"Senior brother, maybe it's because of the rumors in the sect that I thought your cultivation was very low, so ...... I'm really sorry!I didn't mean to mock you!" The king realized that he had just been a little rude, and quickly bowed his head to apologize. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Well, that's it, what is the rumor you just said?" Lan Feng sighed lightly and asked.

The king shook his head, stared at Lan Feng sympathetically, and said, "Ever since I came to Chu Yunfeng, I have heard one thing, Lan Feng is the most useless ...... among all the disciples."

"Hehe, that's the case!" Lan Feng's eyes flashed with an undetectable cold light, and he sneered.

"But senior brother, don't be discouraged, everyone has different talents, and their abilities are different. Maybe you'll be slow at first, but you'll get faster and faster. I'm not very talented, and I'm often ridiculed, but I certainly can't be in the bottom fifty. The king shook his head and smiled bitterly, and suddenly there was a flash of inspiration in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "I know that the worst person in our sect is the first layer of cultivation in the Qi Condensation Period!"

"Who is it?" Lan Feng instantly became interested.

"This person, it seems to be called Lin Yu!" the king said with a look in his eyes.

"Lin Yu, how did he only reach the first level of the condensation period?" Hearing this news, Lan Feng was very shocked, Lin Yu in the novel was not a waste of firewood, on the contrary, his talent was still very good, according to the development of the plot, he had been in Chu Yunfeng for five years, even if he was not one of the top two people, it would definitely be no problem to rank in the middle, how could it be only one level in the condensation period?

"Senior brother, do you know this person?" the king said in confusion when he saw Lan Feng's excited emotions.

"I do know him, but his cultivation can't be at the bottom no matter how you say it, do you think it's possible that he is a person with the same name and surname?" Lan Feng felt that this Lin Yu must not be his good apprentice.

The king shrugged his shoulders helplessly, shook his head and said, "I don't know, but it's also possible that the situation you said is also possible, in Chu Yunfeng, not all the disciples' names are as unique as mine!"

Lan Feng patted the king on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Since you want to live here, take some time to clean up this room with me!"

"It seems that Senior Brother has a bad head, how can anyone who cultivates the truth clean up by himself?" The king raised his eyebrows disdainfully, his eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his sleeves, a pile of wood fell out of the ground, scattered everywhere.

"Senior brother, you ......" Lan Feng was about to stop it, when the king stretched out his slender hand, his five fingers were separated, and the spiritual power at his fingertips turned into thin threads, spreading quickly towards the wood on the ground.

The wood on the ground was pulled by thin wires, and in an instant it was assembled together, and it turned into a half-man-tall wooden man, standing there dumbfounded, motionless.

"What is this?" Lan Feng squatted on the ground, carefully observing the structure of the wooden man.

"Senior brother, this is a puppet technique of my own creation, how about letting it help us disturb the room?" the king pouted and smiled, his knuckles shaking.

In this way, under Lan Feng's surprised gaze, this wooden puppet began to tidy up the debris on the ground, how flexible could its movements be? If it weren't for seeing with his own eyes that this thing was made up of a mess of wooden sticks, Lan Feng must have thought that someone had fallen into some kind of magic spell, and his skin had turned the color of wood.

"Senior Brother Wang, you are a bit interesting!" Lan Feng couldn't help but admire.

"Of course, this is my unique signature! Senior brother has a blessed eye!" Hearing someone praise himself, the king instantly triumphed, closed his eyes and began to play with his fingers.

The puppet on the ground actually began to dance, and the dance steps were comparable to those of the heavenly kings and stars in the previous life.

"There are also talents in the cultivation realm, Senior Brother Wang, your skills are not bad, worthy of your name, it dances so well, your dance steps should not be much worse, right?" Lan Feng muttered softly, but his gaze stayed on the puppet on the ground.

The king smiled awkwardly, and the puppet stopped dancing in an instant, and began to clean diligently, as if there would be some reward when it was cleaned, without raising its head.

"Why don't you jump, I'm fascinated!" Lan Feng looked up and stared at the king in confusion.

"Hehe, senior brother, let's hurry up and clean up the room, there will be a chance in the future, and I'll go back to clean up when he's done cleaning!" The king stuck out his tongue, but his fingers danced so fast that it was impossible to see which finger he had moved.

"Alas, well. Lan Feng glanced at the puppet regretfully and said no more.

The king went back to pack up his things, Lan Feng sat alone on the clean wooden bed in a daze, and said to himself in his heart: "Even if I don't live with the king, it is impossible for Big Brother Tong to move back, according to the regulations, I can't live alone, then I will definitely arrange a new roommate for me, knowing that this will be the case, it is better to live with him, anyway, in the next two years, I don't plan to enter the dream space to practice." ”

Lan Feng suddenly remembered the Qing Tribulation, and instantly slapped the storage bag beside him, and the Qing Tribulation flew out along with the black shiny thorn ball.