Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

One day later, Fengqingxiu Feilaifeng had an extra helper.

Guan Yuli greeted Tai Yifeng’s disciples friendly and helped arrange all the chores, including the daily salary distribution of the Yaozu, the rectification of the muck piling, the procurement of various materials, the progress plan control arrangement...

Almost instantly, the only thing Feng Qingxiu needed to do was to discuss runes with Fu Zong's disciples, which was a bit dazed for a while.

At this time, there are already many Taiyifeng disciples and elders surrounding him, regardless of age. Taiyifeng does not distinguish between old and young, and is only divided by the rank of rune formations, even if the elders are not as good as the opponent's rune knowledge level , Will also ask each other for advice, even if the age difference is hundreds of years.

I heard that the big brother of Taiyifeng who is in retreat is the representative who has exceeded the 9th dan in the Fuzhenzong. The whole person is the treasure of Taiyifeng. The original thunder pattern formation is earth-shattering and the only one who can create his own outside of the head. With the great ability of the formation method, Tai Yifeng is applying for the position of elders for him, which is extremely terrifying.

Feng Qingxiu is much worse than that. Although his talismanic array has aura, but the foundation is much worse, and the directionality is very good, but the practical ability is his short board, including his masters are making He has time to learn with these disciples.

"The brother Guan..." Feng Qingxiu asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, you stumble every day and you don't have time to explain the new pattern to us." Tai Yifeng's disciple explained to him, "So we asked Mrs. Guan to come and help. Anyway, he will only take half an hour for Qingnvfeng's affairs. After packing up, you don’t have to worry about anything with him."

This disciple was immediately stabbed into a hedgehog by a bamboo needle, and he couldn't move at all, and his appearance was extremely scary.

The younger brother next to him looked at him contemptuously: "Well, wait for him to leave before calling Mrs."

You Jia shrugged on one side and sat on the bluestone on one side. He carefully sharpened his sword with a small stone. In contrast, he had a lot of free time. The reason why he came with him was to see if there was any bigger news. He was The headlines are especially good.

Yimeng Qingnv smiled slightly, and Kuankuan walked to the beautiful young man, whispering to him about the recent events on Qingnv Peak, and gave him some thoughtful little gifts.

An elder Tai Yifeng on one side looked at him and couldn't help but whispered: "The two of them are like this, it seems like a dream like a song and a vain back then."

"Yes, one master outside and one master inside. The Qingdi Peak back then was so good." An elder next to him also sighed slightly, seeming to be lost in memory, "It's a pity, a dream like singing a child is called a powerful one, Bai That's an example of how a kind mother has lost her son!"

"Speaking of which, a Mengqing girl looks like the former Ruge Peak Master. If there is anything... Bah, I will be thinking about it when I get old."

Feng Qingxiu smiled and said, "Every elder seems to be familiar with Qingdi Peak."

"Yi Meng Ru Ge and Bai Ji, the level is not low, Bai Ji has a conservative temperament, and is extremely talented in the meridian acupuncture path. The treatment is mostly based on tempering and nourishment. Yi Meng Ru Song is much bolder, listen to it. The head of the head mentioned that the medical postoperative mainly consists of excision, repair and suture. After hundreds of years, the creation of the Qingdi vein is washed with water, sutured with royal thread, micro-cutting of the true element, and a variety of techniques. The effect of healing the injury is extremely good. , Qingnv inherited most of his magical skills, and carried forward it.” An elder said casually, “It was the time when the Qingdi Peak was at its strongest, and the erysipelas were suppressed by them a lot. Those who were going to survive in those days. It's a dream like a song, and it certainly won't be what it is now."

"Don't mention that year, it's all over, don't talk about the right and wrong of the dead." Someone reminded.

"Okay, don't mention it, but this time the route to Yuntianyu has been set, do you want to bypass the sea-covered land?" someone next to him asked.

"Definitely not, there is soil in the Jiutianyuan. After hundreds of years, there should be siltation in the river again, and there will be more Yunfu Dao seeds at that time." An elder said with satisfaction, "Wait for more than a dozen. In 2017, Dragon Ink will definitely cut its price."

"That's true, with a cup of breathing soil, you can make six thousand cloudy runes. Should we also use a variety of pastures and go to Yu Beast Peak to find a dragon blood demon clan to raise?"

"Don't worry, we are not the opponents of Shennongfeng when we grow grass. Besides, let's talk about the poor money?" A senior said with disdain, "If there is that free time, it is better to calculate the nine **** programs in the Jiuzhu Shushu, right... Senior Brother Feng-there is an idea in our calculation book, but it has been unable to prove it. I would like to ask you, there is..."

Feng Qingxiu knew that these questions were not actually for him, but he couldn't answer them and asked him to ask Master, but he still wrote them down very seriously.

Master always speaks very thoroughly, and can always be more integrated when discussing with these seniors.

After some argument, Feng Qingxiu returned to Zhaoyue Peak with questions.

Coming all the way, he was ready to take a bath before going to see the master.

There is a hot spring with living water behind their house. After a small pool gushes out of the spring’s eyes, the temperature gradually drops and becomes a shallow stream, which flows to the foot of the mountain. That is his master made a special trip for him when he took a bath with cold water last time. A glance at the fountain.

Although a little flattered at first, Feng Qingxiu only feels good to be favored by Master after getting used to it.

Holding a bath towel around her waist and abdomen, Feng Qingxiu walked towards the pool from the back door.

Then stunned.

His master is lying in the pool water, with his long hair draped, and condensation beads of water fall from his shoulders, revealing an elegant and beautiful collarbone and slender and powerful arms. He is taking a bath while turning the water into one kind after another. Rune.

His fingers are very beautiful, with light radiating from the fingertips from time to time, falling onto the water, turning into waves of water after another.

For a moment, it was diversified, reflecting his misty and moon-like face, like a heavenly man.

After a while, the master raised his head, especially with a small drop of water between his brows, which almost dazzled his eyes.

"Xiaoqing, don't you wash it, why are you in a daze?" The master tilted his head and asked him.

Feng Xiaoqing was at a loss and panicked for a while: "Master, you, you are so beautiful."

"Oh," the master nodded slightly and said, "So does Xiaoqing, come down."

Feng Xiaoqing was even more shocked.

"Is there any problem?" Ji Yunlai asked him strangely.

"No, no problem." Feng Xiaoqing walked into the pool almost on the same foot, and accidentally fell into the water. After a flop, he got up, and quail shrank to the corner like a quail.

"How are you doing?" Head Ji poured water on his shoulders and asked leisurely.

He just studied the secret deduction and got stuck at a key point. He was puzzled. He accidentally walked to the side of the pool and just came down to bubble.

Although the body of the immortal has a lot of poisons and the dust is far away, Ji Yunlai, who only remembers sixteen years old, doesn't think it's a problem to relax occasionally. In his previous life, he liked hot springs. He had been to the famous Tangquan in China.

"No, Feilaifeng is okay." Feng Qingxiu whispered while looking at the water surface in front of her.

"What about cultivation?" Ji Yun took a look at him and found that his cultivation was already in the middle of the golden core, and he could not help but frown slightly, "Your speed is too fast."

"Tui'er will definitely work harder to control the speed." Feng Qingxiu whispered.

He has tried his best to control the flow of True Essence, and he can even control the small meridians, but since he has practiced the mental method given to him by the master, his speed has been straight forward like a fire eagle. If it weren't for him to control it day and night, Even if he relaxes for a night, his cultivation level dares to rush towards the Nascent Soul Stage, or the kind that he has said before, it is simply terrifying.

"You can absorb all divine souls and remnants of thoughts and turn them into your own cultivation base..." Ji Yun approached him, stretched his hand from the meridians of his shoulder, and followed the two channels of Ren Yin, Du Yang, and carefully inspected the disciple's body and found his seven The chakras of the five seas all have very small seas of air, and the air veins are like a whirlpool to absorb the spirit and soul of the surroundings, and can not help but frown, "But it is a problem."

He thought for a moment, and picked up a very thin long hair from his shoulders. After being cut off, the long hair automatically coiled into a thin line with a thin red at the end, and placed it on the apprentice's wrist.

After touching the two channels of Yin, Du and Yang again, he found that the seven rounds and five seas only absorbed spiritual energy, and there was no trace of soul thoughts, which coincided with him.

He has the imprint of the devil at the end of his hair, which is the nemesis of all spirits.

Nodded with satisfaction, he instructed his apprentice: "Put on your hair, so you don't have to worry about your cultivation level rising too fast in the future."

But he didn't hear the apprentice's reply. He raised his head and saw that the apprentice's skin was as red as a lobster, and his aggrieved appearance was about to cry.

After a moment of playfulness, Ji Yunlai gently lifted his chin, straightened his upper body from the water, and looked down and said: "What's the matter, I'm afraid I might eat you?"

The apprentice stiffened all over, and then he saw the tip of his nose twitched, and red water droplets fell from his nostrils.

"The young man is too irritable." As if he had had fun, Ji Yun came and touched his apprentice's hair nonchalantly, turned and walked out of the pool, shaking his fingertips, the water drops off, and a set of new clothes automatically climbed up. His body, "Come to me after washing."

Really, isn't it just taking a shower? It's all men and scared like that.

Apprentices are not fun!

Ji Yunlai thought boredly, pushing the door and entering his residence.

After a long while, the wind and youth in the water breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed back to the room after washing in embarrassment, chanting Qingxinjue a hundred times.

But I still feel that there is fire but not light.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw his shadow swaying ripplingly on the wall, and he beat it with anger.

Almost beat the wall.

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Little Theatre: It took a long time for Xiaoqing to realize that the shadow is not a magical thought, but the deepest expression in his heart...

The next chapter is the branch plot of Fanwai Qingdi Peak a hundred years ago, be and dark, be careful! ! Can be skipped!