The three of them forcibly reached a consensus.

To be precise, it should be Zheng Zhe and the old Taoist who are in agreement.

Luofeng is similar to nuclear weapons, and its main operation is deterrence.

Luo Feng, a disciple of the Shangqing faction, Zheng Zha, a disciple of the Shangqing faction, and his uncle and ancestor of the Shangqing faction, had a frank and in-depth exchange of views on the inheritance of the mountain guards and the belonging of the mountain guards who are of common concern, and reached an important consensus on the development of friendly relations between the two parties in the new era of free love in many aspects, and the meeting achieved important and fruitful results.

The master of the Shangqing faction pointed out that the Shangqing faction is a branch of the Zhengyi, not a true lineage, allowing free love, and giving great support to the freedom and thought of the disciples.

Luo Feng highly agrees with this and is willing to reach a friendly, friendly, and equal relationship with the Shangqing faction.

Luo Feng's wishes were very recognized by the uncle of the Shangqing faction, and invited Luo Feng to play, watch, and discuss the Tao to further promote friendship.

For a while, singing and laughing, and having fun.

The old Taoist promised that he would not interfere with Biqing's wishes and let him choose his inheritance freely.

"Uncle Shi has a broad mind, and he is really a virtuous person."

The matter has been resolved, Zheng Zhe's eyes rolled, and he sent it up without money

Even if it is the elders of the same family, it is not a matter of saying it.

"Zibu praises, what merit does the old way have?"

The old Taoist smiled on the surface, but after all, he was a hundred-year-old fox.

secretly speculated what Zheng Zha's calculations were.

It's hard to send the inheritance of the people who want to protect the mountain.

This...... Be cautious......

Luo Feng stood aside, didn't want to speak, and silently watched this commercial nonsense.

In an instant, between the words, the two mortal Dao people almost became the Taishang Dao Ancestor and the Lingbao Tianzun.

It's just that the thoughts of the old Taoist are all on Luo Feng's side.

After playing a tai chi, Zheng Zhe was fooled.

The old Taoist stepped forward and said with a smile: "Dare to ask where Daoyou came from, and what school did you inherit?" ”

"What kind of seniority is this?"

Zheng Zha complained silently, and then stretched out his hand to introduce: "This is the disciple's friend, a scattered person in the rivers and lakes." ”

"Scattered people?!"

The old Taoist was surprised, obviously not believing.

Such cultivation can be achieved by casual cultivation, unless it is really a celestial and a man who has come into the world, and the sages are reincarnated.

Luo Feng sighed in his heart, these days, no one believes the truth?!

As soon as his thoughts turned, Luo Feng said with a smile: "Brother Zheng doesn't have to hide his identity for me, I see that the old-timers are righteous and bright people, so I will speak up." ”

Zheng Zha: Meow?!!

I saw Luo Feng clasp his fists again and salute: "Changgemen, Luo Feng, meet the seniors of the Shangqing faction." ”

"This sect is a secluded sect, under the tutelage of the sword fairy Li Bai, who likes landscape style, so its reputation is not obvious."

"But Tang Li Bai!"

The old Taoist suddenly realized, no wonder Luo Feng's swordsmanship was superb.

Everyone in the world knows that Li Bai is a poet and one of the three uniques of the Tang Dynasty.

However, there are rumors in the Inhuman world that Li Bai is not weaker than Pei Min, the sword saint of the Tang Dynasty, and he is alone in the world with the Qinglian Sword Song in one hand.

Old man, I want to ask again.

Unexpectedly, Luo Feng said: "The door is secluded all the year round, and I don't participate in the affairs of Hongchen, so it's inconvenient to say more, and please don't blame the seniors."

The old Taoist swallowed his words back, you said so, what else can I do.

Although he was very curious about Luo Feng.

However, when it comes to secrecy, you can't get to the bottom of it, and you lose your identity.

As for the forced question, no kidding.

Not to mention, his own century-old Qing Xiu can't do such a thing.

Even if you do it, you can't beat it.

The old Taoist arched his hand and said: "Fellow Daoist, come often in the future." ”

Luo Feng nodded, and then returned to the back mountain with Zheng Zhe.

The matter was solved perfectly, originally, the romance drama that should have delayed dozens of episodes was perfectly completed within one day.

Luo Feng said that he was refreshed and had a good idea.

In order to be more energetic and comfortable.

Luo Feng will kiss this kid, pull him out and beat him.

…………

Looking at the little Taoist boy who fell in the snow, Luo Feng said slowly: "The matter of the mountain protector has been resolved, and the elders will not be entangled in this matter anymore." ”

Biqing raised his head suddenly, obviously his body was in pain, and it hurt to hook the corners of his mouth.

But he was laughing, and he was laughing happily.

Luo Feng walked away with his hands, he has always been upright and frank.

I never cared about the gossip of children's love.

…………

One day later, at night.

Biqing nervously knocked on the doors and windows and stammered, "Today...... Star...... Star...... No... Wrong, are you willing to ...... Follow...... Come with me to see the stars? ”

Luo Yuan raised his head and looked, the pitch-black sky, only a bright moon shone.

After being stunned for a while, he scolded fiercely: "Idiot! ”

…………

Three days later, spring is thick, and the smoke and rain are like a dream.

Luo Yuan forgot to bring an umbrella, entered a palace at random, prepared to hide from the rain under the eaves, and turned his head to look.

A pair of clear eyes, smiling sweetly, outside the house, still cold and windy, I don't know how long it has been following.

Biqing said shyly: "Your umbrella." ”

Looking at the wet little Taoist boy, Luo Yuan scolded angrily: "Fool! ”

…………

Five days later, the first snow on the top of the mountain had not melted.

The scenery is excellent and it is the time to enjoy it.

…………

Ten days later, down the hill alley.

Luo Yuan said angrily: "I don't care, this time it's your turn to buy the sugar gourd, and you won't let go of me."

Biqing thought about it, nodded seriously, and said, "Got it." ”

Luo Yuan muttered: "Got it, why are you tugging at the corner of my clothes." ”

Bi Qing was stunned: "I ......"

When the person was far away, he muttered softly, "I'm afraid you'll run away." ”

…………

Half a month later, Luo Feng's face was like frost, and he slapped the back of his hand fiercely.

Let your hands be cheap, let your eyes be cheap!

Shen Nian followed, and ate dog food for half a month.

Every time, it's a cold dog food slapped indiscriminately on the face.

Luo Feng, who couldn't bear it, found the uncle of the Shangqing faction.

From the elder, ask for two thousand-mile transmission note urns.

Luo Feng put aside distracting thoughts and practiced wholeheartedly.

You know, it is very tiring to practice boxing and monitor at the same time.

On the side of the surveillance in particular, is the cold dog food.

Time passes, and time flies.

A year passed in a blink of an eye, and at first Luo Feng wanted to go back to Yangjia Village.

But the aura of the Shangqing faction is too abundant.

Double the cultivation speed, isn't it fragrant?

But tranquility is meant to be broken.

One day, the transmission note in Luo Feng's arms suddenly changed color.

Luo Feng opened his eyes suddenly, even though he was living in a dark room and did not see the light of day, his eyes were bright and bright, like thunder and lightning piercing the sky in the dark.

This is the realm that Daomen cultivates to dream of, the void generates electricity, and the dark room generates light.

The Shangqing faction can only lead the elders to have this realm.

The divine thought was swept away, and there were no traces of the Shangqing faction's 10,000 houses.

Luo Feng's face was expressionless, and he stepped on the wind, and in a moment, he arrived at the bottom of the mountain.

Shen Nian swept it again and found traces of the two.

The two desperately fled in the direction of Maoshan Mountain, carrying a bloody teenager on their backs.

Behind him, a group of Inhumans are chasing and killing.

For a moment, Luo Feng's eyes narrowed.

Ten years of practice, pure and broken.

[Thanks to the Han General He Jin for a thousand rewards]

[Thank you @ Po Jun for a hundred rewards]

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