Ma Menglu looked at Chang Nianchun, who was excitedly medicating his disciples, his eyebrows were full of inexplicable envy, and then he turned his head to look at Meng Lao, hesitated for a long time, and finally said cautiously: "Senior...... Can you sell some of this medicine to a little woman? ”

Meng Lao didn't make a sound when he heard this, and gave him a waiting gesture, and then his left hand held the right hand with two fingers together again, and slowly nodded to Feng Jin's eyebrows attentively.

Ma Monroe also carefully looked at this young man who was so carefully cared for by the half-saint seniors, it doesn't matter if she doesn't look at it, this look, her eyes can't be taken off anymore.

How can there be such a beautiful man in this world? Women dressed as men? For a while, Ma Monroe's mind was full of questions.

At the moment when Meng Lao's two fingers touched the center of Feng Jin's eyebrows, a strong wave of qi swept away, and then time seemed to stand still for a moment, and the heaven and earth qi around the two of them suffocated suddenly.

Immediately after, the Heaven and Earth Qi Machine seemed to have found a funnel, and slowly formed a whirlpool. Everyone present was shocked by this vision, the cultivators swallowed the qi of heaven and earth to nourish their bodies, but how could there be such an unimaginable scale?

The whirlpool of qi that was visible to mortals appeared out of thin air, and instantly shocked everyone's scalp numbness, and just by looking at it, they seemed to be able to sense that if this air flow washed into their bodies, I am afraid that they would be able to annihilate in an instant!

Just when the whirlpool gathered to a bottleneck and was about to plummet for thousands of miles, Meng Lao raised one hand to the top of his head, and countless dense lines appeared out of thin air, spreading sharply from the palm of his hand, covering the entire heaven and earth cyclone in an instant.

Then Meng Lao raised the hand above his head and squeezed it hard, and the dense lines like a chessboard instantly solidified, just like something that really existed between heaven and earth, suppressing this sudden heaven and earth cyclone alive.

At this moment, Feng Jin suddenly opened his eyes and breathed in the air one after another, like a drowning person.

Meng Lao woke up when he saw Feng Jin, and with a wave of his big hand, the chessboard with a radius of 100 zhang disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

This scene simply made everyone present suspect that they were living in a dream, and this bizarre ability that defied common sense once again refreshed everyone's understanding of power.

What can be done by mortals is for power.

Is it a demi-saint that mortals dare not think of?

It is rumored that the saint follows his words, as if he is the ruler of the world, so what kind of heavenly power should it be?

It is rumored that during the riots, the Xia Kingdom went on a northern expedition to the Warring States and killed all the way to the capital of the Northern Heavenly Emperor, killing the saint and staining the emperor's flag with blood, what kind of situation should it be......

Just when everyone wanted to get into trouble, Feng saw that Feng Jin had recovered, and pounced directly on him and gave him a big bear hug.

"You are a little rookie in the Pure Realm, you are so strong that you still like to be in the limelight, wouldn't it be good to let me go in a fight, what are you making a fuss about!" Feng Mou looked at Feng Jin, who had just woken up and looked confused, and punched him in the chest and feigned anger.

Feng Jin touched his head when he heard this, and then looked around blankly, and inadvertently saw Ma Monroe who was looking at him intently, and Feng Jin inexplicably said "so beautiful".

Everyone followed his gaze to look at Ma Monroe, whose face was covered with blood and dirt, and her hair was scattered, and couldn't help frowning, is this called beauty? It's not an exaggeration to say that she is embarrassed.

Ma Monroe was instantly at a loss when she heard this, her face covered with mud and blood was hot, and she was already ashamed to be praised for her beauty by such a beautiful young man, not to mention how she looked good now.

Feng had a certain brain melon that popped into Feng Jin's head, and scolded with a smile: "Okay, you are a killer, you can't be washed out by the power of the source, when you see a girl, you say that people are good-looking, why didn't you find out that you were still a pervert before!"

Dream on the side added a heart-wrenching sentence one day: "Could it be that Master, you always broke his brain?"

Meng Lao glanced at Meng Tiantian and Feng meaningfully, smiled without saying a word, and then put his eyes on Feng Jin, and asked, "Xiao Jin, how is it, there is nothing uncomfortable." ”

Feng Jin touched his head and said with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong with me...... Oh, I remembered, I rushed back to save the disciples of the Longshan Sword Sect!

And then...... Flew into the sky...... I performed the swordsmanship that my master taught me!

And then...... It was easy to complete the 'borrowing strength' in the mouths of the master and grandfather.

And then...... I don't know why I passed out all of a sudden, it felt like a dream......"

Feng Mou was relieved when he heard this, and then looked at him with a wicked smile and said, "It's a spring dream, Ah Jin." ”

Feng Jin suddenly became angry, and said angrily: "Do you think I'm Brother Nan, if you're thinking nonsense, I'll tell you about wetting the bed!"

Meng Lao coughed lightly twice when he heard this, and motioned for Feng Jin to stop the topic. Mengtian on the side suddenly became extremely excited, and sat beside Feng Jin like a curious baby, pricking up his ears to listen to the following.

Feng Mou's lungs exploded at this time, and the two of them did have a time when they slept together when they were young, but he had never wet the bed since he was a child, let alone him, which child who practiced martial arts since he was a child would wet the bed?

was so badly made by the wind, the wind instantly jumped like thunder and fought with it, and the two of them rolled around on the ground for a while, and the scene was very amazing.

Although Chang Nianchun on the side sat cross-legged on the ground pranayama and meditated, his closed eyes suddenly opened a small invisible slit, and his eyes were inclinated eighty degrees astonishingly.

Picking hair, picking clothes, picking nostrils, spitting...... In short, they unlocked countless attack methods that were beyond their cognition.

I don't know how many times I rubbed my eyes during this day, and kept looking at my surroundings, and I wondered if I was home.

It wasn't until the direction of the two attacks began to turn to the next plate, Meng Lao finally couldn't stand it anymore, got up with a black face and let out a heavy "cough cough", the two finally stopped fighting, but they still glared at each other angrily, and they were unwilling to give up.

Meng Lao scolded lightly: "Don't get up yet, Xiao Jin, when did you become so rude, have you forgotten what your master said not to give up your mind at any time?"

Hearing this, Feng Jin instantly turned into a coquettish look, and got up with a smirk and said: "Sober and grinning grandpa, this doesn't deliberately put the IQ on the level of the roots of the tree, and experience the feeling of having no brains, so that you can better understand the disadvantages of not having a brain." ”

A word was sacrificed, like a purple gold hammer that had been cultivated into the heavens and the earth collapsed, and smashed on Feng's heavenly spirit cover, making him lose his mind in an instant, and he just wanted to ravage Feng Jin.

Hearing this, Meng Lao glared at Feng Jin fiercely, raised his hand and held it weakly, lifted Feng Mou up out of thin air, carried it aside, and reprimanded: "Being cut off by a word, so reckless, what kind of system." ”

Feng Mou said with an aggrieved face at this time: "Menglao, do you listen to what Ah Jin said, is that human, and I am angry." ”

Feng Jin was alone there, and even made a grimace at him, which almost made him lose his mind again.

Meng Lao said with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "The eldest husband's head can be broken and bleeding, and he can't listen to a word?" It's okay to learn more from Xiao Jin, if you have half of Xiao Jin's intelligence, you will be more in the sky now." ”

Feng wanted to cry without tears when he heard this, and it was true that the husband's head could be broken and bleeding, but what does this have to do with accepting others to slander him for wetting the bed and being indifferent.

What's even more impressive is that half of Xiao Jin's intelligence has already been changed?

What does the path of cultivation have to do with intelligence, looking at the simple expression beside him, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he lacked roots.

Didn't Meng Lao know that the young man in his mouth, who was half as smart as himself, was still a rookie who hadn't even entered the door of cultivation, and Lao Shizi's "Purification Realm"?

The more Feng thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and the corners of his mouth had already reached the sky.

Grandpa, you're quite a double standard!

(Kneel and beg all the officials to recommend the collection!)