Chapter 8: Meet the master

Feng Kui woke up three poles in the morning, and Ling Xiufeng's disciples who killed the evil dragonfly had woken up and left. Seeing that a bunch of treasures were still around him, he sat up and looked carefully and found that most of them were strong Wudan and Zhuang Qingdan, a total of more than 30 pieces. In addition, there were more than a dozen elixirs that he did not recognize. The rest were mostly herbs and gold stones and so on. He didn't see any magic weapon. Feng Kuan put these things into one by one. In a small cloth bag. This cloth bag is also a trophy, but it can be regarded as a magic weapon. It is just a storage bag that can store items. Although it is small on the outside, the capacity is not small. The guy took it in his hand and played a few times. He felt a little interesting, so he tightened his bag and hung it around his waist. He still remembered the body of the evil dragonfly in his heart. He rushed to the place where the dragonfly was beheaded last night. He didn't see the evil dragonfly's body still there, but only saw the mess and blood stains on the earth and stone.

"I don't know which group of people had good luck to remove the body of the evil dragonfly!" This guy muttered, but the pearl is the best essence in his hand. Without that corpse, he can't eat a mouthful of dragon muscles, and he doesn't feel much regretful, so he returns to the stone cliff to take out the dragon egg, and still returns to the stone house on the edge of the cold pool. In the day, he can practice "Zunlong to Sea" in the water.

This lonely practice came to the Mid-Autumn Festival of this year. That night, Feng Kui held the blue dragon egg in his hand as a plaything on the top of the stone cliff. He chose a comfortable posture and lay down to look at the full moon in the sky. He looked carefully without blinking and muttered, "Sister Yi always said that the sixteen gardens of the fifteenth moon. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, my sister made moon cakes, and I was always hungry that day. This guy looked foolishly at the moon in the sky and thought about the benefits of his sister. The ghost's crazy words and Liu Xizi's pitted face appeared in front of him one by one, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

The moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival is round and full, like a silver plate in the air, and there is no shortage. The guy raised his hand, looked at the palm full of scales, squinted his eyes and faded the black gold-colored armor little by little, revealing a round of purple moon pattern on the palm of his hand. Suddenly, he understood the sister's words and said sadly. He said: "It turns out that beautiful things are like the fifteenth moon, which is not the most perfect moment. Like a good dream, it is inevitable for close friends to leave. When you stay alone, you put your thoughts on the sixteenth moon. Although you feel that the perfection is perfect, it is just a thought, just because when you wake up from the dream and after parting! Sister Yi must have had such a feeling for a long time, otherwise she would not have said this every time she gave me sweet moon cakes in the Mid-Autumn Festival. I only saw that there was no smile on my sister's face, and sadness appeared! Unfortunately, I didn't understand anything at that time, just relying on my sister's bastard..."

Feng Kui's head became sad and gradually withdrew the scales covering his whole body, revealing a resolute face, and his eyes stared at the bright moon sprinkled in the sky.

This guy has practiced "Zunlong Out to Sea" very well, and it is only a line away from the pure fire. He has opened more than 70 acupuncture points in his whole body, and more than one-fifth of the356 acupuncture points in "Zunlong's True Body Tips". He is full of scales and armor. He is not like a monster full of day and night. A piece, flying in the sky can stick to a fragrant time, as if swimming in the water, and gradually like the broad perspective of swimming in the sky overlooking.

Sometimes there is also a fairy-like feeling of freedom!

The blood of Feng Kui's head was as good as gold water extracted by "Taishang Zun Long Qi and Blood Decision". The blood dripped into beads and did not disperse. The true qi that shuttled through the blood acupuncture point in his body also became unusual. The colorless and invisible in the past was gradually stained with light gold. He ran through the body like a wandering dragon, and entering and exiting the acupuncture point was like going back and forth to the dragon cave. The real strength is several times higher than before, and the power has increased dramatically.

This guy's thoughts of escaping from Lingxiu Peak are also getting stronger and stronger, and his heart has been ready to move several times.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Feng Kui's head flew in the sky. With his ability, he wanted to see the appearance of the fairy family's residence above his head. He kept jumping to the sky and just wanted to fly to a very high place to see what the mountain suspended at the top of Lingxiu Peak looked like.

Feng Kui's head did not know that the sky was thick and high, and he was about to be exhausted. Suddenly, he saw a magical world full of Yao grass, strange flowers everywhere and spiritual trees in the clouds.

This guy jumped in and looked at the exquisiteness of a fairyland and moved unconsciously. When did he see such a grand scene living in the mortal world? He was as if he broke into a paradise. He was gradually surprised to find that the birds, birds, insects and beasts were not surprised by people here, and he was still happy and peaceful. This guy is like a countryman entering the capital and feels as novel as seeing it. Suddenly, he feels that Lingxiu Peak is like a wild wilderness.

"This is the appearance of Xianshan in my dream!" The guy sighed, which confirmed the scene in the dream and felt that there was no difference. He unconsciously went deeper step by step.

Suddenly, there was a bamboo forest in front of it. The bamboo was tall and bright. The fine house was simple and wild. A circle of simple fences was wrapped in vines, and bees and butterflies were flying freely among the flowers. A thin old man in the yard held a bamboo branch with a long-handled broom to clean the withered yellow bamboo leaves. He seemed to be old and white hair but said. Bone fairy wind, comfortable and extraordinary temperament.

Feng Kui came headless. The old man in the yard slowly looked up and shouted indifferently, "Where did the wild baby come from? Go back and forth!"

didn't do anything, and he didn't even see a gentle brush of his sleeves. Feng Kui felt a soft force supporting him to fly out of the mountain, and it didn't help him to resist. Feng Kui finally woke up like a dream and flew out of the mountain full of horror.

Suddenly, there was a childish cry and complained, "Grandpa!"

Feng Kui saw a little girl in the fading yard chasing out barefoot in her belly pocket. She rushed into Feng Kui's arms and opened her arms and hugged the girl's neck in surprise: "Brother Kui, how do you know that I came here when I got out of the customs? Do you miss your child?"

The wind is like a dream, and he nod frequently.

The warmth in his arms made him forget to be afraid!

The girl pulled Feng Kui's head from the sky and rushed to the yard in the bamboo forest. Her mouth was full of joy and said, "Grandpa, this is the brother you said to you, don't you remember?"

Then the old man glanced at Feng Kui and held the broom with both hands and said lightly, "Is it the wild boy who is covered with scales and riding on the night to tease others?"

The girl opened her eyes wide and looked at Feng Kui's head, as if she wanted to see where the scales were!

Feng Kui's head blushed and said awkwardly, "The boy is also too boring and playful. It turns out that there are some tall people who are interesting to watch on their heads.

The old man smiled and felt quite funny and said, "You boy practiced the game all day long and jumped to the sky. It's difficult for the old man not to see it. Moreover, he always laughs like thunder. Can he not attract attention?"

Feng Kui scratched his head embarrassingly. In retrospect, he also felt that he was complacent every time he was not careful. It turned out that his ugliness fell into other people's eyes, and he was also an unfathomable high man. No matter how thick-skin he was, he could not be ashamed.

The little girl looked at Feng Kui's head and smiled. She climbed to Feng Kui's shoulder and sat shaking her feet as usual. She touched Feng Kui's face with a happy face and said, "Brother A Kui is getting more and more ability, and he actually went to it. Grandpa, is this the rare genius you told me about?

The old man nodded slightly and said, "The world doesn't care about genius. As long as the achievements are outstanding and amazing, fools can also be called geniuses. The hard work is the content behind the word 'genius'. This was said to Feng Kui first. For example, he is ten years younger than Feng Kui's head, but his achievements are several levels higher than Feng Kui's head. In terms of genius, I'm afraid he is not even enough to bring shoes for his daughter. So the old man's words are to call him and give him confidence.

The girl smiled and said, "Then grandpa will let Brother Kui live here to compensate the girl?"

The old man doted and said, "There is nothing wrong with it. As long as the little one is happy and willing to practice hard!"

The girl changed her words and said, "Then why don't you take Brother Kui as a disciple? In this way, the girl can see Brother A Kui every day and practice together. The food made by brother A Kui is delicious!"

The old man said fiercely and inside, "Grandpa has racked his brains to teach others. Don't cause trouble to Grandpa!"

The little one jumped into the old man's arms and cried, "Grandpa, why not? The girl doesn't care, doesn't care, doesn't care..." The feet kept kicking, and her little body twisted randomly. A pair of small hands pulled a beard and scratched her face, and kept acting coquettishly in the old man's arms. The old man had no choice, but he spoiled his girl and comforted him softly, "Nang, although grandpa can't take him as a disciple, he can still guide him. If your brother Kui has any professional confusion, you can come and ask grandpa. Is this okay?"

The girl suddenly became a good baby and looked at Grandpa with bright eyes and asked happily, "Really, Grandpa?"

The old man's smile was slightly distorted, and he immediately felt cheated. He nodded regretfully. Can my granddaughter's eccentric grandfather be puzzled?!

The girl took off her grandfather's arm and flew to Feng Kui's head and shoulder, and said, "Brother Kui, you should thank the girl well. Don't forget to cook delicious food for your girl!"

This guy was so excited that he couldn't speak and only nodded frequently. The old man opposite may be so helpless that he continued to sweep the courtyard.

Feng Kui's head was stained with the girl's light and has been instructed by the master since then. He still lives by the cold pool and does not stay in a good place like a fairyland on it. He also doesn't want to practice too noisy to attract the disgust of the quiet old man. He is afraid that a teacher will not like him, and let him kill those who stand still. He can't bear to be afraid of new animals to satisfy his hunger, and the old man may not allow it. After thinking about it for several times, he still returned to his old nest.

The girl often comes down to enjoy the barbecue of Feng Kui Shou, so that she will not be kneaded by Feng Kui Shou's face. The girl also always wiped the grease on Feng Kui's face playfully, and let Feng Kui wipe her face with a satisfied face. The two are closer, and Feng Kui's head gradually has a good feeling of being an elder brother, and his heart is warm.

From the girl, Feng Kui also knew the depth of the old man. It seemed that an ordinary old man was actually a peerless master in the realm of Yuanjun. He was more unfathomable than the ethereal immortal king, the head of the ethereal sword school. Taoist Qiong, already ignored the affairs of the sect and became an elder. Because he loved his granddaughter, he withdrew from the ethereal. Heaven, he retreated to Lingxiufeng's head Lingxiu Sendai to teach his granddaughter, and he was also happy.

Feng Kui was shocked by himself for a long time and finally saw the background of the ethereal sword school, which was far from being as simple as the ethereal immortal king. At the bottom of his heart, he finally understood that he wanted to kill Yuanling and Piaomiao Xianjun for revenge. At present, it seems that it is still a ridiculous stage for idiots to talk about dreams, and he often remember to hurt himself secretly. He only put it deeply in the bottom of his heart and tried to hone himself until he had enough strength to bring up this idea.

At that time, you will be angry with the crown and take revenge on the evil leader!