For some reason, Shen Luofeng no longer called Shen Xuan 'Xuan'er', but replaced it with 'she'.

Feng Yi didn't pay attention to this, and after hearing this, he nodded solemnly, "I didn't think it was at first, but after nearly a month of separation, I really understood my heart." I like her, I can't find her, and I won't give up. ”

He said it resolutely, and Shen Luofeng listened to it clearly.

"I know very well what you say, what you say, I believe. ”

Shen Luofeng took a cup of tea, and then continued: "I only know two things, tell you now, what to do in the future, you decide." ”

Feng Yi listened intently.

"First, she's not my eldest brother's daughter, and I don't know who she is. I only know that her identity is very respectable and she has a great background. ”

Feng Yi was shocked, "Shen Xuan is not Shen Luoye's daughter, so who is she?"

Shen Luofeng shook his head, "Second, she may have left Yizhou, or she may still be in Yizhou." It's just that you can't go to her right now, if you want to find her, at least cultivate to the Huayuan Realm. ”

That night, the third mother-in-law suddenly came, killed Shen Luoye, and took Shen Xuan away.

A purple light disappeared into the sky, and Shen Luofeng saw it with his own eyes.

What kind of cultivation should a person who can transform into purple light and soar through the clouds and fog?

Quenching the body, internal breath, Xuanxuan, Huayuan, Bihai, Yuanti, robbery, shaping the road, and the extreme realm.

The nine realms of metaphysical cultivation, quenching the body is to refine the body, and the internal breath is to reopen the dantian.

But if you want to transform into a streamer and drive the clouds, you have to transform into a Yuan Realm.

Shen Luofeng thought that the third mother-in-law who took away Shen Xuan was at least a Xuan cultivator in the Yuan Realm.

His brother was killed by a powerhouse in the Transformation Yuan Realm, and although Shen Luofeng hated it in his heart, he could only hide his hatred.

Revenge is just an unattainable dream for him at the moment.

"Why can't I go to her?" Feng Yi asked.

Shen Luofeng had no choice but to tell him in detail about that night.

"Three mothers-in-law...... Ruthless Dao...... Transformation Yuan Realm Xuan Xiu ......"

After listening to Shen Luofeng's speech, Feng Yi looked at the candle flame on the table and muttered to himself.

After muttering, Shen Luofeng asked him with a cup: "Now, do you still want to find her to show your affection?"

Feng Yi gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, "Find, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, you have to find her." ”

"Good! Shen Luofeng praised it from the bottom of his heart, but after praising it, he returned to reality, "Although the affection is true, the truth is also very cruel." If you go to find her at this time, it will be difficult to take her away in the hands of the third mother-in-law. Therefore, if you want to find her, you can only cultivate hard, and only wait until one day you become a powerhouse in the Transformation Yuan Realm, so that you can be fearless of difficulties and eventually become a family. ”

Feng Yi nodded solemnly, then put down the cup and got up, hugged his fists and bowed, and sincerely thanked him.

For Shen Luofeng, he has a good impression.

Now that he has to tell Shen Xuan about it, his favorability has doubled, and he should also have this worship.

Shen Luofeng got up and helped Feng Yi up, his hands touched his arms, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

"Your cultivation?"

Feng Yi shook his head and chuckled, "It's okay, it won't take long to recover." ”

He smiled freely and casually, and Shen Luofeng no longer had any doubts, and after nodding, he pointed obliquely at the wooden chair.

The two sat down and exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Outside the sky, night had risen, and it was dark all around.

Feng Yi said goodbye to Shen Luofeng, and under the guidance of a yellow-clothed man, he came to a separate courtyard in the west courtyard.

The west courtyard is the place where everyone in the outer hall of the Gongsun family lives, and the separate small courtyard, only those who are in the first level of the outer hall are qualified to live.

The hierarchy of the second-rank forces is much stricter than that of the Longyin Sect.

This was specially prepared by Gongsun Yi for Feng Yi, and it was similar to the layout of the small courtyard where Shen Luofeng lived. There are two bedrooms, one master and one at a time, with a kitchen in the east and a toilet in the southwest.

The yellow-clothed man said goodbye and left, and Feng Yi walked into the brightly lit master bedroom.

As soon as I entered, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

Under the candlelight, a young girl in green clothes was busy making the bed and incense.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind her, the girl hurriedly turned around. After seeing clearly that the person who came was Feng Yi, Ying Ying bowed, "Childe." ”

Feng Yi stared at the girl kneeling on the ground, and for a moment he felt that his eyes were in a trance.

"Qing'er?"

He muttered to himself.

The fragrance in the air, the green clothes under the candlelight, the girl's soft but playful voice, and the pretty face with a little baby fat.

is so similar to Qing'er, even Feng Yi, who has been with Qing'er for more than ten years, couldn't help but feel in a trance when he saw it, mistakenly thinking that Qing'er was back again.

But after the trance, Feng Yi regained his clarity.

"Qing'er has long since left, she may have returned to the safety of the shark clan at this moment, followed the old shark powerhouse to learn the secret method of supernatural powers, become the saint of the shark, and be admired by the shark, how can she come to me again?"

A trace of gloom comes from the bottom of my heart.

Looking at the girl in Tsing Yi kneeling in front of her, although she is seven points similar to Qing'er, she is not Qing'er after all.

The eyebrows and eyes are not like each other, when Qing'er looks at herself, although there is respect in her eyes, there is more dependence and worship.

And the girl in front of her, while respectful, was wrapped in a slight panic.

And she is also a few years older than Qing'er, about seventeen or eighteen, with a bumpy figure, not as immature as Qing'er.

"Gongsun Yi has a heart. ”

There is no doubt that this girl in Tsing Yi was specially arranged by Gongsun Yi to take care of Feng Yi's daily life.

In such a short period of time, he was able to find a little girl who was so similar to Qing'er, Shen Xuan's sincerity and solicitation of ideas really made Feng Yi feel terrified.

How to repay the sincerity of fists?

Join the Gongsun family?

Feng Yi pondered deeply, but forgot that the girl in green clothes was still kneeling on the ground.

After a long time, Feng Yi finally made up his mind, "Join the outer hall of the Gongsun family, exchange the cultivation resources at the same time, and solve the disaster for the Gongsun family, so as to repay the sincerity of Gongsun Yi." ”

Retracting his thoughts, he found that the girl was still kneeling in front of him.

Feng Yi was apologetic and hurriedly stepped forward to float her.

Touching the girl's arms with both hands, Feng Yi clearly noticed that the other party's body trembled, as if he was very frightened.

Feng Yi chuckled softly, "You're scared of me?"

The girl stood with her hands down and shook her head.

Say not afraid, that's false. Because before coming here, Gongsun Yi had specially told her that even if Feng Yi asked her to sleep, she couldn't refuse.

This is the maid's life, a sad and helpless life.

However, after seeing Feng Yi's appearance, the little girl's heart was light.

is a very handsome son, and he is not very old, so he is at least not aggrieved when he serves him.

Feng Yi naturally saw that the girl's head was very insincere, and said with a smile: "I'm not a wicked person, you don't need to be afraid of me." ”

The girl nodded.

"What's your name?" Feng Yi walked to the table under the window, and just as he was about to pour tea for herself, the little girl trotted over and took the teapot.

The little girl is not very down-to-earth and generous, but she is a little restrained, speaks very little, and keeps hanging her head, not daring to look directly at Feng Yi.

Hearing this, he hurriedly replied: "The slave's name is Xuanqing. ”

"Xuanqing?"

Feng Yi nodded, "Not only are they similar in appearance, but even their names are similar." ”

Xuanqing is a competent maid, she didn't rest after pouring the tea, bowed to Feng Yi, and continued to be busy cleaning up the bed.

After a while, the bed was made and she went to the kitchen again.

Before the tea had passed, the reheated meal was served.

Feng Yi was indeed hungry, so he ate the warm tea.

Seeing Xuanqing standing aside and standing respectfully, he pointed to the wooden chair and said, "You also sit down and eat." ”

Xuanqing shook his head, "The status of a slave is lowly, how can she eat at the same table with her son." ”

Feng Yi frowned, he didn't like it the most for him to say that he was lowly. He treated Qing'er like that back then, and now he treats Xuanqing like this.

"I'm not a big boy, just a samurai. You serve me and do my laundry and cooking, and you have a lot of credit, so why not eat with me? ”

Xuan Qing still shook his head in fear, and Feng Yi's face was slightly gloomy.

The little girl was a little scared, so she had to be apprehensive, went to the kitchen to bring dishes and chopsticks, and accompanied Feng Yi to eat and drink together.

The taste of the dishes is not bad, and although the craftsmanship is not as good as Qing'er, it is not far behind.

"You did it?"

Feng Yi had a big heart, and after a full burp, he patted his belly and asked.

Xuanqing hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks and nodded respectfully, "The slave maid's craftsmanship is not beautiful, and the son is afraid that it is not very delicious to eat." ”

Feng Yi waved his hand, "The craftsmanship is very good, and the food is delicious." ”

Then Zhengse said: "Don't call yourself a slave in the future, I can't get used to it." ”

Xuanqing looked up at Feng Yi with doubts.

As soon as he put his eyes down, he seemed to understand how the son in front of him didn't have a son-in-law at all?

Is it true that he is not a son, as he himself said?

But if it weren't for everyone's son, how could Miss Yi attach so much importance to courtesy?

Yes, he is a martial artist, and his cultivation must be very high.

In a borderless world, the strong are respected. Your own cultivation is the hardest strength and the most noble identity.

After dinner, Gongsun Yi came.

The purpose is simple, to ask Feng Yi about his decision.

After receiving Feng Yi's affirmative answer, the girl said goodbye and left with joy, satisfaction, and excitement.

It's just that before leaving, he seemed to glance at Xuanqing who was standing on the side intentionally and unintentionally, and his eyes changed, as if he had an admonition.

Feng Yi never saw the eye contact between Gongsun Yi and Xuan Qing, and after he saw Gongsun Yi leave, he returned to the bedroom and opened the black cloth package sent by Gongsun Yi on the wooden table.

There are more than 10 kinds of medicinal materials in it, all of which can nourish the heart. There is also a dark iron medicine mill used for grinding various medicinal herbs, which is well-made, only the size of a sea bowl, which is very convenient to carry.

Feng Yi felt more and more that he owed Gongsun Yi too much, and he joined the Gongsun family, and before he had done an inch, he had all kinds of heavy gifts such as small courtyards, maids, and medicinal materials, how could he not be afraid?

What should I do if I am afraid? I should repay the kindness.

The easiest and most direct way to repay the favor is to work hard to improve one's cultivation, so that in case the grandson's family needs it in the future, so that he can go to the soup and go to the fire.

When sorting out the medicine and dividing the ratio between the lord and the deputy monarch and the minister, Xuanqing walked in with a basin of warm water.

"Childe, slave...... Xuanqing helps you wash your feet. ”

This kind of thing, Feng Yi has never even troubled Qing'er, how can he trouble Xuanqing?

Hearing this, he waved his hand again and again.

Xuanqing had no choice but to retreat and go to work.

Gongsun Yi should have consulted the alchemist of the Gongsun family when choosing the medicine, and the selected medicine was clear to the monarch and minister, and the main and deputy understood.

After the Fengyi ratio was completed, it was roughly estimated that two furnaces of Qi Replenishing Pill could be refined.

As for how much can be done, it all depends on the will of God.

Mental energy is the foundation of cultivating great compassion, and it is inseparable from the importance of mental fire.

The fire in the heart was replaced by the fire of life, and now that there were various medicines to nourish the heart, Feng Yi naturally couldn't wait to make alchemy, excited and nervous.

Close the door, close the window, and take out the black tripod from the sac.

Grind the medicinal herbs, match the monarch and the minister, and then place the black tripod on the candle flame.

The magic of the black tripod is strange, Feng Yi has already understood it.

Although the size of the Dan furnace is different from that of ordinary alchemists, the flame required for alchemy is very exquisite, and it must be the fire of Xuanmu burning.

In this way, it can only refine ordinary and unadvanced elixirs. If you want to refine the Rank Xuandan, you still need to break through to the Inner Breath Realm and mobilize the Yuan Force to trigger the flame temperature.

Heiding doesn't need the fire of Xuancai burning, ordinary fires can also be used, monstrous flames can be used, and a little candle seedling can also be used.

It's just that it is difficult to refine the Xuandan.

In fact, it's not that it can't be refined, at least back then, Master Xin Li used body quenching and cultivation to refine a product of Juyuan Dan.

The alchemy technique and fire control technique called 'Lingshu Sanyan' used by Xin Li were all passed on to Feng Yi.

But why did Feng Yi keep refining the Xuandan, and the reason for this was that he didn't have a deep understanding of the three words of the Lingshu.

The grinding of the drug is complete, and it is all in the black ding.

Pinching Ding's ears and placing Ding's body on the fire, Feng Yi looked at Hei Ding, and suddenly thought: "Since the fire of life can replace the fire of the heart to cultivate the Great Compassion Fu, can it also replace the fire of the heart to refine the pill and refine the weapon?"

Thinking of this, he immersed himself in the palace, communicated with life, and conveyed his thoughts.

The fire of life is very small, only the size of a speck of dust. There is no light and no luxury, if it weren't for the shroud of the fire in his heart, Feng Yi wouldn't even be able to discover its existence.

Mind communication, ordered the fire to drill out of the Jiang Palace, into the Tianchi, through the Tianquan, through Quze, Xingdaling, Youlao Palace, and finally stayed in Feng Yi's left hand in the acupoint.

The Zhongchong acupoint is the tip of the middle finger of the left hand.

pinching the ears of the black tripod between his fingers, the fire of life was retracted and shrunk, and a faint fire was emitted, which was added to the black tripod.

In an instant, the fragrance of medicine spreads and fills the room.

Feng Yi was surrounded by the fragrance of medicine, his eyes flickered, his eyes were full of excitement and excitement, and his face was full of joy and nervousness.

Although the fire of life is small, it seems to have infinite energy, and no matter how it shrinks, the fire will never be exhausted.

Feng Yi thought again: "There is a fire today, why do you need a candle?"

At that moment, the detective removed the black tripod from the candle flame, and secretly controlled the fire with his mind, manipulated the faint fire qi, and controlled the fire and alchemy in accordance with the method of 'Lingshu Sanyan'.

After half a cup of tea, the sound of "dripping" pills colliding sounded in the black ding.

Feng Yi knew that at this was the critical moment of Ning Dan, and there could be no mistake or negligence.

But the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and it was at this critical moment that the fire suddenly stopped.

After all, it was too small, and the fire energy contained in it was limited, and refining this furnace elixir was exhausted after all.