Chapter 60 Are you satisfied with the wedding dress magic?
A gentle breeze blew through the city.

Faintly one could hear the sound of shouting and killing, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Cao Feng sat cross-legged on the ruins, looking extremely weak.

He looked like he would die at any moment.

But Cao Feng's expression at this moment was unusually calm, as if at such an age, he had already put life and death aside.

The three heads of the Eastern Depot and the six elite soldiers of the Embroidered Uniform Guard stood in a circle, keeping vigilant in all directions, guarding him and Cao Zhengchun in the middle.

"The unique skill of Yihua Jieyu is a side path and can easily damage your foundation. It is better to use it less unless you have no other choice."

While Cao Zhengchun was performing Qigong exercises on Cao Feng, he warned him through voice transmission.

In order to avoid complications, Cao Feng did not use his life span to recover from his injuries, and remained in a dying state.

However, Cao Zhengchun, who was treating his injuries, naturally knew that he was just pretending.

"My nephew knows the seriousness of the matter. Uncle, don't worry."

As Cao Zhengchun said, transplanting flowers and jade does have significant disadvantages.

But it also depends on who uses it.

Although he does not know the Mingyu Gong, his advantage lies in his solid foundation.

In addition, there is a large amount of lifespan as a supply, so there will be no problem even if the flower-transferring technique is used frequently.

Of course, it is enough for you to understand these things yourself, there is no need to explain them in detail.

"Well, that's good."

Cao Zhengchun nodded slightly.

Then, he said solemnly, "Remember, you had an adventure in your childhood. You accidentally learned an unknown magical skill. Later, you were framed by a villain and your skills were destroyed. It was I, your uncle, who found the elixir for you in the treasury of the imperial palace, and rebuilt your meridians."

"Now that I have re-cultivated my martial arts, with the mutual blessing of Xiantian Gong and Wuming Divine Gong, I have achieved what I have today!"

Cao Feng's realm improvement was so fast that it almost broke the common sense of martial arts.

No matter how powerful the quick success method is, it cannot achieve such a terrifying speed.

If there is no reasonable explanation, it is bound to be targeted by people with ulterior motives and bring endless troubles.

Cao Zhengchun had no intention of prying into his nephew's privacy.

The first thing he thought about was how to help Cao Feng solve the problem.

After careful consideration, he decided to use Cao Feng's past experience as a breakthrough.

After all, Cao Feng's past was a blank period for him.

It would definitely be more difficult for others to figure it out.

As long as there is enough time, Cao Zhengchun believes that his nephew's talent is enough to stand out from the crowd and he no longer needs to worry about anyone's covetousness!

……

Feeling his uncle's deep concern, Cao Feng couldn't help but raise his lips slightly, and replied calmly: "It's not some nameless magic skill. The skill that my nephew has practiced is called 'Wedding Dress Magic Skill'!"

"This skill is quite miraculous. Not only does the skill increase rapidly, but the true energy is also extremely pure, without any vanity."

"The only drawback is that if you want to practice this skill to the highest level, you need to abandon your own martial arts and practice it all over again."

"I am a humble nephew. I have practiced hard for more than ten years before I finally reached the Xiantian realm. When you found me, it was just not long since I gave up my martial arts..."

A long time ago, Cao Feng thought of a relatively perfect excuse for his peculiarity.

Coincidentally, Yan Nantian in this world happened to have experienced hardships.

She has already practiced the Wedding Dress Skill to the highest level.

The mystery of this technique is no longer a secret.

Using the magic of wedding dress as an excuse couldn't be more appropriate!
Cao Zhengchun was slightly startled, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

After a moment, he nodded with satisfaction.

Whether Cao Feng's words are true or false, from this moment on, they will be facts.

No matter how powerful the emperor is, it is still because of the magic power of wedding dress!

Cao Zhengchun said nothing more.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to heal Cao Feng's injuries, he began to think about what to do next.

The battle of Guangyang Prefecture finally ended here.

But for him, the trouble had just begun. His leaving the capital to help Cao Feng was completely against the emperor's will.

The emperor had been suppressing him.

It was only because of the powerful eunuch party that he chose to take back power bit by bit in a gentle way.

Doing this now is equivalent to giving the emperor an excuse to get angry!

It's not hard to imagine.

When he returns to Beijing, the emperor will definitely take advantage of the situation.

"Ugh!"

Cao Zhengchun sighed softly, his heart filled with melancholy.

He does not regret his decision.

Compared with the safety of his own nephew, a little power means nothing.

As long as my nephew can grow up, everything is worth it!

Just look at Pang Ban’s tremendous power in the Yuan Dynasty to see this.

The reason he sighed was that he didn't know how to respond to the emperor's criticism!
This time he blatantly went against the emperor's will and he had no excuse to shirk his responsibility.

……

When Cao Feng heard the noise, his mind moved.

Smiling, he transmitted his voice, "Uncle, are you worried about how to explain this to the Emperor?"

Without waiting for Cao Zhengchun's response, he continued, "In my humble opinion, you don't need to worry about this at all. There will be people in the Imperial City who will help you solve these problems."

Cao Zhengchun not only left Beijing himself, but also took away a large number of powerful people.

The same is true for Guo Bujing.

The two major enemies were not in the capital, and the Mongol Yuan strongmen happened to enter the country.

With such a godsend opportunity, Zhu Wusi would definitely not be able to hold back and would do something.

In Cao Feng's opinion, even if the little emperor didn't die, he would be skinned alive.

Make things difficult for Cao Zhengchun?
nonexistent.

Now I’m afraid he would like Cao Zhengchun to stay in the palace every day!
Cao Feng made this inference based on his understanding of Zhu Wusi.

But Cao Zhengchun had no idea what was going on and just thought his nephew was comforting him.

So there was no deep conversation, just a lighthearted smile, and he said: "Feng'er, you don't have to worry about your uncle. Just do what you want to do. As long as you can reach the level of a Grandmaster, even if your uncle dies, he will be able to smile in his grave."

Cao Feng didn't want to continue such an emotional topic. His eyes swept across a red shadow and he asked thoughtfully, "Regarding the Sun Moon Divine Sect and the Miao people, what arrangements does uncle have?"

Of course, what was promised to Dongfang Bubai must be fulfilled.

But you can't speak without thinking.

If it goes against Cao Zhengchun's plan, then he can only rely on his own means to fulfill his promise and will never make things difficult for Cao Zhengchun.

Cao Zhengchun glanced at Dongfang Bubai and replied nonchalantly, "It's just an insignificant move. This person is helpful to Feng'er, so I won't treat her unfairly."

Just one simple sentence can determine the fate of hundreds of thousands of people.

This is the allure of power!
……

While the uncle and nephew were communicating, Guo Bujing also arranged personnel to support all parties.

Then, he rushed to another Grandmaster battlefield alone.

Seeing this, Cao Feng immediately asked Cao Zhengchun to take him to catch up.

Based on his understanding of Jin Jiuling, the other party will definitely cause trouble.

Who knows, I might be able to pick up another master criminal for free.

Guo Bujing ignored Cao Feng and others who followed him.

However, the soul-chasing creature that followed him made him frown.

Guo Bujing knew exactly what Zhuihun was thinking.

But, the falling flowers have feelings, but the flowing water is merciless.

Cao Feng's special identity meant that he and Zhuihun had no master-disciple relationship.

(End of this chapter)