Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 67
Yan Jianshan.

in a courtyard.

"call."

A golden light flashed and entered the courtyard.

"Eldest brother." Tu Mengmei came to welcome him.

"Junior Sister." Zhou Fan smiled.

"Fixed Feng Jianren?" Tu Mengmei asked.

"Well, it's easy to wait for a month of work with ease." Zhou Fan said.

"There are no traces left along the way, right?" Tu Mengmei asked with concern.

"Don't worry, with Brother Luan's help, nothing will go wrong. He personally arranged for me to enter Yanjian Mountain. Except for the two of you, no one knows that I have been out of Yanjian Mountain." Zhou Fan laughed.

Only then did Tu Mengmei heaved a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good. Brother, if you killed Feng Jianren this time, I'm afraid that Jintao Sect won't quit. We'd better leave Huiyang Mansion as soon as possible."

"Don't be busy. We left Huiyang Mansion as soon as Feng Jianren died, which aroused even more suspicion." Zhou Fan said, "We are disciples of Yuxu, and we have sufficient alibi. What can he do with us? Junior sister, Just put your mind at ease! Even if he suspects us, would he dare to do it?" Zhou Fan inserted his hands and looked up at the sky, looking arrogant.

"Pfft~~"

Tu Mengmei covered her mouth and couldn't stop laughing, "Brother, you...hahaha~"

Zhou Fan looked at Tu Mengmei who couldn't stop laughing speechlessly, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Seeing Tu Mengmei laughing endlessly, Zhou Fan had no choice but to interrupt, "Junior Sister, Junior Brother Lou and the others are alright."

Only then did Tu Mengmei stop her smile, "Okay, it's great, I'm a little reluctant to leave now, Junior Brother Lou is fine, Junior Brother Chang is lethargic as usual, Junior Brother Lu and Junior Brother Zhen have been very popular recently."

"Oh, what do you say?"

"You know that Junior Brother Lu is not good at words. For some reason, he had a dispute with this disciple of the Wu Ang Sect. In the end, he fought and was defeated by Junior Brother Lu with a sword."

"Everyone has a few friends. In this way, the entire Wu Ang sent disciples to challenge Junior Brother Lu. In the end, only four of them survived ten moves in the hands of Junior Brother."

"After the news spread, Junior Brother Lu became famous in Huiyang Mansion, and there was an endless stream of people coming to him for advice like crucian carp crossing the river."

"That's exactly what Junior Brother Lu wanted." Zhou Fan smiled.

"No, Junior Brother Lu has a lot more smiles these days."

Zhou Fan smiled and shook his head, "What about the younger brother? What's going on?"

"Our junior brother has gathered a large group of like-minded people to appraise the delicacies of Huiyang Mansion. He is almost fattening into a ball. Senior brother, do you still have Qingxin Pill?"

In the distance, Zhen Depang, who was tasting delicious food, was shocked, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Ahem, Junior Sister, these are ten bottles of Qingxin Pills. If they are not enough, ask senior brother for them." Zhou Fan silently took out ten bottles of pills from the storage bag and handed them to Tu Mengmei.

"Brother..."

Zhou Fan waved his hand, and said righteously: "Don't be polite to me, brother, okay, brother, I am going to retreat."

Hearing this, Tu Mengmei's expression changed, "Retreat! Brother, are you injured?"

Zhou Fan shook his head, "No, my cultivation base has been a little loose recently, and I'm going to suppress it."

After he came down from Qingyu Mountain, he broke through to the middle stage of Daoji at home. In the last few fights, especially the one with Bai Kong, he was seriously injured.

Break through and then stand up, this has just broken through to the middle stage of Dao Foundation, and there are signs of breakthrough.

Zhou Fan didn't want to break through so quickly. Dao Ji Dao Ji is the realm of laying a solid foundation.

A ten thousand zhang tall building rises from the ground, without a solid foundation, even if Zhou Fan has an innate Taoist body, it will be difficult for him to climb to the top in order to hope for immortality.

If not, Zhou Fan can break through the Dao Foundation Realm within a year and achieve Jindan.

"Brother..." Tu Mengmei looked at Zhou Fan, not knowing what to say.

No matter how they chased Zhou Fan, they could only look at Zhou Fan's neck from a distance.

Now they are still only in the early stage of Dao Foundation, Zhou Fan is already in the middle stage of Dao Foundation, and the late stage of Dao Foundation can be easily broken, and what is even more annoying is that they still have to suppress and not break through.

You are not angry.

"I'm going to give the Qingxin Pill to my junior brother."

Watching Tu Mengmei walking away, Zhou Fan shrugged, went back to the house, and began to retreat.

I hope it can be suppressed, this innate body is too perverted.

******
Feng Jianren, the son of the master of Jintao Sect in Huiyang Mansion, was beheaded and killed. The news spread throughout Huiyang Mansion at an astonishing speed, even in several nearby mansions.

After the big and small forces in Huiyang Mansion found out, they were all shocked.

Since this generation of Jintao sect master came to the throne, it has been many years since no one dared to provoke the Jintao sect. This time, he killed the only son of the Jintao sect master. It is said that even the elder Taishang was injured.

It was Chi Guoguo's provocation to Jin Taomen.

No, now Jintao Sect is doing its best to hunt down a man named Ye Liangchen, who is good at formations.

They even contacted the major forces in Huiyang Mansion to conduct a joint search and never let Ye Liangchen go.

However, some people applaud it.

"This Feng Jianren is arrogant and domineering in my Huiyang Mansion on weekdays, robbing other people's wives and daughters. I didn't expect that there will be today. It's true that good and evil will be rewarded, and the way of heaven is reincarnation. If you don't believe me, look up, God forgive me Who."

"Brother Lu, rest in peace, your revenge has been avenged for you."

"This Feng Jianren usually picks up those monks who have no background to bully, but this time it seems that he kicked the iron plate, capsized the boat in the gutter, and lost his life."

"..."

"Crack~ Get out."

"If you don't find it, keep looking for me, I want Ye Liangchen to be buried with my son!!"

Still in that hall.

But this time, there was a middle-aged man sitting next to the beautiful woman, with a face as sharp as a knife and an axe, with two long pale golden eyebrows.
The nose is straight and the mouth is square, and the lower jaw has a thick and black beard half a foot long.

The middle-aged man looked at Chao Shao who was standing at the bottom, and waved his hand to signal to back down.

After seeing Chao Shao retreat, the middle-aged man turned his head to look at the beautiful woman.

A pair of eyes, talking coldly, like two stones thrown into an unfathomable ancient pool, without ripples.

"Feng Ziqin, have you had enough trouble!" The voice was calm.

"Have you had enough trouble! Feng Ziping, if you hadn't called Jian'er back in a hurry, why would he have just brought Feng Yusong with him in a hurry and was taken advantage of by others." Feng Ziqin looked at Feng Ziping with red eyes.

"I have to ask you as a mother. You dote on him so much, you make trouble outside, you do all kinds of evil things, and you support him. As I said, he will die at your hands sooner or later. Spoiled to death."

"Without Ye Liangchen, there will be Wang Liangchen, Liu Liangchen...sooner or later." Feng Ziping said calmly.

"Also, you can call Elder Feng's name." Feng Ziping stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"How should I put it, he is also the son of someone from me, Feng. I haven't done anything for many years. Is it because I am cheating on my sword?" Feng Ziping's voice came from afar.

"I really thought you had a heart of stone." Feng Ziqin looked at Feng Ziping who was going away.

"Go, check out all the people who have had acquaintances with Jian'er, remember, it's all of them, don't miss one."

"Yes."

A ripple rippled around Feng Ziqin.

(End of this chapter)