At the end of the month, Feng Zao got the letter, and in the hazy dark red morning light, he rushed to the main vein of the Earth Fire Spirit Vein to find the grandfather who was the patriarch.

This is her prerogative, the main vein ashram once a month to practice.

However, seeing the group of people in front of him, Feng Zao calmly turned around, ready to change his path.

"Feng Zao!" shouted a shrill voice behind him, "What are you running to see us?"

Seeing that Feng Zao had no intention of turning around, he just walked forward, and his voice was twice as high, "Feng Zao, we want to celebrate Feng Jing's promotion to the early stage of painting patterns, will you come?"

Feng Zao paused, turned around, and saw the fat figure surrounded by a group of teenagers in the center.

She smiled and said, "Congratulations, Feng Jing." ”

Feng Jing's chubby face was upright, and he nodded expressionlessly.

Feng Zao didn't care about his somewhat indifferent response, smiled at the others, and walked forward.

When passing by, the girl beside Feng Jing frowned, stretched out her hand to pull her, and said sharply: "Feng Zao, you haven't answered me yet!"

Feng Zao stopped, looking at the little girl with a thin body and a round face in front of her, she was a little helpless, she really didn't want to socialize more with these people of the same age, especially now that they already know something but are still naïve and ignorant.

"Zhenying, I still have something to do, so I won't get involved, you guys have fun. ”

Sensing the perfunctory in Feng Zao's words, Zhen Ying looked at the direction she was heading, and a fire suddenly appeared in her eyes, "Hmph, I don't know where you are good, the patriarch and grandfather open a small stove for you every day, and you don't even have this treatment for Feng Jing! ”

The expressions of the surrounding teenagers changed, and Feng Zao felt a faint rejection from them, but she was used to it.

Feng Zao didn't want to dwell on this issue, so he just smiled and left.

Zhen Ying couldn't get used to Feng Zao's lazy appearance, looked at the thin and straight back walking away in front of her, clenched her fists, and shouted angrily: "Feng Zao, don't you feel ashamed?

Feng Zao's footsteps didn't stop, and when he heard the laughter of the clansmen passing by, he wanted to laugh too, but he didn't feel a trace of bitterness, but he quickly relaxed.

God rewards hard work, Feng Jing was not also lamented that his talent was too high, but he took seven years to take that step, she is just a little more talented than him, and hard work will bear fruit.

Zhen Ying, who was jumping angrily, was stopped by the teenagers behind her, and some clansmen saw that she was still angry, and said with a smile: "Ah Ying, you are wrong, Ah Zao is not stupid." ”

A grinning voice interjected next to him: "If she is stupid, you are all little fools, and she also said that others are lazy, and when you see Ah Ying, you haven't studied well in the clan studies, Mr. must have said that the more geniuses have a higher starting point, it is difficult to break through." ”

Zhen Ying stomped her feet, tears were about to pop up in her eyes, and she screamed: "Where is she a genius, Feng Jing is also a genius, this is what you all said, but Feng Jing is now in the early stage of painting, how can she be like her, and like the three-year-old children in the clan, she has not even reached the foundation realm! I, I'm not bad!"

She was really aggrieved in her heart, why was Ming Ming Feng a big stupid and lazy person, no one said anything about her, but she still protected her so much, why?

Hearing this, Feng Jing's chubby face tensed, looking at Feng Zao's distant back, a trace of stubbornness appeared on his face.

The young man with long hands and feet pinched Zhen Ying's face, and laughed: "Ah Ying, you are still a child, you see that Fengjing has successfully built the foundation for less than a year, and you have advanced to the early stage of painting patterns, how many years have you been building the foundation, and now you haven't even mastered a flawless source pattern, and you haven't been able to break through the early stage of painting patterns." ”

"You can't understand that kind of peerless genius. There was pity in his voice, and he sighed in a low voice: "Such a genius is unimaginable to ordinary people." ”

What does it mean, Zhen Ying doesn't understand, what is a peerless genius who can't be understood.

But she understood very well that she was being laughed at.

Zhen Ying was very aggrieved and cried: "Uncle, you are also towards her, you are all towards her, wow-you bully!"

The young man who was still kneading his niece's face suddenly became in a hurry, even coaxing and persuading, but it had no effect, and finally fled without a sense of responsibility, leaving behind a group of teenagers who were helpless to accompany the crying Zhenying.

Feng knew the movement behind her, she could feel the pity from the clansmen, and the rejection of her peers was even clearer.

There is no way, in the simple world of young people, black is black, white is white, and it is difficult for them to understand and feel the situation of others.

is also cultivating, everyone else has already run out of a big section, and she is still standing still, without an inch.

Her hard work is unknown to others, and the eyes of the teenagers can only see the results.

In this way, she is an alternative among her peers, but in this way, she is still quite favored by her elders and enjoys special treatment that others do not have, which is also the reason why she is becoming more and more estranged from this group of peers who often play together when they are young.

She has so many things on her back that she doesn't have time to grow up carefree like a normal teenager.

Actually, she is quite envious of these peers.

If she had a choice, she would also be willing to live carefree like this.

Looking at Feng Zao, who was much more mature than his peers, the clansmen who were watching in the distance couldn't help but sigh, their faces showing sadness, and they only hoped that this child would work harder.

Feng Zao walked through the elder's house and came to the innermost patriarch's residence.

"Grandpa, I'm here. ”

According to the custom, the Chiyan clan is governed by two major descendants, the Feng clan and the Zhen clan, who take turns to govern every hundred years.

This generation is the patriarch of the Feng family, and the current patriarch is Feng Zao's grandfather, the eldest brother of his grandfather.

"Well, here it is! Why have you lost weight again......" The patriarch shook his head and urged, "Eat quickly!"

Looking at the table full of delicious food exuding a charming fragrance, Feng Zao's eyes lit up,

This is also one of her privileges, the Nine Spirits Meal, which is carefully prepared with carefully selected animal meat and different kinds of spiritual ingredients, is also a secret spiritual meal inherited by the Chiyan clan to this day, and it is of great benefit to those who practice Chiyan Spiritual Transformation.

She can't eat it a few times a year, and the preparation of the Nine Spirits meal is already extremely time-consuming, and since she has not really stepped into the cultivation, it will take a long time to completely digest a meal, and slowly let the body benefit, and eating too much will be harmful and unbeneficial.

The last time she ate it was two months ago, and thanks to the spiritual diet essence remaining in her body, she had made some progress in her cultivation and would not lose her body, Feng Zao secretly swallowed his saliva, and smiled and saluted the figure sitting in danger.