The people in the rivers and lakes who watched the excitement on Qingshi Terrace that day said that there were not many people, and there were no more words, even with the power behind Chen Jianzhi, it would take a lot of effort to suppress most of them, but it was impossible to completely eliminate the impact.

Not to mention that Chen Jianzhi is working hard for him, a little brother who can be seen.

Wang Feng, who gradually sank into the oblivion of things and me, when his mind came out of that wonderful feeling, he opened his eyes and looked out from the balcony, only to find that it was already dark at night.

Thinking of the painting he had just bought in the ghost market, Wang Feng's curiosity could no longer be suppressed.

As a Chinese person, the monster is a familiar thing, thousands of years of history about the legend of the demon is countless, the story of the fox demon is the legend of the monster is more and more romantic.

But I have never heard of anyone who has really seen a demon, and Wang Feng is no exception, and now that he has the opportunity to see the real legendary creature, how can he not be curious.

He took the painting that he had put aside and brought back after spending 20,000 oceans to pay off a debt, and spread it out on a table.

It's just that the painting is still the same painting, and the white fox in the painting is no different, Wang Feng didn't see anything after looking at it for a long time, and there was nothing abnormal under the wide opening of his heart.

There's nothing to worry about, he doesn't understand, but there are people who do.

The mind sank into the sea of knowledge.

The beautiful fairy posture is still the same, sitting indifferently on the stone bench, ethereal like a fairy.

Xuan Qingsi looked up and down at Wang Feng who came in: "Cultivation has made some progress." ”

"Hehehehehe. Such a plain, just stating the facts, sounded like a compliment to Wang Feng, and he smiled happily and happily.

Shaking her head, Xuan Qingsi asked, "You want to ask about that painting?"

"Yes, didn't you say it was a demon? But I can't see anything out of the ordinary. Wang Feng frowned depressedly.

"The person who made that painting is already an immortal method for you, and the cultivation is only one or two different from me when I was in my heyday, so you naturally can't see through it. ”

"This fox demon is so powerful?" Wang Feng was startled.

He naturally didn't know how powerful Xuanqing Silk was when it was in its heyday, but Wang Feng knew that it was definitely far beyond his own imagination. What's more, Xuan Qingsi has a special position in his heart, just like a child thinks that his father is the most powerful in the world and his mother is the best in the world, this master is also the most powerful person in the world in his heart, and he has unreasonable confidence.

"I'm talking about the person who painted, not the fox, the white fox is just sealed in the painting. Xuan Qingsi shook her head and said.

So that's the case, Wang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, if the white fox in this painting was really so powerful, he really didn't dare to move it again, lest he really release it, and he couldn't play with his own strength.

"You don't have to worry either. Xuan Qingsi saw Wang Feng's thoughts, and said again: "The breath of the white fox in this painting is looming, and it is extremely weak, I think it is extremely seriously injured." The person who painted the painting should have wanted to protect the little fox before handing it over to seal it in the painting. ”

"How do you know it's to protect it?"

"There is a hole in this painting, if you really want to suppress it, why use such a blessed land. "Xuan Qingsi is naturally authentic.

"Since you want that person to be so powerful, why do you want to seal it in this painting?"

"Nothing surprising, the man may have been in trouble himself, and he had to do it as a last resort to save his life. Xuan Qingsi said, a pair of autumn water became a little blurred, as if she was crying to herself: "This white fox should have been sealed in the painting for thousands of years......"

She sighed in her heart, if there were such treasures back then, maybe all the disciples of the Divine Palace would not have died, and she would have been left alone to come to Wang Feng's world and be the only one.

Although she has always been indifferent when she saw this painting, judging from the rhyme in the painting, the person who painted this painting is indeed inferior to herself, but she actually admires it tightly in her heart. Because with the breadth of her knowledge and strong inheritance in the Sanqi Divine Palace, she did not have such a means to include a cave in a painting that was a foot long.

The white fox said that it was sealed, but in fact, it was just healing its injuries in the cave in the painting, except for loneliness, it was no different from the outside world, and even this kind of blessed land was used for cultivation to get twice the result with half the effort.

Such a precious treasure is used to protect this white fox, and the relationship between the person who painted the painting and this white fox should not be close.

I don't know what kind of calamity that man encountered, and he was forced to give up such treasures and loved ones.

This thought Xuan Qingsi naturally only flashed in her heart, and she would not talk to Wang Feng with her temperament.

But how could Wang Feng not see that Xuan Qingsi had something in her heart, what else could her situation be in addition to being related to the so-called Ten Directions Realm.

It's just that Wang Feng is really powerless about these now, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to understand, let alone solve his worries for his teacher.

He could only divert her attention: "Master, I'm quite interested in this white fox, is there any way for me to see it with my own eyes?"

"Absolutely. ”

Wang Fengyixi: "How to do it?"

"When you reach the innate realm and forge an immortal foundation, I will pass on some Taoist methods to you, and you will naturally be able to unlock the seal in the painting. Xuan Qingsi said indifferently. She can't make this treasure, but it is not difficult to open the seal of the white fox, and the person who sealed it is not a seal made to suppress the white fox, but for the purpose of protection, the ban set up to prevent being discovered is not difficult to break.

Wang Feng: "......"

He is only the second layer of the day after tomorrow, although his current cultivation speed is very fast, but the way of cultivation is originally more and more difficult the further he goes. Even if it is to reach the realm of acquired perfection, it is not easy to enter the innate one, and nine out of ten people who are stuck in this hurdle can not advance an inch in their lives, who knows that when he is born is the year of the monkey.

Master, you really know how to tease your apprentice...... Wang Feng said secretly in his heart.

"Is there any other way......" Wang Feng continued to ask expectantly.

"Yes. ”

There was no rush to rejoice, and he carefully determined: "How to do it?"

And so on. ”

What do you mean?

"When?"

"Wait until it's all healed and come out of the ban. ”

Wang Feng: "......"

He really wanted to say now, Master, can you not be naughty......

......

After some inquiry, Wang Feng finally understood, Xuan Qingsi asked him to bring back this painting for a short time, but it was useless at all, so he could only look at it dryly.

Since he couldn't see the legendary fox demon, his interest in this painting was greatly reduced, and he rolled it up and threw it aside.

Seeing that the time was also very late, he didn't bother to go back to Zhu Fatzi, so he simply decided to continue his cultivation here.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the hall, he began to run the Northern Spiritual Skill again.

In a daze, I don't know how long it took, the ringtone of his knockoff phone rang in my ears.

When I stopped practicing, I opened my eyes and saw that the sky was already bright.

picked up the copycat machine, it turned out to be Su Ruo's call.

"Hey?" Wang Feng was in good spirits, and the whole night's cultivation not only did not make him tired, but he was full of energy.