Chapter 101: Revisiting Old Places!

Chapter 101: Revisiting Old Places!

With Wen Tingguang's speed, it didn't take long for the two of them to leave the imperial capital's boundaries and head towards the direction of the Xianzong Mountains.

Throughout the journey, the scenery was picturesque and breathtakingly beautiful.

Unlike the urgency felt during their previous journey, Wen Tingguang seemed less in a hurry. Every time they reached a city, he would even stop and introduce Ling Feng to local delicacies and fine wines.

With Wen Tingguang accompanying him, Ling Feng naturally felt no rush. This way, he had time in the evenings to practice the True Art of Xuanyuan.

I must say, the True Art of Xuanyuan is indeed several levels above the Wenxian Qi Refining Technique.

After cultivating the True Art of Xuanyuan, Ling Feng felt that although his realm hadn't changed, the true qi in his body seemed to be condensed and compressed several times over. When executing the Boundless Sword Steps, he could easily extend it to three hours, instead of the usual half an hour.

Indeed, earth-tier techniques are truly extraordinary.

Wen Tingguang evidently noticed Ling Feng's transformation and nodded approvingly to himself.

It was the first time he had witnessed someone transitioning so swiftly into a favorable state after switching to a new cultivation technique.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

Wen Tingguang and Ling Feng, flew through the air with moderate speed, allowing them to leisurely appreciate the magnificent and enchanting landscapes of mountains and rivers.

"Brother Ling Feng, your cultivation speed is quite impressive. Just a couple of days ago, you switched to the True Art of Xuanyuan, and today, you've already completely transformed all the true qi in your body into Xuanyuan true qi. Your talent is truly extraordinary!"

Wen Tingguang grabbed Ling Feng's shoulder and scrutinized him for a while. Finally, unable to contain himself, he let out a sigh of amazement.

"Maybe the True Art of Xuanyuan suits me better," Ling Feng said modestly with a smile. By activating his Human Dao Eye daily and absorbing the spiritual energy of the world, his cultivation speed in one breath equaled a month's worth for an ordinary person.

"Oh, by the way, where are we now?" Ling Feng changed the subject.

"We're in Yunxi District, and not far ahead is Feiliu City," Wen Tingguang chuckled, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "The Feiliu Spring Wine in Feiliu City is truly excellent. Should I take you to experience it?" Folloow current novÊls on nov/3lb((in).(co/m)

Ling Feng shook his head, smiling. It seemed that Wen Tingguang and his master could indeed become the closest of friends.

"I'll pass on the wine, but I have a relative in Feiliu City. I'm not sure if he's still there, but I'd like to go and check."

Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion. It was from Feiliu City that he had set out initially, guided by the outer sect elder from Wenxian Sect, embarking on his journey in the path of martial arts.

He also wondered if his grandfather, Ling Kun, was still in this place.

Perhaps his grandfather would continue his travels as a wandering physician. However, Ling Feng always held a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping to see Ling Kun again.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, pulled out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, and placed them on the counter. "Could you take me to the room where my grandfather stayed? I'd like to have a look."

The innkeeper's eyes widened at the sight of the thick stack of banknotes, and he immediately nodded. "Certainly, certainly! No problem, sir. Please follow me!"

In no time, the innkeeper led Ling Feng and Wen Tingguang to a relatively secluded and worn-down old house. He chuckled. "That old sir didn't seem to have much wealth, hence he chose this rather humble place. Hehe..."

"I understand. Could you please retrieve any belongings my grandfather left behind and show them to me?"

Perhaps there would be some clues among those belongings.

"Hehe, sir, your grandfather's belongings have been here in this room the whole time, and no one has touched them," the innkeeper replied with a friendly smile.

"Alright, you can go about your business." Ling Feng took a deep breath, pushed open the dilapidated door, and noticed a layer of dust settling on the furniture.

"Grandfather, where on earth have you gone?"

Ling Feng felt a sense of urgency as he began searching the room.

Perhaps Ling Kun left behind some items, such as letters, that could provide him with valuable information.

"Hmm?"

After a brief search, Ling Feng came to a stop next to the dusty wooden table inside the room.

Because of the accumulated dust, he discerned some fine, small holes on the table.

With a slight furrow of his brow, Ling Feng bent down, cleared away the dust on the surface, and gently touched the small holes with his hand.

"Braille?"

Ling Feng's pupils constricted as he immediately realized that this was a message left by his grandfather.

Due to a period of blindness in his own life during which he learned Braille, his grandfather left a message for him in Braille.

In Ling Feng's heart, it was as though a huge rock was dropped from his shoulders.

If grandfather was able to leave a message for me, it means that he was not in danger when he left. Or else he wouldn't have been able to carve out a complicated Braille message.

Ling Feng shut his eyes and began feeling it carefully. As he read the message in his heart, the words carved on the table were: "Feng'er, escape!"

Suddenly, Ling Feng's expression changed and he felt an icy cold shiver down his spine!