My wife is a sword god

Chapter 470: Broken Heart Table?
There were fewer and fewer chains under the dark clouds, and Qin Feng's body began to crumble.

There were more and more cracks on the Shenhai Wenxin platform, and his face was extremely pale.

Liu Jianli at the bottom saw something was wrong, but she also understood that nothing could stop the other party at this moment.

Just like when he was in Wan Jianzong, facing the irresistible power of thunder, only Qin Feng rushed forward without hesitation.

"There is only the last piece of sky lock left"

Cang Feilan turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the final chain.

Such a magnificent sight naturally attracts most people's attention.

They seem to have seen a long silver-white dragon, fighting against Tianwei arrogantly!

Boom!

The last chain fell apart under the surprised eyes of the world.

Deep in the dark clouds, a golden light flashed, and an inaudible cold hum disappeared into the roar.

Cang Feilan stood high in the sky, the energy in her body was getting stronger and stronger, that was the realm of the Seventh Transformation Tribulation Power!
When the dark clouds covering Fengtian City dissipated and the sky became clear again, she looked excitedly at where Qin Feng was.

The latter withdrew the white light array, smiled palely at her, then his eyes turned black, and he fell in the air.

This sudden scene terrified everyone who was paying attention here, a white figure flashed over, holding Qin Feng firmly in his arms, it was Liu Jianli.

Cang Feilan fell instantly, looking at the unconscious Qin Feng with anxious expression, the joy of her breakthrough has long been replaced by worry.

Qin Feng was in a coma for a day and a night.

Everyone in the Qin family was extremely anxious. They searched for many doctors in the city but failed. The Liu family even entered the palace to invite the imperial doctor, but they still had no clue.

Yang Qian and Fei Xun from the Haowen Academy came to visit, and the former, as a high-quality Taoist of Hundred Ghosts, saw some clues.

Only Yang Qian said in a deep voice: "The soul was seriously damaged, so he was unconscious, but fortunately, it didn't damage its foundation.

but"

Halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly, Yang Qian seemed to not know how to say it.

But this appearance made the rest of the Qin family even more worried, Fei Xun also said anxiously: "But what, senior brother can explain clearly."

Glancing at everyone in the room, Yang Qian finally sighed and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Junior Brother Qin's questioning table is damaged."

"What?!" Fei Xun widened his eyes when he heard the words.

The rest of the people also showed complicated expressions. Although they don't practice the literary orthodoxy, they also know what the questioning platform means to Eru, a literary and sage Taoist.

Er Niang, who is an ordinary woman, noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere, so she asked, "Why don't you talk anymore? What is the heart table? How will it affect Feng'er if it is broken?"

Lan Ningshuang said with red eyes: "If the questioning platform is damaged, aunt, aunt, he will no longer be able to practice literary sage orthodoxy."

Hearing this, Erniang's body went limp and she nearly fell to the ground, but fortunately, Father Qin helped her up in time.

Looking at Qin Feng who was unconscious on the bed, she choked up and said, "Feng'er has finally stepped into the realm of literary saints. With today's achievements, how could she become like this?"

"It's all my fault." Cang Feilan blamed herself extremely.

Cang Mu immediately said: "No one wants such a thing to happen."

Then she turned her head to look at Yang Qian and the two and asked: "Is there a way for the Tianjian Guoshi to repair the questioning platform?"

These words were like the last straw that everyone grasped, and they all cast their eyes.

After pondering, Yang Qian replied: "You can only ask the master for help, but you should not expect too much. There has never been a precedent for repairing the questioning platform."

Liu Jianli, who had been standing quietly beside Qin Feng, parted her vermilion lips lightly: "Before me, no one has ever been able to heal the damaged meridians.

I trust him and it will be fine. "

After Yang Qian and the two left the Qin Mansion, they went to the Haowen Academy non-stop, to the top of the Dengtian Building, and then told the Tianjian Guoshi all about Qin Feng's situation.

Xu Lexian's expression was complicated, but this result was also within his expectation.

The younger brother used a formation far beyond his own ability, and the backlash he received was naturally huge.

But he also admired that little junior, so he turned his head to look at the Tianjian Guoshi standing beside the railing, hoping that the master could have some countermeasures.

A gust of night wind blew past, blowing the white hair of the national teacher, and also blowing away the dark clouds that blocked the bright moon.

The Tianjian Guoshi raised his head to look at the sky, his brows slowly relaxed: "Fortunateness is where misfortune rests, and misfortune is where blessings lie. For him, this may be an opportunity or not."

"Master, what do you mean by this?"

The Tianjian Guoshi did not answer.

Qin Feng regained consciousness and knew that everyone in the room was waiting anxiously.

But he couldn't control his body, and he couldn't even reply.

Qin Feng was shocked when he heard Senior Brother Yang say that his heart was broken.

Fortunately, he was still able to control his mind and went to Shenhai to check the situation.

And the fact is just like Senior Brother Yang said, the surface of his questioning platform covered by golden light is already riddled with holes.

Surprise, loss, confusion, and helplessness stirred in Qin Feng's heart.

In this world, if he loses the capital to become stronger, he knows what it means.

But he didn't regret it, even if God gave him another chance, he would still choose to save Feilan.

After all, if a man has the ability to save the woman he loves, but turns a blind eye, that is the real tragedy.

Senior Xuan Yi's phantom manifested, looked towards the questioning platform, and then raised his head to look at Lei Ting Zhengqi, and the projection of fate stars all over the sky, followed by a light hey.

"Senior Xuan, from now on, I'm afraid I will become an ordinary person." Qin Feng laughed at himself.

"Not necessarily."

"Huh?" Qin Feng asked excitedly after hearing the words: "Could it be that senior has a way to repair my questioning platform?"

"The broken questioning platform means that the foundation of the literary saints is damaged, how can I repair it."

"Senior, isn't he trying to amuse me?" Qin Feng had a strange look on his face.

Xuan Yi explained: "I can't fix it, but it doesn't mean you can't."

"What do you mean, senior?" Qin Feng asked in surprise.

"Generally speaking, the foundation of the literary saints is damaged, the righteousness is not gathered, the literary energy dissipates, and even the star of life will lose contact with you.

But just look at the sea of ​​righteous clouds above your head, and the stars of destiny. "

Qin Feng looked up, and really found that the righteousness and life stars in his divine sea hadn't disappeared because of the damage to his heart platform, and even the interaction between those life stars and him was stronger than usual!

"Senior Xuan, what's going on?"

This kind of weird phenomenon is also beyond Xuan Yi's cognition, he pondered for a moment and then said: "Entering the Tao through literature, drawing the life star, from ancient times to the present, one person corresponds to one.

This kind of situation occurs, perhaps because you have inexplicably attracted countless life stars.

I have an idea, you can give it a try."

"Senior, what can we do?" Qin Feng asked excitedly.

For him at this moment, any possibility is a life-saving straw!
"Guide the fate star, implicate the primordial spirit, and introduce the questioning platform!

With the ancient Hongmeng immortal energy, recast the questioning platform! "

(End of this chapter)