The attic where Guo'er lives looks simple and simple from the outside, but the interior is magnificent, the first floor is the main hall for hospitality, the fiery red carved stone floor, the tables and chairs made of Centennial Wood, and the red fire phoenix on the four stone pillars surrounded by two people.

The second floor was where Guo'er cultivated, there was nothing but a weapon rack, and the walls were inscribed with intricate runes, which Jing Fei had never seen before.

The third floor is a boudoir, delicate and delicate, with a faint fragrance, and a delicate dresser next to the window.

"This was also given to me by the master, and I heard the master say that it was used when she was young. ”

Guo'er showed the mysteries of the dresser one by one as if offering treasures, and Jing Fei could see that Guo'er's master loved this closed disciple very much.

In addition, there are a lot of gadgets, and the fruit is introduced one by one, which senior sister sent it, and which senior brother sent it.

"Do you still accept male disciples in this line?" Jing Fei said curiously, he remembered that when he sent Guo'er to the Iron Fist Society, a deacon told him that Guo'er's master hated men the most in his life.

Guo'er knew the meaning of Jing Fei's words, approached Jing Fei, and explained in a low voice: "The master has only accepted five disciples, and there is only one man, the senior brother, and I heard from a few senior sisters that the senior brother is likely to be the only son of the master." ”

Jing Fei was suddenly, chatting with Guo'er, and it was an hour later in the blink of an eye.

Guo'er suddenly pulled Jing Fei's clothes and asked:

"What is Hanyuan City like, is it fun. ”

Jing Fei looked at Guo'er's expectant look and guessed her thoughts.

"The city is very big and prosperous, and it takes ordinary people a month to walk from one end of Hanyuan City to the other. ”

"Ah! It's only a little more than ten days from our county to the county seat, and there is such a big city, much bigger than Black Rock City. ”

"I'm here this time to take you to Hanyuan City to have a look, and then go back to Chengping County by the way. Jing Fei said with a smile.

Guo'er jumped up happily when she heard this, she scurried around Jing Fei's back, wrapped her hands tightly around Jing Fei's neck, and shouted excitedly:

"Jing Fei, you are really good, you really didn't teach you boxing in vain. ”

Feeling the softness of the two lumps behind him, Jing Fei was a little embarrassed, pulled open the arm around his neck, and hummed: "It's such a big girl, what are you talking like!"

"There is still half a month to expire in three years, I will go to the senior brother later, the senior brother is easy to talk to, and he definitely doesn't care about these few days. After Guo'er finished speaking, she couldn't stay any longer, and took Jing Fei's arm to find the senior brother, Jing Fei just wanted to pay homage to Guo'er's senior brothers and sisters, so he followed Guo'er out of the attic.

On the way, Guo'er told Jing Fei that the master had reached the peak of the God Refining Realm, and one step closer to becoming the youngest Broken Realm in the Iron Fist Society in the past 10,000 years, and cultivated to directly pursue the sect master, and handed over all the affairs of the Red Flame Altar to the senior brother as early as last year.

Jing Fei doesn't know much about the high-level refining body, but according to the words on the classics, it can be seen that it is not easy to break through to the broken realm, and it is even more difficult than a qi practitioner to break the bottleneck of the Yuan Infant.

In the past three years, in addition to cultivating the Fa in the Teaching Hall, Jing Fei also has a deep understanding of the various forces in Hanyuan City, the Iron Fist Society has been pursuing the supremacy of strength, among the three veins of the Red Flame Altar, the Phoenix Hall where Guo'er is located has the smallest number of disciples, basically relying on Li Hanyan alone, while the other two halls of the Vermilion Bird Hall and the Fire Raven Hall not only have more disciples, but also have far stronger financial resources than the Phoenix Palace, but they are forced by Li Hanyan's strength to hibernate.

Jing Fei even speculated that since Li Hanyan's retreat last year, the other two halls are likely to have been revitalized again. To step into the realm of brokenness, it will not be so easy to pay homage to the New Year in a few years or in the long term. Qi practitioners are upright and peaceful, paying attention to the balance between the inner world and the outside world, while the body refiners are torrents and sharp edges, Jing Fei doesn't believe that the people of the Vermilion Bird Hall and the Fire Raven Hall will be willing to live under the people and endure it all the time.

The flamingo crossed a mountain peak through the clouds, and a square covering an area of Li Xu appeared in front of him, and the square or two people fought against each other, or sat in groups of three or five to discuss, Guo'er introduced that this is the martial arts field of the Red Flame Altar, you can find someone to learn at will, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, you can't refuse after receiving the invitation to fight, there are monks from the god refining realm in the square all the year round, but there will be no accidents.

As he spoke, suddenly a red figure slanted in from the left front.

It was a red crow that exuded a strong fire vitality, the crow was much larger than the flamingo that Jing Fei was sitting on, Jing Fei looked at it carefully, and found that the fire crow was not a real bird, but a magic weapon, and there were five people standing on the fire crow, the older one was similar to Jing Fei, and the younger one was only about the same size as the fruit.

The fire crow seemed to be about to land in the square, but at this time it suddenly stopped in front of Jing Fei, and the five of them hugged their fists at Guo'er and saluted, shouting Uncle Xiao, one of the young men aged seventeen or eighteen looked over with a smile and said:

"Yo, it's Uncle Zhang, I took two punches from my uncle last time, my nephew practiced hard for more than half a month, and I got the guidance of my master, and I was looking for Uncle Zhang to confirm one or two, but I never thought to meet here, what a coincidence. ”

Guo'er was a little impatient, waved his hand and said:

"I'm not free, if I want to confirm it, I'll wait for next time, I have something urgent, get out of the way. ”

"Last time, Senior Brother Qin was careless and lost, in terms of real ability, he is not weaker than Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang, are you afraid that you will not lose. It was a girl who was not a few years older than Zhang Guo'er who spoke, and the girl's expression was innocent, but Jing Fei saw a hint of cunning in those slightly foxy eyes.

Jing Fei also noticed that among the few people who stopped in front of him, except for the young man, the other people were looking at him inadvertently, although he covered it up very well, but how to hide it from Jing Fei's eyes, and then contact the sudden appearance of a few people, Jing Fei vaguely felt that the real purpose of these people's trip was actually himself.

Guo'er frowned, looked at the girl who spoke, and said:

"If you fart, don't you count how many pounds and taels you have! Since you like to be beaten, Uncle Shi, I will fulfill you. ”

As he spoke, he drove the flamingo to the martial arts square below, and the five people followed, and the corners of the girl's mouth who spoke before were slightly upturned at this time, as if she was disdainful and proud.

As a peer, of course she knows a lot about Zhang Guoer, and she has always felt that Zhang Guoer is only lucky enough to be accepted as a closed disciple by the altar master in addition to being able to endure hardships, and in this regard, there is a deep buried emotion called jealousy in her heart. But what about good luck, just a slight flirtation of his language made Zhang Guoer change his sex, no matter how hard his fists are, he doesn't have a head to make it work.

Just when she was smug, she suddenly saw the man sitting behind Zhang Guoer turn his head to look at herself, she was startled, thinking that the other party knew her thoughts, she only looked at the dark eyes and quickly lowered her head, those eyes reminded her of her ancestor, the same profound, deviant from the wind and frost, as if she could understand the inner thoughts of others, when she looked up again, the man was still sitting quietly behind Zhang Guoer, as if he had never looked back.

Is it a delusion that there is an extra blur in her eyes?

Jing Fei didn't speak from beginning to end, not because it was inconvenient to intervene in the sect's affairs. Hit the grass and startled the snake, so that he could know whether it was a poisonous snake or a giant python hiding behind the scenes, the Red Flame Altar seemed peaceful, but in fact, there was an undercurrent surging inside, and he wanted to see if there were others behind these people.

The martial arts square is completely in a mess, there is no independent platform and no specially divided field, the rules are even simpler, report the name, ask for the salute, and then go all out, as for life and death, the cultivator of the God Refining Realm in the center of the square stares.

Jing Fei looked at the fruit in the field with interest, compared to three years ago, Guo'er's skills are more extraordinary, when the footsteps are quiet, like the old pine of the mountain, when moving, it is like a cunning rabbit to get out, its body is hidden in a bird-like agility, and its momentum is like a mountain stream and a tiger roaring in the world.

The disciple surnamed Qin took the lead in attacking, Guo'er blocked it, calm and calm, Jing Fei knew that Guo'er was showing off the results of his cultivation in the past three years to himself.

The four people standing not far from Jing Fei leaned over at this time, and one of them, a round-faced young man who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, quietly gave a look to the girl who spoke before, and the girl stared at the ground with her head down, pretending not to see it.

The round-faced young man was helpless, and took a step forward to hold his fist at Jing Fei:

"It's natural in the lower clouds, and I don't know what to call the walking adult. ”

Jing Fei returned the salute and said, "Jing Fei." ”

"I see Uncle Zhang and Lord Jing being close, but Lord Jing is Uncle Zhang's relative?"

"Well, Guo'er is Jing's little sister. ”

"I'll just say, this Lord Jing is seven or eight points similar to Uncle Zhang's eyebrows, it must be Uncle Zhang's family, you don't believe it. ”

The round-faced young man looked at a few companions around him and said with a smug expression.

After chatting a few words, the round-faced young man suddenly changed his words, stared at Jing Fei eagerly and said:

"It is said that the gods and guardians walk in each other's extraordinary, just pick out one who can be the inner disciple of the sect, and practice boxing for thirteen years, ask yourself some talents, and now I meet Lord Jing, and the skills are itchy for a while, and I ask Lord Jing to give advice. ”

Jing Fei looked carefully, and the round-faced young man's face was sincere, expectant, and sharp that was difficult to hide.

Jing Fei hesitated a little and then nodded and agreed, and the fruit in the field was anxious after hearing this, Jing Fei was still not clear how many catties and taels she had? That Yun was naturally not as simple as that round face, her hands were black and ruthless, she didn't know how much Jing Fei had grown in the past three years, and she subconsciously opposed Jing Fei's discussion.

At the moment when she was in a hurry, the disciple surnamed Qin seized the opportunity and suddenly punched the door, Guo'er didn't want to play anymore, and took half a step to the right front like a ghostly step, and at the same time, the palm of his left hand ghostly cut on the back of the disciple surnamed Qin's erection neck, and the disciple surnamed Qin intuitively saw a black eye, and fell to the ground softly.

Guo'er swept to Jing Fei's side in one step, glared at Jing Fei and said indignantly:

"Why do you agree, I don't know about your three-legged cat fists and feet? ”

Jing Fei smiled and said, "You are a four-legged cat, I am a three-legged cat, just one foot less, it's not a big problem." ”

What else did Guo'er say, but the little girl spoke first:

"I heard that the selection of the Divine Protector Mansion is stricter than that of the sect, maybe Brother Jing is even more powerful than Uncle Zhang. ”

Guo'er glared at the girl fiercely, looked sideways at Jing Fei and said solemnly: "I haven't seen my ability for three years, if I lose, don't say it's my boxing in the future." After speaking, he looked at the round-faced young man again, and said in an unkind tone: "Pay attention to the proportions of your subordinates, what kind of beating Jing Fei today, I will double it another day." ”

Jing Fei's heart warmed when he heard this, but the fruit did not change at all.

The round-faced young man became restrained, looked left and right, and saw that several senior brothers and sisters were either looking at the sky or staring down at the ground, and he smiled bitterly in his heart.

The disciple surnamed Qin had already woken up through the young man's massage, the venue was vacated, and Jing Fei and the round-faced young man entered the room.

After the salute, the round-faced young man put out a boxing fight, with a crow's charm on his body, and on the other side, Jing Fei just stood quietly, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a boy who didn't know martial arts.

Seeing that Jing Fei didn't mean to strike first, the round-faced young man stepped forward, each of his steps seemed to be slow, but in fact it was very fast, not only stable, but also mixed with several changes, but this change was hidden in the depths of the muscles, like lava in the earth's crust, which was about to erupt.

Just in the blink of an eye, the round-faced young man with a kung fu face had already come to Jing Fei's body, he punched Jing Fei's lower abdomen with a short body, and shot a few pieces ruthlessly, Jing Fei even felt the heat wave in the fist.

At this time, Jing Fei finally moved, he first took half a step back, and then turned around and swept out with a whip leg, this leg was as fast as lightning, like sweeping a spear, it was faster than the fist of the round-faced young man, and the few onlookers except for the young man saw clearly, and the rest of the people did not see how Jing Fei came out.

The round-faced young man was surprised by Jing Fei's speed at the same time, he withdrew his fist and crossed his arms to resist, in his opinion, fast speed is not necessarily strong, and when he seals this leg, it is time for him to counterattack.

Then, the round-faced boy flew out like a sack, and after rolling on the ground a few times, the boy got up with his fists, he looked at Jing Fei, his eyes were full of horror, when that leg swept his arm, he knew that he was wrong, that leg was strong and heavy, as if there was a mountain and sea, and it was not something he could resist at all.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled to his feet, and said with a wry smile:

"It's me who lost, thank you Lord Jing for keeping your hand. ”

The onlookers were stunned, and Guo'er was also stunned, when did Jing Fei become so powerful, could it be that she was dreaming? She pinched her arm, and it took a long time to realize that all this in front of her was true.

At this time, the round-faced young man also walked back, he sighed, looked a little depressed, and said:

"Could it be that the Divine Protector Mansion is so powerful? Lord Jing's leg just now is even an ordinary Yuangang Realm cultivator can't stop it, I pride myself on having a good talent, and I am willing to endure hardships, I thought that the martial arts were already a small achievement, but now it seems to be a joke. ”

"Senior Brother Yun doesn't have to be like this, it's common for me to win or lose, Brother Jing is older than you, and his cultivation years are longer than yours, what's so strange about beating you, it can only be said that you picked the wrong opponent. ”

"Yes, among the few of us, only Senior Brother Wang is in the Yuangang Realm, Senior Brother Wang, what kind of martial arts realm do you think Lord Jing is now?"

"Ask what you are doing, the walking adults of the Divine Protector Mansion have finally come once, and if Senior Brother Wang comes out to fight, then it will be fun. ”

Jing Fei listened to the gossip of several people in his ears, raised his eyes to look at the young man who had never spoken, his heart was as bright as a mirror, he knew that this person was the highlight of the day.

When the young man saw Jing Fei's eyes, he smiled lightly and hugged his fists:

"King Chong of the Fire Raven Palace, please also ask Brother Jing for advice. ”