Chapter 128 Celebration Day

The long road of yellow sand is boring and tasteless.

Along the way, Tuo Zhan taught Lu Feng his own cultivation experience. As a soldier, Lu Feng benefited a lot, and many previous unclear points were also answered one by one.

For Lu Feng, these cultivation experiences are more useful than combat skills. Combat skills are dead and can be practiced at any time, but in addition to their own understanding, they can only be taught by others.

While rushing on the road, he was taught.

He trekked in the desert for four days, and on the eve of the fifth night, he finally saw the vague outline of Shaming Village from afar.

In the past, he had been looking forward to leaving this Shaming Village, where birds did not shit, but now when he came back from afar and saw this village, he actually had a sense of excitement and returned to his hometown. Is this the local feeling?

The shadow of Shui'er has appeared in his mind, and he can't wait to see Shui'er.

He pointed to the front and said, "Master, we have arrived. In front of us is Shaming Village."

Tuo Zhan hummed and pointed to the northwest and said, "Is Jiuyou Hanquan Lake in that direction?"

Lu Feng said, "Yes, you can see it in a few steps."

Tuo Zhan said, "As a teacher, go to Jiuyou Hanquan Lake to find Linger's corpse first. Go back to the village and find the corpse as a teacher and come to you."

Lu Feng said, "Master, why do you need to hurry at this time? When you go back to the village and take a rest, the disciples will go with you."

Tuo Zhan waved his hand and said, "No need. Let's do each other's business." After saying that, the horse has left.

Lu Feng muttered, "How does this master say that wind is rain? Just leave. That's all. I'd better go back to the village first.

With his legs pinched, he went straight to Shaming Village.

Before entering Shaming Village, a burst of fire suddenly rose from the village, up to several feet. He was stunned and was thinking about what had happened when there were bursts of drums and gongs in the village, accompanied by the villagers' shouts, singing and dancing.

He frowned, pinched his fingers, and couldn't help laughing: "It's really a good day. Today is actually January 28th 'Celebration Day'."

"Celebration Day" is a traditional festival in Manling Continent, which is similar to the Spring Festival. There is a legend on the barbarian continent that this continent was created by "spirits". On January 28th, the spirit created the continent, created people, and created the spirit...

Lu Feng does not believe in this and the creation described in the Bible, but likes this festival.

When he rode into Shaming Village, he saw bonfires burning in front of his house, and the villagers were beating hand drums and dancing happily around the bonfire.

He turned down and got off the horse and took a deep breath.

I didn't smell the smell of Lu Fang, Bart and others, but I smelled the smell of water, scars and teeth. Lead the horse around the dancing crowd ahead. After walking for a while, I saw water, scars and teeth.

Shui'er sat quietly on the street with her knees and looked at a pile of jumping bonfires, scars, teeth, and a few small beeers gathered around the water, as if they were discussing something.

He loosened the reins and walked over.

Shui'er didn't look at him. He shouted softly, "Shui'er."

The water waved its head and then flew over like a butterfly with open arms: "Feng...shrive seven~"

Lu Feng hugged the water and didn't say anything, but held it quietly.

Shui'er wears a copy of Lingpi, and he doesn't understand why Shui'er wears copy of Lingpi. Inexplicably, there is a bad feeling in my heart.

"Good water, it's 9 stars. Brother Feng can't catch up with you."

He quietly explored the level of water and was surprised. He practiced hard in the barren corpse town for nearly two months, and then mistakenly swallowed 99 re-created elixir before he rose to three levels in a row, reaching 8 stars. Shui'er just stayed at home and rose to 9 stars. How could this not surprise him? He knows that Shuier's absorption talent is horrible, but it is impossible to be so horrible.

"Wow~"

Shuier cried suddenly for some reason and cried very sadly.

Lu Feng fainted and almost fainted. This feeling of syncope was stronger than before. He was about to speak when the scar and teeth were holding their heads and shouting, "Water, don't cry, come on...don't cry..." The man has fallen to the ground.

Lu Feng gritted his teeth, kept himself awake, and shook Shuier's shoulder: "Don't cry, Brother Feng is going to faint."

Another fainting came. He only felt tears surging in his eyes, as if to hang down, and his body was also trembling and almost fell down.

At this time, he felt that the skull, collarbone and the bones of his left palm were flowing out of the soul. This soul gas condensed into one and rushed to the brain and swam like a dragon in the brain. While walking, a trace of unknown breath rushed into his brain and was swallowed up by the dragon, his mind regained consciousness, and the tears in his eyes disappeared.

"Brother Feng, I can't help it. I really can't help it. My mother... mother... Oh, I was captured by Lu Fang."

The water cried and burst into tears.

Not far away, several villagers who were really dancing suddenly fell to the ground. Those who did not fall also stopped dancing, holding their heads and shouting dizziness.

Lu Feng realized that it was not good and said in a low voice, "You can't cry. If you cry again, something will happen. It's okay. Don't cry. hold back. You can do it. Let's go and save your mother with Brother Feng.

As soon as Shui'er heard this, she immediately stopped crying and wiped her tears and said, "Really?"

Lu Feng nodded and turned his head and said, "Scar..."

With just a call, he found that the scars, teeth, and those little screams fell to the ground unconscious.

Shui'er whispered, "Why do you all faint when I cry? Why, Brother Feng, do you know?"

Lu Feng touched Shui's head and said, "This is their problem, not your problem, do you understand? Look, isn't Brother Feng dizzy and standing in front of you? Shui'er nodded and whispered, "Shui'er is looking forward to it every day. Finally, I'm looking forward to Brother Feng's return. I don't know what to do if you don't come back..."

Lu Feng sighed a lot. Since Shui'er's father left with his father, Shui'er has been dependent on her mother. If Shui'er hadn't worn a ghost skin, he would have been captured by Lu Fang with her mother. He could fully imagine how Shui'er came here.

He gently pushed the water away and said, "I have to discuss it with the scars."

He walked to the scar, pinched people and splashed water. After tossing for a long time, the scar finally woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he said to the water, "Try not to cry, you just want to cry, you..." Lu Feng reached out and gagged Scar's mouth: "Stop talking, wake them all up."

Lu Feng was wearing a copy skin. Although the scar sounded a little familiar, he did not expect it to be Lu Feng. He opened his mouth and said, "Who are you?" Lu Feng said in a low voice, "Lu Feng." Scar was surprised and said, "Lu Feng? Where's the sixth brother?" Lu Feng said, "He has something to do and hasn't come back." He turned his head and looked around and said, "This is not a place to talk. You wake them all up and come to the water house later."

He made a sound and led Shuier home.

The faint villagers just woke up, shook their heads, and joined the crowd to continue to sing and dance, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Feng thinks that this should have something to do with cultivation. The cultivation should be higher and the resistance to halo should be stronger.