Qi Sea trainer. I might even be much stronger than him.

Chen Feng's eyes lit up, and he asked: "Father, the fist technique you taught me before was the external work, right?"

"That's right, that's called the Overlord's Profound Fist, a superior method of external work cultivation. However, it's extremely difficult to cultivate it, but once cultivated, even if one meets a expert with spiritual state, it's not like they don't have the strength to fight."