After Zhang Yanchong's words were finished, the person was gone, Li Ting looked blankly at the direction where Zhang Yanchong disappeared, and muttered: "This kid is quite mysterious." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The night was late, and there were not so many people in the Lantern Temple, so of course Fan Yingying did not hold Zhang Yanchong's arm anymore, but obediently followed behind Zhang Yanchong and walked silently, just like Zhang Yanchong when she first came.

Fan Yingying still couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you explain that wound to Li Ting?" ”

Zhang Yanchong paused, stared back at Fan Yingying, and said, "Because I don't know what's going on." After that, continue walking, the main hall of the lamp god is in front.

Fan Yingying muttered, "You are so strange. ”

"Zhang Yanchong is really strange, his swordsmanship is so high, he actually said that he can't do light skills, and when dealing with this Bai Feng'er, he does not hesitate to use poison, what kind of person is he?" Li Ting was in a dark room, with the almost decomposed corpse in front of him, Bai Feng'er's cause of death was that he died of poison, Li Ting didn't expect Zhang Yanchong to be a master of using poison, in fact, Zhang Yanchong himself didn't know this, how could he have thought that his mana contained poison.

Li Ting really wanted to ask Zhang Yanchong in person why this was happening, but he couldn't touch Zhang Yanchong's person, because at this time Zhang Yanchong lived in the City Lord's Mansion, in that quiet courtyard.

Zhang Yanchong surprisingly did not cultivate, of course, this was not because of the night of lantern festivals, which made Zhang Yanchong tired and had no intention of cultivating, but because there was a pimple in his heart, which made it difficult for Zhang Yanchong to calm down.

Zhang Yanchong was lying on the bed, his posture was very comfortable, his fingers pointed to a certain place from time to time, but there were many flying insects in front of his bed, but these flying insects could no longer fly.

Zhang Yanchong's fingers were actually shooting out pure mana, how could those flying insects in the air dodge the attack of Zhang Yanchong, who had a keen spiritual sense.

The flying insects are dead, but Zhang Yanchong still doesn't understand, why he can kill people with mana alone, this is obviously not the ability of a normal cultivator, Zhang Yanchong has determined that this is the ability to appear because of that mana mutation, Zhang Yanchong is worried about whether the mutation of mana is good or bad, and whether it will affect his future cultivation, Zhang Yanchong only then felt that his understanding of cultivation is really shallow, at this time, Zhang Yanchong very much wants to have a teacher, so that he doesn't have to guess alone, Where did Zhang Yanchong go to find a cultivator to be a teacher?

In fact, the teacher has one, which is Zhang Yanchong's happiest thing tonight, because after returning to the city lord's mansion just now, the city lord has promised to let Qiu Fuzi teach him to read and write in order to reward Zhang Yanchong for his merits.

The night is coming to an end, Zhang Yanchong did not sleep, before dawn, Zhang Yanchong still got rid of all distracting thoughts, meditated and cultivated, Zhang Yanchong deserved to be a diligent cultivator.

The sun was shining in the early morning, and a ray of light shone on Zhang Yanchong's face along the dust in the air, Zhang Yanchong opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes was no less than the sun.

"Sure enough!" Zhang Yanchong said to himself with some ecstasy, "It turns out that every time I fight with someone, this magical power of perception will appear, it seems that if you want to cultivate quickly in the future, you can only fight more." ”

That kind of power of perception is naturally the kind that can make Zhang Yanchong's cultivation speed soar once before, Zhang Yanchong had guessed before, this kind of perception power appeared not accidentally, sure enough, after he fought with others, this kind of perception would appear, Zhang Yanchong suddenly recalled that when he killed a tiger for the first time, he also had this kind of feeling, but that kind of perception was too vague at that time, and it did not cause any improvement to Zhang Yanchong's cultivation, so Zhang Yanchong didn't care.

This kind of perception is obviously not a bad thing, Zhang Yanchong is very happy to have this kind of feeling, and at the same time he is also a little helpless, because he is not a person who likes to fight with people too much, but if you want to rely on this perception to cultivate quickly, you must fall in love with fighting, after all, there is no perfect thing in the world, Zhang Yanchong is not a person who does not know what to do, he suddenly found that fighting is actually not so annoying.

"I hope I'm the only cultivator with this kind of feeling." Zhang Yanchong thought, only in this way can Zhang Yanchong's superiority be revealed, Zhang Yanchong has always wanted to be superior to others, he was like that when he was a child, he wanted to be richer than the fat shopkeeper and become a cultivator, Zhang Yanchong wanted to become a stronger cultivator, which was also the driving force for him to cultivate hard.

Someone suddenly broke into Zhang Yanchong's courtyard, Zhang Yanchong found out that someone was coming, his expression was a little strange, he got out of bed and opened the door, and saw Fan Yingying stepping on the path between the green shades, walking towards him, the sun sprinkled on the girl's face, making her look more beautiful.

Fan Yingying didn't expect Zhang Yanchong to come out directly, and after being stunned, she said crisply: "Master Qiu is about to talk, why don't you go yet?" ”

Zhang Yanchong didn't expect that this daughter would come to call him in person, in fact, Zhang Yanchong has also discovered that since last night, this daughter's attitude towards herself is very different, and Zhang Yanchong himself also found that in the depths of his heart, there is also a seed quietly sprouting.

But Zhang Yanchong would rather hide this kind of sub, Zhang Yanchong behaved more calmly than before, and said, "I know, this is coming." After speaking, Zhang Yanchong really walked out and closed the door casually, as if he had already prepared.

So Zhang Yanchong walked in front of Fan Yingying, walked through the quiet path, and Fan Yingying followed behind Zhang Yanchong, like a well-behaved sister.

Out of the independent courtyard, Zhang Yanchong suddenly stopped, and Fan Yingying also stopped.

"Where?" Zhang Yanchong was silent for a long time before he mustered up the courage to ask this sentence, so Fan Yingying smiled and smiled happily.

Zhang Yanchong also felt funny, but he couldn't help but laugh, pretending to be cool, Fan Yingying really didn't dare to laugh anymore, she stuck out her tongue, and then followed Zhang Yanchong's appearance, cool, walked in front, Zhang Yanchong obediently followed behind her, like a disobedient younger brother.

The younger brother was snickering, he suddenly felt very happy, and Zhang Yanchong found that the seed could not be hidden at all.

Qiu Fuzi was still in that spirit, he stood in the water pavilion in the center of the small lake, looking at the water surface attentively.

Zhang Yanchong feels that this is indeed a very beautiful place, and the beautiful environment does have a kind of sobering effect, and people will learn things quickly in this environment.

The two of them took a boat to the water pavilion.

"Master, I've kept you waiting!" Fan Yingying was very respectful to the enemy.

Qiu Fuzi is indeed like a strict teacher, he only nodded slightly to the city lord's daughter, as a response, but when his eyes saw Zhang Yanchong, his face was a little gentle, and he said: "Su Xianggong is willing to be a student of my scholar, and he is really flattered!" ”

Zhang Yanchong also smiled in return, and said: "Master doesn't have to be humble, the so-called art industry has a specialty, and you and I have our own strengths." ”