Mu Chen's black eyes sparkled as he stared at the stone room in front of him. As the Mu Territory's Lord, Mu Feng was one of the few powerhouses within the Northern Spiritual Realm. Naturally, his collection would not be weak.
As for his own father, Mu Chen was not courteous at all. He quickly walked into the stone room and picked up a scroll. As he glanced at it, glowing words appeared on the scroll.
Common Tier Middle Rank Spiritual Art, Cloud Flame Art.
Mu Chen blinked his eyes. Generally speaking, Spiritual Arts were divided into Cultivation Method Spiritual Arts, Offensive Spiritual Arts, Defensive Spiritual Arts, etc. These Spiritual Arts were divided into 3 ranks: Deity Tier, Spiritual Tier, and Common Tier. Each rank was further divided into High, Middle, and Low Rank. The Cloud Flame Art in front of him was a Common Tier Middle Rank Cultivation Method Spiritual Art.
Mu Chen played with the scroll for a bit before putting it down. It was evident that he was not interested in it. Then, he slowly walked deeper into the room. Occasionally, he would pick up a scroll, but he would immediately put it back.
Mu Feng slowly followed behind Mu Chen and allowed him to choose the many Spiritual Arts here.
Hundred Sword Spiritual Art, Common Tier High Rank.
Mountain Breaker Codex, Common Tier High Rank.
The dazzling array of Spiritual Arts filled Mu Chen's eyes. Although most of them were Common Tier Spiritual Arts, Mu Chen understood that if these Spiritual Arts were to be taken out, it would cause a lot of people to fight over them. Mu Feng's collection was not ordinary within the Northern Spiritual Realm.
Mu Chen's footsteps wandered for a long time before he finally reached the depths of the stone room. However, he still wasn't able to find the Spiritual Art that he was interested in. Then, he raised his head and looked at the last shelf. There were three opened jade boxes placed there.
"You're quite ambitious. Your father risked his life to obtain these three Spiritual Arts." Mu Feng noticed that Mu Chen was looking at the three jade boxes and could not help but laugh.
Hearing this, Mu Chen walked up curiously and took out a scroll from the jade box. The scroll was crystal clear and it was warm to the touch. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.
"Yan Long Art." Mu Chen scanned through the jade scroll, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. "It's actually a Spirit Level Low Rank Spirit Art?"
He was very clear about the value of a Spirit Level Spiritual Art. If he were to auction it off, it would be impossible to obtain it without at least a million Spirit Coins.
"Yes, the technique that I practice is this Yan Long Technique. I obtained it when I obtained Yan Long's Soul Carving." Mu Feng nodded and said.
Mu Chen played around with the script for a moment. Then, he took out the other two scrolls. Of the two Spiritual Arts, one was called the "Heaven Trembling Art" and the other was called the "Spirit Gathering Mirror". Both of them were Spiritual Tier Low Rank.
Mu Chen couldn't bear to part with these three jade slips. For a moment, he was a little hesitant about which choice he should make.
"Have you chosen?
These three Spiritual Arts are about the same. You can choose one to practice. In the future, if you find a more suitable Spiritual Art, you can switch to another one. "Mu Feng said with a faint smile.
Mu Chen hesitated. His palm floated above the three jade slips, and finally stopped on the "Spirit Gathering Mirror". Although this Spiritual Art was not good at attacking, it was quite effective in building a good foundation.
Mu Chen's palm floated above the "Spirit Gathering Mirror". However, just when he was about to make his choice, his heart suddenly moved for some unknown reason. Then, his gaze unconsciously drifted a little. Then, in the shadow of the three jade boxes, he saw a dark, dusty, black scroll.
"What is this?"
Mu Chen was startled for a moment. He extended his hand and grabbed the dark, black scroll. His gaze swept across it, and he saw that on the rough surface of the scroll, there were some vague words appearing.
"Great Pagoda Art?"
Mu Chen stared at the four vague words. A hint of doubt flashed through his eyes. There was actually no Clear Spiritual Art's rank written on it?
Mu Chen looked at Mu Feng in confusion. However, he was stunned. At this moment, the latter had a complicated expression as he looked at the dark, black scroll in his hand. His expression was filled with gentleness and nostalgia.
"Dad?" Mu Chen shouted and waved the scroll in his hand: "What Spiritual Art is this?
Why isn't the rank written? "
"It's just an ordinary Spiritual Art. You can choose something else." Mu Feng retracted his gaze and said slowly.
Mu Chen frowned. He rubbed the black scroll with his palm. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said: "I'll take it."
Mu Feng's body paused for a moment. He stared at Mu Feng, and the latter also stared back at him. The young boy's face had a hint of stubbornness at this moment.
"You really want to choose it?" Mu Feng asked after a moment of silence.
Mu Chen nodded his head and said: "I don't know why, but I feel that if I don't choose it, I will regret it. Dad, where did this Spiritual Art come from?"
Mu Feng stared at the Jade Strip with a complicated expression. After a long while, he let out a long sigh and bitterly smiled. With a voice that only he could hear, he muttered: "Jing, as expected of your son."
"This scroll was left behind by your mother. To be exact, it should be left for you. However, she also said that if you don't choose it, then you should let it continue to be sealed." Mu Feng said softly.
"Mother?"
Mu Chen's body couldn't help but tremble for a moment. He muttered the unfamiliar word that made his heart tremble. He seemed to have never seen his mother before. However, there was a vague but exceptionally gentle figure in the depths of his heart.
Ever since he became sensible, he didn't pester Mu Feng to ask about his mother. Mu Feng also didn't mention it. Between the father and son, sometimes, they seemed to have chosen to avoid the person that was important to them.
"Mother should still be here, right?
Where is she? "
Mu Chen rubbed the scroll and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he couldn't help but ask about the matter that he wanted to know the most. When he was young, he had carved many wooden sculptures. Those wooden sculptures were exactly the same, but they didn't have a clear face. This was because the original shape of the wooden sculpture was the faint gentle figure in the depths of his heart.
Every wooden sculpture was a trace of sustenance and longing.
"Your mother's matter is very complicated. It's useless to tell you now. However, if you really want to know about it, then you should cultivate it. Once you've cultivated it to a certain level, you will naturally know about it." Mu Feng remained silent for a long time. In the end, he slowly clenched his hands and stared at Mu Chen.
"Mother's departure, is it related to me?" Mu Chen suddenly asked.
"You have always been the person that she cared about the most. For you, she could give up everything."
Mu Feng didn't directly answer. Instead, he gently rubbed Mu Chen's head with his big hand and self-deprecatingly said: "It's your father who doesn't have the ability to let you and your mother be together."
"I have tried before, but I still failed. I'm sorry."
Mu Chen nodded silently. A bright smile appeared on his young face: "Father, you want to see mother again, right?"
"I want to, I really want to. I really want our family to be reunited." Mu Feng raised his head and murmured in a low voice. He also had endless longing.
Mu Chen clenched his hand tightly. The rough, dark black script emitted a warm temperature in his palm. After a long time, he raised his head and smiled at Mu Feng: "I've chosen this. Dad, don't worry. I will help you complete the things that you couldn't do. If you believe in me, there will be a day when our family will be reunited. No one will be able to stop us!"
Mu Feng stared blankly at the young boy with the young face and firm eyes. A sour feeling rippled in his chest. This caused his eyes to turn slightly red. In the end, he nodded heavily.
Jing, our son, will not be ordinary.
(A brand new day. Does everyone have a brand new recommendation ticket and collection?
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