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Ye Feng has been studying in the Qingfeng Martial Academy for more than two months, and he has really not completely visited the Martial Academy, except for the medicine hall and the entrance of the martial hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fengqingwuyuan covers an extremely wide area.

The Medicine Hall, Martial Hall, and Wentang occupy only the outer courtyard of the Martial Academy, and the real inner courtyard of the Fengqing Martial Academy is not something that anyone can enter.

Following behind Chen Qiu, Ye Feng slowly walked past the Scripture Pavilion, the tallest building in the entire Fengqing Martial Academy, and inadvertently looked up to see an old man with white hair at the top of the Scripture Pavilion smiling and nodding towards him.

"That's the old dean. ”

Chen Qiu seemed to be able to sense the confusion in Ye Feng's heart, and said without looking back.

Ye Feng's heart shook violently, and he stopped and saluted the old man.

During this time, he also knew that the Fengqing Martial Academy was only famous in the hands of the old dean, and he was also a legendary figure, and he respected the old dean very much in his heart.

Regardless of whether Chen Qiu or the old dean was happy, they were all happier about Ye Feng's gift.

After all, it is really counted, Ye Feng is the son of the Ye family in the Shangguo of Shenzhou, and he is still the fifth son who was once in the sky, and being able to have such etiquette proves that they are not wrong.

Walking through the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the eyes suddenly opened up.

Pavilions and pavilions loom among the trees, a path winds into the distance among the green grass, and not far from the path, a stream is a clear spring.

Chen Qiu's footsteps didn't stop, and he kept walking towards the building among the trees.

Ye Feng was vigilant.

At first glance, it seems that the inner courtyard of this Feng Qingwu Courtyard is nothing unusual, it looks relaxed and ordinary, but in fact, from the moment he entered the inner courtyard, Ye Feng felt that there was no less than eight people in the line of sight.

If it weren't for Chen Qiu leading the way in front, I'm afraid that as soon as he stepped into the inner courtyard, he would have been arrested.

It wasn't until Chen Qiu opened his mouth to speak that the feeling of being watched disappeared.

The two of them were not slow on foot, but it took more than a quarter of an hour to reach the pavilion and pavilion they had seen before.

"It should be a formation. ”

Ye Feng muttered in his heart, the formation is invisible and traceless, it is indeed the best way to take care of the home.

It's just that the formation is rare to see in the upper kingdom of Shenzhou, but I didn't expect that there was a formation in the inner courtyard of the Qingfeng Martial Academy.

It seems that this Fengqing Martial Arts Academy is not as simple as it seems.

He muttered to himself in his heart, and as soon as he followed Chen Qiu into a protruding pavilion, he heard a strong voice in his ears, and then a person appeared in front of the two.

The person who came was a tiger with a bear's waist, his physique was three points stronger than Gu Yun's, his two legs were like two pillars, and under his bronzed skin, there were bulging muscle blocks.

"Master. ”

The man had a smile on his face, and behind him was a large sword that was longer than a man and three feet wide.

Chen Qiu nodded at the strong man and asked in a deep voice, "What about your senior sister?"

"Senior Sister has just come back and is talking to my wife, beckoning me to go get some water. The smile on the strong man's face became more and more intense, but a pair of eyes fell on Ye Feng.

"This is your seventh junior brother, and I need you to take care of it more in the future. Chen Qiu said lightly.

The smile on the strong man's face froze, and then he looked at Ye Feng with a lot of closeness in his eyes, which subconsciously made people feel cordial.

"Seventh junior brother is good. The strong man said with a smile.

Ye Feng returned the salute, but he didn't know what to call it.

"Hurry up and fetch water, there will be time for you to get close in the future. Chen Qiu commanded indifferently.

The strong man echoed, nodded towards Ye Feng, and then squeezed his eyes and strode away.

The two of them passed the pavilion and came to a square in a blink of an eye, the square was paved with bluestone slabs, and on both sides of the square, all kinds of weapons shone in the sun, which looked quite extraordinary.

"This is the place where your senior brothers practice martial arts, although your dantian is broken, but practicing more is good for your body. Chen Qiu was still in that unhurried tone, and Ye Feng nodded secretly.

As for why Chen Qiu asked the strong man to call him the seventh junior brother, who was the strong man, and who was the senior sister in their mouths, these questions echoed in Ye Feng's mind, but Ye Feng didn't ask.

When he needs to know, he will naturally know.

It is precisely because of this mentality that Ye Feng is not nervous at all, and he doesn't even have the curiosity to go to a strange place for the first time.

This made Chen Qiu, who was leading the way in front, secretly strange in his heart.

It is not surprising that Ye Feng does not put the inner courtyard of the Fengqing Martial Academy in his eyes, after all, Ye Feng is the fifth son of the Ye family, what luxurious and leisurely realm has he never been to?

But he specially instructed the strong man to call Ye Feng the seventh junior brother, and said something like senior sister in the clouds, Ye Feng actually didn't have a curious look at all, which made him wonder in his heart if the person in front of him was really less than twenty years old?

It's just that Ye Feng's still immature face makes him have to believe that someone is born calm, he is clearly only twenty years old, but he looks like he is seventy or eighty, and he can be indifferent to everything.

Later, when Chen Qiu and Ye Feng chatted, Ye Feng could only laugh and say nothing.

This body is only twenty years old, but he lived not only twenty years in his previous life, but hundreds of years, and his mentality is older than anyone else, but when he passed through this body, there was a change that even Ye Feng himself couldn't figure out, and his mentality seemed to have become much younger than in his previous life.

Otherwise, the feeling of premature aging will be unbearable!

Anything can be disguised, but mentality is the worst to fake!

It's like an old man in his seventies and eighties, no matter how you pretend, you can't be a child's clarity and ignorance.

Passing through the square, what appeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes was not the imaginary large courtyard, but several courtyards that were similar to ordinary people's houses, scattered at random.

"This is where several of your other brothers and sisters live, and in the middle is the residence of the teacher, and when you settle down, you can choose a place to build your own yard. ”

Chen Qiu said, his speed under his feet was much faster, and he was obviously in a very urgent mood.

A few wooden sticks are tied together to form a half-man-high fence, and there are some small vegetables planted on the left side of the yard, but some flowers and plants on the right, and at the end of the gravel paved path are five tiled houses, which are refreshing and refreshing.

Walking into the small courtyard, Ye Feng's heart suddenly felt a chill envelop his body.

"Father, you're back. ”

A person walked out of the hall and saluted Chen Qiu, and the chill came to his face, it was none other than Chen Xue'er.

Ye Feng met Chen Xue'er's eyes and unexpectedly found that there was some cunning in her eyes.

"Come in. ”

Chen Qiu didn't talk to Chen Xue'er, but walked directly into the room.

Chen Xue'er didn't care, retreated to Ye Feng, and said in a low voice: "You go in first, I'll make tea." With that, Lianbu moved lightly into a room on the left side of the hall.

The furnishings in the hall are very simple, facing the door, is a calligraphy and painting, in the painting an ordinary looking old man is smiling, from the eyebrows and eyes, and the old man of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is very similar, I think it is the establishment of the Fengqing Martial Arts Academy.

Below the portrait, there is a simple sacrificial table, with an incense altar in the center and some seasonal fruits on the left and right.

In the center of the hall is a table of eight immortals, several round stools are placed separately, and several white porcelain teacups are placed on the table of eight immortals.

Chen Qiu was not the only one in the room, there was also a person who was grimacing at Ye Feng, who was it if it wasn't Xiao Lori?

Chen Qiu nodded towards Ye Feng, then lifted the curtain of the door on the right and walked in on his own.

Ye Feng glanced at it, and only saw some vague situations, as if there was a bed in the inner room, and there were people lying on the bed.

"Brother madman, you were really handsome just now, you are not afraid of being beaten to death!" As soon as Chen Qiu left, Xiao Lori ran up to make fun of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled indifferently, he wouldn't tell Xiao Lori that he was good that someone came out to protect him, so he acted so perversely, of course, he didn't mean to be angry.

And the object of his anger was the lord of the king's hall.

As long as the hall master holds the knife he sent over, where will the next thing happen?

Ye Feng glanced at the inner room, and whispered to Little Lori, "Didn't your family tell you not to play with Chen Xue'er, why did you come here?"

"I wasn't allowed to play with Chen Xue'er, but it didn't let me not associate with Uncle Chen. Little Lori narrowed her eyes and said with an oath.

A black line appeared on Ye Feng's forehead, Chen Xue'er is Chen Qiu's daughter, is there any difference?

"Sister Cher is very pitiful. Little Lori said mysteriously.

The room that was originally at a normal temperature suddenly became cold, Ye Feng looked back, and sure enough, it was Chen Xue'er who walked in, and outside the room, the strong man was leaving the courtyard.

"Taste your father's treasured tea. ”

Chen Xue'er put the teapot in her hand on the table of the Eight Immortals, looked at Xiao Lori, and then glanced at the inner room, her expression was a little gloomy, and she left the room by herself.

Ye Feng frowned, not knowing what to say.

He vaguely understood Chen Qiu's family.

Little Lori was about to speak mysteriously, Chen Qiu, who had entered the back room before, strode out, and Little Lori winked at Ye Feng and slipped out of the room.

Chen Qiu sat at the table of the Eight Immortals with a golden knife, stretched out his hand and poured a cup of the teapot that Chen Xue'er had just brought back, and gently sipped it.

Ye Feng stood aside and looked at Chen Qiu so steadily.

After drinking a cup of tea, Chen Qiu's eyes were hooked, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Feng was not in a hurry, he just turned his head to look at the only decorated portrait in the entire room, and the more he looked, the more he found that the person who painted this painting was not simple.

With a few brushstrokes, a person can be painted vividly, which can be done in both modern society and Chinese painting, but no one can paint a person's whole life into a painting.

From different angles, the old man in the painting will present different situations, just like when Ye Feng walked into the room, he saw a kind old man, and where he was standing now, he saw a middle-aged man with a sad face, when he was talking to Xiao Lori before, he casually glanced at it, and actually saw a heroic young man.

Ye Feng didn't know how superb his painting skills were needed to paint so many expressive contents into the same painting, but he knew that the author of this painting must be a great martial artist.

Cultivation is at least above the realm of life and death.

"See something?" asked Chen Qiu slowly.

Ye Feng shook his head, then nodded, and finally said nothing.

Chen Qiu showed a look of satisfaction on his face, pointed to the round stool opposite him, and spit out one word: Sit.

Ye Feng was as good as a stream, not only sat down, but also unceremoniously poured himself a cup of tea, bitter and sweet tea in his stomach, and his whole body was comfortable.

"This painting was painted by the chaotic predecessors themselves before the end of their lives, passed down from generation to generation, and finally passed on to me. ”

Chen Qiu said with some feelings, "I must know a lot of my story, if it weren't for the old dean's fancies, I wouldn't have today's achievements, but unfortunately Xue'er is a daughter, and I can't inherit the incense for the chaotic family, which is the biggest guilt in my life." ”

Ye Feng frowned, he didn't understand why Chen Qiu was talking to him about this.

"Take out the elixir you refined in the stone house today and I'll take a look to see if you kid has real skills or is pretentious. ”

Chen Qiu changed his previous melancholy and said with a hearty smile.

Ye Feng frowned again, a little hesitant.

"You kid is still hiding with me, everyone outside calls me Master Mushu, now I'm qualified to see the pills you refined!"

Chen Qiu said with a slight smile, but Ye Feng's heart seemed to be blowing through a hurricane.

Chen Qiu?

Mushu?

The two are the same person!

Ye Feng hesitated slightly, and under Chen Qiu's gaze, he took out three pills from his arms and placed them on the table of the Eight Immortals one by one.

Each of the three pills is round and smooth, with a dragon's eye that is white, black, and light red from left to right.

Chen Qiu's pupils shrank, he took the three pills in front of him, and carefully observed them one by one, not only looking, but also smelling the smell, and even scraped some powder off the pill with his fingernails, and tasted it.

Ye Feng's heart was full of turns.

He had been careful and careful, but he didn't expect such a mistake to occur.

At the beginning of the stone house, he was going to boil some medicinal juice to pass the assessment, but he didn't expect that the power of the earth fire was far beyond his imagination, it was not easy to boil the medicinal juice, and there was no water in the stone house that could be added.

Ye Feng didn't know if there was water to add to other stone houses, and even he was completely speculating about refining medicine in this world, because he had never seen others refining medicine at all.

In order not to fall short, Ye Feng could only call on his physical potential, reluctantly beat the cultivator's Cheng Dan Decision, and refined three pills.

The reason why he fell asleep in the stone house was that he didn't know how to fool people into believing that it was the pill he had refined, and secondly, because the three alchemy pills had a great load on his body and he needed to recover well.

But he never imagined that he would be woken up when he was sleeping soundly, and after coming out of the stone house, he met Mrs. Su, who was eyeing him, and he was forced to have no choice but to appear before the scene.

It can be said that the whole process is in a state that is not under his control, although he skillfully took advantage of the situation and finally retreated, but all this was hidden in front of Chen Qiu's eyes.

Knowing that he couldn't keep the secret in front of Chen Qiu, Ye Feng still had luck, so that now there was no way back at all.

With Chen Qiu's identity, as long as he checked a little, he would soon know that the fifth son of the Ye family had never been exposed to alchemy, and he had not even learned the basic knowledge of alchemy and identifying medicinal materials.

What kind of attitude would Chen Qiu have used to treat a person who suddenly showed alchemy qualifications, and even achieved himself as an alchemist without any guidance?

This is related to whether Ye Feng can gain a foothold in Shuofang City, and even the safety of his own life.

Ye Feng is gambling, betting on Chen Qiu's position.