"Jenny, it's really my ......" Shopkeeper Cai leaned close to Jenny's ear, muttered for a long time, although he said quietly, but after Zuo Feng heard those obscene words, he touched his nose and walked out of the room.

"Oh, Cai! It's really you! Only you know all the secrets of my body!" Jenny suddenly jumped on top of Shopkeeper Cai, and clamped Shopkeeper Cai's old waist with her legs.

"Fake, who is this woman, could it be your new love!Can you betray me when you get younger!" Jenny suddenly saw Secretary Wang standing on the side, and then twisted the shopkeeper Cai, until the shopkeeper Cai screamed.

After seeing Jenny so dragon and tiger, Zuo Feng's mood suddenly improved by half. He explained a few words to Shopkeeper Cai and Secretary Wang, and asked them to stay in Guicheng first. As for Zuo Feng, he had to go back to Gujiao Village first.

And how did Shopkeeper Cai explain to Jenny that he had suddenly become younger, and Secretary Wang was really not his new love, so Zuo Feng didn't have to worry.

After all, Zuo Feng could clearly see the vigorous desire revealed in Jenny's eyes, which was the desire to become young despite everything. It is estimated that it will not be long before Shopkeeper Cai will tell Jenny about his experience over the years.

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"Boy, how is it, am I accurate?" The moment he saw Zuo Feng, the ancient village chief rolled up his beard and looked complacent.

"That's true! Village chief, you are much stronger than the old forbidden woman, how else to say that Jiang is still old and spicy!" Zuo Feng sincerely complimented, "Village chief, you borrowed my magic stick, but you helped me a lot, without it, I guess I won't be able to come back, now the thing will be returned to its original owner." ”

Zuo Feng took out the magic stick and handed it to the ancient village chief with a reluctant face.

"It's not to borrow, it's to give! The ancient village chief looked at the god stick with a look of pity, but motioned to Zuo Feng to put it away.

"Village Chief, what are you counting again?" Zuo Feng felt a little strange, and leaned forward and asked quietly.

"Don't ask, these are all instructions from Lord Witch God, and when it comes to the heavenly machine, I can't answer you, and I can't say it quietly. The ancient village chief rolled his eyes and turned away, "Last time, I promised you that when you have cultivated your divine thoughts, I will teach you some life-preserving secret techniques, and when you are free, come to me to practice again." Now you get out of here and do what needs to be done. ”

"Old man, you are so ruthless, it's hard for me to come to see you when I came out of Daiyu Xianshan. Zuo Feng complained, "I really have something important to look for you, your previous prophecy is fine, but there is something about my parents, but there is still no sign of it." So I'd like to ask you to do the math again so that I can have a clue where to start. ”

"Fuck off, you doubt that I'm not sure, so do you want to go back and find that old forbidden woman to do the math? I used to say that five years will be five years later, and now although five years have passed, it is still five years later. The village chief's face sank when he heard this, and he waved his hand like a fly, trying to drive Zuo Feng out.

"Don't worry, don't worry, then don't count, let's chat. Zuo Feng smiled awkwardly, and then said in a seductive tone, "Village Chief, aren't you curious about what is on Daiyu Immortal Mountain?"

"Sorry, not curious. The ancient village chief clasped his hands and said lightly, "For people like us who can calculate, it's not a good thing to know too much, and if you leak too much, you will be damned." If you want to ask anything, ask quickly, and if you can answer, I will answer, and if you can't, I will not say if you put a knife on my neck. ”

"Then let's talk about Feng Jing. Zuo Feng heard that Sun Xiongzi say that Feng Jing had become the number one monk in the world, and he couldn't help but be shocked, but he didn't show it at that time.

So Zuo Feng wanted to hear from the village chief about the specific situation and why Feng Jing was able to advance so quickly.

"I can only tell you that this is true, and I don't know exactly what chance he got in the witch god water cave. After all, the Witch God Water Cave is a holy place for us and us, and I haven't been in it.

However, five years ago, you went to Dongying for less than three months, and Feng Jing came out of the Witch God Water Cave. At that time, his cultivation hadn't changed much, and he hadn't broken through the Ning Yuan Realm yet. After I returned the bag you had given me, he left.

When I heard about him from the others, I heard that he was already at the ninth level of the Condensing Yuan Realm, and he had completely controlled the Black Luo Sect. The ancient village chief said this, and looked at Zuo Feng with a smile, "Boy, are you jealous?"

"A little. Zuo Feng sighed and told the truth, but Zuo Feng was just a little envious of Feng Jing's entry.

"Stupid, the foundation is unstable, it is a blessing or a curse!" The ancient village chief looked at Zuo Feng with caring eyes, probably thinking that Zuo Feng could still save it, and said, "Which nouveau riche do you see can last a long time?" Remember, how much you get, you have to pay!"

The words of the ancient village chief were insinuating, and after Zuo Feng heard it, he couldn't help but secretly worry about Feng Jing.

"You can get out this time!" said the ancient village chief unceremoniously.

"This old man, his temper is so big!" Zuo Feng muttered and walked out of the Heir Desert Palace.

"Stop! Little fat head! Why don't you change your dead nature, you always like to eavesdrop on other people's conversations!" The moment Zuo Feng walked out of the door, he saw a dodging figure, and with a sweep of his mind, he recognized the breath of the little fat head.

"Good morning, Brother Zuo Feng, I'm not eavesdropping, I want to invite you to my house for dinner. The little fat head quibbled, "Brother Zuo Feng, I've grown up, you can't call me little fat head anymore, you have to call me by my name, so that you can respect me!"

"Okay, good, I respect you, what's your big name?" The little fat head is already eleven years old, and after growing up, he has become lean, and Zuo Feng has to respect the child's opinion.

"My name is Gu Renyun! The little fat head obviously understood the meaning of these three words, so he scratched his head embarrassedly.

Although this Gujiao village is only a narrow valley, the villagers have never relaxed in educating the village chief.

The village has been passed down from generation to generation, and the population of the villagers has only been maintained at a stable number, and the extra people have been diverted to the outside world. Men generally join the Catholic Church, and women generally join the Witch Forbidden Gate.

"Good name!" Zuo Feng was stunned when he heard this, and then praised sincerely.

He knew the direction of the little fat man's practice, which was the "mantra". To practice mantras, you need to learn the "Heavenly Language", and the older the Heavenly Language, the more difficult it is to master, but the more powerful it is.

It is not difficult to see that the three words "ancient clouds" are the deep expectations of the ancient village chief for the little fat head.

"Brother Zuo Feng, haven't you brought me any gifts after going out for so long?" The little fat head bit his finger and looked at Zuo Feng with an eager expression.

"What gift do you want?" Zuo Feng was a little embarrassed when he heard this.

To say that sending things to the people of Gujiao Village is really a big problem for Zuo Feng. Strictly speaking, the Immortal Cultivation Realm only refers to those who practice Yuan Li as "monks".

However, the inheritance of witch gods is more special, they practice witchcraft, and the foreign objects they drive are called witch weapons. What exactly is the magic power, Zuo Feng has not yet fully figured it out.

So if you give a gift, Zuo Feng really doesn't know what to give to the little fat head.

"It's that spicy strip! I haven't eaten spicy strips since you left last time!" said the little fat man angrily.

"Oh, you wait, I'll take you out to eat!" Zuo Feng didn't expect the little fat head's requirements to be so low, and when he heard this, he also felt that the children in Gujiao Village were very pitiful, and they didn't even have to eat spicy strips.

So Zuo Feng returned to the Heir Desolate Hall and told the ancient village chief that he wanted to take the little fat head out to play.

"Go ahead, just stay safe. The ancient village chief didn't care, "Control the rhythm, don't let him play wild, he is at a critical time to learn the heavenly language." ”

"I know, you old people are really excessive, and you have to deprive children of their playtime!" Zuo Feng said angrily.

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The Tuyuan Secret Realm of the Black Luo Sect is located in the Central Plains, so it also enjoys the convenience of "the middle of the world".

In Feng Tianyu's era, with the power of the Dingshan Compass, the treasure of the Zhenzong, there was no one in the world who could escape the abnormal fluctuations monitored by the Black Luo Sect.

Therefore, the original Duxiu Peak Formation Seal was broken, and although the Dingshan Compass was thousands of miles away, it could still clearly detect the abnormality.

However, at that time, Feng Tianyu's cultivation was the fourth layer of the Yuan Dan Realm, and he urged the Dingshan Compass to come, and he was invincible.

As for Feng Jingcai's cultivation of the ninth layer of the Yuan Realm, he urged the Dingshan Compass, and its power was much weaker.

In addition, before Feng Jing fell into the Witch God Water Cave, he had used the method of blood sacrifice to forcibly urge the origin power of the Dingshan compass. At that time, the Duze Duel that imprisoned the four people of Qingyunzi was actually achieved by the Dingshan Compass by consuming its origin power on its own.

Then Qingyunzi used the genuine Zixiao Fu again, and the Zixiao Fu brutally tore the Dingshan Compass to confine, and the Dingshan Compass was injured and injured.

"Well, in addition to being still strong, I'm afraid its power is less than one-tenth of its original power. "Hei Luozong, in the meeting hall, Feng Jing sat on the main seat, rubbing the black Dingshan compass while answering everyone's questions.

Five years have passed, and Feng Jing's lips have grown a dense short beard, adding a bit of stability.

"Although our Black Luo Sect now has six Consummate Yuan Realm cultivators, in terms of high-end combat power, the two sides are also about the same number. It's just that it is said that the other party has more than a dozen Zixiao talismans, if the rumors of the Zixiao talisman are true, I'm afraid that the six of us won't be able to please them. Elder Chu, who was sitting first in the left row, said worriedly.

Among the six Condensing Yuan Realm Consummation Monks of the Black Luo Sect now, plus Feng Jing, three of them are the monks of the original Black Luo Sect, and the other three are the heads of the original Mirage Sect, Qingye Valley, and Vajra Sect.

Now in the structure of the Black Luo Sect, there are five elders under the sect leader Feng Jing, and these five elders are the other Condensing Yuan Realm consummation cultivators. Under the five elders, there are five hall masters, who are elected by the original disciples of each faction.

What is more special is that the original Wu family monks only had hall masters and no elders. Because the Wu family eventually split into two factions, one faction joined the Sanqing demolition team, and the other faction led by Wu Dingxiang and joined the Black Luo Sect.

Wu Dingxiang is the master of the Nirvana Hall among the five halls, and at this moment, he already has the cultivation of the third layer of the Ning Yuan Realm, which is even higher than Zuo Feng.

As for Liang Huan, Qin Xinyu, and Wei Fen, although their cultivation is getting longer, they are just the same as Zuo Feng, they are all the cultivation of the first layer of Ning Yuan Realm.

In fact, everyone's entry is not slow, but it can be regarded as a fast entry.

There are two reasons why the country is entering the country so quickly.

The first is that in the past five years, they have participated in large and small battles, which not only enriches their fighting experience, but also makes their mana foundation more solid, and finally their cultivation speed has been significantly improved.

Second, since the Qingye Valley was merged into the Black Luo Sect, Feng Jing had integrated the elixir resources of the five factions and refined a sufficient amount of Xi Yuan Pill. With the assistance of Xi Yuan Dan, the speed at which everyone compresses their vitality has been greatly improved, and they will naturally enter the realm quickly.

Of course, no matter how much Xi Yuandan is, it is only concentrated on a dozen people, and Liang Huan, Qin Xinyu, and Wei Fen can enjoy it entirely because they have a classmate relationship with Feng Jing.

As for Wu Dingxiang, he originally had enough resources, and later the female cultivator Le'er helped him regain the accumulation in the Wu family's treasure house, so he was also carefree.

In comparison, although Zuo Feng's entry was a little slow, Zuo Feng was sure that the depth of his mana was definitely not comparable to them.

At least in terms of the size of the dantian space, the two sides are not of the same magnitude.

After Feng Jing heard Elder Chu's words, he remembered the scene before falling into the Witch God Water Cave, and said, "That Zixiao Fu is indeed a big trouble. However, I am sure that among the several Condensing Yuan Realm Consummation Cultivators of the Sanqing Demolition Team, only one of them has mastered the Purple Sky Talisman.

Let's not forget why the Sanqing Palace was destroyed, if it wasn't for Zhao Changming's use of the Zixiao Talisman, where would it cause a series of consequences in the future. With this experience, Wang Changqing, as the captain of the Sanqing demolition team, I don't believe that he will rest assured that he will hand over the Zixiao Fu to others.

So what I mean is that Wang Changqing is dealt with by me, and I will not give him a chance to use the Zixiao Talisman. You must know that although his Zixiao Talisman is powerful, but when it is used in a melee, it is nothing more than a lose-lose style, and the rest of the other party will not let him do it.

Now, although the power of my Black Luo Sect's Dingshan Compass has been greatly damaged, it is still more than enough to deal with a Condensing Yuan Realm cultivator. ”

"Yes, as long as there is no threat from Zixiao Fu, none of my families have their own means, so why be afraid. Reimu patted the handle of the chair, "Besides, over the years, we have refined a lot of disposable self-detonation magic weapons with Fusang wood, although its power is not as good as that of Zixiao Fu, but more ants can always bite the elephant to death."

We will distribute a sufficient amount of this battle, and each disciple participating in the battle will have so or so ten branches in their hands, how can we be invincible?"

Liang Huan, who was sitting in the back row in a daze, heard the word "Fusang Mu", he raised his head slightly, paused for a moment, and then lowered his head again and began to fall into thought.

Liang Huan felt that a few years ago, the scene where he and Wang Xueqi picked up the "Fusang Arrow" on the high seas was still vivid, and he thought that he could use a batch of Fusang wood to impress Wang Xueqi's master, Guangyuan Shitai, but later a series of changes occurred, and Liang Huan and Wang Xueqi broke up.

"Huh? Just when Liang Huan was thinking about the past, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"What's going on!!" Reimu snorted with a grimace.

"I mean, just in case, you will use the Nine Colored Tridacnes of your Mirage Hall to move the young monks below the sixth level of the Cultivation Yuan Realm of each sect to a safe place to hide, and after this battle, you will act according to the results. Feng Jing said.

To be honest, Feng Jing was not sure that he would stop Wang Changqing, the captain of the Sanqing demolition team, from using Zixiao Fu. But he had to fight this battle, and if he survived, the Black Luo Sect would be the undisputed number one faction in the immortal cultivation world from now on.

As for what would happen if he failed, Feng Jing didn't think about it carefully, but he remembered the past feelings and wanted to send Liang Huan and a few people out.

"Yes!" Liang Huan was about to refute, but was glared at by Lingmeng, so he had no choice but to accept the order.

"A few monks who have just been named, let's go with them. Elder Lingmeng, you go and assign a task and dismiss the meeting!" Feng Jingjing left.

"Liang Huan, you come with me first!" Lingmeng walked out of the council hall and walked towards a remote place.

"These are the nine-colored clams and the nine multicolored sea mussels, and I used a secret method to smelt them into one a few days ago. Speaking of which, Reimu released his divine sense to probe the surroundings, and found that there was no one left, and said, "So it already has the function of integrating into the void, but the time is very short, less than two hours."

I mean, later, you can choose more people from our Mirage Sect and relax the conditions to the seventh layer and below of the Nourishing Yuan Realm. You and Sect Master Feng Jing are good friends, even if he learns about it, he won't embarrass you. I always have a bad premonition in this battle, and I have usurped the position of the gang leader without the consent of the gang, so I can't do worse than my sister.

With this preparation, if something happens to the Mirage Sect, the Mirage Sect will always be able to pass it on. I will pass on the law that melts into the void to you, and you must keep it a secret. Remember my words, if there is an irresistible danger, immediately melt into the void, and save the fire of my Mirage Sect!"

After speaking, Reimu shot a magic battle towards Liang Huan's Shenzang, then patted Liang Huan's shoulders with both hands, and turned around and left in a dashing manner.

Liang Huan looked at Lingmeng's back in a daze, only to feel that the burden on his body was like a thousand pounds.

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"The ancients, have you eaten enough?" Zuo Feng looked at the little fat head in front of him, and said sadly.

Out of Gujiao Village, Zuo Feng released a white flying boat and flew to his hometown Yongcheng with a little fat head.

At this moment, they are sitting in the seats of a roadside stall in the Zhongshan Road Food Street, and the empty porcelain bowls on the table have been stacked half a person high.

The stack of porcelain bowls was the result of the little fat head. Originally, Zuo Feng had already gone to the nearest supermarket to buy more than a dozen boxes of spicy strips, but he remembered that the little fat head was a mortal, and it was not good for him to eat spicy strips.

So Zuo Feng simply took the little fat head to the food street, thinking about having a full meal first.

There are all kinds of delicacies in Zhongshan Road Food Street, and Zuo Feng hasn't tasted food for a long time, so he casually found this stall and sat down, wanting to taste the food he had never eaten before.

Originally, Zuo Feng ordered two orders according to his own amount of food, but he didn't know that he felt overfilled, and the little fat head was still shouting that he was very hungry, and asked Zuo Feng to buy all kinds of delicacies.

Zuo Feng was suspicious of this, he got up and went to the neighborhood to buy another dish for one person, but the little fat man was still hungry after eating.

So Zuo Feng didn't bother to run away, he had money and was easy to do, so he said to the stall owner, stuffed a few red envelopes, and the stall owner beckoned the nearby food stalls to send their specialty dishes over in a steady stream.

"The ancients haven't eaten enough, so where is this. The little fat head munched on a head-sized braised hoof, and waved his hand to signal Zuo Feng to continue serving.

"I said young man, just stop in moderation, even if you want to be popular, you can't joke with a child's body!" There was already a group of people around the table, everyone took out their mobile phones to record a video, an old lady couldn't stand it, thinking that Zuo Feng was recording a big stomach video, so she opened her mouth to accuse.

"Yes, yes, such a young child, you see that his belly is bulging, and you will let him vomit later, isn't that abusing the child?" the old lady began, and everyone began to have a sense of justice, and they all pointed fingers.

"Smack!" I didn't hear the onlookers say, Zuo Feng hadn't noticed the little fat head's belly yet, only to see that his stomach was already bulging, and he was a bald little boss who had been in the wine field for a long time, Zuo Feng hurriedly slapped his palm on the little fat head!

"Hey, how are you beating a child!" the crowd of onlookers stopped doing it, and almost rolled up their sleeves to stop the left wind.

Zuo Feng hurriedly glared at the little fat head.

"Where's the drumming? Where is the drumming? I finally begged my brother to take me out to dinner, who wants you to meddle in your business! What kind of video are you recording? It was you onlookers who recorded the video!

I didn't want you to shoot it before, but my brother was generous and said it didn't matter, but now you are pointing fingers!" The little fat head received Zuo Feng's threat, and quickly stood up, lifted his shirt and exposed his belly to show everyone.

I saw that his stomach had strangely flattened, and it didn't look like he was sucking his stomach at all.

"You onlookers, listen to the wind is the rain, and the old ladies are dazzled, and you also believe it! I am a cat eating with my waist down, so my shirt hangs down, and it looks like a drum, do you understand?" said the little fat head with his waist inserted.

The crowd petrified, and then the old lady turned her head and accused the stall owner that he had deliberately stacked empty bowls to deceive the crowd.

Everyone followed one after another, in order to divert the embarrassment, and Zuo Feng hurriedly pulled the little fat head and slipped away.