Xiao Wuji stood up and walked around twice, and suddenly said:

"On the surface, there are eleven monks in the main gate, thirteen in the earthquake gate, and thirteen in the Genmen, but secretly they don't know how many. Then he sat down dejectedly.

"No wonder the master of the door has repeatedly suppressed the fact that he can't start a war, this big war is together, and this gate has no power to fight back at all. Zhao Jinwen also suddenly figured out something.

Then everyone was no longer interested in talking, and even Qiu Xiyin became sullen when he heard that the situation facing this sect was so serious.

"Then why can Senior Brother Zeng build a foundation?" Yi Heng still asked, Chen Jing said that Zeng Yushu was very inappropriate, but what was wrong with having already built a foundation?

Feng was not afraid to hear this, and his face showed a look of pain again, but as a senior brother, he had long been accustomed to not showing his face, so he immediately returned to his original state.

But how could Yi Heng not see it, and the uneasiness in his heart became even worse.

"Big brother. He reminded the wind to be fearless.

Feng Wuxing didn't want to answer, but seeing his eagerness, he said helplessly: "Senior Brother Zeng is in a hurry to take revenge, and my hard persuasion is ineffective." ”

"What's wrong with letting the queen?" Yi Heng ran to Feng Wufear, squatted down and grabbed his hands and asked hurriedly, still holding a trace of luck in his heart.

"Breaking through the foundation building with extreme exercises, the probability of success is slightly higher, but it also increases by two percent at most, but fortunately, he succeeded by luck. The wind is not afraid to spit out word by word.

Yi Heng breathed a sigh of relief and put down his hands without fear.

"This is a good thing, right, Senior Brother Zeng is also very lucky, he is even better than me, this should be happy, right?" He said happily after putting down the big stone in his heart.

But suddenly finding that everyone didn't speak, let alone show a happy look, Yi Heng felt bad.

"Senior Brother Xiao, what's wrong, don't you want him to succeed?" walked up to Xiao Wuji, stared at Xiao Wuji and asked.

Xiao Wuji smiled bitterly, and it was really hard to hide the look in his eyes.

"From now on, I will no longer make an inch. Xiao Wuji didn't dare to look at his face, turned around and said vaguely.

But Yi Heng could hear clearly, his hands were loosened, and his eyes were distracted.

"The master's vitality is almost cut off, and it is difficult to recover from cultivation, and the junior brother has built a foundation with no luck in a hundred, but he is no longer cultivating an inch. He muttered to himself.

Immortal cultivators, cultivation is no longer an inch, how painful it is, how difficult it is, is it all because of me?

"Senior brother. A loud roar woke him up, and Feng Fearless stood up.

"If we don't win this time, I'm afraid we will have to use this exercise to build a foundation. ”

Yi Heng was silent when he heard this, and suddenly sat on the stool, not even knowing how long everyone had left, only remembering that the little junior sister came over to comfort him.

It was late at night, and he seemed to be unconscious, and he didn't change any posture until a dark shadow outside the window came in, stopped on his shoulder, and even "chirped" twice in his ear.

Seeing that he still did not move, he seemed to be in a hurry, so he leaned his head against his ear.

Yi Heng came to his senses and touched the young eagle's head lovingly with his hand, and the young eagle's expression of enjoyment only stopped for a moment, then he pulled out his little head and called twice as if urging.

Yi Heng was helpless, with a wipe of his right hand, three spirit stones appeared in his hand, and the young eagle shook his head happily, but when he saw the number clearly, he tilted his head and thought about it, and shouted anxiously, where did Yi Heng expect this young eagle to be so powerful.

Knowing that he couldn't get rid of it, he added another spirit stone, and the young eagle happily pecked at a spirit stone, and in a moment, this spirit stone entered his stomach.

I called happily twice, and pecked at another spirit stone, and the four spirit stones disappeared without a trace, but the young eagle's belly didn't even bulge, and I really don't know where this spirit stone went.

After eating, the young eagle flapped its wings with satisfaction, and the wings were more than two feet wide when they stretched out, and a gust of wind blew on Yi Heng's face, which was very cool.

"I didn't expect this eagle to grow up fast, but it grew up eating spirit stones, what a loser. He muttered to himself.

The young eagle seemed to know that Yi Heng scolded it for being a loser, and wiped his ears with his furry head as if he was coquettish, so itchy that Yi Heng quickly calmed down and didn't dare to speak.

"It's just that those three fighting methods must be participated, so what if you can't advance an inch in cultivation? ”

He gradually fell asleep after relieving his heart, how long had he not slept soundly?

When he fell asleep, he seemed to dream of his master's black charcoal-like body, and dreamed that Zeng Yushu, who knew that he could not cultivate an inch, gave up on himself in the dark night, and dreamed that the voice of the master of the door sounded when he was apprenticing:

Yimen, with the purpose of protecting my race, and the purpose of protecting the place where I live, today, open my ancestral hall, accept my disciples, preach my morality, and promote my purpose,...。

In the center of the Elder's attic, Feng Wuxing knocked lightly on the door of a certain attic.

"Master, disciple asks to see. ”

"Come in, fearless. A hoarse voice came from inside.

Feng Wuxian entered the attic and gently closed the door again.

"What about Yi Heng?" asked a middle-aged monk when Feng Wu was not afraid to enter.

Feng Wuxing looked at his master Yan Changkong, as the elder brother of the previous generation, Feng Wuxing learned many ways to do things from him.

At this moment, the eyes are exposed, and the face maintains an eternal and unchanged look, it seems that no matter what happens, it is difficult to shake, I am afraid that at this time, there are already two completely different ways to deal with it in my heart, and I am still too bad.

Calming down, Feng Wuxing said without hesitation:

"It's very good, there is no resentment, but what I am anxious about is the injuries of Zeng Yushu and Uncle Liu. ”

"I can't imagine that this son usually has a lot of small conspiracies, but the righteousness can still be distinguished, have you ever asked how to escape?" Yan Changkong only showed a trace of doubt on his face at this time, but it was fleeting.

"A superb defensive magic weapon, adding a glimmer of vitality to it, coupled with the glimmer of vitality left by Senior Uncle Liu, should barely be able to escape from the pursuit of the foundation building monk. Wind replied at his own discretion.

"These are not enough to escape for his life, even if the foundation building monk is slightly injured, how can he allow a Qi refining stage monk to escape? How can he give up easily? Unless it is a special environment, is there any difference after Yi Heng returns?"

Yan Changkong, as a foundation building monk, of course knew how hard the foundation building monk's mind was, how could he easily give up halfway?

"There are differences, it seems that his cultivation has improved a lot, but he has definitely not entered the foundation building, and it is estimated that it is difficult to compare with him with my strength. Feng Wuxing said a little depressedly.

"Then it must be so, this son was hunted down and fell into a dangerous place that the foundation monks did not dare to break into easily, and by chance, this son not only did not die, but also obtained a major opportunity under the crisis of life and death. ”

Yan Changkong speculated slowly, and then frowned and thought, Feng Wuxing rarely saw his master like this, and he couldn't help but be even more curious about Yi Heng in his heart.

"And what's the danger in the Misty Forest?" Yan Changkong seemed to ask himself, and Feng Wuxing was also attracted by this question.