Chapter Seventy-Eight: Paying It Off All at Once

Song Qingci pursed his lips and said, "In half a month, Han Weiyu, one of the top ten disciples, will hold a birthday banquet, I think you'd better go too." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Birthday party, what am I going to do, I don't know what Han Weiyu is. ”

Tang Feng shook his head, he was not interested in this, he just wanted to practice with peace of mind, and he didn't want to get involved in other things.

Song Qingci glared at Tang Feng and said, "What the old man means is that there will be a lot of celebrities of the younger generation gathered at this banquet, and you should make more friends, and you can't really be limited to the bitter peak." ”

Tang Feng's face was flat, and he said, "I know, I'll go and see it when I have time." ”

Song Celadon glanced at Tang Feng, and didn't continue to say anything, just explained the time and place, and left with the little monkey.

Before leaving, the little monkey waved the iron rod in his hand, threatening Tang Feng that if he didn't pay for the wine, he would beat him to death with a stick.

Tang Feng couldn't help but laugh, and only after Song Celadon and the little monkey had left, did he put away his smile and his face became solemn.

"This little monkey has a mysterious origin, and it is suspected to be related to the Monkey King, how can he be so close to Song Celadon?"

He was very puzzled, and there were more thoughts in his heart, but they were all shrouded in a layer of fog, and he couldn't sort it out clearly.

Late at night, Shen Xifeng returned to Kufeng, found Tang Feng, and took him to the back mountain.

Tang Feng asked respectfully, "Master, is there something wrong?"

Shen Xifeng pointed to a giant tree that reached the sky and said, "I once assigned you three senior brothers a task to carry three loads of water every day to water this tree, but unfortunately they gave up before January. ”

Tang Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the ancient tree, which was extremely thick, and it took twenty or thirty people to hug it, and there were many branches, covering a space.

He felt that this tree was a bit evil, otherwise it was just watering, and it was impossible for the three senior brothers to give up halfway.

A smile appeared at the corner of Shen Xifeng's mouth, and he said, "You came to my Kufeng Peak because you want to learn swords, but I also said that I won't teach you swordsmanship." ”

After a pause, he continued, "However, as long as you can irrigate this tree with three loads of water a day for forty-nine days, someone will teach you kendo. ”

Hearing this, Tang Feng's pupils shrank, and he took a deep look at the giant tree that reached the sky again.

"What is the origin, is this tree spiritual?"

He was speculating, and he felt more and more that this bitter peak was a little impenetrable, shrouded in a layer of fog.

"Bitter Peak, Bitter Peak, Bitter Peak, Bitter Peak, alas!"

Shen Xifeng sighed lightly, then put his hands behind his back, took a step, and disappeared.

Tang Feng was solemn, and Shen Xifeng's last sigh revealed something that was suspected to be related to the secrecy of Kufeng.

Seven days passed in a flash, and during these seven days, Tang Feng went to the spiritual spring at the foot of the Jade Girl Peak every morning to fetch three loads of water to water the ancient tree.

"Look at that man, he is covered in sweat, and it is disgusting. ”

"Hehe, didn't you see going to the bitter peak, aren't the people on that peak so lowly?"

"Alas, I gave birth to a good skin, but unfortunately I was born in a bitter peak and was destined to be humble. ”

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A group of female disciples of Jade Girl Peak laughed, and their eyes were full of contempt and disgust when they looked at Tang Feng.

Tang Feng ignored this, and used this to refine his heart and cast a perfect Dao heart.

"I don't know how that ancient tree will teach me kendo. ”

With some anticipation, he wiped the sweat from his chin and began to water the ancient tree with its charred leaves.

Every time the scoop of spiritual spring water falls, the life breath of this ancient tree will be a little stronger, exuding a little spiritual energy.

"It's really tiring to make it a seal. ”

Tang Feng muttered to himself, and a layer of sweat the size of a bean appeared on his forehead as he spoke.

For some reason, it was easy for him to pick up the first load of water, but after irrigating the first load of water, he would be particularly tired when he picked up the second load of water, and when he picked up the third load of water, it would be extremely difficult.

Glancing at the sky, it was already the beginning of the sun, and after calculating the time, today was the time for the Hall of Merit to distribute the resources of each peak.

"Sima Dongxi, this time I not only have to receive the resources of my bitter peak, but also let you pay off the previous one. ”

Tang Feng's eyes were a little cold, and he had a very bad feeling for Sima Dongxi, one of the top ten disciples.

After a simple bath, he changed into a simple and elegant white coat and rushed towards the Hall of Merit.

The Hall of Merit was very lively, and each peak sent the leaders of the younger generation to receive the cultivation resources.

The queue was very long, like a long dragon, and they were almost outside the hall.

Tang Feng was a little surprised, he originally thought that he had come early, but he didn't expect to be the last person.

I had no choice but to queue up, but fortunately, the resource distribution efficiency was very high, and it didn't take long to get to Tangfeng.

"Are you from Kufeng?"

Sima Dongxi looked at Tang Feng and deliberately raised his voice, causing the disciples of all the peaks who were about to leave to stop and turn their heads to look at Tang Feng.

"Yes. ”

Tang Feng's eyes were a little cold, he didn't have a good impression of this Sima Dongxi, and he didn't even want to say more than half a word.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you're at the end of the queue, and the resources have been claimed, please go back. ”

Sima Dongxi did not hide the ridicule in his eyes, and made it clear that he would not give Tang Feng resources and would humiliate him.

"Tianxuanmen clearly states that each peak has resources, how can this happen?"

Tang Feng drank coldly, his brows lowered, if this Sima Dongxi really wanted to insult him, then he wouldn't mind letting the crosser pawn out of the sheath.

"I said no is no more, you dare to question me?"

Sima Dongxi crossed his arms around his chest and looked at Tang Feng with a sneer, his expression was arrogant, and he looked down on Tang Feng.

"Sima Dongxi, one of the top ten disciples, is really majestic!"

Tang Feng's voice became more and more cold, and his right hand was already on the hilt of the sword of the crosser, ready to slash Sima Dongxi at any time.

"Hehe, how am I, it's not your turn to judge, Kufeng's garbage. ”

Sima Dongxi smiled arrogantly, causing the rest of the young disciples in the hall to laugh together.

"Hahaha, what kind of thing is it, you dare to disobey Senior Brother Sima's mind. ”

"Are the people of Kufeng so hard, it's ridiculous. ”

"Hey, you said Senior Brother Sima wait a minute, will you break his tendons or hamstrings?"

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A group of people were discussing, looking at Tang Feng's eyes with disdain, and an expression of watching a monkey show.

"Do you hear me, do you want to cut off your hand, or do you want to cut off your foot?"

Sima Dongxi sneered again and again, he didn't take Tang Feng to heart at all, he was conceited to the extreme, and felt that one finger could crush Tang Feng to death.

The corners of Tang Feng's mouth curled up in an indifferent arc, the river crossing pawn had already been unsheathed by an inch, the snowy sword blade showed killing intent, and the supreme sword intent rolled in the scabbard, just waiting for it to come out of the sheath.

"Of course, if you want to die, that's fine, killing a Kufeng garbage is equivalent to crushing a bed bug, and they won't care if they want to teach them. ”

Seeing that there was murderous intent in Tang Feng's eyes, Sima Dongxi sneered, and his expression was very relaxed.

"It's true that crushing a bed bug doesn't make a difference. ”

Tang Feng smiled lightly, resisted the thumb of the hilt of the sword of the river crosser, and flicked it suddenly.

Break the sword and cross the river, unsheathed!