Chapter 2: The undercurrent

At dawn, a breeze.

Feng Kui stood in front of the worry-free hall with his hands on his back. The breeze brushed his face. Feng Kui kept thinking about the next plans in his mind and drawing up plans in his mind. In the next year, he can't leave the ethereal sword school in any case, because of the lan, because of Bai Xiaoyi, because he wants to have a series of actions in the sect. The main reason is that he has to practice, practice the bones of the sky, practice the blood claws, practice kendo, and study the classics and formations of Dayi. He needs to improve his strength. Measure, because time doesn't wait for me, because of the missing in my heart.

Even if he is cruel to himself, he has planned to be a practicing madman and keep practicing.

When the rising sun rose in the east, Feng Kui's head withdrew his eyes from the distance. Suddenly, he saw a figure coming from under the mountain, and Feng Kui couldn't help clenching his fist. It is the spirit of the great enemy. Since Zhao Lingyue can hear all kinds of his past and understand them, Feng Kui believes that these can't be hidden from others. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Moreover, now, if he wants to hate anyone and kill anyone, he doesn't have to put hatred in his heart like in the past and can't show it. Whenever there is something wrong with the sect, they always send Yuanling, which can explain some problems. There are many deacons of the sect, but every time they come, they are Yuanling, which is enough to explain some problems. This at least shows that Yuanling has begun to pay attention to him.

In a blink of an eye, Yuanling had reached the top of the mountain and settled down in front of the Worry-free Hall. From afar, he saw Feng Kui's head like a sharp sword out of the sheath, standing in front of the hall, staring at him blankly and laughing and saying, "Congratulations, congratulations on becoming a true disciple of my school. The future is bright and unlimited!"

Feng Kui Shou said proudly, "I don't value these. It's unexpected today. I don't know what the elder Yuanling is doing when he comes to his humble house?

Yuan Ling put away his face and smiled, "Nothing else, just send some school rewards." After that, he wiped the storage ring on his finger and took out three objects. A vestment, a flying sword and a jade box. Yuanling handed these three items to Feng Kui and said, "The three items are the ethereal magic clothes, the ethereal sword, and a ethereal elixir, all of which are unique to me. The two magic weapons are all lower fairy weapons, and the ethereal fairy elixir can improve the strength of the immortal realm by one level. It is a rare practical thing. It needs to be refined in a few months, and there are only a few pieces in a furnace. You can harvest it and cast glory after the expected holiday! After that, goodbye..."

Feng Kui took over the three items for the first time, and Yuan Ling left in a hurry. Feng Kui said, "Slow down and don't send it!" Yuanling has swept halfway up the mountain and is about to go down the mountain. At this time, Feng Kui began to look at the items in his hand and tried the ethereal sword. He felt that it was full of aura. Looking at its structure, the sword was wide and long, with cloud lines, and the texture was not gold or stone. It presented a crystal silver-white color, and the atmosphere was not lost | exquisite. At that time, he liked it very much. He immediately recognized the Lord, refined it, and decided to keep it for his own use in the future. Then look at the ethereal magic suit and test it with Zhenyuan. I found that this dress has the function of gathering energy and enhancing the function of cultivation. It is quite a good practice treasure, but it is not a combat magic suit. It is also seen that this dress is plain and quite beautiful. Feng Kui felt that it was not suitable for him, so he decided to give it to Yinger, and finally took a look at the immortal elixir. . Feng Kui couldn't help sighing: "It seems that the treatment of true disciples is indeed far from comparable to that of other disciples. The sect has really paid a lot of money to cultivate. I'm afraid that these three things alone will be thrown out, and many practitioners will fight for it. The door dispatcher is so generous, is there a specialized refinery? Or does the ethereal Sword School have the supreme refining method?

Feng Kui's heart had doubts. He didn't know much about the rules and regulations in the sect, and he didn't want to think about it at the moment. He returned to the worry-free hall, handed over the ethereal magic clothes to the shadow, and then went to the cave to tell Bai Xiaoyi. He immediately left and went to the ethereal sky to prepare for a round Two months of closed practice.

Feng Kui left Ziyunfeng, entered the ethereal virtual sky from the virtual hall, and then swept to the depths of a big mountain and began to practice. Here, Feng Kui's head has no regard. Because of the cultivation of the classics, he is distracted by three uses. On the one hand, he urges the evil dragon wave to devour the breath of the beginning of the surrounding Yuan, constantly spitting, and carries and refines in the body according to the cycle of the week. On the other hand, he deduces kendo, constantly understands, explores his own sword and kendo, and on the other hand, Constantly interpret the classics of Dayi and experience the true taste of Yidao. The three things are proceeding in an orderly manner, and Feng Kui is steady and fast, extremely demanding on himself, and soon entered the realm of selflessness.

Feng Kui's head practiced in the ethereal sky. When Feng Kui's head left Ziyun Peak, the sky did not fully light up. In the darkness under the shadow of the mountain, there were three figures hiding in a hidden place. Watching Feng Kui's head control the sky and leave, one of them suddenly whispered, "Brother Zhang, I really didn't expect Feng Kui Shou. That bitch has become a true disciple. How can we fight with him and revenge in the future? It was Zhao Xin, a fellow countryman who came out of the same place as Feng Kui, who spoke. His eyes were both envious and full of resentment, gritting his teeth.

Another voice suddenly said, "Brother Zhao, you don't have to be so frustrated. On the surface, we are not the opponent of Feng Kui's leader, but secretly, can't we give him a stumbling point?! He has just become a true disciple. His foundation is not strong and his position is unstable. It is a good time for us to deal with him.

Zhao Xin was happy to hear this and asked repeatedly, "Do you have a good strategy?" It turned out that the person who spoke at that time was the square hall that instructed Zhao Xin to find Bai Xiao's trouble.

When Fang Tang heard the words, he smiled mysteriously and said, "I heard that Feng Kui has a lot of disputes with Mu Feifan. In order to compete with Cui Yunfeng Hanyu, he has fought several times. Although Mu Feifan has repeatedly lost, this hatred has been concluded. Don't forget that Kong Ruchang behind Mu Feifan is a famous master on the list of ethereal immortals. Now that Feng Kui has become a true disciple, can Kong Ruchang not give him a little color?! And we can do some tampers to the people on Ziyunfeng and make it worse for him. Isn't it very gratifying?!" After talking and calculating, it can be seen that this person's vicious and sinister intentions can be seen.

When Zhao Xin heard this, he nodded repeatedly, and his mouth was full of beautiful words, constantly flattering, and there was no lack of flattery.

At this time, Brother Zhang, who Zhao Xin said, seemed to be quite impatient to speak, and then shouted, "Zhao Xin, is Bai Xiaoyi on the mountain?" This man's face is sickly pale, skinny, skin and bone, and his words are very cold. It is Zhang Qing, who was planted by Feng Kui's head and accompanied by ghosts.

Hearing Zhang Qing's impatient voice, Zhao Xin repeatedly said, "Brother Zhang, I saw it with my own eyes. I will never be wrong. Bai Xiao must also be on Ziyunfeng."

A cruel smile appeared on Zhang Qing's face and groaned coldly, "Very good, very good. Just follow Fang Tang's plan. I'd like to see if your head is three heads and six arms, which can cover everything. My eldest brother is in the ethereal sky and will treat you well. Just enjoy it... Let's go!" Zhang Qing shouted in a low voice, and the three quietly retreated.

On Ziyunfeng, Zhu Xiaoliu, who held a pearl in his hand, looked solemnly. Looking at the flashing picture of the pearl in his hand, Fang Chang sighed and looked at the shadow beside him and said, "No wonder Brother Feng was busy last night and put these bright eyes around Ziyunfeng. I'm afraid I've been expected to have uninvited guests for a long time. Sure enough, it's a big wind. However, I really didn't expect that so many people would secretly visit Ziyunfeng in the future. It seems that we also have to step up our practice and increase our strength, otherwise when Brother Feng is away, someone will bully us up the mountain. With our current cultivation, we are afraid that there will be more evil and less luck. I call Brother Feng. I must not lose my eldest brother's face. I can't even protect my brother's territory. What's more, I don't want you to suffer a little grievance..."

Yinger smiled gently and said softly, "I believe that with you by my side, I will be the happiest woman in the world... Xiao Zhu, let's work hard together!" Zhu Xiaoliu nodded firmly, put away the pearl, and gently held the shadow in his arms.

Feng Kui sat on a big mountain in the virtual sky and kept practicing. He had already quit the habit of laughing three times if he had a small breakthrough. He was as quiet as a virgin, as if he was integrated with this mountain. If it hadn't been for the continuous surge of the beginning of his body, others would have ignored his existence. In a blink of an eye, ten days have passed. Kong Ruchang and Zhang Qing's eldest brother Zhang Bai are still looking for trouble in the future. There is a kind of tranquility and terrible tranquility on the eve of the storm.

A month later, the wind head sitting on the mountain suddenly opened its eyes. In his eyes, a flame light showed a sharp electric shot. The wind head coiled like an old pine slowly stood up straight, deeply, and returned all the breath of his body to the body, and felt the changing qi in the body. A smile appeared on his face.

"The classics have finally made progress. Now, my breath has changed and I have been secretly counted. My strength can finally be fully exerted. Yi Dao is indeed extensive and profound, and the benefits to people's cultivation are really huge. If he succeeds day by day, I can't imagine..." Feng Kuang said to herself, feeling today. The completely consolidated cultivation suddenly felt a hundred feet away, and a breath floated, which was quite strange. When I raised my hand and pointed, a sword-like sword spirit shot out, and a flash of light shattered the mountain stone and bombarded out a large pit of more than ten feet. Between the earth and stone splashes, a figure burst out awkwardly and shouted repeatedly, "Brother, stop, I have no malice. I happened to pass by from then on, just stopped slightly..."

Feng Kui looked at the figure, which was quite familiar. After thinking about it for a moment, he remembered it and said flatly, "Is it you?"

The man smiled helplessly and said, "I didn't expect you to recognize me. The speed of your cultivation progress is really unexpected and out of reach. When I said goodbye to the ancient demon world, I didn't expect you to be so powerful that even I was ashamed of myself..." This man spoke with rigid eyes, endlessly, and seemed to have no malice.

Feng Kui looked at this person. In the realm of immortality, his breath was quite solid, as if he was better than Zhao Lingyue in the past. He couldn't help but be secretly vigilant. Unexpectedly, in the ancient demon world, by chance, the unusually embarrassed true disciple rescued from the witch Rasha actually met in the ethereal sky and wanted to decide. After he left Zhao Lingyue, this person joined him and killed the ancient demon world together.

Feng Kui Shou smiled and said, "It's really a pleasure to meet you. I haven't asked your name!"

The man apologized and said, "You have saved my life and my benefactor. The benefactor doesn't have to be so polite. My name is Gao Shaoyang, an unknown disciple of the true legend. Fortunately, I got to see my benefactor today, so that I can express my gratitude! How can I repay this life-saving kindness!?"

Feng Kui said indifferently, "It's just a matter of raising your hand. How can you ask for something in return? From now on, you don't have to worry about this matter. With such a heart, it is no longer in vain for my momentary kindness. You became a true disciple earlier than me. In the future, you can call me a younger brother. Your name as a benefactor makes me feel awkward and uncomfortable!"

"It's better to obey than to respect!"

Gao Shaoyang bowed slightly, then looked at Feng Kui's head and smiled, "I'm going to go to Xingyu with several friends. I don't know if Brother Feng is interested in going together?"