Chapter 101: The Chaotic Ring of Starry Seas, Golden Crow's Dependence

  "Peaceful wind!"

  Chen Xi wore a white dress that fluttered in the wind, and held a golden ring in her hand, playing with it. She looked up at Ning Feng and said, "I've gone to ask around."

  "Huh?"

  Ning Feng held the Huo Huan flag and subconsciously wanted to use it to scratch his head, still looking small and cute.

  What's good to hear? Three years of external gates, outside the mountain contact, aren't we familiar enough yet?

  "I begged Master and went to ask Tianyun Shifu, so I know what you Ningfeng experienced last time you went out."

  Chen Ximiao looked at Ning Feng, but didn't wait for his response and continued to say, "Honest with myself, if I were in his shoes, I couldn't do it."

  "I am inferior to you in traveling all over the world."

  The urge to rush forward and strike his head against the wind grew stronger, and with his understanding of Chen Xiwei, he knew that what followed would definitely not be pleasant to hear, and it would certainly not be a good outcome.

  "But..."

  Chen Xiwei dragged out the tail tone, dragged out the sound, and proudly raised his snow-white swan-like neck: "Head-on confrontation, you are not as good as me!"

  "I knew it."

  Looking at Chen Ximiao's proud and determined face, Ning Feng couldn't help but feel that it wasn't going to be easy to defeat him.

  "Who are you? You're Chen Xiwei."

  Ning Feng didn't say a word, but his mind flashed back to several years ago when the two of them were still just acquaintances who only nodded at each other, and he recalled a scene from when they were both 12 or 13 years old...

  It was a clear and starry night, the wind passed through the bamboo forest, rustling loudly, which made the quietness of the night more prominent, and highlighted the intermittent sobbing sounds in the bamboo forest.

  Thirteen-year-old Ning Feng was also in the forest, through the swaying bamboo shadows, saw that a girl named Chen Xiwei was squatting on the empty ground between the trees, hugging her knees, sobbing and muttering to herself.

  "Xī wēi bù kū, xī wēi bù kū!" = "Xiwei doesn't cry, Xiwei doesn't cry!"

  One sob after another repeated, covering up the whimpering sounds, and gradually really stopped crying.

  She stood up. Her slender figure cast a long shadow in the moonlight filtering through the trees.

  The bright moonlight illuminates Chen Xiwei's face, making it as white as jade. The tears still hanging on her face are like dew drops on a jade plate.

  Dew drops were falling, Chen Ximiao slightly raised her head, pursed her lips and said to herself: "Who am I? I am Chen Ximiao!"

  ……

  "It really hasn't changed at all."

  Ning Feng shook his head, grasped the flag of Huan Hua with both hands, and unfolded it against the wind.

  A "whooshing" sound, the banner unfolded in the wind, from a small sleeve flag on his arm to a huge banner that reached over ten feet tall, heavily planted into the ground.

  The next moment, the wind swept across the high platform. At the same time, it disheveled Ning Feng and Chen Xiwei's clothes, and blew down stars like rain.

  At that moment, a large patch of fiery red surged out from behind Ning Feng. It was as if the sun had just risen, with a wisp of cloud shrouding the eastern horizon, reflecting the morning light into a brilliant color.

  The Temple of the Sun God is about to emerge, and the light of the Sun God descends from the sky, using the peaceful wind as a bridge, pouring into the flag of Mars.

  The ocean of stars, rolling up the tidal wave of celestial power, surging and fluctuating on a hundred-foot high platform.

  When the first wave of Xinghuo planet's tidal kiss touched Chen Xiwei's hem, her two palms closed up and down in front of her chest, with a thin layer of golden light bursting out from between them.

  The golden light is trembling, as if a pet guarding the door, eagerly waiting for the door to open and welcome the time to go out and play.

  Behind Chen Xiwei, a fiery red enveloped the glittering gold, shaped like a large bird's wings slowly opening, revealing the majestic figure soaring into the sky.

  That's Golden Crow!

  "Righteous fire samadhi, golden crow refining nine heavens."

  "Nine Transformations Thirteen Changes, Eleventh Change: Golden Crow Transformation!"

  Ning Feng muttered to himself, sighing in admiration: "In the past, she was actually able to refine the Golden Crow into this state."

  "Jin Wu transformed into the eleventh transformation, with a difficulty in cultivation that surpasses countless others, known as one of the nine methods and thirteen transformations, whose transmission is not inferior to Taiyang method."

  "In the past, Wei didn't know what it was that allowed Jin Wu to cultivate to this extent, and it's no wonder that Zhuang Jiao Zhen Ren treated her like a treasure, even if it meant being surrounded and beaten to gain an advantage for her."

  Ning Feng deeply felt the importance that Shen Bu Yi, the leader of the Divine Palace, attached to Chen Xiang, and quickly gathered his thoughts, preparing for the impending battle.

  The two people were too familiar with each other, too familiar.

  Familiar with each other before the war, without any guesswork, as soon as the words fell, the two silently entered a state of combat.

  The two were surprisingly similar.

  Whether it is the Sun's Law or the Golden Crow's Transformation, they are all in a state of being about to be issued but not yet issued, and each has poured the power of one law and one transformation into the Flag of Huanhua and the Ring of Qiuxi.

  This battle is Ning Feng against Chen Xiwei, also, Huo Hua Flag against Qixi Ring.

  "The first is the method of guiding instruments, and its wonderful use lies in a single mind."

  "It is a rare and precious vessel, with many changes and transformations, its spiritual nature is naturally formed."

  "This is going to be interesting."

  “……”

  The spectators in front of the temple were all excited and eagerly looked up at the high platform, waiting for the intense explosion that was about to erupt.

  Ning Feng and Chen Xiwei didn't keep them waiting for too long.

  In an instant, both of them made their move at the same time.

  "Cheers!"

  Chen Xiwei had one foot toe pointing to the ground, and the other foot toe was placed on another small leg. Her slender body was pulled upwards, her head held high, revealing a white neck like jade. She rubbed her two hands back and forth in front of her chest.

  "Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~"

  Countless voices pierced the air, sweeping across the high platform and filling everyone's ears.

  Immediately afterwards, above and below the high platform, everyone's eyes were filled with a single flower, countless golden lights burst out, which were countless Qixi rings, presenting various angles, tearing through the sky with momentum and speed.

  Across from me is Ning Feng!

  At that moment, many people in front of the shrine unconsciously leaned back, as if they themselves were about to be engulfed by the golden light.

  Innumerable Qixi festivals spread across the sky and earth, but Ning Feng, who was at the peak of his power, closed his eyes at this moment.

  With a swing of both arms!

  The fluttering banner of the planet seems to be dragging along with it the weight of the ancient sands, and in turn, brings Ning Feng's body into motion, as if dancing.

  Chen Ximiao's dance is like a sword dance, with soft beauty and strong vigor and heroic spirit.

  Soft breeze dancing, as if it were a mountain and river dance, filled with majestic grandeur. Also pouring out like a mighty mountain torrent's power.

  "Huh?"

  Suddenly, countless voices of surprise and doubt rose from all parts of the Temple of Heaven.

  Everyone saw that between Ning Feng and Chen Xiwei, in the distance of more than 100 zhangs, countless Qixi rings were like comets. Behind them, they trailed long tails, sweeping through the distance between the two like a broom.

  "Planet Power!"

  "This is traction. It's interference!"

  Many quick-reacting people suddenly came back to their senses, and their faces were filled with shocking colors. They did not expect that the competition between Ning Feng and Chen Xiwei would start from this scene.

  A difference of a single hair can lead to an error of a thousand miles. The infinite power of the Qixi Festival surged into the ocean of starlight, like countless swords piercing through the vast expanse, even as they continued to penetrate deeper, ultimately being swept away by the dark tides and losing direction.

  The torrent of the Tanabata ring was supposed to drown Ning Feng, but due to this disturbance, a scene that no one had expected appeared.

  "Ping ping pang pang. Ding ding dang dang~"

  Crystalline sounds rose and fell, dense explosions erupted. The Qixi ring vortex, which originally wouldn't repeat a single angle, was influenced by the power of the Wandering Star Ocean. They collided with each other, falling down crookedly.

  Even if they didn't fall down, they would fly away in all directions like headless flies.

  Ning Feng held the flag of Huo Hua with both arms, standing straight as a pen, with a smile on his face, motionless.

  It was a place like a target, but there were almost no Qi Xi flying around, even if they came accidentally, it was the last resort of a strong crossbow, and Ning Feng easily waved them away with a flag, without even looking at them twice.

  He didn't have time to look either, all his attention was focused on Chen Xiwei in front of him.

  Chen Ximiao saw this scene, first startled, then unwilling to accept, provocatively raised an eyebrow, and the open arms were retracted. All the Qixi rings that fell on the ground or flew around in all directions disappeared without a trace.

  In front of her chest, two palms faced each other, and in the small space between them, a Qixi ring suddenly appeared out of thin air, trembling violently and making a low humming noise, like a pet that had lost a fight and was unwilling to give up.

  Chen Ximiao didn't let him.

  She joined her two palms together, pinched the Qixi ring in her palm, and raised an eyebrow to look at Ning Feng.

  He glanced up and down, Chen Xiwei slightly turned his head, curled his lips, and spat out two words: "Not bad."

  "Thank you for the compliment."

  Ning Fengshun climbed very quickly, with a bright smile on his face.

  "Don't be so smug, this is just the beginning."

  "Take it!"

  As soon as Chen Xi's words fell, Zhen Feng didn't even have a chance to interject, and their overlapping hands, white as jade, rubbed together, producing a flash of golden light.

  Qixi Ring, the one and only Qixi Ring!

  Bursting out with a brilliance that surpasses all the golden light before, exploding at an extreme speed far beyond before, eliminating all changes, and only using its own body to shoot out, is precisely the Qi Xi Ring itself.

  In an instant, a spark flew across the space between the two people, and then a crow's cry sounded, as flames of gold and red erupted on the Seventh Night Ring.

  The original Qixi ring is gone, replaced by a giant flame that burns fiercely from head to toe, presenting a high-altitude diving posture, with three golden crows spreading their legs below!

  "Golden Crow transforms, relying on the support!"

  Ning Feng took a deep breath and involuntarily tightened his grip on the flagpole, as if he wanted to crush it.

  "The reliance of Jin Wu Hua is to use the power of Jin Wu Hua to force itself into the treasure, so that the power of Jin Wu Hua can perfectly merge with the power of the treasure."

  "How did WeMicro's progress get so fast?"

  Ning Feng's question was also a doubt shared by almost everyone present.

  Jinwu Transformation: Relying on this method is the most famous representation of the eleventh transformation, Jinwu Transformation. Generally speaking, disciples of the Divine Palace who cultivate Jinwu Transformation cannot thoroughly comprehend and grasp it until they successfully build their foundation and become Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

  In other words, Chen Xiwei's move was completely a foundation-building technique that was executed with the power of a post-cultivation period.

  This addition is not just equal to two, otherwise, the Golden Crow would have transformed: relying on it, he would not have made a big name in the Xianxia world, and the gods' palace would not have been shocked like this.

  "Oh no!"

  Ning Feng's expression turned grave, the Sun God Temple behind him completely emerged, and the place where he was suddenly darkened, as if all the light had been absorbed into his body in an instant.

  At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and suddenly pointed it out.