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¡°Sure enough, it¡¯s a beautiful piece of art.¡±
After looking at it for a while, Yi Feng didn¡¯t find that this thing had any practical effect.
"but¡¡"
Yi Feng lowered his head and looked at the fallen leaves on the ground. It turned out that summer had passed unknowingly and autumn had entered.
The autumn of this world is no better than the autumn of the previous life. The autumn here is already very cold, and it is even worse in winter, with snow everywhere.
For cultivators, this kind of weather has little impact on them.
But for a mortal like him, it was enough to freeze him into a dog.
And this bead
¡°When the temperature cools down in a few days, you can use it as a stove for me, haha. It¡¯s clean and easy to use.¡±
¡°The most important thing is to save money on charcoal fire.¡±
Yi Feng was impressed by his intelligence, stretched, stood up and walked to the front hall, where he found Zhong Qing sitting on the threshold in a daze.
Yi Feng raised his head slightly and discovered that the objects of Zhong Qing's attention turned out to be the cultivators who passed by from time to time in the distance.
"It seems like this kid still has a heart for cultivation!"
Yi Feng sighed slightly.
Hearing the sound, Zhong Qing quickly stood up and shouted respectfully: "I have met Master."
Yi Feng waved his hand.
He walked towards Zhong Qing with his hands behind his back, looked up into the sky, and sighed: "I know, you are hiding something in your heart."
Zhong Qing was slightly startled.
Yi Feng smiled and just asked him to sit down on the stool.
Although the leaves have fallen in autumn, it is also a season of fruitfulness. The streets in front of the door are still full of people. The master and the apprentice sit in silence at the door of the martial arts hall, relatively speechless.
"Maybe, you don't want to tell me" Finally, a voice came from Yi Feng's mouth.
Zhong Qing turned his gaze away.
"But no matter what, being a teacher will not stop you. The entrance of Qingshan Gate will absorb fresh blood every ten days. If you want, try your luck every ten days!" Yi Feng said.
Zhong Qing clenched his teeth and fell silent.
Yi Feng didn¡¯t say anything anymore. He stood up after seeing that there were fewer people on the street.
"It's time to cook."
He said.
"Master."
Suddenly, Zhong Qing stopped him.
Yi Feng slowly tilted his head and looked at the little boy whose face was blown dry by the autumn wind.
"I have a grudge."
"I have a blood feud!"
Zhong Qing¡¯s eyes turned red, tears welling up in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said to Yi Feng. It seemed that saying it would bring back bad memories for him, so it took a lot of courage to say it.
Yi Feng was silent.
"The enemy is very strong, so strong that I can't breathe." Zhong Qing clutched the knife given to him by Yi Feng, and said tremblingly: "There are elders of the Qingshan Sect, and even ancestors who are so powerful!"
Yi Feng¡¯s palms subconsciously tightened.
"I can only embark on the path of cultivation, maybe there will be a chance"
Zhong Qinghong looked at him and said.
After being silent for a long time, Yi Feng nodded.
Turn around.
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I feel a little astringent, hateful, and even more angry!
The world is difficult, and Zhong Qing has to endure so much at such a young age; he hates that he is powerless, as he is just a mortal; and he is even more angry at the injustice of heaven, as Zhong Qing himself has no qualifications for cultivation.
?Cultivation sect.
It¡¯s too far away after all!
¡°A figure like the elder sect master of Qingshan Sect is already at a height beyond the reach of ordinary people. As for the ancestor of Qingshan Sect, mortals have only heard rumors and have never seen him
The next day.
Qingshan Gate Qingshan Hall.
Patriarch Qingshan was sitting at the top, with an excited expression and a little embarrassment on his face.
Since borrowing the sword yesterday, he has been practicing hard in seclusion for a day. This peerless magic sword did not disappoint him, and directly raised his combat power to a new level.
But because the martial intent was too profound, he couldn't use it fully. During the hard training, he accidentally chopped down the third elder's palace, and almost killed the third elder's most beloved disciple Yu Wujie.
"Ahem, cough, cough, hold the sword for the first time, don't mind too much."
After a long time, Patriarch Qingshan looked at the livid master and apprentice and comforted them softly.
"It is indeed our family's honor that our ancestor can obtain the precious sword."??, it's just a little accident, not worth mentioning. "But even though he said this, the third elder's heart was filled with 10,000 Cao Nima.
Not to mention the construction of his palace, he used the elders to plunder countless amounts of money.
When the kitchen knife came down, it was completely ruined.
It¡¯s simply heartbreaking!
Yu Wujie is not much better. His face was originally fair and white, but now it is even more pale, making him look like a living dead, as if he is about to die.
What¡¯s even more shameful is that when he was pulled out of the ruins, his underwear was shattered to pieces by the strong sword energy.
As a result, he has now become a favorite joke in Qingshan Sect. Wherever he goes, people talk about how cute he is (remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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