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"Fang Xiaowu, don't think that your righteous brother is Linghu Eighteen, you can run amok, Mrs. Ben will tell you the truth, even if your righteous brother is a friend of the Proud Sword Peak Lord, but once it comes to a critical moment, he can't protect you. What kind of person Yuan Qingfeng's kid is, Mrs. Ben knows best. In two months, he will definitely find an excuse to bully you, can you escape? Or will you worship under Mrs. Ben, and Mrs. Ben will protect you from being bullied by anyone. ”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but ask in a loud voice, "Could it be that the sect master never cares about this kind of thing?"

Madam Huahua sneered: "What kind of identity is the sect master, of course such a trivial matter will not be asked. Besides, all the disciples who come to the Flying Feather Sect to cultivate, everyone must have the consciousness of enduring hardships. If you can't endure hardships, how can you succeed in cultivation? No sect will recruit such disciples. You are just an outer disciple, but Yuan Qingfeng is the personal disciple of the Lord of the Sword Grinding Peak, and his status is very different, and he has an excuse to trouble you at any time. ”

Hearing Mrs. Huahua say this, Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but feel a little moved.

But he thought about it for a while, and thought: "If I want to be her apprentice, it is better to take out the three-color feather to show my identity, and then I can call Hu Mantian a brother and brother, and who in the Flying Feather Sect dares to get along with me? The reason why I want to mix in a group of outer disciples is to think about the addiction of the sect disciples, if I give up so quickly, then what is the point?"

said in his mouth: "Senior, why don't I introduce you to an apprentice, my sister is extremely qualified, she is a piece of beautiful jade, and it is worth cultivating." ”

"Okay, you Fang Xiaowu, you dare to toast without eating and drinking. Mrs. Ben originally planned to save your life, but I didn't expect you to be good, and actually bargained with Mrs. Ben. Since you don't know what's wrong, get out. Mrs. Huahua suddenly turned her face and gave Fang Xiaowu an order to expel guests.

Fang Xiaowu still looked like he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and said: "Madam, if you kill me, I will also say that my sister Fang Xiaoxi is a talent, so you can accept her." ”

Madame Huahua waved her sleeves, turned around, and shouted, "Get out!"

Fang Xiaowu saw that Mrs. Huahua was really angry, and knew that he couldn't say any more, so he hurriedly retreated from the courtyard.

Qingqing glanced at him strangely, and thought: "Strange, according to Mrs. Lady's temper, if anyone dares to speak to her like this, she has already started beating people, why is she so kind to this young man today, just tell him to leave?"

She couldn't figure it out, and she didn't dare to ask, so she took Fang Xiaowu down the mountain.

"Stop. Just as Fang Xiaowu walked out more than twenty meters away, Mrs. Huahua suddenly shouted, and then said: "Fang Xiaowu, if you want Mrs. Ben to take your sister as an apprentice, it's okay, but her cultivation must be through the realm." She has already missed the age of laying the foundation, and Mrs. Ben doesn't have so much time to wash her marrow and bones, only when her cultivation reaches the Breakthrough Realm, Mrs. Ben may take her as an apprentice. ”

"Thank you, seniors. ”

Fang Xiaowu finally won a chance for Wang Xibei to have an unlimited future in the future, and after thanking Mrs. Huahua, he followed Qingqing down the mountain.

......

Late at night, the moonlight is faint and the stars are absent.

Grinding Sword Peak, Grinding Sword Pavilion, the residence of the Lord of Grinding Sword Peak.

Although it is a pavilion, it covers an extremely wide area and is located at 8,000 meters of Mojian Peak.

The Grinding Sword Peak Lord sat on a stone platform half a meter above the plane, looking at the third disciple Yuan Qingfeng who was standing below, and said with a seemingly enlightened lesson, but he was actually very satisfied in his heart: "Qingfeng, your courage is too great, don't you know that Linghu Eighteen and the Proud Sword Peak Lord are friends?

Yuan Qingfeng obviously knew that the Sword Grinding Peak Master was saying the opposite, but he still wanted to show sincerity and fear, and said respectfully: "Master, it's all because the disciple is angry for a while, and the disciple will make up for it." ”

The Sword Grinding Peak Lord nodded slightly and said, "Just know what you're wrong with." We must be cautious in everything, and we can't fall into the hands of others, although Linghu Eighteen has offended his teacher, but he is also a friend of the Proud Sword Peak Lord, and we can't help but give him face. If you have time another day, you can bring a few pills refined for your teacher and go to comfort Fang Xiaowu, understand?"

"Yes, Master. ”

Yuan Qingfeng said in his mouth, but he was thinking in his heart: "Fang Xiaowu, I can't deal with Han Su'er, can't I deal with you yet?" You just wait, see how I kill you." ”

......

Time passed quickly, like a white horse passing through a gap, and in the blink of an eye, it had been more than a month since Fang Xiaowu came to the Feather Sect.

It was early November when he first arrived, and it was already mid-December.

The weather is getting colder and shorter, the sky is no longer so clear, and every day is gray, and snow can fall at any time.

The Yuanwu Continent is also divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the time of snow is generally from the beginning of December to the end of February of the following year.

Every year, the days when it begins to snow in Qingluan Mountain are concentrated in early January, intermittently for more than 20 days, and stop at the end of January.

This morning, because it was the first day of the holiday, Fang Xiaowu slept lazily.

When he got up, he found that Yan Dong was even lazier than himself today, and he was still tired and cowered in the quilt at this time, sleeping with his head covered.

As for Tang Ao, he didn't know when he would get up and leave, and he wasn't in the dormitory.

After freshening up, Fang Xiaowu wanted to go to the canteen to buy some food, so he went over and patted Yan Dong's quilt and asked, "Fatty, what do you want to eat, brother will bring it to you." ”

Yan Dong didn't make a sound, didn't move, and his whole body stiffened.

"Fatty. Fang Xiaowu slapped the quilt again, his strength increased, and shouted: "Brother is in a good mood today, you are blessed, brother invites you to eat, just say whatever you want to eat." ”

Yan Dong was still silent, and his body under the quilt began to tremble.

"Fatty, you'll be fine, right? Although there is no heating in the house, how can you say that you are also a cultivator, can you still get sick from the cold?"

Fang Xiaowu stretched out his hand and touched Yan Dong's body through the quilt, not only did he feel that Yan Dong's body was trembling slightly, but he also felt a little chilly, just like an ordinary person with a cold.

"Hey, what's the matter with this guy? Last night, he said that his cultivation was about to break through, why did he become like this now?" Fang Xiaowu stretched out his hand and finally uncovered his back.

"Fatty, you've gone mad!"

Fang Xiaowu saw that Yan Dong's whole body under the quilt was rolled up, his face was pale, beads of sweat were rolling, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he wanted to give Yan Dong a lot of blood.

Yan Dong suddenly grabbed Fang Xiaowu's wrist, his eyes looked extremely painful, and he hissed, "Laugh...... Brother Xiaowu...... I...... I'm fine...... I...... Just belly ...... Stomach ache ......"

"You're okay, you're clearly going crazy. No, I'll have to call the teacher. After Fang Xiaowu finished speaking, he was about to go out.

"Wait......" Yan Dongqiang endured the pain, took a deep breath, and said: "Brother Xiaowu, I have had a stomach ache since I was a child, and I have an attack once every six months, today is the day of the attack, don't let people know about my problem, I'll just endure it for a while." ”

When Fang Xiaowu heard this, he couldn't help but think, "Could it be that his body has the same problems as me?" It's just that I can't cultivate the Yuan Qi, and he has a stomachache. ”

After a while, Yan Dong's complexion really began to gradually improve, and he was no longer as painful as before.

In the end, he finally got better, at least he didn't break out in a cold sweat, got up from the bed, and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Xiaowu, I scared you." ”

"It's fine. ”

Fang Xiaowu thought for a moment and asked, "Fatty, isn't your family a famous family in Dengzhou?

Hearing this, Yan Dong's eyes flashed with an extremely complicated light, and he said optimistically: "Brother Xiaowu, don't you know, this problem of mine is innate, even if it is an elixir, there is no way to cure it." Hey, Tang Ao is already gone, I thought he was the same as us, lying in bed and not getting up. ”

Fang Xiaowu saw something strange and wanted to ask more questions for the purpose of concern, but Yan Dong had already made a casual appearance and said, "Brother Xiaowu, you wait for me, we will go to the canteen to eat together later, I am so hungry, I can swallow a cow now, hehe." ”

"This guy ......"

Fang Xiaowu looked at Yan Dong's back and shook his head, not knowing what to say.

After a while, Yan Dong finished grooming and walked out of the gate with Fang Xiaowu.

There were a total of thirteen large and small cafeterias in the front domain of the Flying Feather Sect, and the cafeteria where Fang Xiaowu and Yan Dong were going to eat was of course the closest to the dormitory.

The two took a little time to come to the cafeteria, only to see that there were not many people inside, three or three, two by two, and there were only more than thirty.

Yan Dong asked Fang Xiaowu to sit down, and he went to buy food, and as soon as Yan Dong walked away, someone walked over to Fang Xiaowu with a few younger brothers, with a horse face, it was Zhou Li.

Zhou Li had broken his wrist because of Fang Xiaowu, although he had already connected it, but at this time he still felt a faint pain, so he didn't dare to get too close, stood a few meters away, and said, "Fang Xiaowu, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"What are you waiting for me to do? Do you want to compete with me once and let me break your wrist again?"

"Of course not, someone asked me to give this to you. ”

"What's that?"

Zhou Li took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms with his left hand, and said, "This is Yuan Qingfeng and Brother Yuan asked me to give it to you, there are ten pills in it, which are very precious, and it is regarded as a gift for hurting you last time." ”

"Yuan Qingfeng would be so kind?" Fang Xiaowu sneered: "You go back and tell him that my Xiaowu's injury has long been healed, and he doesn't need his elixir." ”

"You!" Zhou Li wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare, so he could only say coldly: "Fang Xiaowu, since you don't accept Brother Yuan's kindness, then I have to take this bottle of medicine back and return it to Brother Yuan." After finishing speaking, he slipped away with a few younger brothers.