Bao Feng secretly opened his eyes, and when he saw Zhang Wuji protecting him, he began to operate with peace of mind, and the martial arts world really has aura, although it is not very much, but it can still be charged. For the first time, I felt the aura from heaven and earth, which was different from the rigidity in the spirit stone, just pure energy, and the aura of heaven and earth was full of spirituality and vitality, and it made people feel pleasant to absorb.

The more Bao Feng inhaled, the happier he felt, and he couldn't help but speed up the running speed of the Flying Heavens, which was manifested in the violent winds around him, and the dilapidated farmhouse could not bear the pressure and fell apart after all.

Zhang Wuji fled in embarrassment, until he was 5 battles away from Bao Feng to stabilize his body, raised his eyes to look at where Bao Feng was, and was surprised in his heart, only to see Bao Feng now sitting cross-legged and floating in the air, the original wooden house had already been torn apart, those woods, constantly rotating wildly with Bao Feng as the center, slowly turning into sawdust, and finally forming a brown cocoon with the snow, and Bao Feng in it could not be seen clearly.

Zhang Wuji swallowed his saliva, and after sighing "worthy of being an immortal", he was also overjoyed in his heart, and the chance of his parents' resurrection was even greater.

After a long time, Zhang Wuji saw that he had nowhere to go, and it was not good to stay too far from here, so he found a place and began to practice the Jiuyang Divine Skill cross-legged.

In this way, time flew by quickly, and three days passed at once, Bao Feng still showed no signs of awakening in the "cocoon", but Zhang Wuji had already stopped cultivating, after all, he was only a mortal, and he had not eaten anything else in the past three days except for drinking a few sips of snow, and now he was hungry and screaming.

Zhang Wuji wanted to find something to eat, but he was afraid that Bao Feng would wake up and not see him, so he was angry and no longer resurrected his parents.

"Could it be the vicious dog raised by Sister Zhu Jiuzhen! Well! Her fierce dogs have all been killed by Uncle Zhu, but after many years, she will raise them again. Zhang Wuji guessed in his heart, and saw a person running in the distance, and three big dogs barking behind him to chase after him.

The man was obviously exhausted, stumbled, ran a few steps, and then fell, but he ran as hard as he could, fearing the sharp teeth and claws of the vicious dog. Zhang Wuji remembered the pain of being besieged by a group of dogs a few years ago, and he couldn't help but have blood surging in his chest, so he rushed towards the comer.

Although Zhang Wuji doesn't know how to do any light work, but Jiuyang Dacheng, every step seems clumsy, but the speed is extremely fast, but unfortunately it is too far away from that person after all, just when Zhang Wuji just set off and was still 10 zhang away from that person, the man screamed miserably, fell to the ground, and two vicious dogs crawled on him and bit him hard.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji didn't have time to pick up a handful of snow and pinch it into a ball, and shouted: "Evil dog, come here!" He threw the snowball at the three vicious dogs.

The three vicious dogs suddenly shouted, and instantly followed the prestige, but before they could do anything, Zhang Wuji's snowball had already flown in, and the three dogs stood too densely, and they were all hit at once, and immediately fell to the ground and convulsed, and soon lost their lives.

Zhang Wuji saw that he had easily solved the problem of not being able to deal with the vicious dog a few years ago with only a snowball, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked by the power of this Jiuyang Divine Skill.

"Help, help......" A weak cry pulled Zhang Wuji back from his distraction, and hurriedly walked towards the man who was pounced on by the dog.

After approaching, Zhang Wuji saw that the man's stomach had been bitten by a dog, and his intestines had flowed out, obviously he was not saved, and he just wanted to directly result in the other party's pain and make him suffer less, and at the moment of squatting, he glanced at the brown cocoon in the distance, and thought: "Maybe there is still help." Thinking about it, he was ready to wake up Bao Feng.

Zhang Wuji was just about to take a step, and he thought that if he would annoy the immortal by doing this, so that the immortal refused to resurrect his parents. For a while, Zhang Wuji was in a dilemma.

"Please, save me......" The person lying on the ground didn't know what Zhang Wuji was thinking, but it looked as if he was about to give up on himself and hurriedly called for help.

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he glanced at the man again, and secretly gritted his teeth, but in the end, his heart was not hard enough, and in the urgent cry for help of the person on the ground for unknown reasons, he ran to the brown cocoon where Bao Feng was, and called: "Immortal, immortal......"

Bao Feng, who was immersed in the pleasure of absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, heard someone calling urgently, carefully identified it as Zhang Wuji, worried that what danger he encountered would affect his future arrangements, forced himself to suppress his body's desire, stopped the operation of the exercises, slowly opened his eyes, and then he was a little confused.

"Am I going to turn into a butterfly?" Bao Feng complained, and his body shook, scattering the mixture of sawdust and snow that wrapped his body. Then I saw Zhang Wuji, who was smeared with sawdust and snow, looking at him with his mouth open and a look of resentment.

Bao Feng ignored Zhang Wuji's resentment, worried that there was something else, and directly glanced around, and found that except for a few corpses in the distance, there was no one else, so he couldn't help but look at Zhang Wuji suspiciously, and asked, "What is the matter with you calling me so eagerly." ”

Zhang Wuji heard Bao Feng's question, thought that the person who was bitten by the dog was about to die, and he no longer dwelled on the matter of being confused, and pointed at the man eagerly and said: "Immortal, there is a person who has been asked by a vicious dog, the kid is incompetent, and he asks the immortal to help." ”

Bao Feng glanced at Zhang Wuji when he heard this, and asked strangely, "That's it?" Aren't you afraid to disturb me, make me angry, and don't help you resurrect your parents? ”

Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth when he heard this, and he didn't answer. He only said: "Please also ask the immortals to save ......"

Bao Feng glanced at Zhang Wuji with interest, to be honest, Zhang Wuji's character is indeed unlikable, but it is indeed somewhat admirable, if he is not a disciple of Wudang, the leader of the Ming Sect, but a Buddhist mud, he will definitely be a revered generation of monks.

Feeling that the life opportunity in the distance was about to dissipate, Bao Feng didn't want to hurt Zhang Wuji because of this kind of trivial matter, affecting his subsequent Wudangxing, a dodge, directly from Zhang Wuji to the injured more than ten zhang away, seeing his injury, he also frowned, waved his hand, removed the dirt on his body, squatted down, put his left hand on the other party's head and began to use the vitality fruit ability to transport vitality, his right hand lingered on his intestines for a while, after all, he felt disgusted, and shouted backwards: "You haven't come to help!" ”

Zhang Wuji in the distance, he was stunned the moment Bao Feng disappeared, he didn't see Bao Feng's figure clearly at all, and thought that Bao Feng was annoyed that he didn't pay attention to him and left directly, suddenly heard Bao Feng's voice sound again, instantly came back to his senses, looked at the place where the voice came from, and sighed in his heart for a while The strength of the immortals.