"Young Master, I'll bring you some delicious food."

The servant's voice came.

Zhang Yifeng then said, "Put it outside the door. I'll pick it up by myself later."

"OK."

One minute later, Zhang Yifeng got up and opened the door.

Outside the door, the moonlight was seductive. Although it was hidden in the clouds, it seemed like a beauty who was about to cover up.

He originally didn't plan to eat, but the dishes on the ground were indeed delicious.

Zhang Yifeng picked up the food and did not enter the room, but went to a pavilion in the courtyard.

Since it is delicious, let's try it. Zhang Yifeng is also a foodie.

Zhang Yifeng, who hasn't eaten for a long time, has a lot of appetite.

I have to say that Yelu Long thought very thoughtfully. Although the food was not exquisite, it was indeed delicious, and there was also a pot of fine wine.

Zhang Yifeng doesn’t like drinking, but under the moonlight, he also wants to have a few drinks.

How can you enjoy the beautiful scenery without wine?

Under the moonlight, Zhang Yifeng raised his glass to drink alone, but he only understood what he was thinking. Or was missing his relatives and friends in his previous life for the moon.

Everyone has a story deep in their hearts. When it is late at night, this story will continue to repeat in their minds.

Unfortunately, those people and those things can't be returned.

"The moon hangs in the sky with mist and wetness in the middle of the night. The moon is similar to the head, but the person bows his head is different."

After a long time, Zhang Yifeng sighed and was born with emotion. He can roughly understand the artistic conception of flowers every year, and the flowers are similar every year, and people every year. The moon is still the moon, but the people who look at the moon are no longer the same.

"The moon is similar to the head, but the moon is different when the head is down? Good poems."

Suddenly, a woman's voice came, her voice was melodious and moving.

Zhang Yifeng turned his head and found a small sailboat on the pond in the distance, with a woman in white sitting on the sailboat.

The woman was dressed in white, and she looked like a fairy descending to the earth under the moonlight. She sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, and a guzheng was placed in front of her.

Zhang Yifeng took a light look, then withdrew his gaze and then drank.

The woman didn't say anything, but just started playing the guzheng.

Buzz.

The guzheng sounded, and the insects stopped chirping. There was only melodious and melodious music in the entire east wing, floating and flowing straight into the sky.

The music was low, as if someone was playing a sad song under the night sky. Zhang Yifeng didn't understand the rhythm, but he was also fascinated by listening.

He knew that people who play such low music must have unspeakable sorrow in their hearts.

But Zhang Yifeng did not ask, nor did the other party speak.

Under the night, a woman in white sat alone on the bow of the boat and a boy sat alone on the pavilion and drank, which was also a beautiful view.

After a long time, the music disappeared, and the woman in white rowed ashore, disappeared from Zhang Yifeng's sight, and did not go forward to talk.

"What a beautiful piece of music. It is like the sadness hidden deep in the listener's heart. It can make people cut off a trace of sadness at the end of the music. This may be the music master."

Zhang Yifeng lingered, and the woman's music reduced his loneliness a little.

He shook his head and drank a pot of wine before he returned to the room.

Back at the room, Zhang Yifeng sat cross-legged and continued to practice his body with spiritual energy.

A few days ago, my cultivation level improved so quickly that my body was still a little short of my ability to maintain my level of cultivation.

Inside the body, the golden spiritual energy was rushing wildly, like golden dragons roaring constantly.

The severe pain followed, but Zhang Yifeng gritted his teeth and persevered.

To cultivate the body with spiritual energy means to endure pain.

Time passes, and a night passes quickly.

"Little brother..."

Early in the morning, Bai Jingjing's voice came, and then she pushed the door open without knocking.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm not wearing clothes?" Zhang Yifeng spoke speechlessly.

Bai Jingjing giggled and said, "Then I have a good reputation? What's there to be afraid of?"

"Tell me directly, why are you looking for me?"

"I'm bored and come and see if you can't?"

"You're bored, but I'm not bored. I still have a lot to do."

Zhang Yifeng was too lazy to pay attention to Bai Jingjing, so he sat cross-legged and continued to practice with spiritual energy. Bai Jingjing stomped her feet and could only go back and continue practicing.

An hour later, Zhang Yifeng got up and went to the city lord's wife's room, and continued to detoxify the city lord's wife.

Zhang Yifeng still did not use all his strength, but deliberately delayed the time. In this way, he could ask for the medicinal materials several more times.

At noon, Zhang Yifeng returned to the room. After he came back, Zhang Yifeng continued to practice, but he did not use the spiritual energy body training technique. The spiritual energy body training has almost been practiced. Because the spiritual energy body training technique is automatically activated at all times, his physical cultivation has almost kept up with the spiritual energy cultivation.

Zhang Yifeng is now practicing the body of fighting immortals.

For such a long time, Zhang Yifeng has not taken the initiative to practice the fighting immortal body because his cultivation level was not very strong before. But now, Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level has improved a lot. He wants to try it out if he can get the fighting immortal body into the fighting immortal body.

The time for cultivation always passes very quickly, but he has not made much progress in fighting the immortal body.

Now he has not yet started with the battle immortal body.

Once you get started, the master can wave his hand to kill him! The acquired realm master will have a much smaller threat. As for whether he can kill the acquired realm master, it depends on how strong the war fairy body is. After all, it is his first time practicing such magical secret techniques.

"Young Master, should you put the food outside the door?"

Just as Zhang Yifeng was in a bottleneck, the servant's voice came from outside the door. It was time to deliver dinner again.

The dinner from the City Lord’s Mansion seems to be delivered until dark.

Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes. Since the Battle Immortal Body cannot get started for a while, then enjoy the food.

Zhang Yifeng opened the door, carried the food, and went to the pavilion again, drinking and eating, while looking up at the bright moon.

The moon is beautiful, but most of the time it is waning, and the full moon is always a minority.

Zhang Yifeng looked at the crescent moon and was stunned.

I don’t know when the string sounded, and the melodious and low music sounded throughout the courtyard, lingering sounds around the beams and headed straight into the sky.

Zhang Yifeng withdrew his gaze and subconsciously looked at the pond.

A small boat was parked beside the lotus leaves of the pond. On the bow of the boat, a woman in white was sitting. She was spotlessly clean and had a monstrous temperament.

However, because the distance is too far, Zhang Yifeng can only barely see the woman's appearance. In fact, Zhang Yifeng can display his spiritual sense or gather spiritual energy into his eyes. In that case, he will definitely see the woman's appearance, but he did not do this, because the hazy beauty adds a little more charm to the woman.

Besides, why do you have to know what the other person looks like? Everything goes with the flow.

The song is melodious, suddenly excited, and suddenly low, as if interpreting the prosperity and decline of the world, happiness and sorrow.

After a long time, the sound of the piano disappeared, and the woman rowed a boat to the shore and left gracefully.

The two of them didn't say a word.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Yifeng finished drinking and returned to the room. Without saying a word, he continued to practice the body of war.
Chapter completed!