Chapter Twenty-Seven: Tiangang Thunder and Fire

The next morning, Ye Chenfeng's eyes opened, and then he grinned. Is the accumulation of many days finally about to explode?

I saw that above Ye Chenfeng's head, a surging aura gathered on it, he rested and concentrated, took a deep breath, and activated the Sect Source Qi in the spirit platform, absorbing the aura above his head bit by bit.

After a while, Ye Chenfeng, who was both physically and mentally good, opened his eyes, and an aura that was much stronger than before emanated, this was the breath of a seventh-level celestial!

After the smooth breakthrough, Ye Chenfeng's heart was happy, and he couldn't help but clench his fists, and a lot of power suddenly burst out.

He stepped forward, turned his fist into a palm, and without much effort, he slammed open the stone door that had been feeling a little heavy.

Ye Chenfeng strode out and swept in the direction of the Pavilion. Not long after, Ye Chenfeng, who was already familiar with the road, came to the cellar under the broken house and practiced the way of refining weapons with Li Lao.

I have to say that although Li Lao has a strange temper and is a little childish, his attainments in refining weapons are quite extraordinary, which Ye Chenfeng has to admire.

With Li Lao's teaching, Ye Chenfeng took a lot of detours in the early stage of cultivation, and coupled with his already good talent for refining, he was growing at a rather gratifying speed at the moment.

After spending ten years like this, Ye Chenfeng not only learned the third first-grade weapon pattern in addition to the yin-yang fish pattern and the flame of fire, but also could already refine the first-grade spirit weapon on the basis of a high success rate.

At this point, Ye Chenfeng has finally become a first-grade refiner!

At this time, under this somewhat cold cellar, Ye Chenfeng looked at Li Lao and felt a little puzzled. Why didn't Li Lao teach him refining weapons today, but rummaged for something here.

After a while, the sweaty Li Lao finally stopped and laughed: "Hehe, no matter how deep you hide, the old man can still find you!"

Ye Chenfeng took a closer look when he heard this, but subconsciously pinched his nose. He found that in Li Lao's hand, which was wrapped in spiritual power, there was a purple-red kiwi fruit.

The fruit is no bigger than a fist, and it is naturally carved with white lines, exuding a strong and pungent smell.

"Master, what is this, why does it smell so bad. Ye Chenfeng frowned and took a few steps back, pinching his nose and asking.

"Hehe, that's a good thing. Its name is poppy fruit, although it smells very bad and is highly poisonous, it is a delicacy that the heavenly beasts rush to, and it is best used to lure the Tiangang Thunder Leopard. Li Lao looked at the kiwi fruit in his hand and said with a strange smile.

"Why do you want to lure the Tiangang Thunder Leopard?" Ye Chenfeng was confused when he listened.

"Although the refiner can use the natural fire of heaven and earth to refine spiritual weapons, he is shackled after all.

If you can have a flame that can be used at any time, refining a spiritual weapon will naturally get twice the result with half the effort. For example, the old man's 'Ghost Vine Demon Fire' is a beast fire that was absorbed in the early years.

The Tiangang Thunder Leopard is rich in a kind of beast fire called Tiangang Thunder Fire, which not only coincides with your thunder attribute spiritual power, but also can grow slowly with the qi of Tiangang, and its rarity is naturally extremely high.

Although the old man also wanted to have such a beast fire with growth potential, he was limited by the attributes of his own spiritual power and had no choice but to give up. Li Lao explained with a smile.

"I see, I just don't know if the Tiangang Qi contained in this Tiangang Thunder Fire can be used for the Yin Yang Fish Pattern?" Ye Chenfeng's eyes lit up, and he asked with some excitement.

If you can, wouldn't it mean that if you have enough earthly evil energy, you can carve yin and yang fish patterns at any time?

"Of course you can, this is also one of the reasons why the old man wanted to get Tiangang Thunder Fire very much back then. Li Lao smiled and nodded, Ye Chenfeng was a little surprised that he could find the key point of the matter so quickly.

The light in Ye Chenfeng's starry eyes was even stronger, this Tiangang Thunder Fire, he had to get it no matter what!

At this time, Li Lao showed an embarrassed face: "Boy, you also know that the old man can't get out, and this poppy fruit is the biggest help the old man can give you." ”

Ye Chenfeng didn't have any dissatisfaction on his face, but comforted him quite understandingly: "If you don't care, the apprentice can handle it by himself, and don't worry about the master." ”

Li Lao put the poppy fruit in his hand into an ice-blue box, took out another letter, and handed it to Ye Chenfeng.

Then, he touched his half-bald head and smiled awkwardly: "If you encounter trouble that you can't solve, you can give this letter to Zhiqiu, and I believe she will help you."

In addition, when you meet her, say something for the old man, and say, I miss her very much. ”

Cherishing the two things into the Blue Butterfly Ring, Ye Chenfeng nodded heavily, and left the cellar under the eyes of Li Lao.

"Boy, I hope you are doing well, otherwise maybe the old man will only be able to look at Zhiqiu in his life. Li Lao looked at Ye Chenfeng's somewhat emaciated back who turned to leave, and muttered.

......

Back on the ground, Ye Chenfeng swept towards the stone pillar of Tongtian.

Although he had the escort of the Flame Blood-Patterned Tiger and did not need Mr. Shangguan's help for the time being, he still chose to meet Mr. Shangguan, and then handed the letter and words to Shangguan Zhiqiu.

When Ye Chenfeng was sucked into the pillar by the Heavenly Stone Pillar and was about to be sent to the third layer of space, he was shocked to feel that a faint aura was snooping on him somewhere.

His heart tightened, but his face pretended that nothing had happened.

Ye Chenfeng successfully arrived at the third layer of space, and he was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he found that another vague aura was staring at him.

There was a secret fire in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just temporarily pressed his temperament and moved forward in the direction indicated by Li Lao.

After a while, Ye Chenfeng, who had always maintained a cautious state, finally came to a secluded and elegant courtyard.

There is a sycamore tree planted in the courtyard, but last night's autumn rain was merciless, and the courtyard was full of misery. Ye Chenfeng gently walked past the withered remnants of the ground, buckled the door knocker covered with mottled rust, and said softly: "Student Chenfeng, on the order of the family teacher Li Lao, I came to meet Mr. Shangguan. ”

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and then, a voice like a heavenly voice came out: "The door is not closed, you can come in." Ye Chenfeng gently pushed the door of bamboo and wood as he said, and slowly walked into the house.

The decoration in the house is simple, and there is a refreshing fragrance in the plain elegance, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Ye Chenfeng noticed that there was a delicate small table on the four-zhang wide plain carpet. The poignant person sitting quietly at the table, the fragments of the porcelain cup in her hand remained, and a trace of blood slid down her white lotus arm.

This person is none other than Shangguan Zhiqiu.

Ye Chenfeng took a step forward, clenched his fists and bowed his hands, lowered his head and said softly: "Meet Mr." ”

Shangguan Zhiqiu Zhen looked at Ye Chenfeng, and a drop of crystal sparkle slid down her fair and smooth skin. Her voice was still so moving, but there was a little more trembling: "He...... Is he okay?"

"Everything is fine with the teacher. When he came, the tutor once asked the student to give a message, and he said, he misses you very much. Ye Chenfeng looked up at Shangguan Zhiqiu, but found that at this time, she had already brought pear blossoms and rain, which was pitiful.

Shangguan Zhiqiu gently wiped the tears in the corners of his eyes with a red-blue silk handkerchief carved with gold edges, and his soft voice was a little choked: "Did he say anything?"

The tutor didn't say anything else, but asked the students to give the letter to the gentleman. With that, Ye Chenfeng took out the letter from the Blue Butterfly Ring and handed it to Shangguan Zhiqiu, whose hands trembled slightly.

After receiving the letter, Shangguan Zhiqiu read it silently word by word, and the white tears fell one by one.

When he raised his head again, Shangguan Zhiqiu's gaze at Ye Chenfeng was a little softer. She touched Ye Chenfeng's head with her soft and warm palm, and said gently: "Good boy, it depends on you whether your master can get out of the sea of suffering." If you need my help now, I, who am half of your wife, will definitely do my best. ”

Caught off guard and flattered, Ye Chenfeng subconsciously wanted to avoid Shangguan Zhiqiu's fair-skinned hands, but he was held down steadily, and he had to smile awkwardly: "The student doesn't need Mr.'s help for the time being, so Mr. won't bother." ”

Shangguan Zhiqiu glanced at Ye Chenfeng's emaciated body with a little deep meaning, and seemed to understand something, so he no longer insisted. Ye Chenfeng's heart was sluggish when he saw this, could it be that Mr. Shangguan was aware of Uncle Tiger's existence?

Fortunately, Shangguan Zhiqiu didn't break anything, but said slowly: "I haven't exchanged letters with your master for many years, and the reason for this is that Gu Changan is secretly obstructing and hijacking the letters between the two of us.

Although the two of us were angry, they were weak, so we had to swallow our anger. Presumably, you have been frequently visiting your master these days, and you have already been targeted by people who are watching, so you must be cautious when you go out in the future. ”

Ye Chenfeng was shocked in his heart, and thought of the strange feeling before, and suddenly realized that it was Gu Lao Dog who was not dead and was secretly making a hindrance. He even sent someone to monitor the whereabouts of me and Li Lao, and his heart is damned!

After parting with Shangguan Zhiqiu, Ye Chenfeng had two thoughts in his heart.

One of them is to secretly sigh at Mr. Yu's appearance, and her contemporaries Li Lao are all dying, but Mr. is not less beautiful.

However, it was such a strange woman with a beautiful posture who chose a person like Li Lao, who had no status and had an extremely strange temper. Thinking about it, it can only be that he fell in love with the simple and kind heart of Li Lao like children.

Second, Ye Chenfeng, who was only a seventh-level celestial scholar, was actually beating Gu Chang'an, who was a sixth-grade low-level refiner and a Tianzun powerhouse, in his heart!

Along the way, Ye Chenfeng sensed the snooping aura that annoyed him again, and when he quickened his pace, he swept towards the stone pillar of Tongtian.

After all, he is only a small seventh-level celestial warrior now, don't talk about Gu Changan, even for these people sent by Gu Changan to monitor, he is nothing.

When Ye Chenfeng held back his anger and left the Instrument Pavilion, a black shadow withdrew his gaze, and then returned to inform Gu Changan of the matter without any mistake.

Gu Changan didn't say much, but with a cold face, he ordered someone to hold a gift box as towering as a hill and follow him to visit Shangguan Zhiqiu.

Although he has been here countless times, every time Gu Changan does not want to take this place for himself, or take the people who live here for himself!

At this moment, he took the gift from the servant's trembling and frightened hands, and walked slowly into the secluded courtyard, the cold countenance on his face gradually faded, and a smile that seemed gentle and kind came to him.

He gently clicked the knocker and asked in as soft a tone as possible, "Zhiqiu, have you slept?"

After half an hour, a somewhat impatient and indifferent voice came out: "Sleep, please go back." ”

Gu Changan was not annoyed, but smiled gently: "I brought your favorite white fungus soup and many precious medicines today, I will leave it outside the door, and you can pick it up by yourself tomorrow." ”

There was not a word in the house.

Gu Changan sighed, gently put down the mountain-like gift boxes one by one, glanced at the door again, and then quietly retreated.

When he turned around, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually converged, but the rich haze lingered.