Luo Feng/cultivation Novels & Stories

Since you have a talent above violet's that is hard to find on Four Continents, it's not hard to break into the Spirit Manifestation Realm within a year" Says Huo Yifan. Getting a diciple with a talent above violet's is a luck that will only come once. "Then I'll do it. I'll win the competition and get possession of Luhuo Mountain. But if I want that spiritual flame in return, will the sect’s leader give it to me?" Although the sect’s leader says Spiritual Flame is a rumor, but Xiao Long knows there is a spiritual flame on Mount Luhuo. Because only spiritual flame can turn a large mountain temperature into extreme heat. Huo Yifan was stunned by what Xiao Long said, he had no idea he was inte

She had already said too much, but she didn’t want to keep secrets from Blake, either. “As you know, we don’t cultivate the same cultivation method as you and our Mothers.” Ling began. “Yes, you and Huo cultivate a Phoenix cultivation. I had figured this out already. I still can’t see your realms. It’s like a mist over your true powers.” Blake said, looking at the two with understanding. “It’s the same for our daughters.”

In order to provide Fang Qingling with a comfortable and comfortable job, he had reminded Liu Yue'er a lot. "Brother Zhou, why don't I start with the Blood Spirit sapling first?" Fang Qingling suddenly said to Zhou Tian. Zhou Tian's eyes lit up and he asked Fang Qingling, "Qingling, the sapling is still so small. Can it be used?" "We can use it. I'll try and get some leaves first. Then I'll study the formula of traditional Chinese medicine. I'm sure I can develop a magical beauty salon." Fang Qingling said confidently.

"They matched him against Liu Fengwei?" "The assignment system doesn't account for talent records." "Someone should tell him to forfeit before he gets hurt." I find my bench in the staging area and sit down. From across the queue, Liu Fengwei is watching me. He's tall, broad-shouldered for seventeen, with the blue-white Storm Thunder Clan marks at his temples — electrostatic Ki pathways made visible, a sign of someone who has trained the Thunderstrike Scripture deep enough that it's left permanent marks on his cultivation structure. His eyes are calm. Professional. He's not the type who performs contempt — he just assesses and proceeds.

It was as if his blood was about to boil! ‘Is Lu Bu’s grave appearing soon? Such strong powers!’ “Everybody, get ready! When the ancient tomb appears, we have to rush in at the first opportunity!” Donoghue yelled out loud. His eyes burn with passion. At that moment, Donoghue did not bother about his feud with Darryl. He only had one thought in his mind, that was to get Lu Bu’s unique cultivation technique—the Blood Battle Eight Directions method—in his hands! Everyone looked at the blood-colored clouds and was inexplicably excited!

He could not execute his skills at all. Under the platform, Luo Shangyan frowned deeply, her hand clutched tight. Xiao Chen's heart sank. He could hide no more. He had not dared to use too much of his Mystic Cyan Cultivation Method or the Yaoguang School skills as he realized shrewdly that Xuanyue's eyes were already shining with a peculiar light.

He needs the money that the Xue Clan's head gives to him as compensation after all. Ye Feng, a son from a poor family of merchants. At the age of sixteen, because of poverty, he accepted the Head of the Xue Clan's offer to become the youngest teacher in the Liaodong Xue Sect. However, he does not teach martial arts or anything related to cultivation. Cultivating isn't part of his fate either. He only managed to get himself inside the said sect because of his talent in music. Ever since his earliest memories, he's already been into music. He could play from percussion instruments to string instruments and wind instruments. Throughout his profession inside the Xue Sect, he teaches only one stu

He had adopted them both in the quiet, practical way of someone who would never admit to doing any such thing, and the ceremony was giving him an outlet for it. Su Fengling had opinions about the robes. Specific, precise opinions delivered over tea with the focused seriousness she brought to everything. White was traditional but too generic. Lihua's cultivation energy was silver-gold and the robe should reflect that — it should be hers, visually and unmistakably hers. Ruoxuan had opinions about everything and expressed them all at once with enormous enthusiasm and then immediately apologized for overstepping, which Lihua told her to stop doing because she had never been overstepping, she had

The Taoist technique of Southern Underworld Ignis, which Huo Jun was proficient in, was extremely brilliant. It had declined only because it had strict requirements on the body constitution of its disciples. It was said that Huo Jun had only half of the Southern Underworld Ignis Body, and he could have his current cultivation. What kind of incredible achievement would the one with a pure Southern Underworld Ignis Body have after practicing it to the advanced level? While thinking of that, Lai Pengyi was in a bad mood.

There was not a more powerful master of generalisation than her. The surgeon class that Zen saw in his sworn brother’s screenshot was probably the most horrifying. The man wasn’t a doctor. No. That job class must have mistyped “Grim Reaper” as “Surgeon”. According to the special notes, Liu Feng could wield knives from surgical scalpels to kunais. He was even capable of removing adverse effects and healing others. However, the only thing Liu Feng chose was violence. He didn’t even bother equipping gloves, and Zen wanted to ask why he thought using a three-to-seven ratio for dexterity and strength in that exact order was a good decision.