A breeze swept across Feng Junhui's face, and the hair on his forehead fluttered with the breeze, and then, there was no more......

"Poof...... Please blow the wind a little harder, this wind can't even dry up the sweat. Hahaha...... "Feng Junhui thinks this hurricane is really funny."

[I, I...... I'm just injured! I'm a very powerful Dapeng Venerable!] The hurricane was so angry that even the self-title of "deity" was omitted.

"To sign or not?" Feng Junhui asked.

Gritting his teeth, but the birds don't seem to have teeth, and the hurricane finally reluctantly agreed. I comforted myself in my heart: I can bend and stretch to be a good bird!

Reluctantly, the hurricane began to make noises and began to recite the contract. Its voice was low and coercive with the coercion of a bird of prey, which made Feng Junhui feel shocked when he heard it. Then, a drop of blood flew out of the hurricane's forehead and went straight into Feng Junhui's hand. In an instant, a lot of messy information flashed through Feng Junhui's mind.

Feng Junhui's heart was already happy, but he didn't expect to be able to sign an agreement with this stupid bird. And this stupid bird is really honest about the contract beast agreement he signed. Now Feng Junhui can know all the thoughts of the hurricane, including the memory of seeing the hurricane. But the hurricane can't betray him, or he will be gone.

From the memory of the hurricane, Feng Junhui also knew that there was really such a thing as Xiuzhen, and this hurricane with a low IQ was really a Dapeng bird. It seems that its ancestor has a little blood relationship with the cheap maternal uncle of Rulai, Venerable Dapeng. It's just that it's so old that no one can settle it.

It is rumored that at the beginning of the universe when heaven and earth were in chaos, the phoenix gave birth to two offspring, namely Peacock and Dapeng. Later, both of them loved to eat people, and the peacock even ate Rulai into his stomach. If you rely on your own cultivation, you can cut its back and abdomen to escape. If you want to slaughter it, but the Buddhas think that if you come out of the peacock's belly, you should respect it as your mother.

Therefore, there is such an inexplicable peacock king mother. And the original Dapeng Venerable is the younger brother of the Peacock Ming King, so he is naturally the maternal uncle of Rulai. Dapeng is also evil, and even swallowed the people of a country. But later, under the enlightenment of the Buddha, he also began to do good.

This blood relationship cannot be verified, and these stories that have been handed down are naturally impossible to verify. However, there is one hurricane that does not talk nonsense, if it is not injured, it will be a matter of minutes. Unfortunately, it was injured, and it was not lightly injured.

Because of the blood of the hurricane, it has been adopted by cultivators since he was a child. The bird is two or three thousand years old. I don't know if it's stupid or born at the wrong time, in short, after so many years, it hasn't been able to transform. And his master fell hundreds of years ago with the depletion of the earth's spiritual power.

This bird was in the cave of its former owner, and a bird stayed for hundreds of years, and finally it was really lonely. Only then did it break through the formation laid by its previous owner and break out of it. Fortunately, hundreds of years have passed, and the power of those formations is no longer as good as before. But Hurricane was still seriously injured, and was sent to Feng Junhui by a small teleportation array that had lost its original position.

I don't know if the hurricane's luck is good or bad. It urgently needs to return to its original owner's cave to heal its wounds, and those treasures of its original owner are still in the cave! It's just that this stupid bird has memorized the formation to enter the cave, but has not memorized the route to get out, which is why it has stayed in the cave for hundreds of years.

It was precisely because Feng Junhui knew from the memory of the hurricane that there were still some treasures in the cave mansion that he was willing to go to the cave with this hurricane.

"Do you remember the location of the cave?" asked Feng Junhui, there were too many memories of the hurricane for him to read them all.

[Remember]...... Hurricane replied firmly, but his head was spinning, he hadn't played around the cave for years, and he really didn't remember much!

"Then where do we go up the mountain from?" Feng Junhui continued to ask, Kunlun had spanned several regions.

【Western Regions!】

"Western Regions?" Feng Junhui was stunned, this place name was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was for a while?

From Beijing to Xinjiang, it is almost a straight line distance between China, and the poor have no money to buy air tickets. He was also reluctant to spend money on air tickets, so he could only book train tickets online. Not catching up with the Golden Week and the Spring Festival is already the biggest luck, there are still a lot of tickets, and you can choose a seat at will.

Feng Junhui is ruthless enough to himself, such a long distance, it is thousands of miles, and it takes nearly two days to take the train, but he bought a hard seat. Simply packed his luggage, Feng Junhui also came on a trip that he said would go, which was the most capricious thing he had lived for more than 20 years.

It was not easy to sit on the train for dozens of hours in a row, and his feet were swollen, and Feng Junhui could only walk back and forth in the carriage. He was going to find a duffel bag to hide the hurricane, but he didn't expect it to be necessary. The others couldn't see the hurricane that followed him.

When one of his very curious neighbors came to borrow a blower, he suddenly entered his house, and Feng Junhui was still trying to explain the hurricane next to the bed. Unexpectedly, the neighbor ignored it directly, as if he hadn't seen it at all. This made Feng Junhui very curious, and asked Hurricane at that time: "He can't see you?"

......Speaking of this, the hurricane was also stunned, it stands to reason that mortals should not be able to see it, it is a spirit body that has been cultivated for thousands of years! Blinking his mung bean small round eyes, the hurricane looked Feng Junhui up and down, and asked suspiciously: [Lord, master, where are you sacred?] Monster cultivator? But why don't you have any spiritual power?

Feng Junhui's face was only a capital "confused". However, Feng Junhui gave full play to his humorous personality and replied stiffly: "It is said that my ancestor was a phoenix, and five hundred years ago, we were still surnamed Feng." ”

[The phoenix is my ancestor!] Hurricane wants to roll his eyes, a mortal, he still wants to have the bloodline of the Divine Bird? It's just wishful thinking, even his master can't! So weak, how can he lower the bloodline of their clan.

accidentally got involved with the stupid bird in front of him, and Feng Junhui's whole person was not good. If he knew what Hurricane was thinking, he would have a look at Hurricane. This stupid bird's bloodline, he dislikes it very much, okay?!

Although in the end, the man and the bird did not figure out what was going on, but this solved the problem of carrying the hurricane. The carriage was relatively empty, and Feng Junhui's nearly two days were not too miserable. Dragging his somewhat swollen legs, Feng Junhui finally got off the train.

It was already more than nine o'clock in the evening when he left the station, and Feng Junhui had just left the station with his bag and hurricane, and he was surrounded by a group of people and dragged him to a nearby hotel. Feng Junhui has nothing to pay attention to as a big man, so he found a small hotel for dozens of dollars and stayed in.

"The young man is a foreigner?" The owner of the small hotel, a big-bellied man in his forties, was idling while registering Feng Junhui.

Nonsense! I don't look like this accent like a local, right? Feng Junhui replied lightly: "Hmm." ”

"Alone?"

One person and one bird, can he say? But the boss's question made Feng Junhui a little vigilant, so he didn't reply to the boss.

The boss is also a clever person, and when he saw the expression on Feng Junhui's face, he knew that he had misunderstood what he said, and hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, young man, my old Cao is a serious business." It's just that I see the young man alone, how lonely it is to go out. We've got a couple of pretty little girls here, you know. If you need to, you can just open your mouth......" said the boss, and the boss smiled at Chong Feng Junhui.

Feng Junhui reacted at this time, feeling that this fat boss is pimping! The luggage on his body is really not worth a few dollars, and he is not afraid of encountering a black store. But in the end, Feng Junhui still refused: "My wife at home is checking her work hard." After speaking, he suddenly found that it is also a happy thing to have a wife to check the attendance, and the single dog was hurt by 10,000 points of his own excuse.

At night, there's what, the special services phone card is stuffed into his room through the crack in the door. Feng Junhui picked it up and looked at it, the girl printed on one side of the card was quite beautiful, but he couldn't lift his energy when he thought that no matter what he did, he was watching the whole process with a bird next to him.