Chapter 97 Little Farts

It seems that he has been wearing a mask for a long time, or there is no one to accompany him for too long. Lanqi's words are more abnormal. He not only counted all the things from the palace to the little girl, but also expressed countless exclamations. For example, the monkey of the temple owner always likes to take his buttocks as his face, and it is red every day. For example, Elder Xuanyuan, an old man, always doesn't like to change his underwear. Every time he sees him, he wears the same, and his underwear turns out.

If these little things had not been said from Lanqi's mouth, Chen Feng would not have even imagined it. Suddenly, he felt that this girl was so cute. Compared with the cunning of Dongfang Flame or Fuyunzong, he felt that Lanqi was simply too human.

From Lanqi's words, Chen Feng also has a preliminary understanding of the whole temple.

In the temple, the most powerful nature is the temple lord, Xuanyuan. Secondly, Mrs. Peiyu and Alba, the general manager, and then the six elders, including Dongfang Yan, each have a hall, which is located in every corner of the valley. Under the elders, they are their own disciples.

Generally speaking, the composition structure of the temple is not much different from that of the Fuyun Sect. The only thing that makes Chen Feng feel sad is that the high Fuyun patriarch at the beginning is now an elder of the Death Temple, and at present, it seems to be the least powerful elder, because Dongfang Yan now has a disciple except his son. No.

After chatting with Chen Feng for a while, Lanqi got up, ran to another room to find an ancient book, threw it to Chen Feng and said, "Your strength is too weak. Learn this and learn to defend first to avoid being beaten."

Chen Feng took the thread-packed book and saw three big words written on the blue cover, "Chapter of Jian".

With great surprise, Chen Feng opened the book.

This is an ancient book with pictures and text. Judging from the yellowed pages, I don't know how many years it has been, but Chen Feng is fascinated by the content.

This is a royal spirit book about how to defend, which also teaches people how to summon and defend with Reiki. The summoning here is different from Chen Feng's previous summoning. Chen Feng was a summoning spirit beast before, but now he is a summoning spirit weapon, that is, a body protection weapon. Like spirit beasts, spiritual weapons are also different in different spaces. The product is judged by the level of the spiritual weapon.

And this book is about how to summon the royal spirit-level blue spiritual weapon, the turtle shield.

Although the name is not very pleasant, Chen Feng is very pleased with its function. Judging from the data mentioned in the book, once the turtle shield is completed, one shield can resist the strongest attack of a royal spirit scholar, and after Dacheng, it can summon up to nine turtle shields, that is to say, when the turtle shield is trained to the highest level. At that time, Chen Feng could fight against nine imperial spirits of one or two grades independently.

This is a unique sign of the strength of the spiritual master! And this sign greatly encouraged Chen Feng's enthusiasm. At present, he practiced like that according to the pictures in the book.

Lanqi rolled his eyes at Chen Feng and said, "I'm going back to the house. You can practice by yourself. Er, by the way, I'm a girl's business. Don't spread it, otherwise no one can save you. Also, the room on the left is not allowed to enter, and the room on the right is not allowed to enter. If you want to find me - shout."

Chen Feng was fascinated and didn't have time to pay attention to him. He hummed gently and continued to read.

A strange light flashed in Lanqi's eyes and got up and walked out of the room. After a while, she came back with a gray robe in her hand. She did not disturb Chen Feng any more. She put her clothes behind the door and quietly retreated.

I couldn't sleep all night.

All night, Chen Feng crossed his legs as mentioned in the book, and then exhaled and exhaled according to the text. However, all night, he did not feel how sufficient his aura had become. At dawn, he finally gave up this method of absorbing aura, pinched his fingers and shouted loudly. He said, "The turtle shield."

The aura gushed out and surrounded his body. Chen Feng only felt a wave flashing in front of him. Then, one side was about two meters high and oval, with a deep irregular gully shield on it. Chen Feng was suddenly overjoyed.

"It seems that my understanding is quite high. Unexpectedly, I successfully summoned the spiritual weapon for the first time, haha."

When Chen Feng was secretly proud, a force shot in from the hut and hit Chen Feng's turtle shield with a 'when'. Chen Feng suddenly felt that his chest was stuffy and his breath suddenly pressed, and the turtle shield also dissipated in an instant.

"That's not enough. The summoning of the spiritual weapon is based on the summoning of the spirit beast. You have summoned the spirit beast before, but the summoning spiritual weapon is familiar. What you have to do now is not to summon it, but to consolidate the strength of the spiritual weapon, that is to say, increase the aura."

Lan Qi, who put on her faceless mask again, appeared at the door. Chen Feng could not see her expression, but Chen Feng was sure that she must be laughing.

"Maybe he is quite satisfied with me!" Chen Feng secretly**.

Lanqi saw that Chen Feng didn't say anything and said, "What you have learned is the low-level secret method of Fuyun Sect?"

"Uh..." Chen Feng was stunned. He didn't learn much during Fuyunzong. He only learned the secret skills of Yin and Yang Kui Snake. He didn't listen to other secrets at all, and he had never heard of the secret methods mentioned by Lan Qi.

"Do you mean that the strength of this spiritual weapon summoning can also be enhanced by enhancing Reiki?" Chen Feng asked tentatively.

"Of course!" Lanqi's tone is taken for granted, "Any spiritual weapon summoning is related to the strength of aura. What about the strength of aura like you, even if you summon a nine-sided shield?"

"How to improve the strength of Reiki?" Chen Feng couldn't wait to ask.

Lanqi turned her face and looked at him and couldn't see his eyes, but Chen Feng knew that she was looking at him with idiotic eyes. I guess she had never seen such a rookie.

"The so-called aura is actually a gas that can be absorbed by the human body and beneficial to the human body, but this gas cannot be absorbed by everyone. It must be a spiritual person. Generally speaking, one in a hundred such people is not difficult to find, but even if you are such a person, you It's not the same as absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, because you can't!"

"Although self-distinguity is very awesome, the probability of this kind of happening is almost zero. Therefore, people have tried their best to keep this method of absorbing Reiki. Over time, the spiritual decisions have increased day by day, and the spiritual decisions are also divided into three, six or nine, such as your small sects of Fuyun Sect, which can have spiritual decisions. Most of them are below the sixth class, but you are blessed when you meet me. The Temple of Death is known as the most mysterious sect in the Sinan mainland. Its history is beyond the reach of other sects, and I happen to have the highest-level pass of the Death Temple. It can be said that if you want the spiritual decision of any temple, I can I thought you found it."

Hearing a speech, Chen Feng's blood boils, but it boils back to boiling, but he always has the feeling that he can't eat pumpkins. The Temple of Death is so unfathomable. What spiritual decisions is there in it? How could Chen Feng, a small disciple of Fuyun Sect know?

However, as a disciple of Fuyunzong, Chen Feng happened to know that there is a spiritual decision in the temple now - Holy Dragon Spirit Decision.

"That, er, Sister Lanqi..."

"Don't call me sister, I'm not that old!" Lanqi interrupted Chen Feng's words rudely.

"Uh, Miss Landy..."

"Don't call me Miss, am I very young?" After saying that, Lanqi also straightened his chest covered by a wide robe angrily.

"So, what on earth should I call you?"

"Please call me Lord Lanqi!"

"Uh, Lord Lanchi." Chen Feng was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

"Well, good boy, tell me, what kind of spiritual decision do you want? As long as it's in the temple, I can get it for you." Lanqi said solemnly.

"I want the Holy Dragon Spirit!" Seeing that Lanqi was so bold, Chen Feng was secretly surprised. There were so many people competing for the holy dragon spirit, which must be very awesome. If he could grab it, Chen Feng would no longer be afraid of the oriental flame or something.

Ranchi opened his mouth in surprise, revealing a row of small broken rice teeth and a pink fragrant tongue: "Holy, Holy, Holy Dragon Spirit is determined in the temple?"

Chen Fengcheng nodded, and then Lanqi was silent. Then he walked out of the room without saying a word. Two minutes later, in Chen Feng's expectant eyes, he came back with pieces of diamond-shaped jade slips in his arms. He threw those jade slips on the table, and then walked to the door with a gloomy face and said in a low voice, "That's all, pick it."

Chen Feng rushed over and looked around. On these plains and simple colors, some wrote "Dongyuanjue", some wrote "Desert Jue", "Chiyangjue" and "Ice Souljue", but there was no "Holy Dragon Spirit Jue".

Chen Feng couldn't help but be a little disappointed and whispered, "Why is there no Holy Dragon Spirit?"

Lanchi was furious, and his figure flashed. He rushed over and hit Chen Feng against the wall, supported his chest with his hand, and said angrily, "Holy Dragon Spirit, Holy Dragon Spirit, Holy Your sister, that is the super spiritual decision that the old ghost of the temple owner has been peeping on for a long time. Do you want me to grab him? Let me tell you, that's looking for death. Anyway, I'm just these spiritual decisions. Do you want it or not?

After saying that, he let go of Chen Feng and ran to the door to see his anger. It seemed that Chen Feng's taste was inversely proportional to his knowledge, which hurt her a lot.

Chen Feng secretly complained, 'Who is this? If you say it, you will turn your face. It seems that not only the companion is like a tiger, but also these strong people are the same. If one is not good, he may be killed.

Chen Feng didn't dare to say anything more. She walked to the table alone and looked carefully. These simple colors were different, but they were similar in size, but the names were different. Chen Feng couldn't see any rules. Suddenly, Chen Feng scanned a golden plain, with no words on them. Smooth surface.

A strange sense of familiarity came from this jade slip, which made Chen Feng feel a strange sense of familiarity.

"I want this!" Chen Feng suddenly said with certainty, and then piled up all his jade slips and put them aside.

Ranchi came over curiously and said in surprise, "Do you want this? Really? Are you sure?

Chen Feng nodded affirmatively, and Lan Qimu's expressionless face was puzzled and said strangely, "I got this spiritual decision by chance. In addition to the beautiful color, it is simply a rubbish, because it is the lowest level of spiritual decision, even lower than the spiritual decision you learned in Fuyunzong."

After hearing this, Chen Feng hesitated, but looked down at the golden jade slip. Chen Feng affirmed, "This is it."

Lanqi's eyes were hidden under the mask, staring deeply at Chen Feng, and said in a low voice, "I'm sure you will regret it!"

Chen Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe."

"How about a month, if you don't regret it within a month, I will make an exception to accept you as a disciple?"

Chen Feng was a little speechless and thought strangely, "Should I be happy to be accepted as a disciple by you?" However, he dare not say this casually. This demon king has a bad temper. Who knows when she will lose her temper and when she will be easy to talk.

nodded gently, and Chen Feng agreed.

The corners of Lanqi's mouth gently lifted up, hiding some unknown secrets.

In the following time, Lan Qi began to teach Chen Feng what was on Yu Jian.

Jade Jane is actually the best material used by predecessors to record their own stunts. In Lanqi's words, this golden jade Jane is the lowest-level thing recorded with good materials.

Yes, from the initial level, the spiritual determination on this jade slip is indeed the lowest level, and its aura absorption method is self-abuse.

Yes, self-abuse. This spiritual decision named by Chen Qing as Chaoyang Jue really needs to be vigorous and enthusiastic to be refined. Unlike other Lingjue, it has fixed secret skills and oral decisions. As long as it runs, it can absorb aura. Chaoyang Jue can only make itself half-dead. When it is almost breathless, the body will suck itself. Moreover, the aura it absorbs will always be a low-quality aura.

So, in the following time, Chen Feng's miserable life arrived. In order to fulfill what she wanted Chen Feng to regret for a month, the great Lord Lanqi decided to ** Chen Feng according to quality and quantity every day. First of all, he asked Chen Feng to dig a huge pool in the open space on the left side of the Orchid Grass House, and then carry water. You have to bear nearly 20 burdens a day, and then water the flowers and plants in the yard.

Such a workload sounds small, but until Chen Feng really did it, he was almost exhausted. The first thing to do was to dig the pool. Chen Feng dug up the 'small' pool, which was determined by Lanqi to be five meters deep and ten meters in diameter, and began to feel real pain.

First of all, the tools are not good. The tools in Lancaoju are mostly used by Lanqi to dig grass and grow flowers. Small hoes, small sickle, hoeing grass, and loosening the soil are okay. The high-power operation of digging the pool is quite insufficient. Chen Feng barely dug with a small hoe for an hour and dug it out about two feet deep and three feet wide. He couldn't dig any more. He felt that if he wanted to do his skills, he must first use his tools.

So Chen Feng consulted Lan Qi and ran to the Qujian Hall in the east. He heard that there were blacksmiths there. Chen Feng planned to ask them to give him a hoe. Lan Qi did not say anything about this, so he had to go.

Qujian Hall, one of the six deputy halls of the Death Temple, is injured, one of the top ten masters of the temple, and its strength is unfathomable. The seven disciples are also capable of martial arts and the most powerful one. It is said that they are comparable to the top ten masters, and there are also things that other temples do not have in Qujian Hall. , blacksmith.

According to Lanqi, the people in Qujian Hall are all masters of swords, but not all of them use spiritual weapons. Everyone in Bijing has little chance of summoning sword-shaped spiritual weapons, so the blacksmith was undeniably born.

All the blacksmiths in Qujian Hall are masters of swords, or powerful blacksmiths who use swords. Because swords are easy to be damaged. If you don't know how to do some blacksmiths, you may not be able to mend them for you if they are broken.

When Chen Feng appeared in the Qujian Hall, he thought that he had come to that kind of small market. In his eyes, his head shrugged, and an endless street was in the middle of the forest road. Next to the road were full of people in the temple dressed as street vendors. These people were old and young, men and women, forming an extremely vivid market map. .

Chen Feng's arrival did not attract the attention of others at all. Except for an old woman who bought Bailuo to sell her Bailuo to him, there is no bird, a boy in ordinary low-level clothes.

Chen Feng walked on the market and found that there were quite a lot of things here, such as radish, cabbage, garlic, pork, mutton, chicken, almost everything, but everything he ate seemed to be available here. Moreover, Chen Feng also saw many varieties that he had never seen outside.

Although Chen Feng did not attract the attention of these people, these seemingly ordinary people surprised Chen Feng a lot. At a corner, Chen Feng was lucky to see an old woman in his 80s beating a middle-aged man in his 30s, probably because she didn't pay enough money.

Seeing that the strong middle-aged man was lifted from the left to the right by the old woman like a grandson, Chen Feng felt a chill. From then on, Chen Feng knew one thing that the people in the temple were all perverts. Even the seemingly kind and harmless people might be starting a fire to turn into a tiger, such as the one just now. Old lady, such as Lord Lanqi, who looks thin and well-behaved.

These are bloody lessons, so Chen Feng believes that life should be low-key and low-key is the king's way.

After carefully asking several passers-by, Chen Feng found out where there was a blacksmith shop. In fact, the blacksmith shop is very easy to find, just at the end of the whole street. Here, dozens of popular blacksmith shops are knocking.

Chen Feng found a blacksmith's shop nearby and walked in calmly.

"Hey, handsome man, are you working?" Chen Feng called softly at a man with his back to him and his upper body beating an iron sword.

Hearing someone call himself, the man suddenly turned around and the red iron sword in his hand turned around with his body. Chen Feng's soul was almost not scared. He hurriedly squatted down. The red iron sword hit the wooden pillar behind Chen Feng with a 'swish', and a flame burst out and went straight to the roof.