Hearing Feng Yi's words, Uncle Jiu smiled and said in agreement: "Yes, a carefully organized killing round was defeated so easily by you. If it were me, I would probably be depressed."
"Hehe, this old boy is very thick-skinned and has a good heart. He will definitely try another one..." At this point, Feng Yi suddenly stopped.
"Why don't you go on?"
Uncle Jiu sighed inwardly, as if he had already figured out what Feng Yi wanted to say, he paused and said, "Maybe I already know what you are going to say."
When Feng Yi saw this, he didn't hesitate anymore and said bluntly: "Master, if Shi Jian still doesn't give up, I think we don't need to take into account the friendship between the same disciples."
The old boy Shi Jian repeatedly attacked Uncle Jiu and Feng Yi, which had already aroused the anger in Feng Yi's heart. The reason why he did not arouse it was that the time and place were not suitable, and on the other hand he was concerned about Uncle Jiu's mood.
Uncle Jiu has a standard cold face and warm heart. He will not kill anyone unless absolutely necessary.
Hearing Feng Yi's words, Uncle Jiu laughed at himself. He really guessed it right. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have already guessed what you want to say. Let me tell you this, if I still had any hope for him before,
Wings, now there is no one at all.
He is an upright man from a well-known sect, but he gets involved with evil cultivators, and even lays out such vicious formations with the intention of killing his fellow sect members. I no longer regard him as a senior brother."
Feng Yi was overjoyed when he heard Uncle Jiu's words. It would be great if Uncle Jiu could figure it out and save him from wasting his words and acting like a villain.
"Master, do you think Shi Jian will come again?" Feng Yi asked with a smile.
"He still dares to show up?" Uncle Jiu said in surprise.
"Don't underestimate his face. We have eliminated the zombie forest. He must have guessed that the coffin colony is in our hands."
Feng Yi raised the corners of his lips and said calmly: "He spent so much time on the Zombie King, all because of this coffin fungus. If I were him
, I must not be willing to let such a precious thing fall into the hands of outsiders.
Compared to coffin fungus, face is nothing."
Uncle Jiu was surprised at first, and then sighed with some depression: "I didn't expect that your understanding of human nature is much better than my teacher."
"That's not the case, Master."
Feng Yi explained: "You have never regarded Shi Jian as a real enemy, and you do not want or want to delve into his thoughts, attitudes, and actions, but I am not. I have no good impression of Shi Jian, and I think he is narrow-minded.
He is a true villain through and through, and he can see things more clearly."
"You're right to say that."
Uncle Jiu calmed down after thinking about it, looked at Feng Yi and said with a smile: "Actually, I have discovered that you have no objection to coffin bacteria."
Feng Yi was shocked when he heard this, rubbed his nose and said: "Master, you change the topic so quickly."
Seeing that Feng Yi had finally defeated Uncle Jiu, he laughed and said in a low voice: "You have a special constitution. This is something I have known for a long time. When Qiu Sheng gave you the coffin bacteria, I specially observed your condition.
Very normal.
But what I didn't expect was that the female ghost would suddenly suck the coffin bacteria away. If you want to come back, you have to suck it back again..."
Uncle Jiu could maintain his expression at first, but by the end of the sentence, his expression could no longer hold back and he was very proud.
Feng Yi sighed in shame, "Uncle Jiu, what do you mean by your obviously watching a show? I'm depressed that you are so happy."
Seeing that he was almost amused, Uncle Jiu's expression changed, and he said, "Have you found any problems?"
"Ah, what's the problem?"
Feng Yi was obviously a little confused. Uncle Jiu's topic jumped so much that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all.
"Xiaoli is extraordinary." Uncle Jiu said word by word.
"Um?"
Feng Yi was confused. Just as he was about to turn around, Uncle Jiu stopped him and said, "Don't look back. She will know we are talking about her as soon as you turn around."
"oh."
Feng Yi was very obedient and seemed to be listening attentively.
"Do you still remember the formula used by Awei and Wencai to summon Xiaoli?" Uncle Jiu turned around and asked.
"What's so hard about this?"
Feng Yi said: "Black and white match, boys and girls."
This spell was not only nonsensical, but also extremely simple. Feng had memorized it early.
"Then do you think Xiaoli is always around us?" Uncle Jiu continued.
"Probably not. Ah Wei and Wen Cai told her that Xiaoli has a lively personality and likes to play everywhere..."
Halfway through the words, Feng Yi suddenly froze, raised his head and looked at Uncle Jiu and said, "Master, what do you mean?"
"It seems that you have also reacted."
Uncle Jiu said seriously with his hands behind his back: "Xiaoli is not an ordinary female ghost. She can come to you with just one formula. This is definitely an extremely clever spell."
"Spell?"
Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and fell into deep thought.
Although he is very powerful now, in terms of knowledge, the gap between him and Uncle Jiu is not even a tiny bit.
No matter where he is, he can arrive there with just one formula. Feng Yi didn't think it was strange before, but after Uncle Jiu reminded him, he realized that it was not that simple.
At least Ayin and Xiaorong can't do this.
Even if Gao Xiaoyu and Feng Yi had telepathy and successfully cultivated into ghost cultivators, they would not be able to appear next to him in an instant.
This kind of speed is countless times faster than the magic walking talisman.
If every ghost knew this teleportation technique, they, the Taoist priests, would be out of a job.
"Well, since I saw Xiaoli appear, I have been thinking about how the magic can reach such a state. It is really embarrassing to say that I am nearly forty years old. I have learned a lot of things by myself since I started teaching in Maoshan, but I have never heard of it.
This kind of magic is really shameful." Uncle Jiu said sadly.
"What's the problem? Master, let's call Xiaoli over and ask
It’s okay if you don’t.”
Feng Yi knew that Uncle Jiu was concerned with saving face. After all, for him who was well-read and knew a lot, he actually had a blind spot in knowledge, which made him disappointed and curious.
In this case, let’s ask clearly.
Touching his lips subconsciously, Feng Yi immediately put down his hand in embarrassment, turned around and said to Xiaoli who was chatting with Awei Wencai: "Xiaoli... girl."
"ah?"
Although Xiaoli was chatting lively with them, her eyes fell on Feng Yi from time to time. When she suddenly heard Feng Yi actively calling her, she immediately put on a smile and said a little shyly: "What did Master Feng call me for?"
"It's not convenient to be so far away. Can you get closer?" Feng Yi said, rubbing his nose.
"Yeah."
Xiaoli's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this, and she ran over excitedly.
"Well, Miss Xiaoli, where were you playing just now?" Feng Yi
Asked a pretty weird question.
"I was visiting a night market in a county town. That county town seems to be called Pingchang County." Xiaoli thought for a while and replied.
