Father Feng's chin fell on Feng Jiu's shoulder, and even his breath was close at hand, inexplicably giving people a dangerous aura.

But Feng Jiu was sure that the other party would not do anything, so he didn't panic at all, and as soon as his mind moved, the flying sword fell on her palm again, and it seemed that a trembling buzzing sound could still be heard.

Even though Daddy Feng had already touched it with his own hands, he couldn't help frowning when he looked at this unreasonable thing.

Feng Jiu held up the flying sword to him: "A name?" ”

Daddy Feng finally couldn't maintain his expression, and reached out to pinch Feng Jiu's face: "You want to change the topic, huh?" Dot! ”

Feng Jiu was silent, and it was much more troublesome for a cultivator to explain than refining a spirit sword.

The important thing is that Daddy Feng can't cultivate with her yet.

"No worries."

Before Feng Jiu could think of the wording, Feng Daddy suddenly said, "How is it?" ”

Hassle-free.

The name of the sword.

Do you want her to be able to cut through the chaos of the world after holding the sword, and her life will be smooth......

"I love it."

As soon as Feng Jiu's hand flipped over, the Sanssouci Sword was put away.

Daddy Feng pinched her face again, looked at the somewhat messy jungle outside, and said, "I see you don't understand, let's leave first." ”

But he took a step forward, only to find that the wind hadn't moved for a long time, just pursed his lips to look at him.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Father Feng felt a little angry inexplicably, gritted his teeth and said "little villain", but he still resigned himself to carrying her.

Feng Jiu consumed too much to refine the spirit sword, and finally forcibly launched an attack on the fifth-order demon beast, and the spiritual energy in his body was already empty, and now he didn't faint immediately, but he was holding on.

The spirit sword made by the sharp teeth of the fifth-order demon beast was originally no problem to deal with the demon beasts of the same level, but due to the limitations of Fengjiu's own realm, the level of refining should be lowered, not to mention, the power exerted was also reduced.

The housekeeper's state is fine, and it is a lot more convenient to lose the cumbersome monster teeth, and when Daddy Feng is moving forward with the wind on his back, he has been vigilant around.

The monsters have gradually withdrawn from the human town, and some of them are still wounded.

Like them, if they can't find a quiet place to heal from their injuries, they are easily attacked by natural enemies, and most of them will die.

If there are hunters here, I am afraid that I can't help but pick them up and sell them for money, but Daddy Feng doesn't want to make trouble in vain, so he tries to walk around.

Without the influence of the overflowing aura, the demon beasts have also regained some of their senses, and they will not easily clash with humans when they choose a period when they need to be guarded everywhere, and because of the previous battle, they have some high-level demon beast breath on their bodies, so they go back more smoothly than when they came.

By the time I returned to the Feng Family Manor, it was already a month later.

Feng Jiu now has a spirit sword, which can be said to be a powerful means of saving life, but it is not possible to fly with the sword, and it is necessary to wait until the foundation is built.

Compared to other weapons, the concealment function of the Sanssouci Sword is stronger, unless it is a person with a particularly strong sense, I am afraid that even if it is close, I may not know it.

When Daddy Wind came back, he didn't mention anything about the wasteland forest again, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Feng Jiu didn't go out of his way to explain, but she would no longer hide the identity of the cultivator in front of Feng Dad, after a long time, the other party could always understand slowly.

And this year, Feng Jiu also began to really train as a mecha master.

Although Feng Dad rarely pilots mechas, his level is actually not low, and the theoretical guidance is absolutely passable.

At first, he would look at Feng Jiu and correct her when he saw something wrong, mainly to reduce the burden on his body.

But after a period of training, he found that Feng Jiu's speed of adaptation was too fast, no matter what it was, he wouldn't do it again as long as he said it once, and the most terrifying thing was his fighting instincts.

Even if he doesn't teach by hand, there doesn't seem to be any problem.

Feng Dad originally wanted to say something, but when he thought of the carefree sword that impressed him, he couldn't say anything for a while, and only poked Feng Jiu's face viciously.

Kazehisa gave him a strange look, but he didn't hide.

Xiao Tonglin was originally immersed in mecha manufacturing every day, dreaming of catching up with Feng Jiu, but when he turned his head, he found that she was already proficient in piloting a first-level mecha, and his self-esteem as an elder brother made him not want to fall behind, so he also began to find time to practice.

Although he is a mecha maker, after all, the mecha is made for mecha masters, and if you understand mecha from different angles, you will definitely have unexpected gains.

Although many mecha builders do not have a high level of mecha masters, it is not because they do not practice enough, but because their own talent is limited, and the concepts of the two are not the same.

Even if there are no other trivial matters, he is busy every day, and he has been walking in front for a long time, and Xiao Tonglin always has an indescribable sense of urgency, forcing him to redouble his efforts every day, always afraid that once he stops advancing, he will be left behind by his younger brother.

When Feng Jiu was twelve years old, he had already touched the threshold of the fourth-level mecha, and he couldn't envy Xiao Tonglin.

However, compared to the progress of mecha manufacturing, the cultivation progress is very unsatisfactory.

I've been shocked a lot of times.,Slowly it becomes accustomed to it.,Feng Daddy now likes to take Feng Jiu with him when he makes mechas.,Although the latter may not be able to understand.,But all the steps can be memorized in the head.,You can call it up at any time when it's available.。

So it's kind of a different kind of learning.

"Little things." Father Feng suddenly followed Feng Jiu and said, "I'll take a look at the kind of energy you used last time." ”

He now has an extraordinary interest in spiritual power, and has already taken out the energy detector as he speaks.

This is the first time that Feng Dad has taken the initiative to mention this matter, Feng Jiu did not hesitate, and his palms immediately condensed.

Spiritual power is invisible to the naked eye, let alone touchable.

Daddy Feng asked her to maintain this state, and he tried many methods, but in the end he couldn't catch a single one.

That mass of energy seemed to be stable in Feng Jiu's palm, and it couldn't shake half a point no matter what.

Daddy Feng raised an eyebrow, if it weren't for the fact that he wasn't a biologist, he would have wanted to check what the structure of Feng Jiu's body was.

"How is this thing going to be imprisoned?"

This question is actually very dangerous, because anything that can imprison spiritual power is a threat to cultivators.

But if you really want to say it, there are still a lot of people who use this kind of magic weapon in the Xiuzhen Continent.

And she knew that Daddy Feng was not trying to imprison Reiki when he studied it, but to use it, which required a special medium.

For example...... Spirit Stone.

However, Feng Jiu has never encountered a spirit stone here so far, otherwise he can speed up some cultivation.

Then you also need a relevant medium, Feng Jiu has not been able to find a material to make it, to say that the only thing related is the spirit sword worry-free!