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Chapter 201: A Match Made in Heaven

Ye Feng had long suspected that Zhou Bitong was too kind to him.

The battle between Han and Su.

He blocked the Su family members alone and asked Zhou Bitong for help when he was about to exhaust himself.

On the phone, Zhou Bitong rejected him.

But in fact, he secretly stopped the old poisonous substances of the Su family reinforcements Yangxi for himself.

Zhou Bitong even lost his cultivation for this.

These things are definitely not something that a person who has just met him for a while can do.

Ye Feng had suspected it at the time, but he could not think of his father.

"I first entered the path of cultivation. By chance, I met the National Master Tianlin who had just arrived in Sucheng. He was enlightened and became a teacher to achieve his current accomplishments."

Zhou Bitong said as he showed a look of memories on his face.

"I should be considered the last person who knew his identity and met him after Master Tianlin left the capital."

"Speaking of this, this Creation Needle was given to me by Master Tianlin back then, but now it is back in your hands. Isn't it because of God's will?"

Ye Feng couldn't help asking as he listened.

"So, did you accept me as your disciple after you recognize me?"

Zhou Bitong slowly shook his head: "When I first met you, my master only felt that he had a favor, and he didn't think about Master Tianlin at that time. It was later... After the battle between Han and Su, I came to detoxify you.

Discover."

"Feng'er, do you know that you are the Xuanyang body that has never been seen in a thousand years?"

"What?"

The body of Xuanyang?

This...what is this?

Ye Feng frowned and looked confused.

Zhou Bitong sighed slightly when he saw Ye Feng's expression.

"It seems you don't know yet."

"The body of Xuanyang is extremely strong and yang. People with Xuanyang are born to be dragons and phoenixes among humans. Moreover, this type of person has strong bloodlines and will be ten times more likely to be cultivated than ordinary monks."

"Because of this, the son of Xuanyang is easily targeted by evil cultivators."

"It was in order to protect your young one that your father looked for the Qiling Fruit that could suppress his bloodline constitution, and thus had that intersection with me."

"I see."

Ye Feng silently pondered the body of Xuanyang in his heart, and then looked at Zhou Bitong.

"Master, do you know where my father went later?"

Zhou Bitong saw the expectation in Ye Feng's eyes, sighed and shook his head.

"I am here this time. I guess that since you have married, the Qiling Fruit you took back then should be invalid."

Ye Feng's face became even more confused when he heard this: "What does Qiling Fruit have to do with me getting married?"

"It's not that Qiling Fruit has something to do with your marriage. It's really that Xuanyang's son loses Yuanyang when he gets married, he can no longer hide his original constitution."

Zhou Bitong said in a while.

Yuanyang…

A trace of unnatural flashed across Ye Feng's face, and he coughed lightly.

"Similarly, Xuanyang's body also has its disadvantages. That is, once the spiritual energy is exhausted, it will consume its vitality, and there will be danger of death and disappearing at any time."

The spiritual energy... is exhausted... consumes vitality.

"So after I broke through the barrier, I learned that you were married, so I came here specially."

Zhou Bitong said.

He was afraid that Ye Feng would not know that he was the body of Xuanyang, and that the Yin and Yang would fall into the true energy, and the spiritual energy would be exhausted and thus consumed.

In fact.

Yesterday evening, when Ye Feng applied the needle for Xia Yongzheng, he almost used up his true energy.

At that time, he forced himself to go to bed, thinking that as long as he slept, his true energy would be automatically replenished.

Unexpectedly, what is consumed is not only true energy, but also vitality?

So, if he can recover, isn’t it because he has a sleep?

Seeing that Ye Feng's face was not good, Zhou Bitong said curiously.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Feng glanced at Zhou Bitong.

"Last night I applied acupuncture on my great-grandfather. When my true qi was exhausted, I did feel a very strange feeling."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Bitong's face changed drastically and suddenly stood up.

"You... hurry up, let me see!"

Zhou Bitong didn't expect that he would be late, so he went forward and grabbed Ye Feng's wrist.

Ye Feng took the initiative to cooperate and stretched out his hand.

"The disciple is fine."

Zhou Bitong checked carefully before letting go.

Next second.

He looked at Ye Feng unnaturally as if he was thinking of something.

"Last night...you and that girl Xueyi..."

Even though Zhou Bitong is used to being meat and vegetables, he is a little embarrassed.

After all, Ye Feng is his apprentice. An elder interfered in the apprentice's room affairs. Will he still want this old face?

But this matter is of great importance, so Zhou Bitong had to ask clearly with shamelessness.

"Ahem, yes."

Seeing Ye Feng nodding, Zhou Bitong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank God, Xue Yi's girl saved your life by chance."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Bitong: "Master, do you have anything else you haven't told me?"

Zhou Bitong coughed, withdrew his gaze awkwardly, letting his eyes wander and dared not look at Ye Feng.

This is surprising.

He is obviously the master.

But in front of Ye Feng, he felt that he was the disciple and Ye Feng was the master.

"Actually, I knew it from the beginning, but I didn't think about telling you at that time."

"That girl Xueyi was originally the body of Xuanyin, and she had cold poison in her body for many years before. So it's also good for you to talk to her more."

"The so-called fusion of yin and yang is like this."

Although Zhou Bitong was vague, his dodging expression had already explained everything.

"The body of Xuanyin?" Ye Feng frowned.

"The most rare among women are the Xuanyin body and the Qiongling body. These two constitutions are of great use to your Xuanyang body. You just need to remember, cough, usually with

Xueyi girl...that's fine!"

Ye Feng couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

"Master, I understand what you mean. It's just... I, Ye Feng, don't bother to practice with this kind of despicable method like supplementation."

"Well! What do you think of, you guy?"

Zhou Bitong said angrily.

"You and Xueyi are husband and wife. How can this be said to be a supplement? Besides, whether it is the Xuanyin body or the Qiongling body, it is of great benefit to be able to get close to you."

"Think about it, whether it is the Xuanyin body or the Qiongling body, it is extremely rare. You two are together, which is rare in a thousand years, and it is just God's will!"

When Ye Feng heard that it was good for Xueyi, he then let go of his eyebrows.

"real?"

Zhou Bitong didn't expect that he would talk to him for a long time, but his disciple didn't believe him.

He snorted suddenly with annoyance.

"Okay, you little bastard, do you think you are lying to me?"

At this moment, footsteps came from the upstairs.

Ye Feng did not answer, but looked at Zhou Bitong.

"Senior Zhou."

Han Xueyi saw Zhou Bitong as soon as she got off the stairs and hurriedly said hello.

"Girl Xueyi, I was talking to Feng'er just now. I was just Feng'er, but on the day of your wedding, I missed it because of seclusion. It was a pity."

Zhou Bitong looked at Han Xueyi up and down, and then said with a smile.

Han Xueyi respects Zhou Bitong from the bottom of her heart, not only because he is Ye Feng's master, but more importantly, Zhou Bitong has helped the Han family several times before.

"You are in good health now?" Han Xueyi said with concern.

"Okay, it's all right."

Zhou Bitong was satisfied and twisted Hu Yixiao, took out a brocade box and said.

"This is a wedding gift for you, my teacher. See, do you like it?"

Ye Feng and Han Xueyi looked at each other and then took the brocade box.

A pink fruit the size of a coin lies in the box.

"Is this?" Han Xueyi saw that the fruit was quite cute, so she couldn't help but pick up the fruit and put it in the palm of her hand.

Soon, she smelled the fragrance from the fruit and couldn't help feeling relaxed.

Ye Feng smiled: "I like this gift from Master."

Han Xueyi asked curiously.

"What is this?"

"It's the fruit of stamina."


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