Chen Feng compared the characteristics that Lu Mingxuan said, opened a piece of pastry and studied it carefully, I don't know if it is a psychological effect, the tempting aroma of the pastry now smells a little wrong.

The thick fragrance of osmanthus does have a slight taste of almonds, no matter what, Chen Feng will never eat these foods that Wei Ling gave him.

Chen Feng pondered for a moment, and then asked Lu Mingxuan, "I don't know what the specific effect of this Ecstasy Grass Seed is?" ”

Lu Mingxuan was observing Chen Feng after she finished saying her guess, she almost ate this pastry just now, and Chen Feng didn't mean to eat it at all, it was difficult for her not to have some doubts.

"Zhang Daoyou really doesn't know?"

Chen Feng realized that the female cultivator on the other side was suspicious of him, and said with a solemn face: "It is indeed the first time I have heard of Ecstasy Grass, and I also ask Daoist friends to answer questions, the pastry matter is my negligence, and I will make amends in the future." ”

Lu Mingxuan looked at Chen Feng with a blanket look for a while before he introduced:

"Ecstasy grass seeds alone can nourish the strong spirit of the soul, and can also have the effect of helping sleep, but if you come into contact with the leaves of the ecstasy grass within two days of eating the grass seeds, you will immediately fall into a deep sleep, and the length of time will be different according to the spiritual strength of each monk.

"I have this suspicion, or because my uncle and grandfather gave me a few packets of grass seeds in my early years, I know very well the characteristics of this grass seed."

Listening to Lu Mingxuan's introduction, Chen Feng's already calm face darkened a little.

He made up his mind that he wouldn't eat anything anyone in the future, and he couldn't prevent it.

Chen Feng's face as black as the bottom of a pot made Lu Mingxuan dispel the last bit of suspicion, and she comforted Chen Feng and said:

"Zhang Daoyou's things may not be as bad as you think, this pastry may not have been added with ecstasy grass seeds at all, and ecstasy herbs are rare, maybe it's just that the person who made this pastry used the grass seeds as ordinary dried fruits."

"Daoyou don't need to comfort me, I will investigate the truth of the matter, and now I ask Daoyou to pretend that nothing happened to go back first, and after the matter is revealed, I will visit Daoyou's mansion."

Sending Lu Mingxuan away, the anger on Chen Feng's face disappeared, although this pastry with ingredients made him very unhappy, but he was not a casual mood.

The angry look was made for Lu Mingxuan to see.

Under the melon field and plums, the pastries mixed with special drugs were shared by Chen Feng on his own initiative, and she misunderstood that it was small, if she went to sue again because of this matter, then Chen Feng would sit on wax.

Now that Lu Mingxuan has stabilized, he has to find out who is doing the machia, it is a coincidence.

"Wei Ling, Wei Ling, I hope you didn't backstab me."

Wei Ling, who returned to his residence from Chen Fengdong Mansion, was a little apprehensive.

Chen Feng was specially chosen to send pastries when he received guests, because he felt that Chen Feng had the ability to understand people's hearts, and he didn't dare to get along with Chen Feng for too long, for fear of revealing his feet.

Calming down his apprehensive mood, Wei Ling tried to cultivate, but the spiritual power in his body was like a pool of stagnant water in the past few weeks, and it became more and more difficult to mobilize his spell casting, and his cultivation of the exercises directly came to a standstill.

Even if he took the Gathering Spirit Scatter, the cultivation of the exercises did not improve at all.

Unable to find the reason, Wei Ling instinctively thought that these phenomena were caused by the obsession in his heart.

Zhang Xiaofan's oppression and enslavement of him, as well as two friends who died innocently and tragically.

The only way to solve this obsession is to kill Zhang Xiaofan.

Tomorrow is the best chance.

Thinking of this, Wei Ling's killing intent became even more intense.

Having strengthened his belief in his heart, Wei Ling gave up his attempt at cultivation, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

Not long after Wei Ling fell asleep, he actually stood up again and opened his eyes, at this time his eyes were already pitch black.

Scanning the surroundings, he took out a few slightly purple blades of grass, put them in the mortar and grind them carefully.

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"Master, disciple come to pay a visit."

Wei Ling arrived at the gate of the cave early in the morning, and he had been waiting outside for half an hour, reporting several times, but Chen Feng never responded.

However, Wei Ling did not suspect this, this was in his expectation, the effect of the pastry to help sleep, Chen Feng would definitely not be able to get up in the morning, he deliberately chose this time to come, just to take advantage of Chen Feng's most relaxed spirit when he just got up, and hit it with one blow.

After a few quarters of an hour, Chen Feng's slightly irritable voice came out.

"Come in yourself." The door of the cave mansion opened in response, Wei Ling tightened the things he was holding in his hand and walked into the cave mansion, glanced at the osmanthus cake that had obviously been used on the table, and Wei Ling made up his mind.

Spill what you have in your hand, and it's done.

Walking to the door of the cultivation meditation room, Wei Ling did not hesitate, and directly pushed the door in, but Chen Feng, who was supposed to be sitting here, was not there, and was replaced by a black iron box.

Before he could wonder, a small golden shuttle came out of nowhere and hovered in front of his head.

"Throw away the storage bag and let me in!"

"Master—" Before Wei Ling's question could be spoken, the tip of the shuttle touched his skin.

"I said go in, you just sneak in, if there is a small movement, for the teacher, this Jin Suo does not recognize people."

Wei Ling's face turned pale, feeling the things in his hand, he didn't see the target, he didn't know whether to let it out.

Jin Suo didn't give him time to hesitate, and drilled into the depths of the flesh at an even speed, which was already against his forehead bone, and was about to pierce into his head.

Holding on to the last bit of luck, Wei Ling dropped the storage bag and walked quickly into the iron box, where he could only half-squat in the small space.

When he was fully inside, there was a clang, and the door of the box was shut.

The dark and cramped environment brought heavy psychological pressure to Wei Ling, and he said with a little stumbling: "Master-Fu, is there any misunderstanding?" Disciple is innocent. ”

There was silence outside. Chen Feng didn't mean to pay attention to him at all.

A quarter of an hour passed.

In order to relieve his panicked mood, Wei Ling carefully groped the four walls of the iron box, and was shocked to find that this iron box was actually made of black iron, this low-level spiritual material that was extremely resistant to high temperatures was the nemesis of his small flame technique.

Did Zhang Xiaofan want to deal with himself a long time ago?

Just when Wei Ling was in shock, Chen Feng's joking voice sounded outside the iron box.

"Good apprentice, what kind of good thing are you holding in your hands?" Chen Feng is in a very relaxed mood now, and he has already made a very proficient move to invite you into the urn.

However, the iron box in front of him was not made by Chen Feng yesterday, this was the black iron forging furnace he specially built to assist in the cultivation of the Yuanyang body, and Chen Feng pasted the Yanwei charm in it every time he cultivated to create a high-temperature cultivation environment.

Yesterday he changed the direction of the furnace door and sealed the vent by the way.

Unlike Chen Feng's relaxation, Wei Ling fell into an ice cave after listening to Chen Feng's questioning.

It's over, it's all over.