The fat medicine boy had already foreseen his end.

Feng Ling, who was a third-order Dan Master, was punished so heavily, let alone a small shrimp like her.

But even so, what the fat medicine boy thought was that the patriarch would most important than to drive her out of the Dan seminary.

It's a big deal that you can't become a Dan cultivator, and it's good to become a Fa cultivator.

Feng Yun didn't even look at the two medicine boys again, and said directly to the disciples of the Deacon Hall.

"Transfer the two of them to the canteen to grow vegetables."

The dining hall was specially established by the Feng family to prepare meals for the disciples of the Qi refining period who could not open the valley.

The people who were assigned there were generally the children of the Feng family who couldn't cultivate, or who had very poor qualifications for the four or five spiritual roots.

The tall and fat medicine boys are all three-spirit roots, and they have a bit of alchemy talent.

Now he is going to be demoted to the dining hall and grow vegetables like mortals, so how can he do it?

Although we also grow grass in Dan Monastery, it is very different, it is the difference between heaven and earth.

"Patriarch, we know that we are wrong, so you can spare us this time.

We can leave the Dan Monastery, but we can't deprive ourselves of our right to cultivate. ”

"Who said that you can't cultivate in the dining hall, as long as you stabilize your Dao heart, you can cultivate wherever you come from.

The aura of the mortal world is thin, and there are still a large number of excellent monks who have grown.

Hugh has to say it again, otherwise he will be thrown out of the Feng family directly. ”

Those who are abandoned by the family will hardly have any sect wants, and they will become loose cultivators without any support.

Not only is there a lack of cultivation resources, but also your life will be threatened at all times.

The two medicine boys didn't dare to make a sound again, and followed the disciples of the deacon hall in frustration.

After the matter was settled, Feng Yun also left with people.

Feng Ling glanced at Feng Wan and the others coldly, shook her sleeves, and turned back to the alchemy room.

[Heh, what's the big deal, pull the girl, you fight for some anger and trample this old woman under your feet as soon as possible. 】

Feng Qingqing patted Feng Wan's shoulder, and said with her divine sense with anticipation in her eyes.

[Well, I'll try. 】

Feng Wan clenched his little fists, he had to work harder than before.

Feng Ling did not immediately teach the two of them the knowledge of alchemy, and Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing were not in a hurry, but began to meditate and cultivate with peace of mind.

[Master, your wood attribute spirit root value is close to the full value, and the effect of meditation and cultivation in the medicine field will be better. 】

[Great, I'll go now.] 】

Feng Wan left his room and went straight to the medicine field.

Sit down in a small open space in the middle of the medicine field, and soon enter a meditative state.

Dots of light of various colors revolve around the phoenix, especially green dots of light.

Feng Wan was overjoyed in her heart, Xiao Materia Medica was really her lucky star.

The little fire wind that was placed next to Feng Wan was also busy absorbing spiritual power.

Although every time the owner meditates, she benefits.

But the spiritual power accumulated now is far from enough to make it break through its shell.

It's really in a hurry, because only when the shell is broken, can the big treasure be given to the owner.

The little herb floated out of Feng Wan's sea of knowledge, twisted his body and got into the eggshell of Xiao Huofeng.

Looking at the weak little fire phoenix that can be blown down in one breath, Xiao Bencao really wants to cross his waist and mock a few words.

But looking at Xiao Huofeng's fragile and miserable appearance, the words that came to his lips were held back.

circled around the little fire phoenix a few times, and returned to Fengwan's sea of knowledge.

Feng Wan's cultivation is still low now, and Xiao Bencao is also afraid of causing danger to her, so she doesn't dare to go out from time to time.

This time, I really couldn't hold back, so I ran over to see Xiao Huofeng's situation.

After a full five hours, there was no longer any spiritual energy entering the body, and Feng Bang finished his cultivation.

After looking inward, the dantian was a little more abundant, but it was still far from advancing to the second level of qi training.

Every time he meditated and cultivated, Feng Bang felt extremely refreshed.

She decided that in the future, she would use all the time she spent sleeping to cultivate, so that she could practice for a few more hours every day.

I looked up at the night sky, which was covered with bright stars.

Some are even winking at Feng Wang.

A smile tugged at the corner of Feng Wan's mouth, there was nothing wrong with coming to this Nine Desolations Continent.

As long as you are diligent enough, live forever, and ascend, you can achieve it.

picked up the little fire phoenix beside him and got up, planning to take a bath first.

I absorbed a lot of aura just now, and my body expelled some impurities.

The little fire phoenix also ended the absorption of aura and nested obediently in Feng Wan's arms.

It should also be as diligent as its master, break its shell as soon as possible, and help its master cultivate.

This cultivation was the same as every time, and Xiao Huofeng also fed back some of the purer spiritual power to Feng Wan.

After taking a bath, Feng Wan planned to practice swordsmanship.

The sword that Feng Qingqing gave her was shattered by Feng Ling's fire net, and Feng Wan temporarily sharpened a wooden sword by himself.

Feng Wan believes that when the sword cultivation reaches a certain level, even a speck of dust can be used as a sword envoy.

The most important thing about swordsmanship is fast.

Only by constantly swinging the sword can you increase the speed of the sword.

When the speed goes up, it can be condensed into the sword realm.

After swinging his sword a thousand times in the courtyard, Feng Wan felt that his arm was almost unable to lift.

No, her body is still too weak.

Just when Feng Wan was thinking about how to strengthen his body, the door to Feng Ling's room opened.

It's still the same cold face and slightly thick eyebrows.

"What are you doing in the yard without sleep in the middle of the night?"

During the day today, Feng Ling not only did not drive Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing out of the Dan Seminary, but also lost face, but also took two loyal medicine boys.

can imagine how much she hates Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing.

"Back to Master, I'm cultivating."

Feng Wan straightened his waist, neither humble nor arrogant.

Feng Wan could see that the patriarch had high hopes for her.

Maybe somewhere in the Dan Monastery right now, there is a high-level monk secretly protecting her.

Feng Ling can only be foolish, but she can't really do anything to them.

Moreover, Feng Ling's feeling that she wants to do her but can't do her is really refreshing to watch.

"Heh, you are diligent, go and call your sister, Master Ben Dan will teach you alchemy."

At the thought of teaching Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing to alchemy, Feng Ling felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

The two medicine boys had been serving her for ten years, and she had only shown them the simplest first-order pills.

They had never touched the furnace until they were expelled from the Dan seminary.

But no matter how much Feng Ling hated it, there was no way, she also figured it out now.

The patriarch must have sent someone to keep an eye on the surroundings of the Dan Seminary, and if she was the same as before, the patriarch would not spare her.

It's no wonder that her alchemist level is not high enough.

If she was a fourth-order Dan Immortal Master, Feng Yun wouldn't dare to force her to teach her disciples.

"Yes."

Feng Wan knew that Feng Ling was unwilling to teach them, but he didn't poke her, and went to call Feng Qingqing with a smile.

Feng Qingqing had finished her cultivation and was resting in the room.

Hearing the knock on the door, he got up and opened the door, and saw Feng Wan's smiling Lori face appear at the door.

Feng Qingqing couldn't hold back, raised her hand and pinched it, well, it was smooth and tender, and it felt so good that she wanted to pinch it again.

Feng Wan hurriedly covered her face and jumped away from the side, don't think she doesn't know what this Nizi is thinking.

Feng Qingqing's eyes were undisguised regrets, the little girl had grown up, and she couldn't be bullied too ruthlessly.

"Why are you knocking on my door so late?"

"Sister, Master let us go, and she wants to teach us alchemy."

"Alchemy?"

Feng Qingqing rolled her eyes, this old woman wouldn't really be so kind, tossing them at night is probably holding back.