"It's been a long time since I've been in contact with a human."

Chang Yufeng drank the tea made by Wu Qian herself.

They sat cross-legged on the surrounding grass, like children playing at home, and Wu Qian put out a pair of excellent tea sets to drink good tea.

"Maybe I'm also a kind of practice now, from the body to the mind. It's just that I'm completely inadequate, and there is no way to live up to my expectations. ”

This is a wilderness, the miasma is everywhere, eating tea and drinking dew here like an outing, it is Wu Qian's helpless move, because he is a human after all, and it has taken her strength to get out of being entangled by demons.

Although she is a boy and a girl, she seems to think of herself as a woman, so that Changyu Kaede is also a little embarrassed. But he didn't care about it himself, so it was up to this "man" to tell.

"Although I can't see any miasma, I still know this bit of courtesy, the young man saved my life, and I deserve to be worshiped by the little girl!"

Wu Qian took a new set of clothes from his small space pocket to wear, and Chang Yufeng knew that he was a man, although he regarded himself as a little woman.

Wu Qian sat on her knees, knocked her head on the grass with her hands flat, Chang Yufeng didn't have time to stop it, and the tea went down, so she could only be silently kowtowed by Wu Qian with a grateful head.

"Come on! Please use! ”

Wu Qian immediately raised her head, invited Chang Yufeng to eat raw pastries, and used chopsticks to clip directly into Chang Yufeng's bowl.

"Why can't you see the miasma...... Spiritual power is born based on the spiritual aura of all things in heaven and earth, and our cultivation is to cultivate this spiritual existence, and the miasma is to devour the spiritual nature and swallow the spiritual energy, which is completely opposite to our cultivation, and we will not see the miasma no matter how we say it. ”

The spiritual power of human beings is as different from the miasma of demons, and a person who comes here to practice will not be able to see the miasma.

When something went wrong, Chang Yu Feng was willing to sit down and talk to him, otherwise, he would have left a long time ago to solve the problem of the miasma of the Black Wind Cliff on his own.

He was too calm, and it was a very abnormal state.

Normal people are not as calm as him, speaking softly but not cold, as if they are free and unrestrained, but they are also very restrained, not angry and self-threatening.

His own contradictions are not written on his face, but there is an inexplicable awkwardness.

This awkwardness comes from loneliness.

He hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and he lacked the things he cared about, so he could only care about the little things around him.

Then again, he hadn't noticed for a long time that his hair was growing to his waist again......

Isn't it still too lonely to live alone......

Or, this loneliness is self-inflicted.

He has done so many things that he will regret enough for the rest of his life, losing Chen Lin, losing Shadow of the Desolation, losing the Dragon, losing Erica, losing Xiaolan, losing the Ice Elf, and losing the past......

Lost future......

I only got the loneliness of being alone.

There are not many people like him, and naturally few people can understand loss.

Suddenly like a dream, Chang Yufeng opened his mouth to speak, and he was not cold, but he gave people a sense of alienation.

Because the first thing he asked was this, and the miasma demon kept saying it, not what the person he saved in front of him did, what he said.

Wu Qian was thanking him, he didn't need it, Wu Qian couldn't force it, he looked up at Chang Yufeng, the silver and white hair was hard not to imagine his origin.

The people of the principality, speaking the pure imperial Chinese, every word seems to be mixed with the Chinese of the princess.

He poured tea for Changyu Feng again, but he ate the pastry himself.

"Eldest brother doesn't know, the Yunshan faction is different from other factions, what we cultivate is [Qi]!"

Wu Qian said, and a square Phnom Penh Qi character appeared in front of him and Chang Yufeng.

"Qi, from here!"

Wu Qian pointed to her lower abdomen.

"That is, the dantian, which comes from the human race itself, not the outside world, although it is to strengthen itself and stimulate potential, but the spiritual power has nothing to do with our Yunshan faction, so I naturally can't see the miasma of the monsters."

He flicked his left sideburn and curled it with his fingers.

He is a boy and a girl, a little playful, his age is actually visible to the naked eye, and he will grow up in a few years, maybe he won't have such a female appearance.

As everyone knows, his words made such a calm Changyu Feng a little surprised.

Because in the empire, there are few people who do not cultivate spiritual power, they all take the essence of heaven and earth to absorb it, and then increase their cultivation, and there are also those who purely rely on themselves, such as [Shura Dao], which purely relies on their physical fitness to cultivate to the extreme, but this kind of chong will not say that there is a so-called Qi, after all, they entered the Shura Dao because they would not use spiritual power.

"Qi ......"

Chang Yu Feng has never heard of it, he doesn't boast of being well-informed, and it's normal not to know, among the vast spiritual power cultivation methods, it is really rare to use spiritual power to cultivate.

Especially what Wu Qian said, she doesn't rely on the cultivation of the spiritual power core, but only relies on the Qi that humans themselves have to strengthen themselves.

"Well, our sect believes that both you and me have a special [Qi] hidden ability in their bodies, and by constantly stimulating this [Qi], we can obtain the power that human beings themselves have. Probably, it's about the same as spiritual power......"

Wu Qian couldn't tell so many little secrets of her own cultivation, so she rolled up her sideburns and threw it behind her back.

"Ahem! What's so surprising about this...... Our Yunshan faction is not famous, and it is normal for a powerful person like you not to know, isn't it? ”

"There's nothing special, it's just a copy of spiritual power, but you can't see the miasma, you can only guard against some demons and monsters, don't be attacked to death~"

He narrowed his eyes half-jokingly.

"The thief consumes physical strength! I heard that our ancestor was caught by the monster once because he couldn't see the miasma of the demon, and he made a joke, which has been passed down to the present. ”

Chang Yufeng was thoughtful, and he didn't care about what Wu Qian said, but he really didn't care about this.

"Qi, it should be a very special thing...... As far as I know, a small number of human beings are not able to use spiritual power, and if Qi can let more people know, it will definitely be very helpful to them. ”

That's what Long Feather Kaede was thinking.

"Since you can't see the miasma, it's understandable that you have entered the land of the miasma and been chased by demons."

That's all Chang Yu Feng said.

He didn't care about Wu Qian's playfulness at all, nor did he care about Wu Qian's mood at this moment, or even the eyes looking at him.

Wu Qian should have witnessed the scene of Chang Yufeng's sword sealing the demon, and she was full of admiration for him.

Tea is also a good tea, and pastries are also a good pastry.

He didn't look like the kind of poor boy who practiced alone in the barren mountains and mountains, he admired Changyu Feng very much.

"Yes, but the demons of this Black Wind Cliff are really Cheeduo, you just said that the miasma has not dispersed in this radius of ten miles, presumably, there are still Cheedo demons that have not been slain."

Chang Yufeng replied, slowly shaking his head.

"I don't know exactly why."

"It's just that the miasma hasn't disappeared, and I don't have a clue, so it's not easy to find the hidden portal."

"Finding in a special way may lead to more unnecessary trouble. So, I still hope that you can provide me with some insights. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Qian also vaguely felt that Chang Yufeng's language was no longer mixed with incomprehensible principality, whether it was words, sentences, meanings, and speaking habits, they were all biased towards the imperial people.

He was also overjoyed, looked at the sun rising in the sky, covered his forehead with his hand, frowned, and spoke softly.

"What if...... The portal you are talking about...... It's a red swirl......"