On the island, Leng Feng sat alone on the rocks.

Yue'er walked into the thatched hut with Bai Xiaowu, the size of the thatched hut can only put down two beds, and the layout inside is also very simple, a bed and a table, there is a bubble on the table, the bubble can be the size of a football, and there is half of the clear water inside, and in the clear water, there are seven fish the size of little fingers swimming in it.

These fish were caught by Yue'er, and the seven fish are all of one species, called the Phantom Fish. They are bright in color and can change color over time, changing color at regular intervals and changing to a color similar to that of the neighborhood when in danger.

Don't look at these fish so small, and their appearance is not special, but they are a kind of spirit fish, very spiritual, can recognize the Lord, understand human speech, and when they change colors, they can also confuse ordinary people, but this confusion is not very deep, but it just makes ordinary people be in a daze for tens of seconds.

"What a beautiful fish, sister, did you catch this in that water?" Bai Xiaowu sat at the head of the bed, supporting his chin with both hands, flashing his big eyes, staring at the phantom fish in the bubbles.

"Well, I didn't take them with me last time I went out, I'm afraid I'm hungry now. With that, Yue'er held the bubble in her palm, and a stream of spiritual power emanated from her palm and seeped into the bubble.

These phantom fish felt the spiritual power entering, and immediately became active, drilling around in the already small bubbles.

The Phantom Fish feeds on the aura and can also devour the spiritual power of the cultivators. Despite their small size, the average lifespan of each fish is less than 100 years.

When the spiritual power was full, the seven phantom fish stuck to the edge of the bubbles, looking at the moon, and sometimes one or two quickly swam around the bubbles and returned to the same place. They seem to be extra excited because of the appearance of Yue'er.

Outside the thatched hut, the person who was waiting for the cold wind finally appeared, and the infant Taoist slowly flew towards the island.

He landed beside the cold wind, looked into the hut, and said after a while

"The outsider in the hut, you brought it here?"

Leng Feng was still sitting on the stones, even though the Infant Daoist preached to him, but he didn't seem to attach much importance to this master-apprentice relationship.

"She came along. ”

"Oh? That's Satsuki. The baby's voice was the same as that of a normal seven or eight-year-old child, but the only difference was that his words were always so cold that he couldn't hear the emotions at all.

"You're going to Hengshan in two days, are you ready?"

Leng Feng is also the same as the infant Dao person, without any expression, and his words are flat.

"No need to prepare. ”

The only thing that makes the baby dissatisfied with Leng Feng is that when he talks to Leng Feng, he asks what he says every time, and it is easy to be cold. But the baby also knows that this is because the cold wind is affected by the curse mark in the body.

The Infant Daoist walked a few steps, looked at the cold wind, and said after a moment

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and your strength seems to have increased dramatically. ”

Even though the Infant Dao person can see the soul body of the cold wind, he cannot know the realm of the soul body of the cold wind. However, as far as the feeling of the infant Dao person is concerned, he can feel that the cold wind soul body has reached another realm.

"The first order of the gods. "The cold wind did not hide.

The Infant Daoist nodded, and after standing for a while, he said

"I'll pick you up tomorrow. ”

After that, the infant Daoist slowly floated up and floated in the direction he came.

After the cold wind waited until the infant Daoist left, he stood up and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

The entrance to the cave is not very large, and the cold wind requires bending to enter. The depth is only two zhang, and the space inside can accommodate a few people a little, at the end of the cave, there is a stone step, Leng Feng usually sits on this stone step to cultivate, and now he sits in this extremely familiar place.

When the sun sets in the west and rises in the east, every early morning, the fog in the entire water area of the True Yang Sect becomes thicker, and if you don't show your magical powers, you can only see a few feet away.

In the mist, three figures landed on the island where the cold wind was, and one of them was the Infant Dao person, who generally did not wear a headscarf, and only when he wanted to go out, his head was wrapped in cloth.

The other person looked to be about thirty years old, burly, with a dark red complexion, and very straight muscles, which were repeatedly carved by a knife, especially his eyes, which were like lake eyes, exuding a fierce light, typical of a tough guy.

There is another person who should be seventeen or eighteen years old, with a mediocre appearance, and even a little dull in appearance, not a tall figure in the first place, not only with a shorter neck than ordinary people, but also with a slightly hunched back. The most memorable thing about this person is also his eyes, which will think of being a nerd at a glance.

Leng Feng sensed someone coming from outside, and walked out of the cave, he didn't see the other two, and glanced at them in the afterglow.

The infant Taoist stepped forward and said

"The two of them will go to Hengshan with you, and after the discussion is over, there will be something for the three of you to do. ”

Leng Feng just looked at the two of them casually, and after listening to the words of the infant Daoist, he couldn't help but look at the two of them.

The Infant Daoist said, pointing to one of the burly men

"Hide thirteen. Then the infant Taoist means another person, the Tao

"Tibetan seventeen, they are all one of the thirty collections of my sect, each with their own strengths"

Without waiting for the infant Daoist to finish speaking, Leng Feng waved his hand and said

"I know, when to go. ”

For the Thirty Tibets of the True Yang Sect, in fact, Leng Feng didn't know much about it, and he had no interest in understanding it. But he heard that the Thirty Tibets were composed of thirty people, and they were all elites in the past fifty years, and they were also the successors of the next generation of the True Yang Sect.

Seeing Leng Feng's attitude, Zang Thirteen couldn't help frowning, he didn't know who the young man in front of him was, but the Infant Daoist sent them to move forward with Leng Feng this time, undoubtedly to assist Leng Feng, and for the members of Zang Thirty, they were absolutely obedient to orders.

And Zang Seventeen, still looking sluggish, kept looking at one place, never looking away.

"You can go right away. The infant Taoist said, looked into the hut, and said

"The Two of Them"

"I need Yue'er to capture runes. Leng Feng said lightly. He didn't want Hengshan to return to the sect after finishing his arguments, and he didn't care about what the infant Daoist said he wanted to do

This time, no one from the older generation of the True Yang Sect participated, and often once every fifty years, the most important thing for cultivators in the world to pay attention to was the competition of the younger generation, they represent the next era, and it can be said that their strength will affect the future of the sect.

And the reason why there are not so many people competing for the position of Dao Master is because some sects already have a very high status, and if they fail to compete for the position of Dao Master, I am afraid that it will affect the reputation of the sect. Some non-first-class sects stand at different heights, and naturally have different views from those of famous sects. In their eyes, they believe that the Daoist Master of Hengshan is one of the best beings in this world, and has absolute appeal, but these phenomena are just deliberately created by some prestigious sects, and their purpose is also to maintain the rules and order of the entire mortal world.

Under the guidance of the infant Daoren, the speed was not ordinarily fast, and thousands of rivers and mountains turned into a blurry green under this rapid speed.

The most uncalm among them was Bai Xiaowu, even though she was dragged by the spiritual power of the Infant Daoist, she always felt dizzy, and grabbed Yue'er's hand tightly, for fear that she would be planted by accident.

Obviously, Yue'er is not so comfortable, she has always wanted to grasp a real thing and reduce the anxiety in her heart, but she looked at the cold wind on the left with a straight face, and looked at the two people she didn't know on the right, so she still canceled this plan.