In the Huashan wing, Yuan Feng was lying quietly on the bed, looking up in a daze, digesting what Mo Fan said.

Mo Fan didn't care about it on the side, and said, "I'll go get you dinner, you haven't eaten for three months, you must be hungry." ”

After Mo Fan left, the room was empty again, leaving only Yuan Feng alone.

"I've been listening to it for a while, aren't you coming out?"

Suddenly, Yuan Feng shouted nonsensically at the empty wing.

Unexpectedly, next to the empty round table, a white-haired old man in a gray robe appeared, his eyes seemed to be narrowed, and he smiled: "Xiaoyou seems to be recovering well, in this way, can you sleep well in the past three months?" ”

The old Taoist priest who suddenly appeared, Yuan Feng quickly thought of the one Mo Fan just said, the old Taoist priest in the Huashan Taoist Temple, presumably this one.

"Thanks to the Taoist Chief's care, but the juniors can't get up now, forgive me for being rude." Turning his head and looking at the old Taoist who had no magic fluctuations on his body, Yuan Feng knew that he was another elder, so he greeted him very politely.

"No problem, no problem." After that, the old Taoist leader's eyes opened, causing Yuan Feng to see the pair of slightly silver-white eyes.

Although those eyes looked a little sluggish from the outside world, Yuan Feng could be sure that this Dao Master seemed to be more than weak on the outside. On the contrary, his current body is bone, and it is estimated that the spirit guy is still more energetic.

didn't care about Yuan Feng's looking eyes, because even he was looking at the other party.

"Little friends are very special." After observing each other for a while, the old Taoist priest began to take the initiative to speak, and his tone was very interested and curious.

Yuan Feng smiled, behaved a little more honestly, and said: "Everyone says that I am very special, but in fact, I am just a magician whose talent is a little stronger than ordinary people." ”

"Hehe, I don't mean this in particular." The old Taoist elder pointed to his chest and said meaningfully: "Your strength is very special, and being chosen by my old friend proves that you are extraordinary." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Feng's honest appearance disappeared, and the transformation became extremely serious.

On his eyes, an invisible layer of weak blue light appeared, staring closely at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to see something.

But in the end, Yuan Feng had no choice but to give up, because he couldn't see anything.

His face slowly receded from seriousness, turned into a rotten appearance, and said helplessly: "It's the most uncomfortable to shout with you old guys, it's like there's no secret at all, it's very boring." ”

Yuan Feng knew that the existence of Huang Longzhu was known.

Because he thought that Mo Fan had said that the old Taoist priest had made an earthy brown light on his chest.

At the same time, when he was silent in a daze before, Yuan Feng entered the spiritual world and found that the Yellow Dragon Ball was emitting a meager light that was transmitted to every part of his body.

Obviously, Huang Longzhu saved himself, but the old Taoist priest didn't know what method he used to activate it to save him.

If Yuan Feng remembered correctly, Huang Longzhu fell into a petrified state after he used the power of loess. At the time of the ancient capital, he did not inject the light of hope into the interior, and there was no early recovery.

According to the experience of the last time, the Yellow Dragon Ball could not be used for at least three months, but the old Taoist priest was able to activate it, and the two should have some origin.

Three months have passed, and I don't have the slightest desire to eat, and I think it's also the credit of Huang Longzhu.

In the face of Yuan Feng's words, the old Taoist smiled and said nothing, and did not explain much.

But the next sentence made Yuan Fengtong shrink, and his face changed abruptly.

"Actually, you still have that little friend outside with me, and there really isn't much of a secret to speak of. I even know some secrets that only the two of you know. ”

Book of Hundred Leagues

"Who the hell are you!"

Although Yuan Feng couldn't move, a little light magic energy flowed out of his body, forming a surging silver giant phantom behind him.

Just by standing there, the phantom of Nexus emitted an aura no less than that of a monarch, and no one except the forbidden spell mage could ignore it.

But the old Taoist's actions made Yuan Feng dumbfounded.

The old Taoist priest stood there leisurely, and even poured a cup of tea, completely ignoring the monarch's power unleashed by Nexus.

"Xiaoyou, you still need a month to recuperate before you can restore your body to its peak state."

"Another little friend is here, if you have any doubts, you can come to the main hall to find me in a month, and then we will talk slowly."

"I'm surprised that you've come into this world, and I hope that in a month's time, you and I will both get a perfect answer..."

As the last sentence fell, the old Taoist priest slowly became illusory, until when the door opened, he completely disappeared there.

"Fengzi, lunch was brought for you, you should be very hungry after being hungry for three months." Mo Fan was holding a tray in his hand, with meat and two vegetables on it, and a bowl of soup that looked very appetizing.

Obviously, although it is a Taoist temple, it is not as simple as imagined.

Placing the tray on the table, Mo Fan turned around and just wanted to beckon Yuan Feng to get up, and then patted his head in annoyance.

"Look at my memory, how did I forget." Glancing at the dishes on the table, Mo Fan thought for a while and said, "In this way, I'll go to those buns and come over for you to gnaw." ”

As soon as Mo Fan wanted to take it, a spiritual force arrived, and Yuan Feng's voice sounded: "No need Mo Fan, even if your body can't move." But don't forget that I'm a space mage, and I can eat without my hands. ”

Not to mention, using the space system to eat, Yuan Feng tried it for the first time.

I used to think about living a life of clothes to reach out for food and open my mouth.

Now that he has space magic, it seems that he can really reach the point where he can open his mouth, just thinking about it makes me feel a little excited.

"Uh... That's how you use space? ”

Mo Fan was a little dumbfounded for a while, now his spatial cultivation is extremely low, and he can't play any flowers. Now that I heard Yuan Feng's words, my mind couldn't turn for a while.

You know, the space department is the powerful magic department that the group of civilian mages outside wants to awaken in their dreams, and you just play like this???

"You don't understand this Mo Fan, let me tell you, the spiritual strength is the first in the space department, the second place is the control power, and the last is the cultivation of the space department." While lying on the bed and explaining, spatial fluctuations appeared on Yuan Feng's body.

I saw a burst of telekinesis, snatching the tray from Mo Fan's hand and floating not far from the bed.

"It's hard to improve mental strength, so it takes a certain amount of chance, but control can be trained at any time, like this." At the same time as explaining, the spatial fluctuations were released onto the braised pork, and a piece of red meat was taken out, and it flew into Yuan Feng's mouth.

When the braised pork entered the mouth, the taste buds that had stopped working finally had something to do, and soon the deliciousness of this piece of meat was perfectly extracted.

"Yes, this braised pork is really delicious." I don't know if it's because he hasn't eaten for three months, Yuan Feng found that this braised pork was a hundred times more delicious than what he had eaten before.

While eating, Yuan Feng did not forget to explain to Mo Fan on the side: "Of course, the space system needs not only strength, but also the control of the release of spiritual power. It's like if I'm going to eat this meal, I need to release the same force as holding a fast food in my hand.

But I was careless, and accidentally increased the power of the space system to the maximum, and directly exploded with a hundred tons of power, do you think I can still eat this meal? ”

"Don't look at the use of space to eat, it's an overkill. But if you think about it, every grain of rice, every piece of meat, and every mouthful of soup weighs differently.

If you deliberately weaken your mental power in the process of eating, you will reach the weakest force that just happens to pick them up. Is this a very important training in the long run? ”

Mo Fan was on the side, nodded stupidly, and suddenly, he saw Yuan Feng eat all three dishes, a bowl of soup, and a bowl of rice...

In the following time, Mo Fan gradually learned from Yuan Feng and began to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner.

The process was very tragic, either the food was lost by too much force, or the strength was too weak, so weak that even a grain of rice could not be picked up.

Mo Fan compared himself, and then looked at Yuan Feng, who was doing whatever he wanted and living a life of opening his mouth with food, and suddenly felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

In addition to cultivating halfway, he also asked Mo Fan to call Ning Xue, his parents, Jiaojiao, uncle, grandfather, etc., indicating that he was all right and would go back soon.

And just like that, a month passed.

As the old Taoist said, Yuan Feng recovered, and the strength of his whole body returned.