"Dharma Master, that person is Feng Qingyao! Feng Qingyao, who has been rumored to be miraculous during this period of time, is now known as the first young master of Daqi after becoming a saint. ”

Although Han Xiaotian's gaze fell on Feng Qingyao's body for not too long, it was still discovered by Han Xiaotian's sidekicks. As soon as he turned his gaze, he saw Feng Qingyao standing in the crowd, and hurriedly whispered to Han Xiaotian.

"Oh, he's Feng Qingyao, and he can be regarded as a good character among ordinary people, but it's still too far behind me. What about saints? After all, they are just wretched creatures who have gone astray. Can such a person be called the first master of youth?"

"He is not a half-step grandmaster, and there is still a big gap between him and the realm of a half-step grandmaster. However, the aura emanating from his body was indeed a half-step grandmaster. It's weird, it's violent, it's extreme, it's a force that doesn't belong to him, or it's not a force that doesn't belong to him for the time being, and it's not completely controlled by him.

It seems that this Dharma Master Han Xiaotian has indeed gained some benefits from going out to travel this time, and he has encountered some opportunities. But it's hard to say whether this chance is good or bad for him. ”

Law Master Han Xiaotian was a little disdainful of Feng Qingyao, but Feng Qingyao looked at Han Xiaotian slightly. This look immediately revealed the strange aura on the body of the Law Master Han Xiaotian. He was also a little strange about Han Xiaotian's current situation, and he didn't know how such a situation was caused. In other words, Feng Qingyao was a little curious about the situation that caused Han Xiaotian to be like this.

Han Xiaotian has been waiting in Daxiang Temple for the past few days, and the news has already spread throughout the capital. Everyone is waiting to see this dragon fight. Therefore, there are many so-called idlers gathered in the Great Phase. Of course, these idlers are not ordinary idlers, ordinary people can't enter here, and those who can get here are people with some abilities from all sides of the capital.

"I thought it would be a dragon fight, but I didn't expect it to end like this. Why did the little monk admit defeat so calmly? Isn't he afraid of being embarrassed?"

"Hey, you think too low of the little monk of the wonderful wish, and pull the realm of the little monk of the wonderful wish to the same level as you and me. You don't want to think about it, the little god monk is a disciple of the empty holy monk, and the tempering of the mind no longer knows what kind of state he has reached. Winning or losing is probably not the same thing for the little monk of Miao Yuan. ”

"That being said, a win is a win, and a loss is a loss. And it's still like this, and he directly admits defeat without even comparing. I am afraid that it will have some impact on the reputation of the little priest. It will even have an impact on his future cultivation. Law Master Han Xiaotian is afraid that he will become his inner demon. ”

"That's not true, winning or losing is very important to us. But when it comes to the realm of the little monk of Miao Yuan, even if he admits defeat once, what does it matter? Moreover, being able to face the victory and defeat so calmly is enough to show that the little monk of Miao Yuan is excellent. If the little monk is too obsessed with winning or losing, being a Buddhist disciple may not be a good thing. ”

"Hmm. This is also very reasonable. ”

The conversation of the surrounding onlookers did not deliberately reduce their voices. Naturally, it can also reach the ears of the little priest of the wonderful wish. However, the little monk of Miao Yuan did not take these words seriously. With a faint smile, he was ready to step forward to greet the monks of Daxiang Temple who were waiting for him to come out. Suddenly, I saw Zhihai Toutuo accompanying Feng Qingyao who was standing in the crowd.

With a look of surprise on his face, he walked two steps quickly to Feng Qingyao's side and titheed with both hands and said, "Amitabha, the little monk is really a little frightened when he comes out of the customs and actually comes to work with the wind donor. I heard that the wind donor went to see Grandmaster Wuliu. I wonder if the Wind Donor has ever seen Grandmaster Wuliu?"

"Yes, Mr. Feng, legend has it that you went to see the Grandmaster, I don't know if you saw the Grandmaster?

"Yes, yes, can Mr. Feng tell us what Grandmaster Wuliu is like, what is Grandmaster Wuliu like?"

"Grandmaster doesn't eat, what is he eating?"

......

As soon as the words of the little monk were asked, the onlookers around hurriedly stepped forward and asked. Mr. Wuliu, Likong Holy Monk, and Qingwei Zhenren have not appeared in front of people for a long time. Now that Feng Qingyao was the first person to see the Grandmaster in countless years, everyone was naturally very curious.

"Hmph! I'm just a man of fame. Now he is actually using the reputation of the grandmaster to enhance his reputation, this Feng Qingyao is really cunning enough. Han Xiaotian couldn't help but scoff at Feng Qingyao, and didn't take Feng Qingyao seriously at all.

"You stay and hear what they have to say. ”

glanced at Feng Qingyao with some disdain, and turned around and left after saying a word to his follower with the skill of transmitting the sound. Han Xiaotian's main target this time was the Little Divine Monk, and now that the Little Monk had already admitted defeat, and he had all conceded defeat in both games, Han Xiaotian felt that his goal had been achieved. He was not very interested in Feng Qingyao and Han Xiaotian, especially when he saw Feng Qingyao's face was depressed at this time, and his aura was dark, he felt that Feng Qingyao was not worthy of talking to him. But even so, Han Xiaotian still left his two followers and let them hear what would happen later. Naturally, he himself would not stay, and directly turned around and left.

There are people who are curious about the grandmaster and go to Feng Qingyao to ask about the grandmaster's various news, and there are also those who are more calm and stand aside to talk.

"Hey, when did Mr. Feng Qingyao come? Why didn't I even notice?"

"I don't know, but when the Venerable Master Han Xiaotian came just now, the little monk was not so polite. Have you seen it, the little monk of Miao Yuan bowed to Mr. Feng Qingyao with his hands together, what does this mean? It means that the little monk of Miao Yuan is a gift to Mr. Feng Qingyao's disciple!"

"yes, that's a problem. Don't say anything else, just listen to the self-proclaimed little monk of Miao Yuan, when he is facing the Dharma Master Han Xiaotian, he calls himself a poor monk, but when he is facing Mr. Feng Qingyao, he is a small monk. Obviously, in the heart of the little monk of Miao Yuan, the Dharma Master Han Xiaotian is far from being compared with Mr. Feng Qingyao. ”

Seeing the little monk Miao Yuan's polite behavior to Feng Qingyao, the onlookers couldn't help but talk about it.

Hearing the chatter around them, the two followers left behind by Han Xiaotian were extremely unhappy. But this is the case, when facing the Dharma Master Han Xiaotian, the little monk didn't even move under his feet. But when he saw Feng Qingyao, he not only came over to salute Feng Qingyao, but also was so polite. Obviously, compared with the Dharma Master Han Xiaotian, the little monk of Miao Yuan attaches more importance to Feng Qingyao.

Hearing the words of the little monk of Miaoyuan, Feng Qingyao hadn't replied, and the flaming Daoist on the side said with a smile: "Mr. Feng naturally met Grandmaster Wuliu. Not only did I see it, but Mr. Feng and Grandmaster Wuliu got along day and night for a month. For a month, Grandmaster Wuliu and Mr. Kaze have been studying knowledge, and they have been studying knowledge for a month. This is just the end.

Grandmaster Wuliu said that Mr. Feng was very helpful to him, and many things gave him a lot of inspiration. He also gave Mr. Feng a piece of something he had refined with his own hands to express his gratitude. (To be continued......)