Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 64 Zhou Qin Demon Fan
Lake Chiba.

Zhou Fan sat cross-legged in the middle of the lake, and put a qin on his lap in a coquettish manner.

"Clang~~"

Zhou Fan only felt that his mind was complete and pure at the moment.

Ignored all kinds of fish that turned white and floated on the lake.

Zhou Fan cast his gaze into the distance.

"Uncle, listen." Feng Jianren stopped and pointed forward, "It seems to be the sound of a piano."

"Maybe it's also a vision." Feng Yusong said with some uncertainty.

"But, this piano sound." Feng Jianren held back for a long time, "It's too ugly."

Forgive Feng Jianren, who has heard countless qin sounds since he was a child, some of them are badly played, and some are played well.

But Feng Jianren dared to guarantee that he had never heard such a dirty piano sound.

Especially the closer you are to the vision, the louder the sound of the piano.

"Uncle, I can't hold it anymore." Feng Jianren covered his ears and stopped walking.

"The sound of the piano..." Feng Yusong looked at the creatures in the forest lying on the ground lying on the ground.

"Boom." A little bird fell from the sky, lying on the ground, its two claws were still twitching, it seemed that it was dying.

"Hiss, it's so terrifying!" Feng Yusong exclaimed.

"However, the more this is the case, the more extraordinary the things inside." Feng Yusong's eyes lit up.

"I'm afraid I won't last until then."

"Stupid, it's enough to block your own hearing." Feng Yusong hated that iron can't make steel.

"That's right." Feng Jianren quickly cast a spell on himself.

"Hu~~"

Feng Jianren has never felt that the world is so peaceful. This is a feeling that is more virtuous than sage time.

"I never thought that one day, because of the peaceful atmosphere, I would be so moved from the bottom of my heart..."

"Well, this strange fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, it seems that we are not far away." Feng Yusong shrugged his nose, his old face unfolded like a chrysanthemum, and this strange fragrance, or medicinal fragrance, became stronger and stronger .

"This time you will follow..." Feng Yusong turned around, ready to tell Feng Jianren.

"What!!!" Feng Yusong's pupils shrank, and Feng Jianren, who was following behind, had disappeared. At some point, a white mist appeared around him.

"Is this the innate formation?" Feng Yusong frowned.

In fact, this is also the first time he encountered the innate formation.

The heaven and the earth are carved, naturally bred, and moisten things silently. With mountains, rivers, seas, and terrains as the array, it is mysterious and mysterious.

"Whoo~"

Fortunately, there is no big problem, Feng Yusong looked at the intact wooden sign in his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The fact that the wooden sign was not damaged proved that Feng Jianren was fine.

In case something happens to this little bastard, his mother who protects the calf can't afford it, can't afford it, Feng Yusong shook his head.

For the present plan, it is better to break through the formation first and find that little bastard.

……

"No, no, don't come, don't come..."

"Woooooooo..."

"Don't come here..."

"Don't come here...you don't come here..." Feng Jianren's face was pale, and he backed up again and again.

"Woooooo~~~"

"You forced me, you forced me..." Feng Jianren's expression gradually became contorted, he drew out the long sword in his hand, and slashed forward.

"Haha, I'll kill you."

Feng Jianren laughed wildly.

"Bastard." A loud shout sounded like Huang Zhong Dalu in Feng Jianren's ear.

"Uncle!!" Looking at the old face in front of him, Feng Jianren was stunned.

Then look at yourself holding a sharp sword, facing your uncle.

"Pfft~~dang!"

Feng Jianren spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and was so frightened that the long sword in his hand fell off.

"Bang~~"

Feng Jianren fell to the ground, looking hopeless.

"Clap clap clap~~~"

"Wonderful, wonderful, extremely wonderful."

"Such a wonderful battle, this is the first time I have seen it."

someone? ? ?

Feng Jianren raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of the voice.

The water of the lake is clear, and there is a beautiful young man dressed in white, sitting cross-legged in the lake, with a harp lying in his arms.

"Uncle?" Feng Jianren asked feebly, because the blow to him just now was too great.

He even pointed his sword at his uncle.

"Hmph, who are you, why did you humiliate me like this?"

Feng Yusong stared at the people in the lake.

In order to break through the formation as soon as possible and find Feng Jianren, Feng Yusong went through five stages and killed six generals along the way, encountering all kinds of formations.

In fact, when breaking the third formation, Feng Yusong felt that something was wrong, who can explain how these innate formations can be achieved.

Feng Yusong, who faintly felt overcast, accelerated the speed of breaking the formation, and when he arrived at Qianye Lake, he was pointed at by this useless thing of his own.

"It's easy to say, Ye Liangchen has been waiting here for a long time." When going out and wandering around in the rivers and lakes, a vest is indispensable, and the disguise technique is even more necessary.

"Ye Liangchen." Feng Yusong exhaled softly, "What grievances do we have?"

"No." Zhou Fan shook his head.

"The remnants of the Jintao Sect?" The Jintao Sect existed in name only for a while, and became a force of the Feng Family, but some monks loyal to the Jintao Sect made noises from time to time. Feng Yusong thought that Zhou Fan was a remnant of the Jintao Sect.

Zhou Fan shook his head.

"That……"

"Sorry, I just don't like it." Zhou Fan said lightly.

Hearing this, Feng Jianren, who was paralyzed on the ground, spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Ye Liangchen!!" Feng Yusong shouted angrily.

"No way." Zhou Fan shrugged.

"The magic weapon of protection on Mr. Feng's body is too powerful. I have to make such a bad move. I hope you will forgive me." After finishing speaking, he bowed hypocritically.

Originally, Zhou Fan planned to let Feng Yusong burst into pieces to consume his true energy.

Who the hell would have thought that Feng Jianren would be so weak that he would sink in the first formation, and most importantly, Feng Yusong hadn't noticed yet.

After probing a few times, Zhou Fan knew that Feng Yusong really didn't know that Feng Jianren had disappeared.

Hey, plans are worse than changes, God-sent opportunities.

However, there is nothing to be afraid of but...

Zhou Fan, who was about to take Feng Jianren directly, ran away, depressed.

This Feng Jianren actually carried a very powerful magic weapon for protection, which looked like a tortoise shell.

Seeing that Feng Yusong broke through the formation faster and faster, and there was no time to break the tortoise shell, Zhou Fan had no choice but to make a bad move. Well, he directed a cavalry battle.

"By the way, I'm curious, why did you block your hearing?" Zhou Fan asked the baby curiously.

If it weren't for these idiots who blocked their hearing, their six senses were incomplete, and their senses were confused by their newly created [dementia] formation, it would be impossible for them to lead a cavalry battle.

"Hearing?" Feng Yusong was taken aback.

Feng Jianren also hesitated, and then spewed out another mouthful of blood, "Uncle!"

"Young master Ye is very calculating, don't you know why we blocked hearing?" Feng Yusong said angrily.

"Should I know?" Zhou Fan was stunned.

"You have to ask about the qin, young master." Feng Yusong stared at the qin in Zhou Fan's arms.

"Qin?" Zhou Fan looked at Qin in his arms, and then at Feng Yusong's angry chrysanthemum face.

"My violin can make you block your hearing?" Why didn't I know this skill.

"Hmph, this is the end of the matter, let's see the real chapter under my hands."

(End of this chapter)