Taking the pill, Wang Feng's face was painful, and he swallowed it after saying "thank you" to Bingpeng, and then sat cross-legged on the ground and waited for the medicine to melt.

"Why are you so stupid, don't you use your spiritual power to dissolve it?" Looking at Wang Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, Great Grandmaster Bingpeng shook his head and began to mention something.

"I don't practice spiritual power. In the face of this great master's suggestion, Wang Feng's face did not move.

"How can you ...... without you" The Great Grandmaster Bingpeng was about to retort, but only then did he realize that this kid really didn't have a trace of spiritual power in his body, and he originally wanted to say, "Then how can your kid be able to defeat that white-clothed kid with a sword?", but only then did he realize that this kid was not simple.

can accept the sword of the white-clothed young man without dying, but it is only by virtue of the ordinary sword in his hand, although the sword move is quite ingenious, but this can't make up for the gap between the two at all, unless .......

Thinking of this, Bing Peng's eyes showed a touch of incredulity, and then blurted out, "Unless he has mastered the sword intent!"

Wang Feng, who was immersed in pain, didn't care about this great grandmaster, the pill he had just taken turned into a wave of warmth in his body at the moment, and the whole person's limbs were warm, especially in his chest, and he obviously felt that the sword wound he had suffered was healing.

The sky is gradually clearing, and all around is quiet, and occasionally birds come out of their nests and run to the sky, and then fall, with early worms in their mouths.

At this time, Wang Feng's body was fine, a red sun rose on the horizon, and the two of them quietly watched the birds in the sky foraging.

Grand Master Bingpeng waved his hand lightly, and a worm was captured in the palm of his hand.

After staring at the bug for a long time, he finally released it back into the sky.

The behavior of this great grandmaster fell in Wang Feng's eyes, and he was a little strange, thinking that there was something beautiful about a worm.

Bingpeng put his hands behind his back, how could he not see Wang Feng's thoughts. Everyone has eyes, some people look at the present, some people look at the long-term, some look at the mountains, some look at the water, some for the road, and some for making money.

Some people look up to the sky, some people wade into the abyss, some look at the outside, and some seek themselves. All beings in the world are like mayflies and ants, but they are different.

Some stand at the bottom of the mountain, some stand at the top of the mountain, and some are halfway up the mountain.

The location is different, the nature seen is also different, there is no right and no wrong.

But Grand Master Bingpeng still patiently explained: "These are rising water moths, before the big water, they will fly away in groups, and as soon as people see them, they know that the wind and rain are coming. ”

"I know this kind of bug, what's wrong? Are you worried that this abyss city will be flooded? But I don't think the terrain of the city is low, so it should be unlikely. Wang Feng couldn't figure out what this great master was thinking.

"Naturally not, this Niu County has had frequent floods since ancient times, and the city's disaster prevention ability has been extremely strong, so it will naturally not be flooded, unless the dragon in the river is in trouble, but this is almost impossible. ”

Bingpeng's eyes looked into the distance, and he faintly saw a big river flowing through the gap in the mountains, that was Yu Jiang, and there was a dragon hiding in it.

"Jiaolong, is there still a dragon in this world?"

"Don't mention this, it's too far away from you, and even I feel far away. ”

This great master Bingpeng looked at Wang Feng beside him and sighed, sighing not Wang Feng, not the dragon, but the "far."

"Actually, what I want to say is that you are like this rising moth, letting me know that disaster is coming. ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Feng was a little confused, how did he become a rising water moth.

Looking at Wang Feng's appearance, the great grandmaster laughed twice, straightened his color, and then spoke, "Do you know that the grandmaster is often windless? ”

It turned out that there were three great masters in this small Yuan City at this time, including the one in front of Wang Feng.

Wang Feng was a little stunned, even if there were more great grandmasters, what did it matter to him? Although he had now entered Tianming, he still directly threw himself under the command of Tianming's deputy hall master, and he was also a Tianming person, but he was such a small person, even if the ancestral tomb was on fire, he would not have a half-pole relationship with the grandmaster, how could he "disaster befall me when I come."

As if seeing Wang Feng's doubts, Grand Grandmaster Bingpeng smiled and began to explain, his smile became more and more gentle, extremely kind, like a fox grabbing a chicken.

In the Li family's mansion in Yuancheng, the high-ranking Li Haoting opened the window of the room, and the pavilions outside the window, rockeries and flowing water, were so comfortable.

Li Haoting on weekdays would enjoy it here at this time, but today he didn't have any interest, and his eyebrows were full of gloom and gloom.

The spring breeze was slightly cold, and Li Haoting wrapped his clothes slightly, although he didn't feel cold.

"Father, what are you worried about?"

The person who spoke was Li Changkong, who went to kill Wang Feng who hurt his eldest brother last night, but when he didn't think about it, he was intercepted by a mysterious master.

The three-foot long sword was broken, and Li Changkong himself was even more shocked by the breath of the mysterious powerhouse, and it was only after the middle of the night that he stabilized.

Li Changkong, who was irritable, had no intention of sleeping, so he was about to get up and go to morning exercise, but when he passed in front of his father's house, he saw that his father, who was full of ambition on weekdays, was independent and a little lonely, so he couldn't help but stop.

Li Haoting saw Li Changkong stop and look over, the sorrow in his heart was a little less, his second son is extremely talented, even if the Li family loses everything here, but as long as his second son is alive, the Li family will never fall.

Li Haoting, who has never talked about family affairs with Li Changkong, opened his mouth today, looked at Li Changkong and said slowly:

"Last night the city lord's mansion sent a letter, asking us to hand over ninety percent of the family property. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Haoting was even more lonely, if it was usual, how could the city advocate dare to open his mouth like this.

But now it is different, the great grandmaster often sits firmly on the high platform in the city lord's mansion without wind.

The envelope sent by the sect master was clearly shaking, although the letter was less than one or two, but there was the sword mark, but at this moment, it was as heavy as a thousand catties, and Li Haoting couldn't sleep all night.

The pressure of a great grandmaster is incomprehensible to ordinary people because they feel too far away from them. But many things can only be found to be terrifying when you look at them closely.

Just like the great master, he is single, and wherever he goes, you are powerful and rich, and you will be a prince and prince, and you will have to bow your head.

"Is it just our Li family?"

"There are also the Shi family and the Ye family, both of which are the same. ”

"Why did this city lord do this? There is also a great grandmaster in the county town who has descended on our small abyss city. ”

"The new emperor ascended the throne and wanted to truly control the world. ”

The father and son were separated by more than a dozen steps, asking and answering, but the tone of the voice suppressed the new tender grass in the courtyard.

After stopping for a long time, Li Changkong hesitated for a while before speaking, "Father, I went to hunt down that little beggar yesterday, but I didn't succeed. ”

"Is that little beggar very strong?" Li Haoting was a little surprised.

"Although he is not a beggar anymore, he is very weak, and he was rescued by a person, like a great grandmaster, who broke my portable long sword with his breath, and then flew away with that kid, not always without ......wind. ”

When Li Changkong said this, he stopped talking, Li Haoting nodded, and then fell into deep thought.

The courtyard was quiet, and Li Changkong bowed to his father and withdrew, leaving Li Haoting alone to ponder, "Great Grandmaster, two Great Grandmasters, how could there suddenly be one more?"

Muttering a few words alone, as if thinking of something, Li Haoting turned around and returned to his desk and began to write a letter.

Yuancheng is not big, but it is not small, in addition to the main city, there are fertile fields and houses around.

In a small courtyard, the great master Bingpeng was pacing slowly in the courtyard, and Wang Feng was sitting cross-legged on a stone platform.

The voice of the Great Grandmaster Bing Peng was thick in this twilight, and every note was loud.

"Gui Yuan Gong pays attention to an endless life, you look at the green grass on your wall, winter goes to spring, and it lives when it encounters water;

Why is the source of the river never broken and endless?

Your withered dantian, only by communicating with the aura between heaven and earth, can it be resurrected like the weeds, like the river has a source, the source comes out, and the rushing like a river is also a matter of course......"

One of them sat and practiced, and the other walked and preached.

After coming down from the barren mountain, the great master Bingpeng took Wang Feng to his place of residence and taught him the exercise "Returning to the Yuan Decision".

Looking at the faint spiritual power surrounding Wang Feng's body, Bingpeng was very satisfied. This son is so talented that it is rare in the world.

I comprehended the sword intent at a young age, and I thought it would be a great surprise, but when I passed down the "Returning to the Yuan Decision", this son's terrifying memory ability and comprehension ability once again gave the great grandmaster Bingpeng a great shock.

Don't say that this small Yuancheng, even if it is in this worship country, it is probably only a handful of people who can compare with it, and this is still Bingpeng's estimation of taking a look at the world.

"It's a pity, why didn't that bastard teach this kid the exercises earlier but just let him practice swords? It looks like he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, if he embarks on the path of cultivation at the age of eleven or twelve, I am afraid that there will be another grandmaster in the country of worship. Bingpeng was a little indignant in his heart, and secretly blamed that guy for misleading people.

But fortunately, such a good material and beautiful jade finally arrived in his hands, and when he was done, he had to carve it well.

If it is not beautiful jade, I dare not ponder it hard, and if it is beautiful jade, how can I be mediocre and live in the rubble.

Wang Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, had no perception of the outside world at this time, and the whole person was immersed in the pleasure of spiritual power entering the dantian.

It's a wonderful feeling, the body is like a dry earth, and the spiritual power is like nectar.

The eyes were born with supernatural spirits, under the guidance of the great grandmaster, Wang Feng began to embark on the path of cultivation, thinking that the first level of the spirit would stop him, but he didn't think that when he figured out the key to cultivation, everything was indeed a matter of course, the strange halo of his eyes flowed, and something seemed to be broken in his body.

At this time, Wang Feng realized why he could see the aura between heaven and earth before but couldn't absorb it.

It was an invisible barrier, as if it had locked all the passages through which the aura between heaven and earth had entered his body.

"Could it be that the old man did it?" Wang Feng wondered in his heart, but if the old man had this ability, he would not be so mixed up that he couldn't even afford to eat, could this be self-generated?

Wang Feng, who was thinking wildly, didn't pay attention, and as his attention shifted, the spiritual power between heaven and earth poured into his body like a tide.