In the early morning of this day, Feng Yi and the other six people were all wearing Taoist robes, carrying swords on their backs, and carrying magical weapons and talismans. They were very well prepared.
Taoist Master Xuanzhen personally saw them off and told them to be careful and put safety first. Everyone agreed.
Uncle Jiu did not follow him this time. This was a test for Feng Yi and there was no room for falsehood. However, Uncle Jiu still trusted Feng Yi and told Qiu Sheng a few words to stop him from messing around.
After carrying water and chopping firewood, Mumadi was assigned to clean up, so he who was still a little bloated before has lost weight visibly. His mentality is good, and he is also in the send-off team, wishing Feng and his family in advance
Let all the disciples return safely.
As for Aunt Zhue, she and Mrs. Ren took care of the three sisters Tingting Zhuzhu and Jingjing and did not show up.
After Taoist Master Xuanzhen prayed for several people, Feng Yi took several fellow disciples down the mountain and officially embarked on the journey.
The distance to the general's tomb is not too far, only about twenty miles.
, it took half a day to arrive, so no one deliberately speeded up.
After descending the mountain, the four members of the Qing generation took a deep breath. It is not that the air here is so good, on the contrary, within a hundred miles, the aura of Maoshan is the purest and freshest.
But the feeling on the mountain and down the mountain are completely different.
When we were on the mountain, there were masters, masters, and brothers who had to check and maintain order every day. The string in the body was always tense;
But after going down the mountain, these pressures and constraints no longer exist.
Qingyun first said: "Feng Yi, Qiu Sheng, among the senior brothers of Qing generation, I am still the one who has gone down the mountain the most, but the feeling of going down the mountain this time is very different from before."
Logistics is not a trivial matter. Although the Maoshan sect pays attention to fasting, it does not mean that they will eat nothing. Not to mention that most of them are disciples with low strength and cannot be as relaxed as the master and grand master. Therefore, it is natural to have strong and trustworthy disciples.
The disciple is responsible.
Qingshi is chubby, he looks happy, and he likes Wei
He smiled first and was very talkative, making people feel very friendly, and said: "Brother Qingyun, you used to be purchasing things at the foot of the mountain, and the pressure was not small;
Unlike this time, we are traveling far away, even if we have to pay attention to the image of the master at all times, it can be regarded as leaving the shackles..."
Qingsong scolded lightly and said: "Qingshi Shenyan, how can you talk about the teacher behind his back like this? This is very disrespectful."
Qingshi looked embarrassed and did not dare to say anything more.
Qingshui thought to himself and said: "It has been several years since I went up the mountain to become a disciple. This is my first time going down the mountain."
Feng Yi was amused as he listened. They had different personalities, and they were not under the same master. Even if they were brothers, the relationship between them didn't seem so harmonious.
Unlike them, following Uncle Jiu, I was used to being comfortable and lazy, and there was a lot less intrigue.
Disciples like Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, if they were in the mountains, would definitely be negative examples, and they would probably have to be punished every day.
As the leader this time, Feng Yi naturally had something to say. He thought about it and said: "The spiritual energy on the mountain is rich, so you need to practice faster."
There are many up there, but there are not so many rules down the mountain and it is much more relaxed. Both have their advantages and disadvantages."
"Feng Yi, you have only been a beginner for a year, how can you practice so fast? Even Qingzhu, who has the highest level of understanding, has spent five years cultivating to his current strength!"
Of all the people, Qingsong was the most curious about Feng Yi's strength. Because Feng Yi defeated him cleanly, he was not convinced at first. Later, after knowing Feng Yi's true strength, he gave up his inappropriate thoughts.
Several other people were also extremely puzzled by this. Qing Shi, who was the latest to join the sect, has been here for two years. He has only reached the first level of basic cultivation methods, and there is no comparison with Feng Yi.
Feng was at a loss for words when he saw Qingsong asking this question. His improvement in strength came from his special physique. Whether it was his mother's genes or the help of his boss, it was not enough for outsiders.
Qiu Sheng smiled and smoothed things over and said: "You don't know that Feng Yi's parents and relatives are Taoist priests. They have been exposed to Taoism since he was a child, which laid an excellent foundation. Unfortunately, their family did not want Feng Yi to take this path and did not carry out any training for him.
Very good guide;
Later, by chance, Feng Yi became a disciple of our master. He reached the first level of basic training just after becoming a master. In addition, he is good at studying and has experienced many fierce battles with the master. It can be said that he has learned it step by step.
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We are different from you. When we are practicing outside with Master, we often encounter all kinds of weird things. Without any strength, we can only cause trouble to Master..."
Although Qiu Sheng did a good job of smoothing things over, Feng Yi's face still turned a little weird when he heard the end. In other words, many things are often caused by you being careless and careless. You are the best at causing trouble.
But of course he would not say this. He and Qiu Sheng were brothers, so of course they couldn't tear each other down. What's more, Qiu Sheng had obviously made a lot of progress recently, so how could he dampen his enthusiasm?
When several people heard Qiu Sheng's words, they all seemed to be enlightened, nodded and said, "So that's it."
Although it sounds like Feng Yi's cultivation speed is still abnormal, there are finally traces to follow.
Who makes people go through life and death constantly? It is much more dangerous than these people who practice without pressure.
As the saying goes, pressure makes people progress, and since they are often at the critical moment of life and death, it makes sense that their potential can easily explode.
"Qiu Sheng, what kind of zombie monsters have you experienced?" Qingshi asked curiously after seeing Qiu Sheng say this.
"Yes, yes, tell me." Several other disciples also raised their ears, obviously very interested in this.
"I won't go into the little things that happened before. Let's talk about Feng Yibai's first zombie after he joined the school. Hey, it was the father of the richest man in our town. He was resented for stealing the Feng Shui master's good Feng Shui points. He deliberately
You don’t know how to harm their family..."
Qiu Sheng immediately became interested in the matter of showing his face, and started talking about it with great joy. He was very eloquent and could easily arouse emotions. His words were vivid and vivid, as if he were speaking on the scene. Several disciples were fooled by him.
Huhu.
As a storyteller, he certainly would not discredit himself. Plus Feng Yi was around again, so most of the troubles were blamed on Wen Cai.
It didn't take long for Wen Cai to turn into a character who failed to achieve anything but only failed to do anything.
"...Feng Yi didn't even think about it, he just hugged Ren Tingting and sucked the corpse air into his body. Hey, every time I think of that scene, I feel ashamed." Qiu Sheng sighed, shaking his head at the end.
After Qiu Sheng finished telling the story of his battle with Mr. Ren, several of his fellow apprentices from the Qing generation had instantly become Feng Yi's fans. They all looked up to Feng Yi as their idols with bright little stars in their eyes.
