readx;? The Flying Feather Boy smiled: "You now know why I said that it is not a puppet, but a person, is there such a thing as a puppet? It is actually no different from a human." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Fang Xiaowu suddenly smiled and asked, "Old boy, does it pee?"

"Pee? I don't know. The flying feather boy said: "Okay, that's all for today, and after I send you out, I'm going to leave too." ”

The two of them returned the same way, and when they were about to come to the entrance of the cave, the flying feather boy advised: "Don't tell anyone about today's events, including Xiao Budian." ”

"Got it, do you still need to say it?" Fang Xiaowu said this, seeing that the Flying Feather Boy turned around to leave, he hurriedly shouted: "Hey, don't leave yet, let me ask you, what is that treasure on your body, is there no one else except you?"

"Of course not. ”

"That's strange, haven't you already been expelled from the Flying Feather Sect, if that treasure originally belonged to the Flying Feather Sect, why could you still hold it?"

"Who said that this treasure belongs to the Flying Feather Sect? This is a gift from my master. ”

"Isn't your master also a disciple of the Flying Feather Sect?

"Joke, this treasure was found somewhere by my master with great effort back then, of course it can't be counted as something from the Flying Feather Sect, just like the Cold Knife and the Cold Sword. If the Cold Sword and the Cold Sword can be regarded as the things of the Flying Feather Sect, and the White Feather Sword is just a ground-level weapon, how can it be compared to them? At that time, the Zhenshan Sword of the Flying Feather Sect will not be called the White Feather Sword, but the Cold Sword or the Cold Sword. ”

"There seems to be some truth to your words. ”

"The joke doesn't make sense, but it makes sense. ”

"What the hell is that?"

"I won't tell you. ”

After speaking, the flying feather boy turned away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"!" Fang Xiaowu almost wanted to say these two words, but in the end he held back and scolded in a low voice: "This old guy really can't be a child, he knows how to keep it secret, keep it secret." ”

When I came out of the cave, it was already late at night outside.

Although the season is autumn and the sky is full of stars, Feiyu Cliff has no autumn feeling at all because of the special environment.

Fang Xiaowu wanted to lie on the ground, count the stars in the night sky, and observe whether there were aliens on any star by the way, but there was no atmosphere of looking at the stars on the Flying Feather Cliff, he could only meditate and practice honestly, and only by meditating and practicing, he could forget the long time, so as not to have the feeling of spending days like years.

Two days later, the seventh-day cold invaded the Flying Feather Cliff again.

In order to exercise himself, Fang Xiaowu of course did not climb to a high place, but he was frozen overnight, and experienced a lot of pain the next day.

Time flies, and waits for no one at all.

In the blink of an eye, in the middle of December, Fang Xiaowu had been on the Flying Feather Cliff for more than four months, not counting the month of sleep, everything he had experienced on the Flying Feather Cliff could be described as painful and happy.

His cultivation has improved day by day, and at this time, his cultivation has been promoted to the peak of the Peak Realm, and the improvement of Yuan Force has also reached the early stage of the Creation Extreme Realm, and he can send out more than 50 million yuan of power.

As for his suffering, of course, it came from the cold of the seven days.

Only those who have experienced the invasion of the seven-day cold can deeply understand what it means to be cold as death, and if anyone dares to say in front of Fang Xiaowu how cold it is in front of minus dozens of degrees, Fang Xiaowu will definitely blow his head.

The pain of the seven-day cold can no longer be described simply as minus, if you have to use it, it is tens of thousands of degrees below zero.

At noon that day, Fang Xiaowu didn't know that he had finally recovered after being tortured by the seven-day cold for the first time.

However, unlike before, although he felt the cold air on the Flying Feather Cliff, there was also a warm air circulating in his body.

This heating has a masculine tingle, it shouldn't be body warmth, but it comes from somewhere.

He unfolded the technique of inner vision, and soon discovered that the heating came from the lower abdomen, or more accurately, from the Sumeru beads.

I saw a faint light all over Sumeru's body, and a warm air emanated from it, faintly carrying yang energy.

After a while, Fang Xiaowu vaguely felt that this yang qi was a little strange, and there was actually a feeling that the sun was shining on his body.

"Hey, is it possible that after I was struck by 'Heavenly Yang Flash' last time, a stream of yang energy entered my body, and then I was sucked by this pearl and became a part of this pearl?

After a while, Fang Xiaowu felt warm all over his body, as if he was wrapped in a piece of yang energy, which was indescribably comfortable.

Just when Fang Xiaowu was intoxicated by his own creation, he was not under his control at all, and the yang energy emitted by the Sumeru bead was more and more, it was not just as simple as being comfortable, but a little hot, and after the heat reached a certain level, it turned into scorching heat, and even his heart became anxious with him.

"Damn, why can't you control it?"

Fang Xiaowu tried several times, but failed to control the Sumeru Bead, in order to make himself feel better, he could only walk into the cave, step by step, and use the colder and colder air in the cave to reconcile the heat in his body.

He walked farther and farther, just wanting to be comfortable, completely unaware that he had been walking in the deep cave for half a day. By the time he realized the problem, the man had already walked ten miles into the cave, and not far in front of him was a hive-like cold nest.

At the beginning, Han Chao didn't move at all about his arrival, but after only a short while, Han Chao seemed to have encountered a strong enemy, spit out wisps of cold smoke from it, and slowly drifted towards Fang Xiaowu.

But this guy is not an ordinary cold after all, but a refined cold air, even the junior martial saint can't catch it, although he really wants to give Fang Xiaowu a hard time, but because he can't figure out what the heat in Fang Xiaowu's body is, he didn't dare to act rashly, the reason why he wants to emit cold smoke is actually to warn Fang Xiaowu not to approach it.

Coo-goo, goo-goo~

What is not angry is that Fang Xiaowu's stomach let out a hungry roar at this time, and the movement is getting louder and louder, it sounds like thunder, and his body trembles with it.

Boom!

It may be that he felt Fang Xiaowu's threat to himself, Han Chao decided to strike first, and dozens of slender cold smoke suddenly fused into a stream, as thick as a bucket, hitting Fang Xiaowu's body, sending Fang Xiaowu Zhen flying, and with the power of this blow, it was completely equivalent to a master in the late stage of the Creation Extreme Realm, Fang Xiaowu only felt that his whole body was cracking, and he was very painful.