When he returned to the main island, Du Fengji saw Yu Lan again.

Yulan smiled like a big red flower, Du Fengji glanced at it three times, this guy didn't know how to converge.

Du Fengji called Yu Lan: "You can still laugh?"

Yu Lan flattened his mouth: "If the little one doesn't laugh, Steward Zheng will beat me......"

Well, it's indeed Uncle Zheng's habit.

Du Fengji nodded: "It's good to get used to it." ”

Fish blue screams.

Second son, when will you be born - as long as you come out quickly, Yulan will always follow you, and you don't want to be with the eldest prince anymore.

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The family of three in Hanchun Hall had a meal, and in Feng Junjun's reluctant gaze, Du Feng was taken by Du Xuan to the Tongxiang Hall of Guiwei Palace.

Du Fengji got a fish demon to be the housekeeper for the second son, and there are related ins and outs Du Xuan can see it clearly, but there are also some puzzles to ask the eldest son.

Du Feng sat there neatly, the little robe didn't even have a fold, and the painting looked very good, but Du Xuan just knew that this son had a bad stomach.

"There are so many people in the palace, why do you have to get a little demon for your second brother? Don't fool me with the words to fool Zheng Bonian. Du Xuan said.

Du Fengji raised his eyebrows: "Does Dad want to listen to the truth or lie?"

Du Xuan took two steps back and forth, and finally squatted in front of his son: "Listen to the truth." ”

Du Fengmarrow took the initiative to hold Du Xuan's hand: "The truth is, I will never cultivate immortal martial arts, so I can only suffer for my second brother." But I feel that the second brother is very pitiful...... Alas, I can't share the ups and downs with him, I can only find someone else to be unlucky with him, Yulan and Dongfeng Pavilion are very suitable!"

Du Xuan's eyes widened.

This is a typical dead friend who does not die and is poor......

Raising his hand and unable to fight, Du Xuan left in a huff.

"Dad, Yulan hasn't been on the immortal spectrum yet, the second brother's guards can't do it, your old man must send someone to protect it!" Du Fengji reminded him later.

"Stinky boy, don't worry about it!"

Poor little two, you let your brother sell you before you were born.

*——*——*——*

The matter of finding a low-level retinue for the future second son, Uncle Zheng completed it quickly.

For this kind of thing that can directly lower the grade of the second son, Uncle Zheng can't wait to do a few more. It is best to let the second prince always be out of reach of the eldest prince, so as not to endanger the eldest prince's status in Chihai, and he, the eldest prince's housekeeper, is more valuable.

The next day, Du Fengji got the list of his younger brother's future escorts.

There are seven cultivators, four demon cultivators, and one is a spiritual cultivator who is born with spiritual things, exactly twelve adult cultivators, and there are more than twenty small ones in the Dongfeng Pavilion, all of which will be under the control of the little fairy official Yulan in the future.

Ah, being a nanny and a manager, Yulan's future days are not enough to describe.

Du Fengmarrow beckoned to Uncle Zheng, and Uncle Zheng stretched out his head.

Du Fengji whispered: "You ask someone to clean up the Linshui Hall on Tongxiangdian East Road, and the second son will be placed there in the future." ”

The second brother resolutely cannot fall into the hands of his mother, Feng Junjun.

"Eldest Prince, it's not appropriate to do this. Linshui Hall was originally your dormitory, and the second son wanted to enter the Guiwei Palace, and live in the Night White Hall on the West Road; ”

Du Fengji waved his hand: "According to what you said, I can only live on the East Road, do I still have to move out of the Middle Road?"

Uncle Zheng immediately refused: "The middle road was let by the palace master to live in the eldest prince, and he can't move." ”

"In the same way, I let my second brother live on East Road, and I must live. ”

One sentence made Uncle Zheng speechless, and it took a while to continue to fight: "The second son will be inseparable from his mother for a while, so don't worry about ......"

"You reminded me. Hmm......" Du Fengji thought for a while, "The second son will move to the Linshui Hall after a hundred days, and you will let people find a few nurses!"

Is he still looking for a wet nurse?

Uncle Zheng's eyes darkened.

*——*——*

ran away from Du Xuan, even if there was still a matter of the Feng family that he didn't ask, Du Fengji also put away his mind to ask.

No matter how thick-skinned he is, he knows that there is no good fruit to ask at this time.

The inner three halls and the outer seven halls that support the operation of Chihai Palace, although they can also inquire about foreign affairs, are firmly in the hands of Du Xuan and the seven chief managers, and Du Xuan can't hide the affairs of the half-immortal body, and Du Fengji is not allowed to casually contact the good and bad people in the palace. At this time, someone was sent to contact the Ten Immortal Palaces, and it must have been Du Xuan.

It's better to go back to your own one-third of an acre.

Back on the island, Du Fengji continued to cultivate.

The six-character longevity formula in the red marrow bead has been cultivated by all the masters of the Red Sea in the past generations, and finally all of them have been given up.

After Du Fengji cultivated, he learned that the more he cultivated, the more sleepy he became, and the longer he cultivated, the longer he slept on his stomach, the less time he spent meditating.

This trick is cultivated to the depths, and sooner or later one day it will fall asleep and sleep like a living dead.

This kind of exercise that is so lazy that it sleeps to death is not powerful or beneficial, and it is not in line with the Chihai Palace Master. In the Red Sea, a cruel holy place like the competition, a Red Sea master who can only sleep will not be killed by someone in a short time. It's incredible that the red marrow bead is still alive.

The reason why Du Xuan allowed his son to practice the Red Marrow Bead, in addition to his fatherly love for his son, the biggest reason is that this set of exercises has no benefit or harm.

Du Xuan indulged in his son, and also showed the bottom limit, only four years.

Nineteen months of cultivation, except for obtaining a weak Dharma Golden Yuan, the only change in Du Fengji's body was that the sleep duration returned to the infant period of one year old.

How good is that?

Do you really want to cultivate immortal martial arts and become like your father...... Standing tall in the sky?

Look at your white and tender little hands and touch your pink little face.

No one before knows it, and no one after it doesn't know, but on this top-level little white face, Du Fengji encountered it for the first time.

Why did this idea pop up for the first time?

Was it too ugly in the previous life?

No matter what, anyway, he still doesn't do anything that destroys the beauty.

*——*

The six-character longevity formula is definitely the ultimate killer of all mental weakness and irritability and insomnia.

The mind was free of distractions, and he fell asleep quickly, and his vitality once again surrounded a wisp of consciousness and turned into a soul consciousness. The soul consciousness sank into the golden vitality veins under the island through the warm jade that was connected to the ground.

This qi vein was negligible in Du Xuan's eyes, but it was a behemoth in front of Du Feng's little soul sense.

The process of refining the golden vein and golden vitality is the same as subduing domesticated wild animals, and if you are not careful, it will attract backlash, so Du Fengji is cautious.

After a while, the surrounding vitality was thickened, which was equivalent to three months of step-by-step cultivation.

Du Fengji sighed, sure enough, Ma Wuye grass is not fat, if it weren't for Feng Wu's collision, where could he encounter such a good thing.

But he still hates Feng Wu.

At night, the waves outside are gusting, like an aria and a chorus, and it is a calm night.

Waking up in a daze, his father's familiar breath surrounded him as usual, and Du Fengji whispered: "The black pill of the snake demon, can I eat it?"

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