Wen Wenmo even suspected that when he went back and told the whole story, everyone who heard it would say in unison that he was bragging, or that he was bragging to no end, and that he was just talking about dreams!
Most probably you have to ask yourself: "Can you brag? If you can't brag, just shut up! Even if you make up a story, can you make it more reliable?"
"If it's a gold medal training..."
Feng Yin pondered for a moment and said: "It seems that I have a brother who was promoted to a gold medal killer not long ago. If we meet by chance at that time, I hope Brother Wen will take care of him."
Wen Wenmo patted his chest and said: "The brother of the miracle doctor is my brother. In one word of the miracle doctor, I, Wen Wenmo, will go through fire and water and will not give up even if I die. How can I take care of my brother? His business is my business!"
If an ordinary warrior said this, it would probably be polite or exaggerated.
But when Wen Wenmo said this, that was what he thought in his heart, without any pretense.
Even if I die completely, I will definitely not let the brother of the miracle doctor be harmed in the slightest.
This is the only way I can repay the miracle doctor now.
If you can't do this kind of thing well, how can you live between heaven and earth?
"May I ask what the name of the miracle doctor's brother is?" Wen Wenmo asked.
"You have your enemies, and my brother also has his old enemies. If you two are destined to meet... I will ask him to say a special word to you to distinguish him." Feng Yin said.
"What are you talking about?" Wen Wenmo pricked up his ears.
"Do you believe there is resurrection from the dead in this world?" Fengyin smiled.
"believe!"
Wen Wenmo nodded immediately without saying anything.
Then he slapped himself across the face and said, "That's it, right? I'm really sorry for my reputation as a talented, knowledgeable, and rich person..."
Feng Yin cupped his hands and said, "That's it, farewell."
"Wait a minute!"
Shu Mo frowned and said, "Please give me my name, so that my benefactor won't accept my incense as an offering. Shu Mo would like to use a petal of my heart's incense to pray morning and night for my benefactor's happiness, longevity and health."
"It doesn't have to be like this. We will meet again if we are destined."
"You have to let me express my feelings, right?" Wen Wenmo continued to frown.
"Well……"
Feng Yin looked at this pretender with strange eyes: "Now... can you still come up with something to repay me? Is it possible that you have nothing to repay..."
Wen Wen Mo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and suddenly his face turned red: "Well... you go away... you... where should I find you?"
He said seriously: "I'm not bragging to you, my life is actually very valuable."
"Alright alright……"
Feng Yin threw down a banknote and said: "The so-called good person will do it to the end. It seems that I have to worry about your luggage and weapon supplies. It is indeed difficult to be a good person. Once you do it, you have to do it to the end, even if it's just a little bit.
"
After saying that, he rolled his eyes.
"This time I really have to say goodbye."
Watching Feng Yin and the others disappear among the trees, Wen Wenmo looked at his back and took a deep breath: "The ancient sages are nothing more than that. Sir, you are so kind and kind, I will never forget it in this life!"
He knelt down devoutly and kowtowed heavily several times.
He knelt on the ground, straightened his body and chanted: "If someone gives me three drops of water, I will repay this kindness with a spring of water; if you save me in life and death, I will repay your kindness with a life of righteousness!"
Suddenly he shook his head and murmured: "It doesn't rhyme...changed meaning into fate? It does rhyme, but it's too ambiguous that both of us are men. Even if we can't repay it, we can't take it seriously... Let me think about it carefully."
."
…
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Having walked more than a hundred miles, not only did Guo Weiran's laughter continue, but Hu Lengyue almost laughed to tears.
What came out just now was enough to choke both of them.
But this calligraphy is just too... too weird.
"We're almost at the road ahead. Can you stop laughing? It's not too serious... Pfft..." Hu Lengyue said as her husband still couldn't help but squirt.
"Are we about to reach the main road? Let me recite a poem first."
Yu Weiran shook his head: "There is a road ahead, and the journey is thousands of miles away; three people and a cat walking side by side, it is really like a fairy..."
"What a poem, what a poem...hahahahahaha..." Hu Lengyue fell down laughing.
Feng Yin had a dark face the whole time and couldn't figure out what the two couples were laughing at.
Is it really that funny?
It’s really good though!
If you are not part of the joke, you can laugh too!
"It seems that such a poor scholar can actually become a gold medal killer..."
Yu Weiran wiped away the tears from laughter: "What I'm really curious about now is whether he would recite a poem every time he performed the Juntian Shou mission, every time he killed the target mission, to show his strength?"
"I think it is inevitable!"
Feng Yin sighed with a dark face: "Although we have only been in contact for such a short period of time, I tell you, there is a 10,000 percent chance that there will never be any accident like the situation you mentioned!"
"It really is……"
Feng Yin shook his head, searching for the right words.
Then the three of them said in unison: "Weird!"
Feng Ying also said: "Uh-huh..."
…
The rest of the journey was uneventful and nothing out of the ordinary, that is, Feng Yin got several silver medals, bronze medals, and iron medals along the way.
However, in order to cover up his whereabouts, Yu Weiran took action to kill all the targets.
Yu Weiran's attack was a small test, with no difficulty, and everyone raised their hands to understand the target, but he was not a Juntian Shou killer. After he made the move, he would not be on the list, nor would he be rewarded by Juntian Shou;
There is even more nowhere to find the murderer - turning multiple tasks into unsolved cases.
Three people and one cat rushed all the way back to Yuezhou, as if a strong wind was blowing.
On the eve of approaching Yuezhou City, Fengying finally reached the conditions for the seventh enlightenment after absorbing, settling, and digesting along the way. Fengying naturally did it for Fengying again as soon as possible.
The little guy's changes this time seem to be the same as before, except for the crazy hair loss, there doesn't seem to be any more changes.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But Feng Yin can feel that the connection between the little guy and his soul is getting closer and closer.
When they arrived at the hill outside the city, Feng Yin saw the surprised and puzzled eyes of Yu Weiran and his wife, and then came under the small pine tree again.
In fact, at that time last time, the small pine tree could no longer be called a small pine tree.
For example, when Yu Weiran saw it at a glance, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a big pine tree!"
Today's small pine trees have a trunk that is at least as thick as a few people's arms, faintly showing that they are at least ten thousand years old. Their straight trunks rise dozens of feet into the sky, and their crowns are so huge that they cover the land for miles.
Like a huge umbrella from the sky, it stands majestically on the slope of this mountain peak.
Every pine needle is as dark green as black, and each needle is as hard as a cone, piercing into human skin with ease.
After the wind seal arrived, the little pine tree was so excited that it almost pulled out its roots and danced.
The spiritual wisdom was just like it when it first opened, but then it disappeared for ten months, but it seemed that it had not been seen for a long time.
Feng Yin hurriedly stopped Xiao Songshu's irrational behavior, then raised his hand to caress it, and quietly and quietly completed another spiritual gathering.
The small pine tree was filled with admiration and a thin root emerged from the ground. The soft root was wrapped around Feng Yin's legs and hands.
Then Feng Yin began to communicate with Xiao Songshu and asked if anything strange had happened during this period.
Xiao Songshu was very happy to be able to communicate with Feng Yin, so he chatted with Feng Yin very excitedly and kept talking.
Don't talk about the person who came over, even if two mice came over and had a fight under the tree, they would report it to Feng Yin in detail.
Feng Yin was not impatient at all and listened very carefully from beginning to end.
Because he knew very well in his heart that the person from Zhizun Mountain was guarding his 'gentle' identity in Yuezhou.
They will definitely stay by Liu Mengjiang's side; then... Liu Mengjiang, as a bait, will definitely move around, giving himself the opportunity to kill him, and at the same time giving the people of Supreme Mountain the opportunity to arrest him.
as expected.
In Xiao Songshu's rambling and unfocused introduction, it was just that during this period of time, a bearded man wandered here alone more than five times.
And every time, I muttered to myself: "Well, there is such a big pine tree so far away from Yuezhou City. If you count the age of the tree alone, it is not more than ten thousand years old.
?This is just a pine tree, but any rare tree species, even if this place is relatively hidden, will definitely not survive until now!"
"It's been a long time since I had my own activities around Yuezhou City. Ever since I was listed on the Juntianjian mission gold medal list, I have to beware of the killer's attack sooner or later. I haven't been this comfortable for a long time!"
"That Gentleman is still in the future. He must have smelled something wrong. If a gentleman does not stand in danger, he will be a fool! Even if he had the original intention of cutting off the three major gold medal targets in Yuezhou, he must not dare to do it now, right?
?”
"Hey, I, Liu Mengjiang, actually found a ginseng plant here. Although it is an ordinary ginseng, this stroll is not a vain trip. What a blessing!"
"I, Liu Mengjiang, will urinate here today to prove that I, Liu Mengjiang, have been here and visited this place. This place is inaccessible, or maybe I am the first to leave traces here."
"..."
This man's murmurings became more and more illogical, as if he was introducing himself to flowers, trees, ants, and mice, and there was a vague aura like that of an idiot.
Even the little pine tree said, "He looks like a fool."
But all the above made Feng Yin feel a little nervous, but also a little want to laugh.
Liu Mengjiang's so-called soliloquy was clearly meant for the non-existent 'gentle' he thought; he had only one purpose: I am Liu Mengjiang, I am the target of the gold medal, come out and kill me, haven't you already?
They have identified me as a sure-kill target. Now I am completely defenseless and can easily be killed!
"This Liu Mengjiang is really looking for death!"
A cold light flashed in Feng Yin's eyes.
"I deserved my death, and now I'm still helping the tyrants do evil, huh..."
Feng Yin played with the clean root of the small pine tree in his hand, letting it twist and turn, with murderous intent in his heart.
I deeply feel that this Liu Mengjiang should be killed...
This existence is really disgusting.
Xiao Feng shrank in Feng Yin's arms, his little tail swept away, his belly was round, he squinted his eyes lazily, and his stomach made a purring sound.
After the recent initiation, Fengying ate more than 70 kilograms of centipede meat in one go.
It was only three to five kilograms at first, but then I started not to be picky and even ate the half-cooked ones. I was probably starving and couldn't serve them at the speed of the barbecue.
Before the Feng Yin appeared again, he had already had several questions: How come Feng Ying, who ate more than seventy kilograms of centipede meat in one go, still weighs only one kilogram? Where did all the meat go?
"Is it possible that it can be digested and turned into spiritual energy as soon as it is eaten?"
Fengyin poked the little guy's soft belly with his finger and asked, "Have you pooped?"
Hearing this, the little guy's eyes immediately showed a look of shame and anger. He stared at his beautiful big eyes angrily, and his beard twitched sideways. Feng Yin could clearly see his own reflection in the two eyeballs, and his features were clearly visible.
The mirror needs to be clearer.
Facing the little guy's shameful, angry and accusatory gaze, Feng Yin immediately raised his hands and surrendered: "I said the wrong thing. My Feng Yin is a fairy and can't poop."
The little guy stared, not even wagging his tail, and just stared at Feng Yin, still and stiff, without blinking.
"Okay, okay, it's my fault, I shouldn't say shitty words in front of the little fairy..."
Fengyin surrendered quickly and firmly.
After rocking and caressing, and doing everything possible, Feng Ying finally forgave Feng Yin, stretched out his limbs comfortably in his arms, and then continued to curl up in Feng Yin.
Print in your arms.
He was obviously still a little angry, but he couldn't let go of this embrace, so he had to huddle up, with only his head pointing outwards, not looking at him!
snort!
Feng Yin stroked his hands one by one, leaning his back against the trunk of the small pine tree.
The little pine tree obediently placed its roots in his hand and rubbed it; its huge crown drooped slightly without attracting attention, blocking all the harsh sunlight.
The rustling of pine needles naturally creates a breeze-swept atmosphere, lingering on Feng Yin and others, creating an indescribable sense of coolness and comfort.
Hu Lengyue and Zhuang Weiran only felt that there were not even a little bug under this tree, only quiet, cool, cozy and comfortable, which made people feel relaxed and happy, but they couldn't tell anything strange.
But in such an atmosphere, the two of them were very happy to take a break here.
Although Feng Yin was leaning against the tree trunk, holding a branch in his hand, looking extremely relaxed, both of them knew that this guy must be connected to the big pine tree in front of him, or he was communicating with something right now.
It's not just about resting.
After all, countless things that have been helped by plants and trees in the past have long been normalized and taken for granted.
Therefore, the two of them did not rush anything. They just sat relaxed under the tree, squinting their eyes, looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance, listening to the insects chirping and cicadas singing nearby. For a moment, they felt that if people could live in this world of mortals,
There is so much beauty in the human world.
Silent for a long time, the couple leaned on each other's shoulders, feeling each other's body temperature transfer, and felt an inexplicable warmth. It was a special feeling that could only come from being side by side in the world of mortals, nurturing each other, and the spiritual connection between husband and wife for many years.
Suddenly, Hu Lengyue couldn't help but turned around and looked at Zhuang Weiran, her eyes full of tenderness.
The hair is floating on Zhuang Weiran's face. At this moment, the scenery is beautiful.
Zhuang Weiran instinctively grabbed the strand of hair, and his heart was filled with tenderness for a moment. He couldn't help but smell it and said with emotion: "Honey, you haven't washed your hair in the past few days? It seems to have a slight smell..."
“!!!!”
At this beautiful moment, Hu Lengyue suddenly had the urge to divorce her husband!
Like lightning, he stretched out his hand and pinched a large piece of meat around Zhuang Weiran's waist. He pressed his fingers and circled it twice clockwise.
The kind that is vicious and shows no mercy at all!
Zhuang Weiran was at a delicate moment when he was feeling comfortable and freeing his mind when he was suddenly attacked by severe pain. He was completely unprepared and couldn't help but groan, and his facial features became distorted.
He looked at Hu Lengyue with bared teeth and confused eyes: "I...how could I...offend you? Hisssssssssssssssssssssssss..."
Hu Lengyue didn't answer, her pretty face was like ice and snow, but her hands were harder, and she went straight for the third lap.
Zhuang Weiran was confused and his mind was blank. What did I do?
"My wife, please forgive me...it hurts, it hurts...it's too, too painful..."
"Spare your life? Zhuang Weiran, I want to be separated from you!" Hu Lengyue's voice was like thousands of years of ice.
"???"
Zhuang Weiran even forgot about the pain and looked at his wife with wide eyes.
After so many years, I haven't heard these words even when I was lying on the bed. Why now...
What's going on? What's this?
What on earth did I do?
Did I just take care of the mistress?
But...no, they were clearly enjoying the cool air just now, they were tender and affectionate to each other, there was no gap at all...
Fengyin stayed under the pine tree for three full hours, until nightfall.
I wandered outside the world and felt unprecedentedly relaxed and free-spirited.
The spiritual consciousness drifts back and forth, seemingly everywhere, soaring and dancing freely between heaven and earth.
For a moment, there was a feeling of ecstasy and transcendence.
Detailed feelings... It is a kind of freedom without any restraint, without any worries, only ethereal and transcendent, only free wandering, where the heart is, where the meaning is, the sky and the earth are boundless, you can come and go as you please.
This kind of state made him linger and reminisce endlessly.
I truly understand what "empty adult" means.
I also understand that from innate to truly stepping into the human level, the transcendent state of mind, the difference in state has never just been shown in cultivation and combat power, but now it is an unprecedented improvement in the state of mind during cultivation.
A whole new world unfolds in front of my own home, so smart and wonderful.
Feng Yin fell into this state of confusion, without even realizing that he had entered an indescribable realm.
So much so that even he himself didn't realize that the cultivation strength of the Spiritual Transformation Sutra was growing by leaps and bounds.
Zhuang Weiran and his wife on one side had already stopped making noise.
Because they suddenly discovered that the wind seal was clearly around them, right in their eyes, but their spiritual senses could hardly feel the existence of the wind seal.
It feels like...the other person is still here, but his thoughts, soul, and consciousness are no longer here.
Enter a certain size.
The fugue is too imaginary!
The couple were masters of spiritual practice. They immediately stopped all movements and concentrated on Feng Yin, whose body was completely relaxed and leaning lightly on the tree trunk. His face was calm, as if he had fallen into sleep, and his eyes were full of shock.
color.
"God...fugue!!"
Along with Feng Yin, there was also the little Feng Ying huddled in his arms. The innate talent advantage and the bond with Feng Yin made it also enter this transcendent realm atmosphere, and it couldn't help but
Not to mention, the little guy does have a lot of opportunities.
Zhuang Weiran and his wife's thoughts were racing, and they had understood the current state of Fengyin. They were envious, and they floated out in unison, building a protective area with ten feet of land around Fengyin, and vigilantly and closely paying attention to the surrounding movements.
When the Dharma-protecting action is launched, a feather cannot fall and a fly cannot be added.
However, the shock in his heart was even greater than envy, and it was difficult to suppress it.