Chapter 143: How dare you say that about me behind your back!
The cold air invaded the life soul, and when it was about to solidify, Lu Feng felt that the life soul seemed to "roar", and then a purple light emerged, covering the entire life soul.
Consciousness fell into coma.
If any outsiders were present, they would find that Lu Feng's eyes were emitting a strange purple light at this moment, like a purple flame burning in his eyes.
Although he was still in the cold air, after Lu Feng regained consciousness, his whole body felt warm and indescribably comfortable. It seemed that all the cold air that invaded his body had dissipated.
"No," Lu Feng came back to his senses and was surprised to find the water pool in the distance and the broken slag of the iron rod beside the water pool. "Why are you back on the fourth floor?"
"Ahem," a slightly depressed cough came.
Lu Feng followed the sound and found that a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties had appeared behind him. The man's aura was floating, and his strength could not be seen clearly, but judging from the cold air around him and not being able to get close to him, his strength was not trivial.
What surprised Lu Feng most was not the strength of the middle-aged man, but his appearance. His head was bald without any hair, and the only thing on his head was a messy and unkempt beard on his chin.
The man's upper body was bare, and his condensed and explosive muscles were exposed to the cold air. In terms of body shape, even Tang Yuan with an animal body was far behind.
Lu Feng's heart was filled with shock. Considering the previous situation, he guessed that the person in front of him might have saved him. He then cautiously asked: "Senior, was it you who saved me?"
The middle-aged man was a little dazed. He kept looking at Lu Feng, his brows furrowed on his bald forehead. For a long time, he uttered a sentence in a self-conscious manner: "Who is your mother?"
"Mother?" Lu Feng was shocked and confused, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. No one had ever mentioned his mother. Even the head of the Qinghe Sect who raised him since he was a child did not know his life experience. But now, there is a person he has never met before.
When a stranger met for the first time, the first question he asked was about his mother.
Lu Feng shook his head, looking excitedly at the middle-aged man expectantly: "Senior, why do you ask this?"
Seeing that Lu Feng seemed a little confused about his mother, the middle-aged man asked again: "Little guy, how old are you this year?"
Lu Feng felt the hot breath coming from the middle-aged man's side. He immediately confirmed that he must have been rescued by him. He was surprised about the man's identity and why he appeared in this black ice cliff. His limbs were not bound by chains and he was still exuding odor.
It has a hot air that far exceeds the cold air of black ice.
Seeing Lu Feng's confusion, the middle-aged man raised his right hand slightly and swung it towards Lu Feng. The next moment, Lu Feng was caught by the man in front of him.
The man stretched out his thick arm, raised his hand to hold Lu Feng's wrist, and started to explore it.
A stream of scorching heat from the Sun flowed along the man's palm through Lu Feng's meridians. The meridians that had been eroded by the cold air almost burst when encountering this scorching heat.
The torture of being immersed in ice and fire made Lu Feng suffer continuously. In this cold environment, sweat continued to drip from his forehead.
The pain reached a limit, Lu Feng suddenly felt his palms loosen, and the man released his palms.
Lu Feng held his still aching wrist and looked at the middle-aged man warily: "What are you doing?"
The man stared at Lu Feng, patting and stroking his bald head with his hands, pacing back and forth, muttering: "It's weird, it's not right, what's wrong? I can clearly feel it..."
Lu Feng couldn't see through the man and didn't know what the other man's purpose was. His behavior seemed to be a little bit mentally abnormal. When he saw the man in a daze, Lu Feng took soft steps and prepared to escape.
"Stop!" the man shouted towards Lu Feng.
Lu Feng stopped instantly, not daring to move any further.
"Let me see your eyes," the man raised his hand and grabbed Lu Feng in front of him. Their eyes met and they looked at each other intently.
The distance is getting closer and closer, almost reaching the tip of the nose.
Lu Feng's expression was full of panic, and he felt flustered in his heart: "He...could he have that hobby?"
The man's brows tightened. After he couldn't see what he wanted to see, he simply raised his hand and tapped Lu Feng's forehead.
Lu Feng felt his forehead swell and instantly fainted.
Lu Feng couldn't feel anything in his coma. When he woke up, he only saw the red eyes of the middle-aged man, who was silently stunned in place, as if he was recalling something.
Seeing that his clothes were intact, Lu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the man. Seeing that the latter looked inexplicably sad, Lu Feng was even more surprised. He vaguely guessed what connection this man might have with him, so he called out softly: "Senior~"
The man slowly turned his head away and said in a slightly sad tone: "What's your name?"
Lu Feng responded: "Junior Lu Feng."
"My surname is Lu...that's right..." The man's hands trembled when he heard that, and his tone became friendly: "Where did you grow up these years? How have you been?"
Lu Feng looked at the man in surprise, and was even more convinced that he might know his life experience. He did not dare to hide it at the moment, and responded: "I grew up in the Qinghe Sect since I was a child. The sect master treats me as a mountain of kindness and treats me as his own son. I am a senior brother and a senior sister."
They also take great care of me, as well as my master and mentor..."
The man suddenly interrupted Lu Feng, "Which sect leader is it and what's his name?"
Lu Feng repeated: "This junior was raised by Yu Qinghe, the master of the Qinghe Sect."
Hearing this, the man's breath suddenly spread all over his body. He looked extremely excited. He jumped on the spot a few times and laughed: "Hahaha, this guy has finally come in handy."
"What? Less than?" There was an uproar in Lu Feng's heart. How could the leader of the Qinghe Sect, the largest sect in the Snowy Region, become a junior in this person's mouth?
It's obviously extremely disrespectful.
Lu Feng looked slightly dissatisfied and asked, "I wonder who your senior is?"
The man looked at Lu Feng, his eyes even more cordial, and said proudly: "My name is Feng Sen, have you ever heard Yu Yu mention it?"
"Fengsen? Fengsen~" Lu Feng muttered it several times, but it seemed that he had never heard of the sect master having such a friend.
Seeing Lu Feng's puzzled look, Feng Sen complained to Yu Qinghe, then took out a black stick from the bag, and stood it on the ground with a "ding~" sound, and the rock with black ice was smashed out.
Found a hole.
Lu Feng looked at the man holding the iron rod in his hand, his bald head, his explosive muscles, and the stick as black as ink, and finally remembered a character that the sect leader had mentioned inadvertently.
"Crazy monk!"
"Crazy monk?"
Feng Sen had a strange look on his face, and there was a bit of blame in his smile, and he said dissatisfiedly: "You are so young, you are the elder brother in front of others, but you dare to talk about me like this behind my back!"
After listening to Feng Sen's words, Lu Feng became more convinced of his identity, but he only knew that the sect leader had such an old friend, and didn't know much about him.
"I wonder if senior knows the sect master?" Lu Feng asked.
Feng Sen laughed loudly: "Not only do we recognize each other, I and your sect master are good brothers who have been through life and death."
Lu Feng was a little confused. The person in front of him was a peer of the sect master in terms of seniority and not bad in terms of strength, but he was reduced to this. Although he was not bound by chains, it could be seen from the dark blue skin on his body that he would definitely do this again.
It's been quite some time.
Lu Feng asked: "I wonder why Senior Feng is banned here?"
Feng Sen laughed a few times when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Imprisonment? This Dongyuan Spiritual Prison cannot trap me."
"Then why are seniors here..." Lu Feng was puzzled.
Feng Sen put away his smile, his eyes became sharp, he looked into the distance, and said angrily: "If it weren't for being attacked and injured in that battle, how could we be in this situation today!"
Lu Feng noticed the change in Feng Sen's expression and found that besides hatred, there was more self-blame and helplessness on his brows.
Feng Sen continued to explain: "I was severely injured decades ago. The meridians in my body were invaded by a scorching hot air, and my soul was burned by fire. I spent all my cultivation to save my life, but my cultivation can no longer be used."
When Feng Sen mentioned that someone was spending his cultivation to save his life, he looked at Lu Feng with red eyes, vaguely mixed with a hint of complicated emotions.
Lu Feng felt the vague aura emanating from Feng Sen's body, at least above the Earth Soul Realm, which was somewhat inconsistent with what he said about his complete loss of cultivation. He asked doubtfully: "Senior, did his cultivation recover later?"
Feng Sen sighed and said regretfully: "I have a good friend who is proficient in medicine. He has been helping me recover my cultivation level over the years. Despite this, I have only recovered 30% to 40%."
Lu Feng was a little shocked. The person in front of him was currently only 30% to 40% strong, but he was already so powerful. In his heyday...
Feng Sen continued: "My medical friend found this place for me to recuperate, so that the rich black ice and cold air here can suppress the hot air in my body."
Lu Feng was a little puzzled. Although the black ice and cold air here was cold, it was obviously slightly insufficient compared to the snowy area where Qinghe Sect was located. After considering Feng Sen's identity, he asked: "Senior Feng knows my sect leader since he knows me."
, then why not go to the snowy area to rest? Wouldn’t it be quicker to recover?”
Feng Sen declined and smiled, "It's not easy to recover from such an injury. If Xiao Xiao finds out, with his temperament, he will probably use the whole sect's strength to heal me at all costs. The price is too high."
Lu Feng understood that Feng Sen did not want to drag down the sect leader and would rather bear it himself than others worry, so he couldn't help but admire him.
"Another reason why I don't want to go to the Snowy Region is that most of the treasures and medicinal materials that I want to get rid of the hot energy in my body are in the eastern part of the continent, far away from the Snowy Region." Feng Sen added.
Lu Feng asked with concern: "I wonder if senior needs various medicinal materials and treasures to recover? If so..."
Feng Sen smiled happily and interrupted Lu Feng: "Those medicinal materials and treasures all grow in dangerous places. Don't say you are not strong enough. Even if you are strong enough, I will not let you go."
"But senior you..." Lu Feng didn't want Feng Sen to be trapped here forever. Although they got along briefly, Feng Sen gave him the feeling of a long-lost relative, with an indescribable sense of intimacy.
Feng Sen waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I only need the last two herbs for my injury. My medical friend has found the whereabouts of Kuyang Pill and Bingyin Water, and they will be available soon. I won't be able to get them for a long time."
Then you can leave this hellish place."
Although Feng Sen said it lightly, Lu Feng had never heard of these two treasures, and he naturally knew that it was very difficult to know. Otherwise, with Feng Sen's strength, how would he have been restricted here for so many years.
The two chatted for a while, and Lu Feng suddenly found drops of blood and sweat on Feng Sen's body. He was shocked and said quickly: "Senior Feng, you..."