People are in good spirits when they are happy, and even time flies twice.

Feng Ningshuang locked himself in the room, practicing diligently day and night, and there was a situation of "mountain monks do not understand the number of nails".

She originally had solid theoretical knowledge, but after Wei Yanyu opened her spiritual aperture, her skills were even more advanced, such as the imperial sword and the sacrificial sword, and she was able to use it freely.

In the morning of this day, she was meditating in her room when she suddenly heard a "cooing" sound, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a fat white pigeon resting on the window edge again.

Untied the bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg, opened the note inside and saw that it was Rong Fengheng's invitation again, she picked up the pen and wrote the word "busy", and released the pigeon.

This is the third time in ten days, and each time she refuses the word "busy".

At that time, a large part of agreeing to Rong Fengheng's invitation was to figure out the meaning of the lump of ice. But she didn't dare to forget for a moment about avenging her parents, now that she has spiritual power, of course, she has to seize the time to practice, and strive to enter the inner door to worship Wei Yanyu as a teacher, as for Fu Tianji or something, she has already been thrown to Java.

As she continued to meditate, she suddenly heard the "cooing" sound on the windowsill, and when she opened her eyes and looked again, she saw that the pigeon had flown back again, she opened the bamboo tube and poured out a note, on which there was only one word: sauce, and then followed by a T.T (crying) expression.

Feng Ningshuang couldn't cry or laugh, and he co-authored the letter that came for a few days, and today he finally got to the point. Just as he was about to refuse to go back, he suddenly thought about it: It was because of Rong Fengheng's letter that he went to the meeting that he could meet the Flame Bird that day, and only then did he meet Wei Yanyu and the subsequent opening of spiritual power.

This purple gold cloud sauce, although the production steps are complicated, especially the golden nine-story tower is only available in the southwest mountain range, if it was before, it would not be easy to go; Now that I have spiritual power, it shouldn't be a problem to go on a trip and pick. Then he replied with the word "may".

After releasing the pigeon, she couldn't concentrate on meditation for a while, and regained her spiritual power, and a flame rose in her palm, and she watched the flame with bated breath, but it only fluttered twice and then went out.

Feng Ningshuang sighed, everything else is easy to say, but this flame, she can't control it at all, it can burn for a long time, and it will be fleeting, like a candle in the wind, maybe it will be blown out at any moment.

I still can't control this fire. Feng Ningshuang was very upset, so he simply collected his spiritual power and paced around the room.

That night, Wei Yanyu roughly talked to her about the level of flames, such as the most basic fire, as the name suggests, it is the mortal flame that can be ignited by picking up firewood, and then there are the burning fire, the samadhi true fire, the black flame burning fire, the jade mirror fire, and the dragon true flame...... There are six steps in total, and you can climb the stairs.

At that time, she remembered that Cheng Mengyuan was also an attribute of flame, so she asked Wei Yanyu curiously, and Wei Yanyu replied: It is the third order, Samadhi True Fire.

She was silent for a moment, thinking that Cheng Mengyuan, as a senior disciple, had been cultivating for many years, and was only at the third order, how many years did she have to cultivate before she could reach the highest peak?

She thought about it, and asked Wei Yanyu again what level of cultivation she had reached, but this time Wei Yanyu smiled and didn't answer, and she suddenly felt embarrassed. Also, the master's practice is a top secret, how can it be revealed at will?

Wei Yanyu looked at the moon for a long time, and said: "The exercises in the world are endless, and I think that above the true flame of the dragon, there is a kind of fire that only exists in legends, but it is not beyond the reach of ordinary people." He let out a long sigh and looked stunned.

Wind Frost was shocked, and? This has to be leveled up to the Year of the Monkey?

Thinking of this, she lifted her cheeks - her own fire, still ineffective, rather than relying on hard training to reach the other side, it is better to study other immortal books by the way, such as formations and magic weapons or something, after all, to avenge her father and mother, she doesn't want to wait too long.

Picked up a classic book on the desktop, still flipping through it, writing while memorizing, and before I knew it, it was already on the willow tops.

Feng Ningshuang rubbed his eyes, he was really tired, so he opened his purse and wanted to take out the comb left by his mother to take a look. When she is tired, she always uses this method to motivate herself.

When the comb was taken, perhaps too casually, a purple petal was brought out, fluttered, and fell to the ground.

She was stunned for a moment before leaning down to pick up the petals, the figure with long silver-white hair, unconsciously appeared in her heart.

She looked at the petals in a daze, what day was he gone? It's been a few days, right?

A flash of light suddenly crossed my mind - no! Something is wrong!

Wei Yanyu can see at a glance that he has spiritual power, and he can also open the spiritual aperture for himself, why did the lump of ice insist that he had no spiritual power in the first place?

If the cultivation of that lump of ice cubes is not as good as Wei Yanyu's, so it can't be seen, it is absolutely impossible.

She still remembered that day in the Spirit Sword Villa, she learned from the mouths of those disciples that Fu Tianji was the number one master of Shumen, not to mention, the wolf demon, one of the four demon kings, wasn't he personally killed? The wolf demon didn't even have a chance to appear, so he was erased lightly, saying that his cultivation was not as good as Wei Yanyu, and he didn't believe it when he killed her.

But if he can see that he has spiritual powers, why don't he tell himself, why don't he open his spiritual powers? Let yourself struggle in the external examination, and even prefer to change the examiner to prevent yourself from passing the external examination? It's not logical! Where did you offend him? No wow!

Feng Ningshuang was not calm anymore, and he was so angry that he slapped the table heavily, the hateful Fu Tianji!

And what kind of spirit test stone, eighty percent of them are used to trick her! Thinking of this, she was even more angry and kicked the table heavily - accidentally with more force, covered her toes again, and jumped a few times in pain.

She went back to meditate angrily, the more she sat down, the more angry she became, she simply gave up, pushed the door out, took a big breath of fresh air, clenched her fists, and scolded in her stomach: Fu Tianji, you wait for me!

Since you can't continue to cultivate, why don't you go to the southwest mountain range and pick some golden nine-story pagodas to make purple gold cloud sauce! By the way, I will also ask Rong Fengheng, does he know this stubble? If he also knew, but he lied to her together with this lump of ice, then this sauce ...... Let him be out of reach! Let his saliva flow with his tears!

Hum!!

The Wind Condensation Frost Edgebur was flying in the wind, her sleeve robe was bulging like the gas in her stomach, she was quite good at temper, why did this lump of ice succeed in angering her every time?

The outline of the mountain range was close in front of me, and I was about to find a place to land, when I suddenly heard a miserable cry: "Help—help—help——!! ”

His voice was hoarse and trembling, as if he was frightened by something, and he shouted that he had broken his voice.

Feng Ningshuang was stunned for a moment, this voice sounded quite familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a while, so she hurriedly followed the sound and landed, only to see a person crawling in front of her, thin and weak, and her face was as dark as tangerine peel, she suddenly remembered, isn't this the Chen Bi who targeted her everywhere and was nicknamed Chenpi Monkey when she was still doing miscellaneous labor?

"What's wrong?" She stepped forward, this person is annoying, but there is no deep hatred with her, look at his current appearance full of grass clippings and extreme horror, this is near the southwest mountain range, it can't be that he has encountered some demons, right?

"Again, here we go again." Chen Bi pointed to the back, the whites of his eyes rolled, and he fell straight down.

Feng Ningshuang slapped him twice, and with a "tsk", this is dizzy? I'm too timid. Immediately, she drew her sword and walked in the opposite direction - no matter what kind of demon it is, as long as it is within the realm of Shumen, it is all easy to clean up, and now she has spiritual power, which is just right for her to test her sword.

Pushed aside the grass and walked more than 100 steps, suddenly the whole person froze in place, only to see a corpse "lying" on the ground, the eyes and cheeks were deeply sunken, the flesh and blood were gone, only a layer of skin was left, there were maggots crawling in and out of his nostrils, I don't know how long he had been dead, both disgusting and terrifying.

Feng Ningshuang looked at it quietly, although this corpse was unrecognizable, but from the clothes, she recognized it as a senior brother from the outer door, who was very warm-hearted, and always covered her in those days when she was lazy, so that she would not be blamed by the senior brother.

She squatted and looked at him for a long time, raised his dry hand, and looked at it for a long time before gently putting it down.

This matter soon spread all over the outer gate, and then to the inner gate, and after a while, many inner disciples came to check, and everyone was shocked and discussed, saying that this matter had not happened for many days, why did it come again today?

Feng Ningshuang didn't go to the scene again, because she went to take care of Ah Yao, and Ah Yao watched the corpse for a while today, and when she came back, she vomited a lot, and she lost her appetite at all.

"Why bother?" Feng Ningshuang gently combed her sideburns and broken hair, "What's so nice about the corpse?" ”

"I am...... Let's join in the fun. A-Yao smiled bitterly and shook her hand again, "Take me out to catch my breath, I'm almost suffocated." ”

"Okay." Wind Frost said softly, helping her out of bed.

**

It was evening outside, but there was no sunset, and there were layers of black clouds, and it looked like it was going to rain.

The wind was a little strong, faintly bringing the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and the two walked in a certain direction on the hillside very tacitly.

The scenery under the tree has not changed much, the red lantern when celebrating A-Yao's birthday is still hanging on the osmanthus tree, swaying with the wind, as if it is about to be blown away at any time, A-Yao walked under the tree and stretched out her thin hands, as if to catch these papier-mâché lanterns that would fall at any time.

"Frost, look, these lanterns are going to fall." Ah Yao retracted her hand with a sigh and tucked it into her sleeve.

Feng Ningshuang stood behind her, her sleeve robe rolling in the wind, A-Yao didn't hear the reply, she turned her head in wonder, and felt a little cold on her neck, as if something was over.

A sword was silently across her carotid artery.

In the autumn wind, the voice of the wind and frost was extremely gloomy: "Why did you do this? ”