Chapter 2: Green Fairy Qing Xueyan

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The femininity is quiet and serene, as if nothing in this world can make her emotions fluctuate, just standing there quietly, people can't have the slightest blasphemy thought, as if she is the creator and soft-hearted pity.

One less portrayal loses this beauty. A little more whitewashing, there will be a desecration of this pretty face that God also pity.

Grunt...

Wu Feng was stunned, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva quietly. As if sensing that Wu Feng had been looking at her, the girl casually brushed the hair from the corner of her shoulder, nodded and smiled lightly: "Qingfeng Cliff, Qingxueyan ......"

"Wu Fu! Wu Feng. ”

Wu Feng came to his senses and hurriedly replied! His face couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and he kept secretly scolding himself in his heart for getting out, staring at a girl's house, it was simply against the virtuous way.

Qing Xueyan was very calm, and stopped talking after nodding. But like a ghost, a fiery red figure suddenly flashed past Qing Xueyan's side, and suddenly turned into a fiery red afterimage and rushed towards Wu Feng!

"Hehe, boy, you've seen things you shouldn't be looking at. ”

A slightly frivolous young man's voice quietly echoed throughout the hall, accompanied by a fiery red fist that continued to expand in Wu Feng's pupils.

The source power is released, and the strength above the source network realm?

Wu Feng looked at the fiery red fist in his pupils, and the horror in his heart was undoubtedly maximized at this moment.

At the beginning of cultivation, it was the marrow cutting realm, and in this realm, it was almost no different from ordinary people, it was just the perceptual heaven and earth source qi that planted the source power seeds in itself.

Above is the Source Pattern Realm, and this realm can condense the Source Pattern and use the Source Power, which is many times stronger than ordinary people who don't know.

And if you want to release the source power, you can only reach the source realm and open up the eight veins of the strange meridians in the body.

Wu Feng thought that he was also a genius, among the young generation in this Bluestone City, he was one of the few people who had condensed the Source Pattern at the age of only fifteen, but the young man in front of him who seemed to be about the same size as himself was actually a person above the Source Realm?

This is not a small blow to Wu Feng, who has always been arrogant!

Wu Feng was not an indecisive person, and immediately hugged his arms to his chest and made the most conventional blocking posture. As soon as he finished this, Wu Feng felt an extremely hot fluctuation approaching, and then a powerful force instantly poured into his arms.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, Wu Feng's body was directly carried away by this huge force, smashing the wooden door and drawing a graceful arc in the air, falling directly into the courtyard outside the lobby.

The terrifying power brought by the fiery red fist not only tore the muscles on his arms, but also shattered the coat above, penetrated into his chest, and shook his internal organs.

The damage originally suffered on the stone tower has been restored, which is even worse.

Boom!

In the sky full of fragments of robes, Wu Feng slumped down on the stone slab in the courtyard, revealing bronzed and healthy skin on his upper body, and on his chest, a pendant with dark flashes and strange highlights swayed......

"Poof......

Wu Feng couldn't hold back a mouthful of rich blood spurting out directly, and fell on the stone slab in the courtyard with a pale face, looking at the lobby with an angry expression.

I saw a slightly lazy young figure standing there quietly at the door of the lobby that had been damaged.

It was a young man with fiery red hair and a slight flamboyance, no more than sixteen years old at most, and it could be said that he was a young man of Wu Feng's generation. But the strength is amazingly high, just that punch just now may not even be able to beat the ordinary Origin Realm master, this son's strength is by no means ordinary!

"It's really disappointing that I can't even take up less than one percent of my strength! I didn't expect Feng Zun to teach such a weak disciple......"

The young man shook his head, as if he was sorry, but he did not hide the sarcasm in his eyes.

"Shut up!"

"Bold, presumptuous!"

The old man known as the Confucian Venerable and the Wind Master rushed out one after the other, and the blow of the young man just now happened extremely fast, almost between lightning and flint. Even if they wanted to stop it, their bodies couldn't react for a moment.

Who would have thought that the atmosphere that was harmonious one second would burst out and hurt people the next moment?

Feng Qingyang stepped forward to check Wu Feng's injuries with a gloomy face, and when he found that the latter's injuries had reached a state of being on the verge of cripplement, the fire that had been hidden finally couldn't help but burst out!

"Confucian Zun, see what your apprentice has done! If you don't want to participate in this ten-year trip, you can leave. You should know the identity of the person behind this kid, if something happens to this kid, our three families and even the entire three sects and nine streams will not be able to live in peace!"

The wrinkled old man frowned slightly, and immediately scolded the fiery young man: "Look at the good things you have done, why don't you apologize to Fengzun soon?"

Turned around and smiled at Feng Qingyang: "Feng Zun is discouraged, young people are reckless, who doesn't have a time when they are young and frivolous? The two of them can be regarded as not knowing each other, so let's do it! I have a dragon scale pill here, which must have a good effect on Xiaoyou's injury." ”

After speaking, he didn't know where he took out a golden pill, and suddenly a rich danxiang that could not be dissolved filled the entire courtyard.

Wu Feng suddenly perked up when he asked about this danxiang, and his intuition told him that this was definitely a good thing, and the first-order pills and second-order pills he had seen in Fang City before were simply the difference between cloud and mud compared to this pill.

He looked at Feng Qingyang pitifully, for fear that he wouldn't be able to hold a single tendon and refuse to exit, Wu Feng roared in his heart, his injuries were fine... It's okay, Master, take it, take it!

"Hehe, this dragon scale pill is a good thing! I heard that this pill must be refined with pure dragon blood, not only a holy medicine for healing, but also the most important thing is that it can temper people's flesh, and it is even possible to get a trace of dragon characteristics, Confucian's handwriting is not small!"

The middle-aged man also walked out of the lobby, looking at the golden elixir in the hand of the old man in the sixtieth armor and said with a smile.

Feng Qingyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the old immortal also jumped out at the critical moment, with this guy's reconciliation, I'm afraid today's matter will not be too big.

In addition, the fiery young man on the side reluctantly apologized under the pressure of the old man, and then ignored it like this, until he seemed to be a child.

"Humph!"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly and directly snatched the elixir from the old man's hand, turned around and stuffed it into Wu Feng's mouth.

When Wu Feng came back to his senses, he was dumbfounded, and the sweet fragrance in his mouth went down his throat into his abdomen, and a surging medicinal power was instantly released.

Wu Feng wanted to cry without tears, but he didn't have the leisure to cry, and the torrent of medicinal power transformed by the golden pill rubbed into every inch of bone and every cell in his body in an almost absolutely domineering way.

Wu Feng felt as if there were countless swimming dragons in his body, constantly integrating into his flesh and blood. Even he could clearly hear the roar of a giant dragon in his body, and the endless dragon chant was like the sound of the heavens, which shook people's hearts.

With the integration of the medicinal power, Wu Feng clearly sensed that the injuries in his body were improving at an astonishing speed, and even some of the dark injuries left in his body when he was cultivating in the stone pagoda were being quickly removed.

If Wu Feng is asked to describe the current feeling in one word, it will only be "cool"!

"The most important thing about the Dragon Scale Pill is for the physical cultivation, many physical cultivators are specially looking for the old man to refine this Dragon Scale Pill, and the conditions offered are even more tempting, and the old man refuses them all! Although the eighth-order pill is not difficult for the old man, the most important thing is the dragon blood, how many pure dragon clans are there now? Almost all of them are gathered in the Dragon Valley, it can be said that it is difficult to find a single drop!"

The old man looked at Wu Feng, who was emitting a faint golden light all over his body, stroked his beard and sighed!

"Although this Dragon Scale Pill is an eighth-order elixir, the medicinal power is very mild, this kid is blessed. Although it is a bit of a waste to absorb the Dragon Scale Pill with his current physical body, he can at least lay a good physical foundation, which is very consistent with the cultivation purpose of your Eight Extremes Sect of Fengzun!"

The middle-aged man also smiled and agreed, Feng Qingyang glanced at the two of them, and said lightly: "My Baji Gate pays the most attention to the firmness of the foundation, and in the past, there has not been a proud son of heaven in my sect. Do you dare to say that these proud disciples behind you will definitely be above Wu Feng in the future?"

"What's not to do! Hmph, I'm already at the strength of the Giant Elephant Realm now, if I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid this kid has just condensed the source pattern, right?

As soon as he heard this, the fiery young man couldn't help but jump out again, and shouted noisily! The old man frowned slightly, and with a slight swing of his robe, the fiery young man was detained behind him and could not move.

Then he smiled helplessly: "Fengzun, don't go to your heart, this kid has always been this frizzy person, how can I not believe Fengzun's words? besides, if you don't believe it, you have to believe the person behind him......"

Standing beside the middle-aged man, who had been watching all this calmly, the last young man who had not spoken, couldn't help but quietly ask, "Master, who is the person you have been mentioning?"

The man is dressed in a pale gold gorgeous robe, with nine dragons and nine phoenixes engraved on it, with a noble and elegant temperament, giving people a feeling of not being angry and arrogant, everyone's first reaction is that he is a young king!

"The dragon was played by shrimp in shallow water, and the tiger was bullied by dogs in Pingyang.

The tiger lies deep in the mountains and listens to the wind howling, and the dragon lies in the shallows and other sea tides.

At the end of the sea, the sky is the shore, and the mountain is the peak.

One day the tiger will return to the mountain, and half of the sky will be stained with blood.

One day, the phoenix is the phoenix, the chicken is the chicken.

One day the lion enters the forest, and I want to roar the mountains and rivers.

One day the phoenix soars to the sky, and I want to see the whole world.

The dead wood is still recurring in spring, and people are no longer young.

The flowing water on the beach is not intentional, and the white clouds are unintentional.

The heroes of the world are not born, and they are destroyed by the years of entering the rivers and lakes.

In the grand plan hegemony talk and laugh, it is better than a drunken ...... in life"

Looking at Wu Feng, who was bathed in golden light and meditating quietly on his knees, the middle-aged Venerable recited such a poem with a flat gaze.

From the first sentence, the old man and Feng Qingyang were complex, and after this domineering poem was slowly read, the three young men Tianjiao were stunned, as if they had thought of something, and their hearts exploded after they met each other!

Don't...... It's that guy......