Cui Weiming got up in the morning, stretched, rubbed his eyes and slashed into the hole.

I saw that Feng Xiaohan had fallen asleep, and I wanted to come and stay awake all night.

Cui Weiming shook his head slightly, even if his vitality is sufficient, but his spirit is exhausted and his knowledge of the sea is exhausted, where can he still have the strength to continue cultivating or break through the realm?

He originally wanted to laugh at the other party after waking up, but he suddenly realized that the aura in the cave was much thinner, and the wall formed by the formation at the entrance of the cave was also much weaker.

Cui Weiming raised his eyebrows and said in his heart: "What's the situation?" ”

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Qingzhufeng diners are in the middle, and the big white fat man is gobbling up, but the fat body has obviously lost a lot of weight, and a few edges and corners can even be vaguely seen on the face.

The sick seedling was sitting not far away, and Lu Yingfeng didn't know where he went.

The big white fat man put down the roast chicken in his hand and sighed: "Xiao Han likes roast chicken the most, but he has disappeared in the past few days, have you seen him recently?"

Sick Yangzi thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's not just him, I rarely see He Xirou, it is said that he is in retreat, and the closed disciples of other peaks are said to have rarely appeared recently. ”

The big white fat man thought of a possibility and said, "Could it be that the date of the Changming Sect's martial arts competition is approaching, and they are all hiding to cultivate powerful methods?"

"It's possible, but even if you teach a powerful method, you won't even be able to see a figure. ”

The sick seedling turned to the back of the cabinet and asked, "Zhao Zhang, Xiao Han hasn't been to the restaurant for a few days." ”

"It's been three days, he didn't come, we were all a lot more relaxed, and there were a lot of ingredients left. ”

Zhao held his stomach with iodine, put the spatula on the cabinet, tapped the counter with his left hand, thought about it and said: "But Xiao Rou'er has come a few times in the past few days, packed a lot of roast chicken, it should be sent to Xiao Han, but I also asked for a pot of turbid wine, I don't know who it was for." ”

The big white fat man nodded and said: "It is said that the fifth elder has a set of drunken swords, and he uses the strength of wine to break the sword momentum, but his old man has always only drunk his own bamboo green wine, could it be that the wine was brought to Xiao Han, and he wants to pass on this set of peerless swordsmanship?"

The sick seedling shrugged, said that he didn't know, and expressed his admiration for the brain hole of the big white fat man.

Zhao Zhangspoon was lying on the Taishi chair, his eyes closed slightly, not knowing whether he was meditating or snoring.

The drunken sword sounds extremely ordinary, but it actually does not belong to the powerful sword technique of Wanqiu's sword technique, it was created by Chen Feng when he cracked the void, and it is in line with the meaning of the Heavenly Dao.

This set of swordsmanship requires you to realize the sword intent in a hangover, and to comprehend the true meaning of it through the chaotic but huge thinking consciousness after drinking.

Feng Xiaohan has only been in the sect for a long time, and his cultivation is not enough, how could Chen Feng pass on his drunken sword?

But the big fat man did guess one thing correctly, Chen Feng was indeed passing on this set of swordsmanship, but the other party was not Feng Xiaohan, but He Xirou.

In Chen Feng's courtyard, He Xirou sat on a boulder in the garden, her face was red, and there was a hidden smell of wine on her body, which made the whole person look more beautiful and attractive.

Chen Feng stood not far away with his eyes closed, feeling the subtle changes in the aura on his beloved disciple's body, touching these aura with his divine sense, and after a little guidance, He Xirou was gradually able to appreciate the ethereal sword intent that existed in the dark.

Although the Drunken Sword and the Wanqiu Sword are equally powerful, the difficulty and threshold of cultivation are very different, the sword momentum of the Drunken Sword spreads out like mercury, pervasive, and the perception of the Dao Law of Heaven and Earth needs to be understood more deeply, so the minimum threshold for practicing this set of sword techniques is Dongyu.

Wanqiu sword focuses on the mind, Duqiu located in the lake on an overseas island, different people will have different perceptions in the face of this scene, and the same swordsmanship will produce different sword intent.

Whether it is an unforgettable loneliness or a quiet and leisurely hermit, it is all in the thoughts of people who look at the scenery, and they don't need much understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, so the spiritual realm can be used.

What a pity that Rou is the spirit of the purple cloud, analyze the mystery of heaven and earth by himself, and it is very simple to practice this set of swordsmanship, after noting down the route of the vitality and the sword moves, it can be easily learned with a little guidance.

On Changhong Peak, Liu Panpan is still snuggling up to Chen Xueer and visiting the scenery of Changming.

Time passed through my fingers, and two days passed in a flash.

Feng Xiaohan sucked the spirit in the spring water in the cave every night, and he found that the white fish here were nourished by the aura, and the power contained in the flesh and blood was no less than that of ordinary demon beasts.

Thereupon......

He ate all the white fish in the cave.

Cui Weiming woke up the morning before and found that the spring was full of fish bones, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he said in his heart: "This stinky boy is so hungry?"

Then he found that the aura in the spring water was even thinner, and Feng Xiaohan's cultivation had actually been raised to the realm of transforming spirits.

But Cui Weiming had never cultivated the formation, and he didn't know that the formation eye of the cave entrance formation was in the water, and it was maintained by the aura in it, so he didn't stop it, but marveled at Feng Xiaohan's whale absorption method.

"What comes out of the Savage Domain is different, it's really a little pervert. ”

Cui Weiming sighed and said: "If this kid is not a disciple of Changming, I will cut it to death, so as not to live in the world and hinder the eyes of ordinary people." ”

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The remaining wild chrysanthemums in the fields of the town have been picked, Zhao Zhangspoon is worthy of the name of the king of chrysanthemums, the wild chrysanthemums picked are the best products, and after the best tea craftsmen in the town process and dry them, they will become tribute wild chrysanthemum tea.