"Don't be formal, get up."

As soon as the Fire Spirit Daoist flicked his sleeves, Han Feng felt that his body was light, his waist was slightly straightened, and he stood up.

The Fire Spirit Daoist rewarded Yun Ting and Han Feng with swords, but at this moment, they left the eldest disciple Wu Yun aside. Wu Yun glared at Han Feng angrily, his eyes were full of resentment, and it was obvious that he blamed all his misfortune on this new junior disciple, Han Feng.

At this time, Han Feng was thinking about Xiong Kun's words, and he didn't know if what he said about "Fire Spirit Dao people don't have a good heart" was a joke, or if he really saw something. I wanted to ask in an echo, but I was afraid that my cultivation would not be enough, and I was discovered by the Fire Spirit Dao people, and I looked stunned for a while.

"Master, look at Senior Brother Wu, that look looks like he's going to kill, it's so terrifying!"

Xie Yunting moved lightly to the side of the Fire Spirit Daoist, leaned into his ear and whispered.

"Ahem, Yun'er."

Huo Lingdao coughed and turned to Wu Yun.

"Master, what do you command?"

Wu Yun's face changed, showing respect, and hurriedly replied. In this medicine sect, the only person Wu Yun respects is the Fire Spirit Daoist, and his own cultivation and alchemy techniques are all taught by the Fire Spirit Daoist, even though Wu Yun has a violent temperament, but he has indescribable gratitude to the master in addition to awe.

"These days, you have been in retreat and penance, and you have made progress, and I am very pleased with my teacher, and I have specially refined two Foundation Building Essence Pills for you to help you cultivate and improve."

The Fire Spirit Daoist stretched out his left palm, revealing two red cyan pills with rich spiritual energy.

"Wu Yun thanked Master!"

Wu Yun's face was excited, he stepped forward and knelt down, and took the two Jingjin Pills in the hands of the Fire Spirit Dao people.

"Get up."

The Fire Spirit Daoist flicked his sleeves, and Wu Yun also stood upright.

"Feng'er entered my medicine sect, although his cultivation is still shallow, he has other outstanding points, he must be closer to him in the future, and he must not be an enemy, can he write it down?"

The expression of the Fire Spirit Daoist was kind, although he asked softly, but he seemed to have an irresistible force, Wu Yun nodded, and motioned to respect.

At this moment, Han Feng was already grateful in his heart, he couldn't imagine that this Fire Spirit Daoist was so considerate of himself, looking at the fatherly and amiable appearance of the Fire Spirit Daoist, he couldn't help but strengthen his courage, took two steps forward, and said what he was most concerned about.

"Master, disciple Han Feng has been cultivating in the Immortal Mountain for more than three years, although he has tried his best, his qualifications are too poor and his progress is slow, I am really ashamed. Thanks to the great grace of the master, the disciples are grateful for not earning the foolish fortune of the disciples, and the disciples are grateful for the medicinal sect. Today, I saw that the master was approachable and generous, and the disciple had something to ask for. ”

Thinking of what he was asking for, Han Feng couldn't help but look apprehensive, and his voice trembled slightly.

"What's the matter? Say it. ”

"Master Xie. The disciple was born in the Great Xia Kingdom, and a few months ago he received a letter from his family, saying that the Southern Wei Kingdom was at war with the Great Xia Kingdom. My father, Han Wen, as a military general of the Great Xia Kingdom, led his troops to the battle, but it is believed that the Southern Wei Kingdom seemed to have the help of immortal cultivators, flying swords into battle, killing countless people, and the Great Xia Kingdom had already fallen into defeat. To this day, Han Feng doesn't know what the specific battle situation is. Han Feng was so anxious that he wanted to ask his master for ten days of leave, and return to Daxia to help his father defeat the invading enemy, so as to keep his family and country safe, and hoped that Master would grant permission! ”

Han Feng's eyes showed three points of anxiety and seven points of expectation, and he looked at the Fire Spirit Daoist, hoping that he could agree and return to Great Xia to see what was going on. These days, when you close your eyes, there is the Han family, and there seems to be a sense of foreboding in the dark, which makes your return more tangible.

(Brothers, Saturday double watch, a small climax is coming, do you recommend a collection?) )