Yang Kai looked at the things in Tang Feng's hand, swallowed his saliva, and said, "A bottle of pulse washing water is worth at least 30,000 Wen, it's too valuable, I can't accept it." ”

"Don't talk nonsense with me!" Tang Feng threw the pulse washing water to Yang Kai.

Yang Kai is a bold person, and he has helped him sporadically over the years, and he has already spent more than 30,000 yuan.

"Okay then!" Yang Kai smiled, with this bottle of pulse washing water, within ten days, he would definitely become a second-stage Xuan disciple.

"Do me a favor, you send a small servant to guard the east city gate, and if you see the city lord entering the city, notify me immediately. Tang Feng said.

Yang Kai said, "Why are you eyeing the city lord again?"

"What do you think, that Nie City Lord is even more terrifying than Shi Kun. Tang Feng separated from Yang Kai and went straight to the Lu Mansion.

Lu Qingming was playing at the door of his house as he was yesterday, and this time he was led by two little girls carved in pink.

He stopped Tang Feng domineeringly, and said, "Let me introduce you, the one on the left is my eldest wife Mimi, and the one on the right is my little wife Susu!"

He said to the two little girls again: "This is my grandfather's eldest disciple, the puppet Dao genius, the great hero of the Fish and Dragon Gang, Tang Feng and Tang ruthless, you have to call him Uncle Tang!"

"Mimi (Susu) has seen Uncle Tang!" the two little girls actually bowed respectfully.

This Lu Qingming is definitely a talent!

Tang Feng smiled and walked into the Lu family, today Lu Qingyao did not carve a puppet body in the pavilion, but practiced a set of swordsmanship on the lake, the sword moved with the wind, and the skirt fluttered.

The round, plump buttocks that almost burst out of her clothes set off her soft willow waist and graceful posture to the fullest.

Perhaps feeling his gaze, Lu Qingyao put away his sword and looked back, his eyes were soft, revealing thousands of styles.

"Your square inch is close to Xiaocheng, and the next thing to practice is how to use it in actual combat, come and fight with me. Lu Qingyao said.

Tang Feng put the wooden box containing the purple ginseng on the stone table in the pavilion, and then walked towards Lu Qingyao with a woodcutter.

Judging from the aura that Lu Qingyao had just exuded, she should be a fifth-stage mystic disciple.

"I am a fourth-stage Xuan disciple, I have the special ability to increase my true qi, and my practice of the Wind Riding Sword Technique is close to the Dacheng realm. Lu Qingyao said.

Tang Feng had just killed a fourth-stage mysticist, but he knew that Long Eleven's fourth-stage could not be compared to Lu Qingyao at all.

Lu Qingyao just set his eyes on him, without showing any murderous aura, and gave him a lot of pressure.

As soon as the battle began, Tang Feng felt that the sword in Lu Qingyao's hand seemed to have become a fierce cold wind, but her whole person became a feather, moving with the cold wind, stabbing one sword after another, fast and light.

Tang Feng's sword technique, the first layer of Kiss of Death, is also close to Dacheng, and the attack power and lethality of Kiss of Death are far from being comparable to the Wind Riding Sword Technique.

In terms of attack martial arts alone, Tang Feng is obviously superior, but this is a battle on the lake, and the attainments of square inches are obviously more important.

Yes, the first time he collided with Tang Feng, he fell into the lake.

"Puff ......"

Tang Feng sank into the lake one after another.

He found that Lu Qingyao was too kind-hearted, and after beating him into the lake many times, he became more and more embarrassed, and his sword became softer and softer, so that Tang Feng didn't dare to attack hard.

"What are you two doing, playing at home? There was a cold drink from the lake, but it was Lu Baichuan who came.

Lu Qingyao playfully stuck out her tongue, and the attack became fierce again, and Tang Feng began to fall into the lake again.

As time passed, Fang Cun was honed step by step, and his cooperation with the Kiss of Death became better and better.

Finally, Tang Feng's square inch stepped into the realm of Xiaocheng, and it was difficult for Lu Qingyao to shoot him into the water.

"Grandpa is gone, let's rest. Lu Qingyao said softly.

Tang Feng saw that the time was late, so he changed into the clothes left yesterday, the clothes were washed cleanly, and there was a faint scent of soaphorn.

"Qing Yao, I went back yesterday and tried to carve a puppet inscription on the demon core, but I tried many times, but I failed, can you help me see what the reason is?" Tang Feng said.

"At first, the carving failures were basically caused by unskill. Lu Qingyao said this, but still looked at it carefully.

Seeing Tang Feng's bright eyes, staring at the demon core tightly, holding the Galaxy Knife in his right hand, skillfully drawing the inscription of the fiery horse puppet.

Lu Qingyao watched quietly with his chin in his hand, Tang Feng seemed to be shining all over his body at this moment, dazzling, and people couldn't help but lose their minds.

Her gaze involuntarily fell on his face, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose, sharp edges and corners, and the whole face looked cold and majestic.

The contour of his chin is perfect, the Adam's apple is a bit large, and his chest is much wider than that of his peers, giving him a very reliable and secure feeling.

Lu Qingyao felt her heart beat sharply......

She was afraid that Tang Feng would notice, so she hurriedly pressed her heart with her hand, took a deep breath, and looked down at the demon core in Tang Feng's hand, the inscription had reached the last stroke.

It's done!

"Click!"

The demon core shattered again like last night.

"The fiery horse puppet inscription you carved is extremely perfect, it is estimated that the three-stage Xuantu-level demon core I gave you is too ordinary to withstand such a perfect third-grade bronze-level inscription. Lu Qingyao took out a fourth-stage Xuantu-level demon core, "Try it with this demon core!"

This time, Tang Feng successfully carved and made the first puppet heart core on his puppet path.

"Congratulations on becoming a third-grade bronze puppeteer!" Lu Qingyao said with a smile.

Tang Feng also smiled and said, "The puppet heart core is ready, and the puppet body is also there, what should I do next?"

Lu Qingyao pointed out: "It's very simple, you dig a groove in the relatively hidden place of the puppet form, and put the puppet heart core into it!"

After installing the puppet heart core, Tang Feng closed his eyes, his mind merged with the inscription in the puppet heart core, and with just one thought, the inscription worked.

Suddenly, the carved wooden horse "came to life", and its appearance became exactly like that of a real horse, and to the touch, the body of the horse was soft and the same as a real horse.

He leaped onto the horse, and with one thought, the fiery puppet took a few steps back, and rushed forward, leaping with all his might.

The fiery horse golem jumped up from the pavilion in the middle of the lake and landed steadily on the edge of the lake.

"Interesting, this fiery horse puppet is like a part of my body......" Tang Feng didn't expect the puppet to be like this, no wonder the low-level puppet can only be manipulated by the puppet maker.

Tang Feng pressed the urge to stay in the courtyard and jumped down, cutting off the connection with the Fierce Horse Puppet, and the Fierce Horse Puppet returned to its original state.

"Qingyao, I'm leaving, see you tomorrow!" Tang Feng said.

Lu Qingyao pointed to the wooden box on the table and said, "You forgot to take this box." ”

"That's what I honored Master, and you helped me bring it to Master. Tang Feng said.

Lu Qingyao found that there was a hundred-year-old purple ginseng in the box, and couldn't help but be surprised, and after saying a few words to Tang Feng, he asked him to wait and left in a hurry.

"Grandpa, this is given to you by Tang Feng!" Lu Qingyao took the purple gold ginseng and came directly to see Lu Baichuan.

There are also Lu Baichuan's three sons in the house - Lu Yuanshan, Lu Yuanqiao, and Lu Yuanxi.

"Father, you have taken in a good apprentice!" Lu Yuanshan said with heartfelt emotion.

Before Lu Baichuan accepted Tang Feng as a disciple, he checked his family background, and the Lu family knew the situation of Tang Feng's family.

Just such an ordinary child, after getting a century-old medicine worth millions, did not think about selling it, but gave it to the master for healing, what kind of heart and bearing is this.

Originally, Lu Yuanxi had a lot of complaints about his father's way of sending his daughter Lu Qingyao to help Tang Feng cultivate, and he couldn't help but nod lightly at this moment.

In other words, he has a lot of property, and if he got such a century-old medicine, it would be impossible to take it out and give it away.

"Grandpa, with this purple golden ginseng and the fire butterfly, can your internal injuries be cured?" Lu Qingyao asked eagerly.

"It's a pity that it's seven or eight percent better...... Fire butterflies are too rare. Lu Baichuan sighed lightly, "Yaoyao, in the future, Tang Feng can enter and leave the library at home." ”

"Okay, I'll go tell Tang Feng right away. Lu Qingyao ran away with a smile.

After Tang Feng got the news, he was also secretly happy in his heart, this master is interesting enough.

In today's world, it is difficult for martial cultivators, who are from ordinary families, to learn subtle martial arts.

In fact, Tang Feng has officially started cultivating for more than two years, and he has been cultivating the Kiss of Death before, just because he can't look down on other big road goods.

"Our Lu family has a long history, and because of refuge and other reasons, we have lost a lot of cheats, but the martial arts that have been preserved now are all the best of the best. While leading the way, Lu Qingyao introduced Tang Feng softly.

As a result, Tang Feng looked forward to the Lu Jiade Library even more.