In a gloomy wood, there was not the slightest sound.

Even at night, insects and small birds that like to chirp and chirp their heads are shrunk and shivering, as if something terrible is about to happen outside.

There was a wave of spatial fluctuations in the forest, and then Yang Feng, dressed in modern clothes, appeared in this eerie and terrifying forest.

Yang Feng opened his eyes and looked at this gloomy wood, adding fog to make this gloomy and terrifying forest even more gloomy.

Yang Feng immediately took out the Shocking Knife, held the scabbard with his left hand, and held the handle with his right hand, step by step, gently moving forward.

The feet trampled on the soft dead branches and rotten leaves, making the sound of "branches, branches".

In this quiet woods, it is particularly harsh.

"Yin people go on the road, Yang people give way"

"Yin people go on the road, Yang people give way"

"Yin people go on the road, Yang people give way"

"Huh? Got a sound? ”

Hearing someone speak, Yang Feng hurriedly ran over, this gloomy woods made people uncomfortable to look at.

When Yang Feng ran to the place where the voice was, he immediately gasped.

"Suction"

In front of him was a Taoist with glasses, holding a divine cage in his hand, followed by more than a dozen zombies wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms.

As for why Yang Feng knew that it was a zombie, because the Taoist with glasses, Yang Feng recognized it.

Yang Feng and Lu Pheasant watched the plot together a few days ago, how can they not know each other?

Yang Feng immediately stepped forward and shouted.

"Michijo, please stay"

Seeing the four-eyed Taoist, how could he let him go? If you find him, you will be able to find the "Ninth Uncle", the teacher of the Heavenly Sages.

And Yang Feng's mission this time is to wait for the plot to end before he can return.

"Who? What people"

This gloomy wood, even though the four-eyed Taoist has been many times, but the heart of precaution is still there.

"Michichi"

Yang Feng walked out of the woods, but he was holding a shocking knife in his hand, which made the four-eyed Taoist a little guarded, and he didn't know whether Yang Feng was good or bad.

"Who are you? Why is it in the forest so late? ”

"Dao Chief, my name is Yang Feng, I just returned from overseas, and I have been learning from my master before."

This routine is basically said by everyone who sees the four-eyed Taoist, and Yang Feng is wearing jeans, a shirt and leather jacket on his upper body, and a pair of military boots under his feet.

No matter how you look at it, they are all people who have drunk foreign ink, otherwise it would not be this dress, and Yang Feng has the temperament of a superior person, and the background is not simple.

"Studying art abroad? I see that Mr. Yang's body is like a furnace, and if ordinary ghosts are close, they will burn to death. And the breath is restrained, and I think I have embarked on the road of cultivation."

The four-eyed Taoist asked this, and it was just a temptation, because he had not seen it for many years since he entered the Dao with martial arts.

I think that when I was first named a god, Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, Nezha, the great god of the sea, and the Monkey King after that, all entered the Tao with martial arts.

When the gods were sealed, Yang Jian and Nezha fought so much that Dashang couldn't raise his head.

Later, the Monkey King stepped on the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, took Tang Sanzang to the west for 108,000 miles, experienced nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, and finally achieved a positive result.

They all enter the Tao with martial arts, and their combat power intimidates the heavens.

"Yes, my master said that I have embarked on the path of cultivation, so let me go back to China and visit all my predecessors to discuss the Tao."

Since Simu said that he had embarked on the path of cultivation, he should follow him.

"On the way? Hey, since Liu Bowen in the Ming Dynasty dug up the dragon veins of the land of Kyushu, the aura of the land of the Central Plains is not as good as a year.

In the past, there were Jindan and Yuanying monks, but now? The monks in the foundation building period are all powerful.

With your current cultivation, coupled with the terrifying combat power of entering the Dao with martial arts, you are only afraid of the Central Plains, and there are few people who are your opponents."

Speaking of this, the four-eyed Taoist chief sighed, if Liu Bowen hadn't obeyed Zhu Yuanzhang's order and dug up the dragon veins in Kyushu one by one, how could there be a Qing army entering the customs?

If it weren't for the dragon veins being cut off, how could the aura have passed? As a result, now a foundation-building monk is a great power.

"Dao Chief, after discussing the matter of the Dao, are we going to get out of here first, find a place where we can sit down, and then discuss?"

Yang Feng really doesn't know that the world here is still the story of Liu Bowen digging up the dragon vein, but it seems that they also have that world.

"That's right, this is not a place to talk, let's go, not far in front is the dojo where my senior brother is, where can we go to rest and discuss these things again"

The four-eyed Taoist shook the cage in his hand, regaining control of the zombie behind him and jumping with him.

Yang Feng was curious, isn't it tiring to jump like this? But it should be very tiring, isn't the four-eyed Taoist in the play still catching frogs to lead the way for zombies? It's a pity that the frog just doesn't obey.

With Yang Feng as his companion, the four-eyed Taoist is not so boring, and Yang Feng also distributes his fat house happy water and some food to the four-eyed Taoist chief.

Seeing Yang Feng take out something out of thin air, the four-eyed Daoist was not surprised, because the head of Maoshan also had a Qiankun bag in which some things could be placed.

Moreover, he guessed that Yang Feng's master was a great power whose lifespan was approaching, at least a monk above the Golden Pill, so he would not know that the Central Plains had entered the period of the end of the law.

In the foundation building period, the life expectancy of people can increase to 200 years.

Jindan monks have a lifespan of 500 years.

It's just that no matter what the four-eyed Taoist chief asked, Yang Feng always didn't say a word about which master he was.

Simu thought that Yang Feng didn't want to say it, but Yang Feng didn't have such a master at all, so how could he say it?

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Yang Feng and the four-eyed Taoist walked out of the gloomy woods, but the big fox in the play did not appear.

Yang Feng also wanted to kill her and make a fox fur coat for Lu Pheasant, a real fox fur coat.

"Brother Yang, in front of me is my senior brother's dojo, which is a righteous village, that is, a place to store the dead."

Both of them are in the late stage of Qi training, but in this world, they divide Qi training into 12 layers.

Layers 1-3 correspond to Yang Feng's innate (Qi training) early stage.

4-6 corresponds to the middle stage, 7-9 is the late stage, and the latter corresponds to the Great Perfection.

And Yang Feng is now in the late congenital stage, and his four eyes are just the 7th layer of Qi training.

However, Simu said that his senior brother Lin Jiu, that is, Uncle Jiu, is a master with 12 layers of Qi training.

"It's so late, your senior brother won't sleep, right?"

It's already around 10 p.m., and there's not much entertainment in this era, so it's time to go to bed early.

"No, my senior brother calculated that I would pass by here in the next few days, and he would definitely go to bed later."

After speaking, the four-eyed Taoist came forward and knocked on the door.

"Bang Bang, Bang Bang"

The four-eyed Taoist only knew how to knock on the door, and did not speak.

"Who, knock so late, rush to reincarnate"

"Puff"

Yang Feng couldn't hold back, laughed, and then turned around to prevent the four eyes from seeing, but his shaking shoulders, as long as he was not blind, could see that Yang Feng was snickering.

"Stinky boy, open the door, it's me"

Simu was a little angry when he saw Yang Feng's appearance, so he didn't have good words for the people inside the door

(Today's five more.,I don't have the habit of saving chapters.,So every day's chapters,It's basically the same day's code)