Feng Lingyan was unconvinced and said: "Mother, you are talking nonsense, where will I not practice enough." Senior brother, do you say?"

Yu Feiyang hurriedly said: Yes!"

Feng Yang glanced at Feng Lingyan, then looked at Yu Feiyang and said with a smile: "As a disciple of Qingxian City, I was actually bullied by a big bird, I don't know what kind of big bird this is?"

Yu Feiyang's face turned red and said, "Master, it's not how powerful it is, it's just just." ”

Feng Lingyan immediately continued: "It's just that you don't have an immortal weapon, so you can't be bullied by it, right?"

Yu Feiyang nodded fiercely.

Feng Yangqing didn't know the truth, but Yu Feiyang didn't know what he was thinking, and his internal cultivation was not unable to keep up.

It's just that Feng Yangqing never wanted to pass on his sword technique, and he didn't want to find a magic weapon that was more satisfying to him.

At this time, Su Yu walked over, took Feng Lingyan's hand, and said softly, "I haven't eaten for a day, are you hungry?"

Feng Lingyan stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "I'm so hungry, mother!"

Su Yu glared at her, pulled her towards the kitchen, and said, "People are small and big!"

Yu Feiyang also felt hungry at the moment, but in front of Feng Yangqing, how dare he move, hearing that Su Yu and Tian Ling'er were far away, but the master said softly: "Old Seven, you are also hungry, let's go eat something first." ”

Yu Feiyang happily responded: "Well, thank you, master!"

Feng Yangqing waved his hand and said, "Go ahead." ”

Yu Feiyang nodded, and after saluting, he turned around and withdrew from the Dragon Dao Hall.

At this time, I only felt thunder in my abdomen, and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

The two of them, who had been hungry for a long time, gobbled up the food on the table for a while, and the two patted their stomachs with great satisfaction, looked at each other and smiled, and went back.

Yu Feiyang returned to the room, closed the door, that day Rui Niao looked left and right on his shoulder, screamed, as if he knew that he was home, jumped off his shoulder, jumped on the bed in three steps and two times, fluttering and jumping, very happy.

Yu Feiyang looked at the blue-yellow Tianrui bird, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly a cold wind hit the windowsill.

A chill penetrated through my heart, and my body couldn't help shaking.

He sat there for a moment, then reached out and pulled something from his waist, it was the rusty iron sword that couldn't be more ugly.

At this moment, the bead that Tianzhi gave him had been tightly fused with the unknown iron sword, and even the color had changed to black and brown together, and there was still a dark red residue at the interface, as if it was his coagulated blood, which was not only ugly, but also a little disgusting.

He looked at it for a long time, suddenly smiled bitterly, shook his hand vigorously, and threw the iron sword against the wall, and the iron sword hit the wall.

"When!" there was a loud bang, and it fell again, landing in a corner of the house.

Rui Niao was startled that day, looked up at Yu Feiyang, and didn't know why he was upset. Yu Feiyang sighed, took off his shoes and went to bed, covered his head with a quilt and fell asleep.

This night, Yu Feiyang tossed and turned, today's terrifying scenes, and the frightened scene lingered in front of him until late at night, when he fell asleep in a daze.

After ┭┭┭┭┭┭┭┭┭┭ came back from the valley, another half a month passed, and it had been three full years since Yu Feiyang entered Qingxian City, and at the same time, he also ended his career of cutting pines and cypresses.

In the recent period, because of that inexplicable trip to the valley, in the next half month, Yu Feiyang often felt dizzy, lost both qi and blood, and the whole person was particularly easy to get tired.

He secretly guessed in his own mind that maybe it was caused by the faint sight of his own hemorrhage when he was delirious that day.

But he searched all over his body but there was no wound, and he was so nervous that he didn't dare to ask the master, so he had to bury it in his heart.

┭┭┭┭┭┭ time was in a hurry, and another ten years had passed, seeing that the "Five Veins Martial Arts" in Qingxian City was approaching, not only Su Yu, but even Feng Yangqing began to urge the disciples to cultivate.

Everyone concentrated on cultivating, but no one came to disturb Yu Feiyang, anyway, everyone was most assured of his cultivation progress.

At this time, he can be regarded as an adult, with a slightly free and easy figure in the burly, and a slightly rough man's rough face in his clear eyebrows, although it is not the appearance of a woman who loves madly at first sight, but it is the kind of appearance that the more you look at it, the more you love it.

After ten years of cultivation, Yu Feiyang's internal cultivation level has become more and more profound. It's just that what he doesn't understand is that Master Feng Yangqing always asks him to hide his strength, doesn't teach him any sword skills, and doesn't let him go to the other four veins.

As for this, Yu Feiyang doesn't care, and every day in his spare time, he is taking care of himself to practice Taoism and Buddhism.

There was just one thing he didn't understand, since he had cultivated with that rusty iron sword, he could always feel that this seemingly very ordinary iron sword could deliver a steady stream of heavenly spirit qi to him every time he cultivated.

After cultivating like this for a long time, the spirit of Yu Feiyang's inner cultivation became more and more mellow, and the realm of breakthrough became faster and faster.

Since he had always hidden his internal cultivation strength, there was no one in the entire Qingxian City who could know exactly how strong his internal cultivation was, naturally including himself.

During this time, the big blue and yellow bird he brought back from the valley lived with him for ten years, and the relationship between people and birds was already very close, and Yu Feiyang also gave it a name - Xiao Fei.

Over the past ten years, Xiao Fei has unconsciously transitioned from the original blue-yellow to purple-yellow, and then from purple-yellow to red-yellow, until now golden.

Xiao Fei still has an opponent here, that is, the big white dog that Feng Yangqing raised since he was a child-Xiaobai.

I don't know what's going on, the big white dog always looks at this big bird in its eyes, and in the early days, it always barked wildly every time it saw Xiao Fei, so scared that Xiao Fei always hid in high places.

Later, after a long time, he finally reluctantly acquiesced that Xiao Fei was a member of Tianlong Peak, but every time he met, he bared his teeth and made a vicious appearance, and every time Xiao Fei saw it, he was so frightened that he screamed.

Xiaobai was very happy and shouted "Wang, Wang, Wang" a few times, raised his dog's head, wagged his tail, and walked to the side.

Autumn turned to winter, and the weather on the peak of Tianlong Peak became colder, except for Feng Yangqing and his wife, who had advanced cultivation and were not afraid of this ordinary cold and warmth, the rest of the disciples slowly added clothes.

On this day, the rare sunshine on Tianlong Peak was warm, and after Yu Feiyang sat down and finished cultivating, he walked out, stretched his waist, and sat down next to a pine tree outside the house, leaning against the trunk, squinting his eyes, and enjoying the sun comfortably.