The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Looking at Jiang Feng's leaving back, Wen Tianming showed a sneer in his eyes, slowly buffering Chu Mu...or Wen Mu beckoned and said, "Mu'er come over and let my father take a good look at you."

Wen Mu smiled and came to Wen Tianming's side, looking at Jiang Feng's back, and said, "Why does my father help Jiang Feng this straw bag so much? How can he become the king of a country?"

"Mu'er, I know you have great ambitions, but you must remember that everything is not the time now. Only when we support Jiang Feng to the throne and then completely emptied, will we have the ability to go further!"

"Do you know what it is called?" Wen Tianming smiled at his son with a beard.

"Father, please teach me!" Wen Mu bowed his fist.

"This is... usurp! The usurp of the country, as long as it is carried out according to the plan of being the father, within ten years, this Daxuan will have to change his surname, and it will moisten things silently and will not cause any waves. Usurp the country!"

In the empty and quiet Qianyuan Palace, no one knew what the Wen family father and son were plotting, even Jiang Feng didn't know. The ninety-five position he had always cared about was nothing more than a wedding dress for others.

Of course, Jiang Feng didn't know, and the ordinary people of Xuanjing naturally didn't know.

They didn't even hear anything about what happened today, they just followed Wen Tianming's official answers.

After seeing Chen Fan off spontaneously in the East City, everyone started their own lives. Everything seemed to have never happened, but it seemed that everything happened again.

In any case, a person named Chen Fan is deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

It's just that I still don't know what everyone's thoughts and expressions will be when Chen Fan once again comes to them in a peerless posture, full of majesty, turning the tide and helping the mansion.

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At this moment, in Qingxuan City, thousands of miles away from Xuanjing, in the mansion where Chen Fan was renting, Chen Fan, who had finished his cultivation, slowly opened his eyes.

After taking a breath, the two sword eyebrows were already frowned.

After this period of time ignoring the investment of the spirit stone, his cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the martial master realm, and he can be promoted to a martial spirit with a huge power of 100,000 catties in only half a step.

But it was only half a step away, but it seemed like the end of the world was very close.

No matter how hard Chen Fan tried, he couldn't seem to be able to cross, he could only wander on the edge of the Martial Spirit Realm.

"The realm of martial arts is really not that easy to enter, I am afraid it is dozens of times more difficult than when you were promoted to a martial master!"

Chen Fan muttered to himself, then nodded heavily, got up and left the mansion.

He can no longer waste time like this anymore. Now that there is no way to improve his cultivation level, he can only temporarily improve his strength by other methods.

At present, apart from the cultivation base, Chen Fan has about three ways to improve his strength.

One is to find a higher level of martial arts, but now his Dragon Palm is already an earth level, and even higher levels are things that can't be met, so this is just empty talk.

As for the second point, it is to look for the heavenly book and raise the level of the spiritual explorer.

But in Chen Fan's eyes today, it may be even more difficult, after all, things like heavenly books depend on luck.

Now that the first two points have been negated, then Chen Fan can only do the third point.

Look for dissimilar metals to improve the quality of the sword of life and death, thereby increasing more combat power!