Flowers float and water flows,

A kind of acacia,

Two sorrows.

When Miss Cheng was reading Ye Feng in her heart in the inn room, looking at these words and sentences written on the wall, Ye Feng also happened to be leaning in front of the window at this time, looking at the waning moon in the night sky, and she was also missing her in her heart.

The place where Ye Feng lives now is the hermitage of the fifth floor of the master demon, which is a secluded and deep valley that is inaccessible to people, with towering peaks on both sides, revealing only a small piece of the night sky.

Only at this hour every day can the moon in the sky be seen, so Ye Feng leans here every day at this time and looks at the night sky.

Because it reminded him of the time when he and Miss Cheng leaned together, watching the bright moon hanging high in the sky above the sand dunes, and the stars in the sky and the little bonfires dotted on the ground.

At that time, the sparkling firelight, and the firelight reflected on Cheng Nianzhen's face.

It's beautiful!

Ye Feng thought.

I don't know where Miss Cheng is now, what are she doing?

There are also his two righteous brothers, the injured brother, and Tang Da, and even Guan Si, who was injured by the thunder dragon, I don't know how they are now?

He sighed faintly, but unfortunately, now he can only stay in this valley obediently, quietly recuperate from his injuries, and can't go anywhere.

However, during this time, the master taught himself a new internal strength method, and he felt infinitely powerful under his own practice, and he was victorious in the past, or this could be regarded as a blessing in disguise!

I must recuperate as soon as possible, go back again, go back to those brothers, friends, and beloved.

Thinking of this, he felt both anxious and a faint sweet throbbing in his heart.

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and Ye Feng knew that this was the master coming.

At this time of the day, it is also the time when the master comes to urge him to take medicine.

The door opened, and the fifth floor of the Demon Sword Demon, dressed in black, walked in with a bowl of medicinal soup.

At this time, the fifth floor of the demon looked completely different from usual, there was no such murderous aura on his body, but there was a kind and kind between his eyebrows and eyes, just like an ordinary old man.

The fifth floor of the demon put the medicine bowl on the table, and said sharply to Ye Feng, who was looking at the medicine soup with a sad face: "Drink it quickly, drink it while it's hot to exert the medicinal effect!"

Although his tone was stern, there was not a trace of sternness on his face, like a kind father scaring a naughty child.

Ye Feng stuck out his tongue a little naughtily, picked up the bowl and drank the decoction.

The bitterness and fishy smell of the medicinal soup reminded him of the decoction that Miss Cheng had been brewing for him before.

Thinking of Miss Cheng, his mind couldn't help but feel in a trance.

Naturally, the fifth floor of the demon would not know that the apprentice was a little distracted at this time, but he was still very confident in the efficacy of this decoction.

He was born in Momen, the Mo family as early as the Warring States period Mozi's generation, has far surpassed the other major schools in the world, his learning of astronomy and geography, organ architecture, counting the stars, etc., including hundreds of schools, all of them are refined, martial arts at that time was not the most powerful.

It's a pity that Mozi's learning is too much and too miscellaneous, and the descendants of the Mo family have limited talents, so it is really difficult to learn them all, so that one generation is not as good as the next, and today it is not as good as before.

However, Mo Wulou has been interested in medical skills since he was a child, and he has studied it in depth, and when he was a child, his ambition was not to be a martial arts master who danced with knives and guns, but wanted to be a Qihuang Holy Hand who saved lives and healed all diseases.

It's a pity that due to the arrangement of fate, he became the successor of the ink knife, and since then he has taken on a different mission, and his former ideals have no chance to be realized.

However, in terms of medical skills, although he is not as good as a miracle doctor like Cheng Sansi, he is also a hundred times stronger than those famous doctors who have a false name.

The bowl of medicinal soup that Ye Feng takes every day is something he racked his brains and studied all his life, judging from Ye Feng's current recovery status, this medicine is really not bad.

However, Mo Wulou also clearly felt that the reason why Ye Feng's injuries could recover so quickly was also related to his own special physique that was different from ordinary people, he seemed to have a strange power in his body, and this power also protected him, making his recovery ability greatly exceed that of ordinary people.

At this time, the fifth floor of the demon couldn't help but think of the strange and terrifying Ye Feng when facing the thunder dragon in front of Loulan King City, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Thinking of this, he faintly felt the pain of the internal injuries in his body, this apprentice of his own has an extraordinary physique and can recover, but his injuries are ......

Ye Feng noticed the change in the master's face, and asked with some concern: "Master, your old man's injury is fine, right?"

Mo Wulou sank his face and said, "At the beginning, your injuries were so serious that you couldn't move, and even your teachers could heal your injuries, can't you even cure this little injury of your own?"

Ye Feng smiled, what he said was right, even such a serious injury of his own could be cured, how could the master not be able to heal his own injury?

He didn't know that there was a saying, called "It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself, and it is difficult for others to cross himself".

Ye Feng smacked his mouth a few times, reminisced about the bitter taste of the medicinal soup just now, and suddenly asked: "Master, the apprentice was poisoned by the golden toad in the past and almost died, thanks to Miss Cheng, the daughter of the divine doctor Cheng Sansi, who has been by her side to suppress the toxicity with medicine and regulate it, so that she can be safe." ”

"After coming back from the desert this time, I haven't taken Miss Cheng's medicine for so long, I don't know what happened to this poison?

Mo Wulou's face was relaxed: "Don't worry, Miss Cheng's medical skills are good, it seems that she has obtained her father's true inheritance, the poison of the golden toad has been solved for you before, and the teacher has added a few flavors to this medicine, and now this poison has been completely removed." ”

Ye Feng only felt surprised and delighted when he heard it: "Really?"

The fifth floor of the demon snorted coldly: "Of course it's true, will the teacher still lie to you?"

Ye Feng smiled happily, when he saw Miss Cheng again, he would no longer have to drink the fishy and bitter medicinal juice, which was indeed good news.

It didn't occur to him that his master was not telling him the truth, at least not all of it.

The matter of the poison of the golden toad in him, the fifth floor of the demon had already known, and he had originally had concerns, so he suddenly took Ye Feng back to recuperate, could he suppress the poison of this strange golden toad with his own medical skills?

But the fifth floor of the demon soon discovered a situation that surprised him, the poison of the golden toad was not lifted, but it seemed to be absorbed by Ye Feng's body little by little!

This strange golden toad's poison was not only harmless to Ye Feng now, but it was like a medicine, a catalyst, which stimulated the unfathomable potential in Ye Feng's body and made him stronger.

In retrospect, when he faced the Thunder Dragon, Ye Feng used his internal strength in vain and was severely injured by the Thunder Dragon, and at the moment of life and death, the poison of this golden toad should have attacked violently at that time.

But Ye Feng didn't die, the dragon pattern on his back appeared at that time, and that kind of strange transformation that could not be explained appeared, maybe it was not unrelated to the onset of this poison.

But that's all about it

The scripture can not be explained by the knowledge of the fifth floor of the demon, he looked at the beloved disciple in front of him, and sighed in his heart, sure enough, you are the person in the prophecy!

He settled his mind and asked in a deep voice, "Recently, how have you practiced the internal strength and mental method that the master taught you?"

Ye Feng nodded violently and said, "The apprentice naturally concentrates on practice and lives up to what his master teaches." After cultivating this mental method, it is really infinitely powerful and domineering, and the disciples are even worried about whether they can control it. ”

Mo Wulou also nodded and said, "As long as you can practice diligently, you will run smoothly in the future, and it shouldn't be a problem to control freely." ”

"It's just ......" Ye Feng seemed to hesitate for a moment and didn't ask.

"It's just what?" the Fifth Floor didn't like the way it looked.

Ye Feng finally asked: "The inner strength of the mind taught by the master is very different from what you taught in the past, far from it, and it seems that this mind is not very similar to the master's martial arts, since this mind is so powerful, why don't you practice it yourself, master?"

Demon Wulou's face sank, and Ye Feng quickly closed his mouth.

Mo Wulou sighed in his heart, it was not that he didn't want to practice, but he couldn't practice at all.

Manpower has a time limit, and without the powerful potential in Ye Feng's body, it is impossible to practice this kind of internal strength at all, and the final result of forcibly cultivating it will only be that he will not be able to control this power, go mad, and even lose his life.

This was also the reason why he insisted on bringing him back to recuperate after seeing Ye Feng's incredible transformation with his own eyes.

He had seen Ye Feng with his own eyes that just by seeing him practice the hand knife a few times, he could use it without a teacher, and even his power far exceeded that of himself.

That's talent.

Maybe this person with incomparable talent is not the familiar apprentice Ye Feng in front of him, but another person hidden in his body, but he is the best candidate to practice this supreme internal strength method.

Thinking of his junior brother Ye Zhiqiu, thinking of the emperor's grand plan, and thinking of all the difficulties and dangers that this child will face in the future, maybe this mental method can help him increase some chances of saving his life.

After all, he was his only apprentice.

Of course, he couldn't tell Ye Feng these thoughts of the fifth floor, he just said to Ye Feng lightly: "The master is old, he can't practice such a domineering kung fu, and his body can't bear it." What's more, with the master's current martial arts, do you need to practice these again?"

Ye Feng smiled, yes, who is the master? Demon Sword Demon Fifth Floor! With a knife in hand, it is rare to meet an opponent in the world.

His martial arts are already so high that he doesn't need to practice other martial arts at all.

The fifth floor of the demon looked at Ye Feng's smile, and there was a trace of love in his eyes: "Silly boy, what are you laughing at?"

Ye Feng said: "It's nothing, I just think that it is really my life's honor to be your apprentice." ”

This sounded like a sycophant, the fifth floor of the demon snorted lightly, got up and cleaned up the empty medicine bowl, and said: "Don't talk about these useless things, if it's okay, rest early, and take care of your body as soon as possible is the most important thing." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked outside the house.

Watching the master walk out of the room, Ye Feng leaned against the window again and looked up, but unfortunately, the hour had passed, and the waning moon in the sky had been blocked by the peaks on both sides, and it was no longer visible.

He sighed, and began to think about it again.

And the fifth floor of the demon walked out of Ye Feng's room with his head down, and suddenly stopped, he glanced back at the light shining through the room, and sighed with emotion in his heart.

Silly boy, maybe being able to become your master is the greatest honor in my life on the fifth floor of the devil!