With a creak, the door of the Demon Sealing Tower was slowly pushed open.

Then, Chu Feng's face showed a look of surprise.

Because according to his keen sense of smell, he found that the person who came was neither Senior Brother Gao who had delivered the food before, nor Ye Bingning.

But it's not a stranger, it's someone he knows!

"Qinghe, why are you here?"

Chu Feng put down the rag in his hand, and his face was full of doubt.

Standing at the door of the Sealing Demon Tower, it was none other than Chu Fengfa Xiao, Zhao Qinghe!

"Chu Feng, your sense of smell is still so keen!"

"If I hadn't grown up with you, I'd have suspected you of being the embodiment of a spirit!"

Zhao Qinghe put down the small basket in his hand, looked at Chu Feng and joked.

Zhao Qinghe had learned Chu Feng's ability to smell and recognize people very early, and Zhao Qinghe had made jokes about Chu Feng several times because of this matter.

After a few jokes, Zhao Qinghe was beaten up by Chu Feng... Blue nose and swollen eyes, bared teeth...

Chu Feng came to Zhao Qinghe according to the voice.

"Qinghe, you don't cultivate by the sect master's side, why did you come to me?"

Zhao Qinghe explained: "Chu Feng, I haven't come to see you for a long time, I specially said hello to Shizun and Senior Sister today and brought you food!" ”

"I'll give you something at the same time!"

Chu Feng was curious, "Send me something?" What is it? ”

Zhao Qinghe flipped his hand and took out a pill from his arms.

The pill is about the size of a longan, and the whole body is turquoise.

Under the light of the sun, it shone with a strange light, and it was not an ordinary pill at first glance!

"Chu Feng, I asked my master for a Transformation Pill!"

"Taking the Transformation Pill may allow you to have a cultivation talent!"

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and he said tentatively: "Qinghe, this Transformation Pill is very precious..."

Although it was the first time Chu Feng had heard of the Transformation Pill, he didn't know its grade.

But his sixth sense told him that this elixir that could change his talent must be extremely precious!

"This Transformation Pill... It's just average... You just open my mouth! ”

Zhao Qinghe couldn't help but pry open Chu Feng's mouth directly.

Forcibly stuffed the Transformation Pill into Chu Feng's mouth...

The Transformation Pill is an elixir with a hint of change talent, and its preciousness can be ranked in the top ten even in the Shushan Sword Sect.

The fact that Chu Feng has no cultivation talent has always been like a stone pressing on Zhao Qinghe's small heart.

After his bitter pleading, Taixu Zhencai made an exception and took out a Transformation Pill for him.

The entrance of the Transformation Pill gave Chu Feng a cold and cold feeling, but there was warmth flowing through his heart.

Judging from Zhao Qinghe's hesitant answer, Chu Feng already knew that this Transformation Pill must be precious.

Qinghe must have gone through a lot of hardships to ask for this Transformation Pill for me!

"Qinghe, thank you!"

Chu Feng patted Zhao Qinghe on the shoulder and said gratefully.

Zhao Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then slapped Chu Feng's arm away and pouted, "Hypocrisy..."

Although his hands and mouth expressed his dislike for Chu Feng.

But Zhao Qinghe's eyes were filled with deep concern...

Perhaps, this is the friendship between men.

Do you want to tell Qinghe about my cultivation talent?

Chu Feng's face was groaning.

But after thinking about it for a while, he finally chose not to tell Zhao Qinghe for the time being.

This is not to say that he does not trust Zhao Qinghe.

And once he said that he had a cultivation talent, it would expose his ability to visualize.

For something like Goldfinger that can't explain the origin, the less people know about it, the better.

If my strength is exposed in the future, it will be said that my cultivation talent has changed because of the Transformation Pill.

This gave Qinghe a hint of comfort.

Something suddenly came to mind.

Chu Feng looked at Zhao Qinghe curiously and asked, "Qinghe, last time I heard Senior Sister say that the Taixu Sect Master didn't find a suitable exercise for you?" What now? ”

Zhao Qinghe's recent situation is also affecting Chu Feng's heart.

In fact, Zhao Qinghe did not have a suitable exercise, and he was like a stone, pressing on Chu Feng's heart.

He really wanted to know if Zhao Qinghe had any suitable exercises now.

And Zhao Qinghe's expression darkened after hearing Chu Feng's words.

"Chu Feng, the times are not good, the master has not yet found the exercises suitable for my Jiuyang Holy Body!"

The Nine Yang Holy Body is an extremely masculine physique.

The exercises it is suitable for are naturally the type that is more masculine and fierce.

But because the ancestors of Shushan who practiced this kind of exercise either fell mysteriously or disappeared strangely.

As a result, in today's Shushan Sword Sect, there is no such type of exercise at all.

Since Zhao Qinghe entered the Taixu Zhenren Sect, he has always practiced basic exercises without attributes.

Although this kind of exercise allowed Zhao Qinghe to improve his strength, it was very slow.

But the advantage is that it will not clash with the Jiuyang Holy Body.

However, Zhao Qinghe still felt a little frustrated about this.

This situation of being able to carry the Eucharist and not being able to exert the power of the Eucharist made him very uncomfortable.

He squatted on the ground a little helplessly, holding his chin with his palms, and looked ahead in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Although Chu Feng couldn't see Zhao Qinghe's expression, he could feel that Zhao Qinghe was very uncomfortable.

Stretched out his right hand again and patted Zhao Qinghe's shoulder.

He comforted him earnestly: "Qinghe, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the bridge is naturally straight to the bow of the boat!" ”

"It's not that there are no exercises that suit you, but you're waiting for a suitable opportunity to appear!"

"I hope so..."

"By the way, Qinghe, where do you live in Qinglong Peak now?"

In order to divert Zhao Qinghe's attention, Chu Feng began to inquire about Zhao Qinghe's residence.

Qinglong Peak is the largest mountain in the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, and it is also the peak where the sect master Taixu Zhenren cultivates.

Zhao Qinghe, as a true person of Taixu, naturally wants to live on Qinglong Peak.

It's just that there are countless halls on this Qinglong Peak, and it is possible for Zhao Qinghe to live in any of them.

"I live in the Wangtian Pavilion on the east side of the mountain!"

Zhao Qinghe replied.

Hillside... Wangtian Pavilion... Chu Feng wrote down these words.

In the next time, Chu Feng chatted with Zhao Qinghe while eating.

From Zhao Qinghe's mouth, Chu Feng knew that the world outside was very chaotic now, with demons rampant and ghosts raging.

There is also not so much unity between the right path and the right way.

As long as there is something that can improve the strength of the sect, it will cause a lot of disputes.

From time to time, human lives happen, and if it is unfortunate, it is reasonable for the sect to perish.

It's too messy outside, it's better to seal this magic tower!

Chu Feng muttered in his heart.

To go out when you don't have absolute strength is to kill yourself.

"Chu Feng, I'll see you next time!"

"You're still focusing on cultivation!"

"Combine work and rest!"

When Zhao Qinghe left, Chu Feng held his chin and stared at the statue on the first floor with a blank gaze, his face showing a look of anticipation.

It would be nice if in the days to come, you can visualize and obtain the positive and fierce exercises.

This can be regarded as a great favor for Qinghe!

However, this kind of thing still pays attention to a fate, and it can't be forced.

What can be obtained by the image is not Chu Feng's final say, but depends on the will of heaven...