Time flies by like water.

Late autumn has passed, and the trees on the Boundless Mountain have become bare and desolate.

On the edge of the cliff in the back mountain, the young man closed his eyes tightly and half-lay in the tent, very leisurely.

Since the sect began to be rebuilt, he has lived here temporarily.

In the name of doing penance and enlightenment on the top of the mountain, in fact, it is impossible to endure all kinds of noise caused by the reconstruction of the sect.

The precipitation of nearly a month has given the young man a touch of perseverance on his delicate face.

The heart that was originally a little impetuous has also become calm.

Ling Feng, a young man who is still young, is transforming towards a qualified head role.

"Quack-quack!"

A wild goose suddenly flapped its wings and flew up from the cliff, taking advantage of Ling Feng's inattention, snatching the chopsticks in front of him, and then happily calling to fly away.

"Ahhh

Ling Feng pointed to the background of its arrogant departure, and roared: "Big bird, you came to steal chopsticks again, this seat is going to castrate you!"

The geese flew down the cliff and disappeared.

"Whew. ”

Ling Feng took a deep breath and tried to stabilize his emotions, hinting to himself, "As the head of a faction, how can you be as knowledgeable as an animal. ”

"Click!"

Ling Feng opened the wooden box containing the food, which contained the delicacies of fresh color.

It's all made by my sister, and now I can only eat it with my hands.

"Smack!"

When Ling Feng was just about to get his hands on it, a white half-solidified goose produced a filth that smashed on his rice like a precise guide, splashing out a scattered flower.

“......”

"Ahhh

......

"I don't know when the renovation will be completed, and the noise seems to have been a little quieter in recent days, and I can't hear it anymore. ”

Standing beside the cliff, Ling Feng sighed helplessly.

It's quiet here, but sometimes it feels so windy that it's messy.

Looking up, the sky was overcast, and it looked like it was about to snow.

If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing?

Extracting a bottle of Moutai Aging from his consciousness and pulling out the stopper, Ling Feng put it under his nose a little excitedly and sniffed it lightly.

A rich aroma emanates from it, which invigorates people's spirits.

There are a total of six bottles of this wine.

Remembering the way he and his friends mingled in his dream that night, Ling Feng smiled nostalgically.

Sniffing the intoxicating aroma of wine again, Ling Feng poured a little into the lid of the cup.

Although Moutai is good, you can't be greedy.

As soon as you take the wine, a subtle softness spreads in your mouth.

The taste of Moutai that has been extracted and transformed by dreams is better, and it is quite beneficial for cultivation.

After a while, the pure energy contained in the wine began to dissipate everywhere in the body.

A flush rose on his face, and Ling Feng felt his body warm.

Ling Shi ran the Dream Returning Mind Method and began to refine the energy contained in the wine.

The aura around him suddenly became active, and a steady stream of them poured into Ling Feng's skin.

The feeling of being intoxicated is far from being as tormenting as the first time, on the contrary, it makes people feel comfortable.

"Is it finally time to break through?"

Feeling the aura in his body that had reached a critical point, Ling Feng said secretly.

Regardless of the dust on the ground, sitting cross-legged, Ling Feng's gestures changed, and he formed a cultivation handprint.

With the high-speed operation of Ling Feng's Mental Method, the aura in his body that had stopped refining began to shrink rapidly, and then further strengthened his physical body.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, and the sharp pain from the breakthrough made his muscles bulge.

"Ahh

Ling Feng let out a miserable scream.

As the screams dissipated, the swelling in the body suddenly disappeared.

Instead, there was a sense of emptiness, and the aura that could not squeeze into his body was now rushing into Ling Feng's body like opening the floodgates.

Ling Feng lay flat on the ground, breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling violently.

With the help of the auxiliary cultivation things occasionally extracted from the Dream Realm, Ling Feng finally managed to break through to the Seventh Rank of the Strong Body Realm.

After breaking through, Ling Feng could feel a stronger sense of familiarity with the aura in his body.

However, he still can't master and use them, and only by breaking through to the realm of monks can he turn the aura into his own use.

Ling Feng slowly closed the lid of the wine, and his little face returned to the whiteness he had just now.

turned his head and saw Zhang Xiaoya trotting on the mountain road.

Running along the path to the top of the mountain, Zhang Xiaoya's gaze swept towards the oncoming Ling Feng.

Why does Senior Brother's strength seem to be stronger again.

"Senior brother. ”

Zhang Xiaoya stretched out her hand and handed Ling Feng a wooden box, and said with a light smile: "This is your meal tomorrow." ”

"I can't wait for tomorrow, and Big Bird has just defecated on my dinner again. Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

"It's okay, I'll send it to you tomorrow. ”

Zhang Xiaoya chuckled and said, "By the way, this is a letter from Uncle Lu." ”

In those days, there were no communication devices, and communication was carried out only by letters.

Due to its remote location, Wuya Mountain does not have a post station, so it can only let Uncle Lu, who occasionally transports materials, act as a messenger.

Taking the letter handed over by his junior sister, Ling Feng opened it and read it cursoryly, and then put it in his arms.

The letter was sent by Que Gang, and the content was very simple: Uncle Que misses you... of the wine.

Ever since the last time he gave him a papaya, and gave him a small bottle by the way, this guy has been madly obsessed with his wine.

He pretended to "take" a bottle of Red Star Erguotou from his arms, and said with a smile: "Let Uncle Lu give him this." ”

Compared with the mellow Moutai, Que Gang prefers the fierce two-pot head.

"That's right"

After a pause, he continued: "This bottle of wine costs a thousand spirit stones, let Uncle Lu bring it back next time." ”

"But Uncle Lu won't come back this time. Blinking her smart eyes, Zhang Xiaoya smiled.

Hearing this, Ling Feng was suddenly stunned: "Not coming back?"

"That's right, the sect has been completed, what are you going to do when you come back? ”

"Done?"

Ling Feng frowned and said, "When did it happen?"

"Two days ago. ”

Zhang Xiaoya pouted and said, "Just now Uncle Lu brought the last piece of furniture and left, and those hired workers returned to Shangyang Town two days ago." ”

Hearing this answer, Ling Feng suddenly felt that he was so messy.

"Senior brother, it's not that Xiaoya is hiding it from you, if there is nothing important, I can't easily disturb your cultivation, this is what you explained. Zhang Xiaoya said softly.

"Uh..."

Ling Feng rubbed his hands a little embarrassed.

Originally, I just planned to be a hands-off shopkeeper and clean for a few days, but I didn't expect to sleep in the open for two days.

"I have gained a lot from this penance for my brother, but the affairs of the sect cannot be presided over by no one, so I will 'return to Luan' today. ”

Ling Feng rolled up his own cover, and took Zhang Xiaoya to run excitedly down the mountain.