"Come in"

Cao Yi, who was sitting at the back of the table, said casually.

"I'm so annoyed that I can't let people eat"

Roaring Heaven muttered, looking unhappy.

When it was going to enjoy the food, it hated being disturbed the most.

With a squeak, two doors made of unknown materials were gently pushed open, and the three Douhuang cultivators walked in with their heads bowed slightly.

The leader is Han Feng, who has just crossed paths with Cao Yi.

"What's the matter?"

Cao Yi asked without any fluctuation in his heart.

"I didn't know the Dou Sheng seniors just now, if you offend, please forgive the Dou Sheng seniors"

Han Feng and the three of them spoke in unison, obviously discussed in advance.

Cao Yi uh-huh, in response.

Seeing that Cao Yi didn't like to see them, the three of them didn't dare to talk nonsense, so they said together: "I'll wait for the retirement first"

They left the room together.

It was a bit late and the light in the room was not very good.

Cao Yi activated the cold fire of the bone spirit in his body and lit the candle on the table.

Candlelight, instantly illuminating the entire room.

Han Feng, who had just retreated to the door and was about to close the door, blurted out: "Bone Spirit Cold Fire!" ”

Cao Yi raised his eyelids and asked lightly, "What's the problem?" ”

Although there was a voice in his head reminding Han Feng to leave as soon as possible.

But curiosity still drove him to say: "I heard that the bone spirit cold fire is owned by the Medicine Venerable."

"It's his own, Poor Dao met him in the Gama Empire not long ago, helped him recover his cultivation, and in gratitude, he gave part of the origin of the cold fire of the bone spirit to Poor Dao."

Cao Yi said casually.

Han Feng was struck by lightning.

The master's cultivation has been restored, so isn't he almost finished?

"Dao Chief, haven't you refined the cold fire of the bone spirit yet? I thought I would have been fused into the Sun Divine Power or the Red Emperor Fire Emperor Qi by you a long time ago."

Whistling suddenly had an extra mouthful.

Han Feng's heart was shocked.

The exercises practiced by the predecessors of the Dou Sheng need to be fused with different fires.

"It's not the original, it's the evolution of the poor Dao with the holy power of the sun, during this time, the poor Dao has been studying the cold fire of the bone spirit, and the poor Dao is very curious about this hot and cold fire."

Cao Yi explained.

Oh oh oh.

Cao Yi looked at Han Feng again and frowned, "Are you still in trouble?" ”

Han Feng had something else to say. The two Dou Huang who came with him closed the door and dragged him away.

It didn't take long for someone from the restaurant to bring the food.

Although this world is dressed in the skin of Western fantasy, the diet is no different from that of China.

Roar, who is used to eating Chinese rice, eats very hilarious.

……

Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the city lord's mansion.

Han Feng sat on the Huanghuali Wood Taishi chair, stunned.

He didn't know how he got back.

After leaving the hotel and separating from the two Douhuang friends, a strong sense of panic overwhelmed him.

This feeling has actually been enveloping him all along. It's just never been so strong as it is today.

"Good boy, from now on, I will be your master"

In the dark, it seemed that a gentle voice was speaking.

All of a sudden, he was drawn into a long memory.

He was an orphan, wandering around, with no tomorrow for today. One day I met a man. The man gave him food, clothed him, and taught him to read and write. Teach him how to be a human being.

The suffering of the past made him afraid of losing, and he tried his best to please men.

The man was happy, and more and more were handed over to him.

Ten years later, he became the young pavilion master admired by thousands of people, an elite in the alchemy world, a guest of all countries, countless beautiful princesses, and a female cultivator with amazing talent who admired him.

Men are getting older day by day.

But the light still hung over him.

He'd heard people say many times that if it weren't for this man, he wouldn't be a fart.

He was not convinced, he has come to this day, and he has also put in a lot of efforts, why can't he be recognized.

He began to frantically learn alchemy knowledge, constantly challenging the higher temperature flames, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up with the man.

Gradually, his gratitude to men turned into jealousy, disgust, and hope that men would die sooner.

One day, he happened to learn that a man had obtained a heaven-level exercise called "Burning Jue", which could reach the highest realm.

He found the man and tactfully expressed his desire to learn.

The man rejected him, saying that it was dangerous to study rashly, and that he would teach him when he figured it out.

Is it danger, or is it afraid that I will overtake you?

He sneered in his heart.

After that, he asked several times.

The man was annoyed and scolded him.

In a fit of rage, he made a move with the man.

The man was so angry that he threw him out.

Another day, he met a person in the Soul Hall who had crossed paths with him.

He was ruthless and told the man about getting the "Burning Technique".

The people in the soul hall who were already interested in men's souls were tempted, and they got entangled with a group of Douzun.

Let him make an appointment with a man.

The man came as scheduled and fell into the siege.

The moment the man fell, the disappointment in his eyes was painful.

It made him feel an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Later, it was discovered that the man's soul had fled.

He had a little better conscience left.

But it's more about fear.

Afraid that the man will come back to him one day.

He desperately sent people to look for him, but there was no news.

"He may be dead"

He often thinks so.

Suddenly, one day, a person suspected of fighting the saint appeared and told him that he had saved the man.

He was overwhelmed with fright.

I returned to the City Lord's Mansion in a daze, in a daze.

"Oh no, city lord, your teacher is here"

A panicked voice came to his ears.

He opened his eyes.

The man was standing outside the door, a pair of cloudy eyes looking at him indifferently.

"Teacher"

Han Feng blurted out.

"Brute"

The man slapped it out.

Han Feng felt an unprecedented pain, and his body seemed to be turned into pieces.

"Ahh

A heart-wrenching scream.

Han Feng opened his eyes again.

Nothing happened, and there were no teachers outside the door.

It's just that the back is wet.

"No, I can't sit still and sacrifice the alien fire to that Dou Sheng, maybe he will help me"

Han Feng got up and walked out while muttering to himself.

The servants greeted him, and he didn't seem to hear it.

When he walked outside the door, he remembered that he didn't know where to find that Dou Sheng.

He returned to the mansion and arranged for his men to search for him.

The night passed, and no one was found.

It wasn't until the next morning that one of his men brought back a message.

That Dou Sheng released the news that he was going to establish a sect in Han Feng City.

"To establish a sect, you need manpower and material resources, I can also help, take me there quickly"

Han Feng, under the leadership of his subordinates, hurried to a strange building outside the city.

In front of the building, hundreds of people had already arrived.

Taoist temple.

"Why don't you just grab it?"

He didn't understand.

"Because we are readers"

Cao Yi said lightly.

The words fell, and Xiao Zhan's voice came from outside: "Dou Sheng, senior, Han Feng asks to see"

"It's coming"

Roaring Sky was in good spirits.

"Let Him In"

Cao Yi said casually.

Soon, Xiao Zhan led Han Feng in.

Han Feng didn't say a word, and knelt directly.

"What is this?"

Cao Yi was puzzled.