After the rain was completed, Chu Feng walked out of the Taoist temple with his hands behind his back, stuck to the mottled long ancient wall, walked more than a hundred steps, and came to the edge of the steep peak, facing the flying sea of clouds, with a calm face. At this time, a gust of wind blew, Chu Feng's clothes fluttered, his hair fluttered, and from a distance, it looked like a picture of a fairy in the world.

Wang Lun, who followed, after watching it blankly for a while, knelt down on his knees and said in a sincere voice: "Ask the immortal to help the villain return to the cottage and rescue the villain's lady." ”

Chu Feng, who had his back to Wang Lun, moved in his heart, Wang Lun actually has a lady, it was not said in the original book, it is not strange to think about it, the perspective of the Water Margin is all on a group of heroes who kill people and set fires, except for a few protagonists who are more than Mo, most of the others have no relatives to appear. As for Wang Lun's wife, as the first owner of Liangshanbo, he has great power, and it is normal to rob the house and rob the house on weekdays, and rob a woman to be a lady.

Thinking of this, Chu Feng turned his head sideways and asked, "Your lady was robbed?" ”

This was Chu Feng's casual remark, but it caused Wang Lun's cheeks to flush, as if he had been insulted.

"Dao Chief, no, Immortal Chief, the villain's wife was married before going up the mountain, although the villain fell into the grass, but he is still a scholar in his bones, so he despises the banditry of robbing people's wives and daughters."

When Chu Feng heard this, he felt that this white-clothed Xiushi was quite interesting, as the owner of Liangshan, a godfather-level bandit, but he despised bandits, and it was different for a scholar to be a bandit.

"Wang Lun, Poor Dao doesn't care if what you say is true or not, since your injuries have healed, you can go back, Poor Dao doesn't raise idlers here, go ahead." Chu Feng started the routine mode, just like he did with Lu Bu last time.

Wang Lun's face turned pale at the moment, and when he went back at this time, he fell into the hands of Lin Chong and Chao Gai, how could he still have his life, and he couldn't care about the backbone of the scholar and the face of the former village owner, so he kowtowed a few times and said.

"The villain has nothing now, the inheritance has fallen into the hands of others, where else can he go, if the immortal chief does not agree, the villain will jump off this mountain directly and die."

After Wang Lun finished speaking, he stood up and trotted to the edge of the peak, originally to make a appearance, but who knew that his feet slipped and he fell directly.

Chu Feng stretched out his hand to grab it, but only grabbed a piece of white cloth, and then looked at it, in the vast clouds and mist, there was Wang Lun's white-clothed fluttering figure.

"This, too, is too ......"

Chu Feng didn't know how to describe what was happening in front of him.

"Host, Wang Lun was transferred to the fog by me, go and get people."

"It's not dead, it's okay!"

Chu Feng walked over with a funny face, and since the distance was not far, it didn't take long to arrive.

When Wang Lun was found in the fog, Wang Lun was sitting on the cold and hard ground with a confused face, probably not figuring out what was going on.

"Wang Lun, are you okay?" Chu Feng stretched out his hand to help Wang Lun up, with a concerned expression.

Wang Lun came back to his senses and hurriedly surrendered his hand.

"Thank you Immortal for saving your life"

Chu Feng bowed his head and turned back to the Taoist temple.

Wang Lun followed behind, after this incident, he became honest, and a few days passed, in addition to watching Chu Feng cultivate and apply rain, he went to the back mountain to catch fish and cook for Chu Feng.

At noon on the fourth day, Chu Feng was holding the "General Outline of Taoism", sitting next to the spiritual spring in the back mountain, swallowing and exhaling spiritual energy, and cultivating the Taoist scriptures and practicing qi.

Wang Lun, who was sweaty, came to the vicinity with the grilled fish on the plate, put the plate on the rock with a slight movement, and was about to leave.

Chu Feng's voice sounded.

"Wang Lun, in the past few days, you have been quite effective in serving the poor road, so the poor road will go with you."

When Wang Lun heard these words that he had been waiting for a long time, he knelt down with excitement on his face, knocked his head on the gravel several times, and didn't care if he bleed.

"Let's go, the poor road will come later" Chu Feng waved his hand, his face was full of indifference.

Wang Lun hurriedly got up and left, and disappeared into the green grass after a while.

Chu Feng looked at the surging waterfall of the white waves, pondered for a moment, closed his eyes, and said.

"System, inform Lu Bu and ask him to send Zhang Liao over, and Poor Dao will take Zhang Liao to the Water Margin World together."

"Good"

After finishing speaking, Chu Feng continued to cultivate the Dao Sutra Qi Chapter, constantly swallowing purple aura, his body was shrouded in purple aura, and the whole person looked mysterious and ethereal.

I don't know how long it took, the purple aura around was consumed cleanly, Chu Feng opened his eyes, revealing mysterious purple eyes, which looked very charming, and after a few breaths, the purple eyes turned into normal eyes. Chu Feng turned his head to look at the spiritual spring that had been spewing purple gas in the past, and it had dried up.

It's not enough! Chu Feng sighed lightly, during this time, every time he cultivated to the level of Qi cultivation, he ended in failure because of the lack of spiritual energy.

At present, it seems that if you want to become a true Qi cultivator in the short term, you must not cultivate with incense. With the incense from the late Han Dynasty, there is no problem after cultivating the Qi chapter. But in that way, he changed from normal cultivation to cultivating Shinto, something like Shinto, and wanted to continue cultivating. Either pin their own future on the ethereal trust of ordinary people, or enslave and absorb the faith of ordinary people in a similar way to the degree of sentient beings,

Obviously, neither of these two is in line with the Dao Zhizhi, the real cultivation should be to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, resist the demons in the heart, baptize the thunder tribulation, and comprehend the way of heaven, this is what Chu Feng thinks in his heart, and it is also what the Tao Sutra says, and the Tao Sutra will never mislead people.

Just as Chu Feng was thinking, two heads appeared in the grass in the distance, needless to say that Wang Lun and Zhang Liao rushed over, because Chu Feng had been delayed here for too long, they came over.

"Host?"

"Poor Road Sees"

With Chu Feng's current cultivation stuck between refining and refining qi and refining qi and transforming gods, there was no problem in finding two ordinary people hiding in the grass.

At that moment, Chu Feng got up, his figure flashed, and appeared outside the green grass.

Wang Lun and Zhang Liao, who was dressed in cloth, hurriedly walked out of the grass and bowed.

"Disturbing the cultivation of the Immortal Elder, a capital crime!"

"Get Up"

Chu Feng didn't stop, his figure flickered back to the Taoist temple, sorting out the things he needed to set off, like the big five fire and seven bird fans, the small five fire and seven bird fans, and some trivial things, all of which were put into the wishing power bottle.

After finishing up, Wang Lun and Zhang Liao arrived, and under the hot sun, Wang Lun, who was dressed in white and polite, looked like an honest rural private school gentleman; Zhang Liao, who is dressed in cloth clothes, has a majestic physique, a thick face, a slightly dark complexion, and an awe-inspiring and righteous body, gives people the feeling that he is still a general who crisscrosses the battlefield, and some people's temperament cannot be changed by clothes.

"Departure"

Chu Feng took the two of them straight into the fog, walking, the fog became heavier and heavier, and finally the light and shadow changed, and the three of them appeared in a green mountain forest, with a gurgling mountain stream in the distance, and a few variegated birds singing in the forest nearby, and a gray-black rabbit running through the grass in between.

The three of them stepped on the finely broken leaves, and walked less than a stick of incense in the forest, when suddenly there was a shout of killing in front of them, and then twenty or thirty men with machetes roared over, like wolves out of the cage.

Wang Lunding's eyes became very complicated.

"It's all the villain's men"