Agreeing to the invitation of the Wisdom Zen Master, Han Feng left the Dust Breeze Hall and prepared to return to the mountain.

Halfway through, suddenly a young man's call came from behind:

"Master Han, wait a minute, please wait a minute!"

Han Feng turned his head, and it turned out to be the youngest of the three little novices behind the Wisdom Zen Master just now.

It is now very important to take this child with you when you go out of such a long distance, and it is estimated that Buddhism really needs its own help in the future, maybe it is to protect such a child to grow up to be independent enough.

Han Feng stood in place and waited for this little monk to chase after him, looking at his appearance of holding his knees with his hands on his knees and panting for breath because of exhaustion, he wanted to laugh a little:

"Little monk, what are you going to do here?"

"Master Han, hello, the little monk is called Chengxin. ”

This little monk looked like he was eleven or twelve years old, with red lips and white teeth, very cute, and bowed to Han Feng obediently as he spoke.

"Chengxin, what's the matter with you?"

Han Feng looked at Cheng Xin with a smile and touched his smooth head.

"Ah, that's right. The little monk has been yearning for the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, the deeds of hoeing the strong and helping the weak, and has been finally out of the temple this time, along the way, I have heard that Han Shizhu is fighting against the evil demons, and I heard that the story of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" told in the commentary is also written by you, and I really admire you, so I must want to know you. ”

Han Feng didn't expect this to be a little fan, so he pinched his face with a smile:

"Hey, you kid is quite discerning, come, reach out and hook me, you are my little brother." ”

Chengxin raised his head and smiled at Han Feng, revealing a row of white teeth, and he was childish and honest.

"Chengxin~"

The Wisdom Zen Master raised his voice at the door of the Dust Breeze Hall, patted his shiny little brain with a nervous face: "Oh, Senior Brother Wisdom is calling me, I have to go first, Master Han, next time we meet, please tell me about your deeds of hoeing the strong and helping the weak~"

Turning his head and running back towards the Dust Breeze Palace, the little monk Chengxin only left a back running in a hurry.

Han Feng looked at the back of the little monk and squinted his eyes...... Wise Brother...... I'm afraid the identity of this little guy is really unusual.

At this time, Bai Feihuang passed by, walked over with the Qingluan Knife, and said Han Feng's gaze: "What are you looking at?"

Han Feng's "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique" had already sensed Bai Feihuang coming over, and he didn't show any surprise, and replied with a smile:

"That little monk is called Chengxin, and he came from the Compassion Zen Forest, and he said that he admired and worshiped me very much. ”

"The clear heart of the Zen Forest of Compassion?"

Bai Feihuang's expression was a little weird.

Han Feng noticed that Bai Feihuang's expression was a little subtle, so he asked, "What's the matter, you know him." ”

Bai Feihuang pursed his lips and said with a smile: "The Chengxin of the Compassion Zen Forest, known as the most talented disciple of the generation of Buddhism who has left the country, cultivates Buddhism but does not practice martial arts, and it is said that he has cultivated the "Stay Away from Upside-Down Dream Method" to the eighth layer, as long as he enters the martial arts, he can immediately achieve the fifth grade of martial arts, and he is a popular candidate for the Buddhist Dao Jishan Polemic. ”

"Jishan controversy?"

Now it was Han Feng's turn to be puzzled.

Bai Feihuang knew that he didn't know much about these stories of the rivers and lakes from a long time ago, so he opened his mouth to explain:

"The two schools of Buddhism and Taoism have different philosophies and different Taoist systems, so the two religions of the country agreed to conduct a debate on martial arts and scriptures in Jishan every 30 years, but the contradictions inevitably intensified, and the candidates for the war could not be more than 20 years old.

Twenty-nine years ago, a thirteen-year-old Taoist prodigy Shen Xiyi came out of the Qitian branch of the Daomen, who couldn't raise his head with the body of a teenager, and now he has become the leader of the National Highway Gate, ranking in the top 20 of the Wulin Heavenly List.

And this little monk with a clear heart is considered to be a figure like Shen Xiyi in the generation of Buddhism. ”

Buddhist genius...... Han Feng recalled that Cheng Xin was panting for every step he had just taken, and he really couldn't imagine that he had such a high status...... I seem to have taken him in as a pony just now......

Han Feng shook his head and didn't think about it, and looked at Bai Feihuang: "Forget it, I don't want to do this, but why are you here?"

Bai Feihuang seemed to remember something, and said to Han Feng, "Speaking of which, I was originally going up the mountain to inform you of a party. ”

"Gatherings, is there any gathering that needs to be notified by Bai Zhijian personally?"

Qi Shaowei, who was also ranked in the top eight, was invited, and she hoped to gather everyone who was also in the top eight to meet each other to exchange martial arts and enhance feelings. ”

Even if you exchange martial arts, what the hell is it to enhance your relationship? Does the Hanging Sword Division also pay attention to the workplace?...... Han Feng secretly complained in his heart, but on the surface, he didn't show anything:

"Qi Shaowei, it sounds like a girl's name, is it your friend Feihuang?"

Bai Feihuang raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Feng:

"It's not just a girl, it's also a very good-looking girl, what's the matter, are you tempted?"

Han Feng somehow felt that Bai Feihuang's question was quite meaningful, and replied with a smile:

"Forget it, I have something else to do recently, if that Qi Ling envoy has the ability to win against her opponent, there will definitely be a chance to exchange martial arts with me. ”

"You're really unkind. ”

Bai Feihuang said this, but he smiled.

"Ha, I'm the respected Han Zhijian, okay, I'm very busy~"

Han Feng winked at Bai Feihuang.

Bai Feihuang ignored him and turned to leave: "I'm going to reply to her, don't be late again for tomorrow's quarterfinals~"

Han Feng turned around and walked back up the mountain.

"Don't worry, I'm the most punctual~"

Han Feng walked up the mountain while thinking about the next incident.

I didn't mean to shirk the party tonight, but there was something really going on.

Earlier, Nangong Lian informed himself that he was going to pick up a batch of Gu Capitals tonight and lurk near the Hanging Sword Division.

I'm afraid I won't be able to stop tonight.

Just thinking about whether he should give those Gu Du evil people by the way in the process of responding, "The Son of Heaven's Qi Technique" suddenly triggered, and sensed a stranger standing at the door of his small courtyard.

After Wang Boen's first battle, the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique" has really begun to merge with Han Feng's heart, and the next step is the water grinding kung fu.

stepped forward, and the rich middle-aged man waiting outside the door of the small courtyard came over with a smile:

"Hehe, you must be the famous Han Feng Han Zhijian, in Xu Maochang, he is a businessman who does business. ”

Han Feng was a little surprised: "Oh, Brother Xu came to me for some reason?"

Xu Maochang smiled flatteringly: "Hehe, what else can I do for it, of course, for the half of the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" you wrote...... Lao Xu I am a book printer and seller, I took over your business of half of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" earlier, how do you know that your book became popular all of a sudden, I don't know how many people come to me to read the second half, among which there are many martial arts people, but where do I have books for them...... Now I am really helpless, so I have to come to beg Han Zhijian you, and when the time comes, our harvest can be opened in three sevens~ I will be three you seven~"

Han Feng looked at Xu Maochang with a gesture of seven, and his face suddenly changed...... It's not that I'm moved by money, it's that the mysterious mist has come again......

[Mission: Write three best-selling novels (0.5/3)]

[Reward: Eight-rank follower - Liang Ziweng, eight-rank follower - Lehou]

It's a white mission I haven't seen in a long time......