"'Spirit Servant Palace'?" Bai Furong wiped her tears and asked, "What kind of sect is the 'Spirit Servant Palace'?"

Wei was stunned by this question, and suddenly had an idea in his heart, and thought: "Since Meng Lian has already united with Xin Rushui and them, Sheng Xiao's old killer will unite the three sects sooner or later to be unfavorable to Meng Lian, so I might as well simply make the 'Spirit Servant Palace' bigger, recruit masters everywhere to expand their strength, and help Meng Lian them in the future?" As for the position of the palace master...... Let Daddy take the role in the future. ”

The most important thing now is to improve one's strength and expand one's power as soon as possible.

Wei looked at Bai Hibiscus with a handful of snot and tears in front of him, and felt that this person was not bad, but he was too cowardly. Wei frowned and shouted, "Bai Hibiscus, don't cry. If you follow me, you will be the elder of the 'Spirit Servant Palace' in the future, and I will also teach you some of the cultivation techniques of the Wumen." If you refuse to join my 'Spirit Servant Palace', then I'm sorry......" he said, raising the full moon scimitar in his hand. Wei Jingzhen, who was born as a hunter, believes in the law of the jungle the most, since he has entered the cultivation realm, it is inevitable to kill people in the future, but he doesn't want to kill such a cowardly guy in front of him for the first time, at least he has to be a master of the realm of tribulation.

When Bai Furong saw the bright and dangling scimitar, tears and snot came down again: "Hero, hero, you raise your noble hand." You want me to follow you...... In the future, I will follow the heroes as cattle and horses! Heroes, if you say to the east, I will go to the east, and if you say to the west, I will go to the west...... Please spare my life......" Bai Hibiscus kept kowtowing, although the ground was not too hard, but it was so hard that blood oozed out.

Wei Jingzhen suddenly regretted a little, is this guy reliable? He put away his scimitar and scolded: "Okay, I won't kill you." Look what you are talking like! In the future, follow me and never allow you to be like this again, lest you lose the face of my 'Spirit Servant Palace'. Did you hear that?"

Bai Furong knew that his life was saved, and immediately burst into tears, his white face was stained with tears and snot, he stretched out his sleeves and wiped them, his face was clean, but the sleeves were viscous and disgusting. Wei frowned again, and reprimanded: "White Hibiscus!"

Bai Furong saw that Wei's face sank again, and immediately said in shock: "The villain, the villain is here." ”

"How can you be so unsophisticated? Wipe your nose later...... You have to use a handkerchief!" "Wei Jingzhen really wants to be disgusted to death by this guy, why is everyone sixteen or seventeen years old, this guy is so different from himself?

Wei stood up in shock, and found that the ribs that had been connected before burst again, and suddenly the cold sweat on his forehead came down in pain. There's no way, let's go to Feng'er's house to recuperate for a while. Summoning the white hibiscus, the two slowly walked towards the wilderness in front of them.

Bai Furong has a cowardly personality and a good heart, and when she saw Wei Jingzhen faltering, she couldn't help asking: "Hero, are you injured? Do you want me to help you?" Bai Furong watched Wei Jingzhen crawl out of the grave, and when she saw Wei Jingzhen like this, she naturally thought that he was injured.

"No!" Wei stunned and gritted his silver teeth, and quickened his pace. Bai Furong admired her face in her heart, and thought: "A hero is a hero, he is really a tough guy!" and sped up to follow.

The two came to the edge of the wind gust one after the other under the moonlight, and Bai Furong saw Wei stopped and asked, "Hero, where are we going?"

"You don't need to call me a hero, just call me Brother Wei. Wei was stunned and endured the pain and said, "Wait here for a while, you must not come forward." Then he stretched out his divine sense to find out the location of Feng'er's house. Probably because of the protection of the formation, the house was not found, but Wei Jingzhen found that Feng'er was sitting on a large smooth stone, with crystal tears on his face.

"What is this little girl doing outside so late?" Wei was stunned and paid attention to the wind, only to see that the wind was in tears, and her weak shoulders were trembling in the night wind, looking so lonely and helpless. The wind was a little strong at night, and the long hair of the wind was blown in the wind, and the tears that ran down his cheeks were blown by the wind. Feng'er muttered to herself: "Big brother, it's been a day...... Big brother, will you really come back for the first seven? Feng'er misses you so much......"

The words were filled with endless thoughts, melodiously drifting in the rustling night breeze.

Wei was stunned with a pain in his heart, and tears appeared in his eyes, and his divine sense said: "Feng'er, you withdrew the formation and let my brother in." ”

Feng'er was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face, and she raised her little face and said to the night sky around her: "Big brother, is it you?

Feng'er couldn't transmit the sound, but Wei Zhen's consciousness could naturally hear her shouting loudly, and at the same time, he also found that "Water" and "Fire" had walked out of the house. Seeing these two people, Wei was shocked and angry: "Mom, one of these two wants to burn me, and the other directly buries me alive!"

"Water" and "Fire" saw Feng'er, and "Shui" said: "Feng'er, didn't you promise your uncle to sit down for a while and go to sleep?"

Wei Jingzhen continued to transmit the voice: "Feng'er, ignore them, quickly withdraw the formation and let me in." ”

Feng'er didn't pay attention to the "water", jumped off the big stone, messed up a few small stones under the stone, and then shouted at the night wind: "Big brother, Feng'er has removed the formation, come over quickly." “

"Water" and "Fire" couldn't help but widen their eyes. Who is this girl talking to?

After a while, Feng'er finally saw Wei Jing's staggering figure, and immediately ran up in tears, hugged Wei Jingjing's waist, and buried his head deep in Wei Jingjing's arms. Wei was stunned, and his whole body trembled with pain in the broken bones, but he couldn't hold back and didn't say a word, stretched out his hand and touched Feng'er's dark hair, his heart was full of emotion.

"Water" and "Fire" looked at each other when they saw Wei Jingyi, and said in their hearts: "Is this kid......? Hasn't the first seven yet arrived?" Seeing Bai Hibiscus behind him again, and seeing Bai Hibiscus wearing the costume of the Demon Gate, they were all slightly surprised.

It took a long time for Feng'er to remove his face from Wei Jing's arms. Wei stroking Feng'er's face, wiped away the tears on her face, and after smiling reluctantly, she finally fainted in pain......

When Wei woke up, he found that it was already dark, and he was lying on the bed, and Feng'er was lying on the edge of the bed before he woke up, and no one else saw it. His consciousness expanded, and he found that Bai Hibiscus was eating in the kitchen at the back of the house, and there was a miniature fire array on the stove. Outside the house, "Water" and "Fire" were studying the formation in the open space, and they talked about it from time to time.

The wounds on his body have been re-bandaged and cleaned, and it can be seen that it is Feng'er's handwriting. Looking at the sleeping Feng'er, Wei Jingjing had a smile on his face, and after running the magic of the witch gate a few times, he felt that the wound was no longer so painful, and then quietly walked out of the house.

The "two ......" saw the two "water" and "fire" squatting on the ground, and Wei was stunned for a while, not knowing what to call them.

Both of them looked up and were surprised when they saw Wei stunned. Because the two times I saw Wei Jingjing before, I couldn't see it really in the night, and the two of "water" and "fire" didn't feel anything, but at this moment, in broad daylight, Wei Jingjing's well-proportioned body, strong muscles, and much thicker weird left arm shocked the two.

"Little brother, it's you......" The first to speak was "Shui" dressed as a scholar. "Shui" looked to be in his thirties, wearing a sky-blue robe, with a scholar's scarf on his head to tie his hair, and his appearance was elegant, if he was younger, he would probably be a beautiful man.

"Shui" speaks in a voice as subtle and long as flowing water: "Little brother, my name is 'water', and the one next to me is called 'fire'." Actually, you can also call us 'water masters' and 'fire masters'. ”

"My name is Wei Jing. Wei was shocked and confessed his name. Anyway, the "Spirit Servant Palace" will soon be typed, and there is no need to hide his name from others.

Neither the Water Master nor the Fire Master were from the Cultivation Realm, and they obviously hadn't heard of Wei Jingzhen's name, so they just let out a faint "oh".

Wei looked at the two of them in shock, and simply asked straightforwardly, "I don't know what the relationship between the two of them is with 'wind' and 'thunder'?"

"Didn't Feng'er tell you?" The water master and the fire master glanced at each other, and the water master sighed and said: "Alas, it's all because 'Feng' didn't explain clearly when he died...... 'fire', you can tell me." ”

The fire master had a thick beard, his eyes were as shining as stars, and his words were extremely loud: "Little brother, are you from the cultivation realm?"

Wei nodded in surprise.

Seeing Wei nodded in surprise, the eyes of both the water master and the fire master became hot.

"No wonder," the fire master was a little excited, and asked, "Which sect of disciple is the little brother?"

"Chongtianmen. Wei said indifferently. He was now full of hatred for the Daomen, and this answer was still based on the face of the dead Yuan Xu. It's just that Wei Jingzhen was very curious in his heart, they were all mortals, so why did they ask the matter of the cultivation realm?

The fire master didn't seem to know what sect the "Chongtianmen" was, so he just let out an indifferent "oh" and continued: "I don't know if the little brother has heard of a sect in the cultivation realm called the 'Golden Dou Sect'?"

Wei shook his head suspiciously, "Jin Er Dou Sect" has never heard of it.

"Alas...... It's gone, it's gone......" The sailor sighed and said, "I'll talk about it." 'Jin Er Dou Zong' was a long, long time ago...... I don't know how long it has been, but I heard from our ancestors that it was the most powerful cultivation sect in the human cultivation world. The most powerful thing about the 'Golden Er Dou Sect' is not the cultivation method, but the formation. ”

"Formation?" Wei said curiously.

"Uh, Formation!" Shui Shi nodded and continued: "There are eight of the most talented disciples in this sect, known as the 'Eight Masters of Formation', and all of us are descendants of the 'Eight Masters of Formation'. Later, some changes occurred in the 'Golden Dou Sect', and these eight outstanding disciples lived incognito in the mortal world, but we, the descendants of the Eight Masters, never wanted to return to the cultivation realm. When he said this, the eyes of both the water master and the fire master flashed with dazzling eyes.

"Then you can go up to the mountain to apprentice. ”

"Impossible!" the fire master intercepted, "Our ancestors do not allow future generations to worship under the sects of other sects. ”

"That's right," the water master also said: "The 'Golden Dou Sect' may have been too powerful back then, and the eight ancestors were all proud to be disciples of the 'Golden Dou Sect', and they would not allow future generations to worship other sects." Again...... The formation alone is enough for us to learn for a lifetime, so how can we have time to learn from our teachers......"

Wei was stunned when he heard this, and after a while, he asked: "'Eight Masters of Formation', only water, fire, wind, and thunder are left, and what about the other four masters?"

The water master and the fire master glanced at each other, and their eyes were gloomy. The water master said: "I don't know, the 'Eight Masters of the Formation', the sky, the earth, the thunder, the wind, the water, the fire, the mountain, and the Ze, each has its own unique formation, but in the long years, the descendants of the Eight Masters have lost contact with each other, and we have no way to find the descendants of the four branches of heaven, earth, mountain, and Ze......"