C19 Back to Dali City

Gao Hao left, but in his heart, Gu Feng was furious. It was a pity that he was too weak and could not do anything to his.

The black colored big fish carried Little Gu Feng and the Qing and swam two rounds around the lake before bringing them to the shore. The Qing seemed to be extremely reluctant, and in the end, it carried Gu Feng and left.

In the following half a month, Gu Feng was brought to a mountain range by the Qing. From the Qing's expression, Gu Feng understood that the Qing wanted Gu Feng to train here.

The little guy continuously waved his palm and continued to fight with the huge black wolves. His clothes were bloodstained and his entire body was covered in frightening wounds.

No matter how dangerous the situation was, the Qing had no intention of making a move. It stood on a large limestone in the distance and watched silently.

Demonic Beast were killed one after another, and beast cores were collected one by one.

Just like this, Gu Feng killed Demonic Beast during the day and collected beast cores. At night, he would swallow all of these beast cores, then sit down cross-legged and silently refine the beast cores' essence energy.

After going through half a month of experience, the little fellow had mastered the《 Windfall Palm》 taught by his mother to perfection. The Genuine Qi in his body was getting stronger and stronger. Compared to half a month ago, Gu Feng right now was much stronger.

It was just that Gu Feng was puzzled over one thing. Why was it that his rapid improvement during the first few days of training in the Genuine Qi had slowed down so much? He could not understand this question.

In the past half month, most of the meridians in the little guy's body had already been opened. One meridian after another interweaved within his body like a dense spider web.

These concentrated energy channels all eventually led to one place, which was the Qi Sea, the Dantian.

The night before something happened to the Dali City, father Gu Hai had seriously explained some cultivation matters to Gu Feng. The first step of cultivation was to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then absorb it into the acupuncture points. Then, he would use the Genuine Qi in the acupuncture points to link the meridians. Once the 12 main meridians were opened, ordinary people would be able to condense their Aurous Core at their dantian. After successfully condensing the aurous core, one could say that they had taken a big step forward.

If he wanted to be more skillful than others, then he had to pay attention to those tiny meridians. This was the difference between the strong and the weak in the Jindan Stage. If an ordinary Jindan Stage cultivator faced someone who had yet to form his core but had already opened up all of his meridians, he would be easily crushed.

This was the importance of those tiny meridians.

Of course, the secrets of the human body were limitless. Besides the 12 main meridians and countless tiny meridians, there were also 8 other meridians that could not be ignored. Those were the eight extraordinary meridians that people spoke of.

These eight meridians were extremely mysterious, and ordinary people would not be able to sense it. To use a Genuine Qi to connect them to other meridians, the difficulty was no less than opening up those tiny meridians.

But last night, Gu Feng did it. However, he had only managed to grasp two of them for the time being. With great difficulty, he linked them with his Qi Sea. In accordance to his father's instructions that day, Gu Feng had linked one of them with the dragon on his back, and the other had extended from his lower abdomen to his lower jaw.

This was what people called as being in charge of the front and back of heaven and earth.

Although Gu Feng could have condensed the golden core long ago, he did not do so. He knew that if he wanted to be outstanding, he had to consolidate the foundation before him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to talk about taking revenge in the future.

Facing the temptation of the Jindan, he was in no hurry. He knew that with his current strength, he could easily defeat a few ordinary Golden Core experts.

After he finished cultivating, Gu Feng arrived at a large limestone at the peak of the mountain and looked into the distance silently. That was the direction of the Dali City.

After leaving for half a month, the little guy at this time greatly missed his parents. He did not know what had happened to his parents, nor did he know what had happened to the people of Dali City. What happened to little Qing Qing, who was only two years old?

He had to go back, even if the journey back was full of danger. Because Dali City carried too much of his worries, he had to return and take a look.

The Qing sent Gu Feng to Dark Dragon Mountain and then left. From the Qing's reluctant expression, Gu Feng understood that the Qing was also going to cultivate. In the future, if it met with danger, it might not appear again.

In the future, he would have to rely on himself.

After grabbing a handful of dirt from the ground, Gu Feng constantly smeared it on his face, tearing his clothes to shreds. Then, he found a branch and a broken jar, and the little guy disguised himself as a wandering little beggar. After the little guy felt that there was no problem, he started to approach Dali City.

After experiencing so much, the little guy had no choice but to learn a bit. Gao Hao had paid such a huge price yet he still did not get what he wanted, who knows, maybe a huge group of people was waiting for him outside the city!

In the little guy's opinion, since his Dali City had just been destroyed, there should be many little beggars like him, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to disguise as a little beggar.

When the Dali City appeared before his eyes, the little fellow's heart fiercely clenched, unable to tell what it was like. After the great calamity, the once vast lawn outside the city was now stained with blood, and the grass was dyed black. The air was still thick with the smell of blood. Even though there had been two heavy rains, it was still impossible to wash away the traces of the great calamity.

In the open space outside the city, weapons and armors could be seen from time to time. Occasionally, there would even be some broken corpses. All of these were the handiwork of Gao Hao. The Devil-suppressing Tower shone, and countless of troops were destroyed. All the traces left behind told of Gao Hao's viciousness.

After the great calamity, the walls of the city were broken and the fields were filled with grief. He saw a woman holding a child's corpse, staring at it in silence. Large areas of houses were destroyed, and iron arrows shining with a cold light were firmly stuck in the houses. Even now, they were still as ferocious as before.

The dead are dead, and the living must survive. At this time, there were many people within the Dali City that Gu Feng had never seen before. Some of them were from nearby towns, and some were disciples from Wuliang Sect. They are helping the people in the city to rebuild their homes.

Walking through the familiar streets and looking at the faces that were already numb to the situation, the little guy's heart was bleeding.

These people were all ordinary commoners. At this point in time, they didn't know why an army was attacking them. Why did Dali City which was full of joy and laughter yesterday suddenly suffer a calamity?

Passing by the Zhang Clan Residence in the western part of the city, he saw that they had been heavily injured, and were the main targets for him to kill and plunder. The courtyard wall had long since collapsed, and the two guards had long since disappeared. Inside the courtyard, a child was wiping his tears and mucus. That was Snot Baby. There was also Zhang Wuliu at their side. They were the survivors, and when the great calamity arrived, they were hidden by the adults.

On the road from the outside of the city, Gu Feng had seen far too many miserable things. At this moment, his heart was very cold, and his originally young and tender heart was slowly but surely set. He swore in his heart that in the future, he would make those people who saw human lives as worthless pay with their blood.

In the future, he would personally go to the Imperial City and grab hold of his grandfather who was a Human Emperor, and ask him why he was doing this? He would personally chop off Gao Hao's head, hang it on top of the Dali City's city gate, and pay tribute to those dead souls.

Finally, he had arrived at the Mansion of City Lord. Generally speaking, Mansion of City Lord's damage was relatively light, because it was too far away from the city gate. Only a small number of soldiers had rushed here, and in a short period of time, they had been killed. On that day, there were also many civilians who managed to escape to this place, so they managed to survive.

There were a lot of refugees gathered at the Mansion of City Lord entrance, which were organized and distributed around the residence every day.

Gu Feng saw one of the children from afar that was busy working nonstop. It was one of his lackeys from the past, Zhu Dahai.

In order to not attract the attention of spies that might exist, Gu Feng held up the broken jar, and slowly walked in front of Zhu Dahai.

"Come, come, little brother. Looking at your appearance, you shouldn't have eaten for a few days, right? What a pity that we lost our loved ones at such a young age! " Zhu Dahai shook his head and sighed as he ate the porridge in Gu Feng's broken jar.

Unexpectedly, Gu Feng gently called out, "Hai Yang, it's me!"

Suddenly hearing such a familiar voice, Zhu Dahai hurriedly raised his head and looked towards Gu Feng, revealing a face filled with shock.

"Old... "Old …"

"Shh …" Gu Feng made a silent gesture, looked around, and then said softly: "Hai Yang, is Uncle Mu in your mansion? I want to see him. "

Zhu Dahai seemed to have realized something as he did not dare to shout loudly. He nodded at Gu Feng and whispered: "After the last time, the old master received a heavy injury and was always in the residence. I'll take you to see him. "

He looked around once more. After ensuring that no one was paying attention, Zhu Dahai brought Gu Feng around to the rear courtyard of the Mansion of City Lord and quietly snuck in.

The two of them thought that no one was paying attention to them, but they didn't know that their every action had long since been noticed by others. That person revealed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth before disappearing into the alley.

Returning to this extremely familiar place, Gu Feng felt a sharp pain in his heart. Every blade of grass and every tree, every table and chair was so familiar, but they were no longer people. This was the place where he grew up, and it carried too much of his past. In the courtyard, there was a large tree that he accidentally chopped down with one palm. At this moment, there was still a huge tree stump left behind. These were his past.

Father, mother, one day, I will bring you back. Gu Feng's face was covered in tears.

"Let's go, boss. I believe your parents will be fine."

After secretly wiping away his tears, Gu Feng left the side courtyard that he used to live in, and followed Zhu Dahai to the place he was staying.

Many people revealed puzzled expressions when they saw Zhu Dahai bringing a little beggar into the house. When they were about to ask, the two had already left.

Finally, the figure of a little girl appeared in front of him. It was Mu Qingqing. Mu Qingqing seemed to have completely forgotten the tragic events of that day. The two pigtails on her head were so lively and innocent, making the little girl look very cute.