"My name is He Xirou, I will be your senior sister from today onwards, please ...... more" He Xirou squinted her eyes slightly, her cunning appearance was extremely cute, and she smiled: "Respect a lot!"

Feng Xiaohan thought for a while, looked at her and said, "This word should be the attitude that subordinates should have towards their superiors, or juniors towards their elders." ”

"Yes, I started earlier than you and was your senior sister, you should respect me. ”

Feng Xiaohan shook his head, although he was fluent, he was still not good at talking, and he didn't know if what she said was right or wrong, so he asked, "Where do I sleep at night?"

He Xirou is the pride of Changming Sect, and it is the pearl of Qingzhu Peak.

A teenager of unknown origin has moved into her garden, what kind of waves will this set off among the peaks?

But Xiao Rou'er didn't care, she just thought that such an interesting little ghost should stay by her side and have fun at any time.

But she didn't want such a wild boy to enter her boudoir, and thinking of what this guy had just done, she wanted to play tricks on him, and in retaliation, she pointed to the clearing in the garden and said, "Live there." ”

Immediately thought that Feng Xiaohan was arranged by Uncle Shi, and he couldn't go too far, so he changed his words and said: "Forget it, the lawn there is too humid in the morning, and it will get wind chill after a long time, so you can live in that room." ”

Feng Xiaohan nodded and walked in the direction she pointed. Pushing open the old door, there was a tooth-squeezing sound of "squeak~", obviously I hadn't oiled it for a long time.

He looked around the house and saw that there were only some firewood, straw, pots and pans, and that the floor was covered with dust and was very rudimentary.

This is a stove room, and the entire Changming Sect knows that the closed disciples of the five elders like to eat the bamboo shoot black chicken soup they make the most. So the five elders asked people to build a stove room in the Zizhu Garden.

Feng Xiaohan saw that the things in the stove room were similar to his own small cave, so he was kind, and turned back to He Xirou and said, "Thank you." ”

When he said these two words, he was extremely serious.

was so serious that He Xirou, who just wanted to play tricks on him, felt a little guilty.

She thought that her junior brother had survived alone since he was a child and had never had a good day, and suddenly felt pity again, and was about to say something, but when she saw Feng Xiaohan, she closed the door directly and ignored her.

He Xirou stayed in place for a long time, and then stomped her feet and went back to the house to sulk.

This is a typical little girl's mentality, delicate but capricious, the complexity is comparable to the avenue, who will not sigh among the countless good men in the world: women's hearts, needles under the sea?

But Feng Xiaohan is simple-minded and doesn't understand people, so he doesn't understand this, he only thinks that this cheap senior sister knows a lot about herself, and she actually found a residence that is so similar to the cave.

In the days when he came to the human world, Guo Mingzhe took him to live in the upper room of the inn, and he had never seen this kind of room, so he thought that it might have been specially prepared for himself.

Feng Xiaohan opened the wolf skin baggage, took out the animal skin that is usually used as a bedding and spread it on the hay.

After lying down, I looked at the blackened marks on the roof, and I was stunned.

......

Why don't you turn off the lights and go to bed, thinking that the master and the brothers take more care of her on weekdays, but now that the master himself is playing tricks on him like this, will the master be disappointed? Will the brothers not bring themselves osmanthus candy at the foot of the mountain in the future?

"Forget it, let's clean up the room tomorrow and arrange a decent place for him to live. ”

After thinking about it, she quickly fell asleep after a busy day.

And Feng Xiaohan, who had been eating and drinking for a day, had some insomnia, got up and opened the baggage again, took out the book of "Wanyan Divine Power" and read it carefully.

Guo Mingzhe said that if you want to be as strong as him, you must practice.

If you want to practice, you must have exercises.

The human race has walked the path of cultivation for 10,000 years, and there are many cultivation methods, each with its own advantages, and its quality is strong and weak. The unique exercises of the various forces were originally kept secret from the outside world, but the first order of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty after taking office was to summarize the high-grade cultivation exercises seized in the past, and write fifteen copies of the "Tang Dao Canon", which were spread all over the world, so that the mountain and wild villagers also had the opportunity to touch the way of heaven and create a prosperous era of cultivation!

Except for some families with special bloodlines, almost all human beings practice the same kind of exercises, but the practice route is slightly deviated.

The book in Feng Xiaohan's hand is exactly a cultivation method.

He read it word by word, and it took him a long time to finish the book.

When he finished reading the last word, the book emitted a golden light, burrowed into his palm, and ran back and forth in the twenty-four meridians in his body in the blink of an eye.

That is to say, this golden mangs ran in his body for twenty-four small Zhou Tian, confirming that his meridians were unimpeded, and then he entered the dantian, and after a big walk, he entered his spiritual consciousness sea.

Feng Xiaohan's sea of knowledge is not very vast, nor is it particularly quiet, but it has tenacity and heaviness that are different from ordinary people, which makes his sea of knowledge extremely strong, and it took Jin Mang a long time to get in.

Feng Xiaohan couldn't move because of the restriction of his meridians, and he couldn't even make a sound. I could only watch as the light bright enough to penetrate my skin swam through my body, and finally stopped at the center of my eyebrows.

He felt that his eyebrows were getting hotter and hotter, as if there was a little sun inside, but his limbs were gradually getting colder, like an ice cave.

This is the phenomenon that the vitality of the meridians of the limbs is extremely thin, and the golden light is rampaging in his sea of consciousness, and the pain is unbearable, so Feng Xiaohan subconsciously wants to gather all his strength to suppress the golden light.

It is a very dangerous thing to use the vitality to impact Zhihai, and it is likely to break Zhihai and turn him into an idiot.

But he didn't know what would happen if he did this, he only knew that he had to control the golden mang, and get rid of it completely.

The Yuan Qi went upstream, straight to the center of his eyebrows, and only hit it once, he felt the center of his eyebrows tingle, and it seemed that the pain had weakened a little, and then he controlled the Yuan Qi to launch an impact.

If it weren't for the extreme tenacity of the Savage Domain, I am afraid that he would have become stupid at this time.

The golden light seemed to be frightened, and it curled in a corner of Zhihai and shivered.

The pages in his hand were windless and automatic, making a rattling sound, as if begging for mercy.

Feng Xiaohan noticed that the golden mang was no longer making waves, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his breathing became a little heavy. He doesn't know how to control the method of vitality, and what he did just now was all subconscious, and at this time, the tense strings loosened, and the vitality automatically returned to its place, and it no longer hit the sea of consciousness.

Jin Mang thought that he had let himself go, and after escaping the catastrophe, he hurriedly withdrew from Zhihai, and at the same time affirmed Feng Xiaohan's qualifications and temperament.

Taking the initiative to hit Zhihai can be described as a suicide move, but Feng Xiaohan's ignorant action actually scared Jin Mang.

The four words "Wanyan Divine Power" in his hand gradually faded, and the handwriting on the book was gradually disappearing, but the golden glow in his body was even more dazzling.

The golden rays in his body even reflected the inner bones through the flesh and clothes, illuminating the entire stove room.

When the book in his hand was completely turned into waste paper, Jin Mangwu returned to Zhihai, only this time it no longer stirred up the wind and rain, but completely merged with Zhihai, and all the heat released was channeled into flesh and bones.

"Boom!"

There was a very dull sound in the house, but it was like a loud sound when a big wave broke the embankment and the mountain peaks toppled when they fell to the ears of Feng Xiaohan.

There were nine muffled sounds, and his flesh and bones had undergone nine transformations.

After the sound, Feng Xiaohan's body was hot and unbearable, but a stream of cool aura seeped into his skin, making him almost make a sound comfortably.

The aura passed through the jade-like bones and entered the meridians, not a single thing was wasted.

Quenching the body ninefold perfection, attracting spiritual energy into the body.

Feng Xiaohan achieved the spiritual realm overnight.

If Guo Mingzhe and the others are allowed to know, I am afraid that the Great Elder will have to pull off a few beards again.