Ye Feng crossed his arms and stood next to the creek a hundred meters away from the wooden house, listening to the young man and the fox girl chatting in the wooden house.
Slightly raising his head, looking at the bloody cabin, a smile appeared on Ye Feng's lips, "It's exactly what I guessed, the headmaster of the Demon Sect is the strongest person in the Yangshen Realm. It's a pity that he doesn't have the Yangshen Realm.
, but I can’t display my strength as I should. Haha, otherwise, I would have no choice but to run away!”
With a movement of footsteps, Ye Feng disappeared into the darkness.
At the same time, Qingqing also picked a Huanyang flower and returned to the cabin.
Huanyang flower looks very ordinary, just like an ordinary morning glory, but the heart of the flower is condensed with crystals, and it exudes a pleasant atmosphere.
The old man took the Huanyang Flower, crushed it carefully, and stuffed it into Ding Peng's mouth.
Suddenly, Ding Peng, who was still dying, began to breathe more slowly, and his face gradually became rosy.
"Father, why did you spend the Huanyang Flower to save him?" Qingqing asked in a low voice. The Huanyang Flower is a sacred object of heaven and earth. It has the effect of extending longevity. For such a precious thing, Qingqing did not believe that the old man would give it to a person for no reason.
stranger.
The old man looked at Ding Peng with soft eyes, and said in a calm voice, "This man is born with sword bones. With his qualifications, he can definitely practice the divine sword technique of the divine religion and cut with the divine sword."
There was a look of surprise in Qingqing's beautiful eyes, "Father, do you mean to accept him as your disciple?"
"That's right!" The old man nodded, with a look of resentment in his eyes, "I can't do it anymore, but the vengeance of the divine sect must be avenged. As long as he practices the magic sword to cut, and then I instill all the inner strength into him, there is no need
In ten years, he can avenge the cult."
"But..." There was hesitation in Qingqing's beautiful eyes, "But is he willing to avenge the cult?"
"Then it's not up to him!" The old man said with a cold light in his eyes: "Qingqing, I have wronged you!"
The old man slowly turned around, looked at Qingqing and said: "In order to ensure that he will avenge the god's religion, you have to cast the One Heart, One Fate Curse on him!"
Meeting the old man's complex gaze, Qingqing nodded, walked slowly to Ding Peng's side, stretched out her jade hand and pressed it on his forehead.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a roll of soft light covered the two of them.
In a daze, Qingqing felt that the man in front of her had become extremely friendly, just like her childhood sweetheart's beloved brother!
Seeing Qingqing cast the "One Heart, One Life" spell on Ding Peng, the old man showed a happy smile on his face, and immediately said: "You take care of him here, and I will find some herbs to heal his injuries!"
"Um!"
Qingqing slowly sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Ding Peng, whose brows were furrowed and his face full of hatred. She couldn't help but stretched out her right hand, touched the wrinkles between his eyebrows, and whispered: "What kind of grudges are you letting you forget?"
You can’t let go even if you die?”
…
"I'm not dead?"
In a state of confusion, Ding Peng struggled to open his eyes. When he saw the simple layout of the cabin, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
"you're awake!"
Suddenly, a soft voice sounded in his ear, and immediately a faint fragrance poured into the tip of his nose.
"Who are you?"
Looking at the girl walking in from outside, Ding Peng had a look of confusion on his face. He felt as if he knew the girl, but he couldn't remember where he met her.
"You are seriously injured, lie down first!" Qingqing held a small wooden bowl and walked to Ding Peng's side, with a gentle look in her beautiful eyes, "I'll feed you to drink the medicine first!"
"oh!"
I don't know why, but when facing Qingqing, Ding Peng felt that he couldn't refuse the other party's request.
After finishing a small bowl of soup, Ding Peng said, "Did you save me?"
"It's not me, it's my adoptive father!" There was a complex look in Qingqing's beautiful eyes.
"Young man, how do you feel?" At this moment, the old man walked in with a kind smile on his face.
"Thank you both for your help!"
Ding Peng struggled to hold himself up, filled with doubts in his heart. He knew very well that his injuries were serious, and there was almost no chance of survival. But now, he felt that his broken Dantian had been repaired, and the cracked eight meridians were also in a very strange state.
Speed healing.
The old man walked up to Ding Peng, smiled kindly, and said, "I saved you for a purpose!"
"I can't repay the kindness of saving my life, so please speak up, senior!"
"This matter is not urgent. You need to recover from your injuries first."
The old man patted Ding Peng's shoulder gently, then placed a pamphlet next to him and said, "If you have nothing to do, you can take a look at this set of sword skills!"
"Sword skills?" A wry smile appeared at the corner of Ding Peng's mouth, and he said: "Senior, I am a sword cultivator!"
"It doesn't matter, you have nothing to do anyway, so it doesn't matter if you take a look!" The old man chuckled, stood up immediately, and said to Qingqing: "Take good care of this little brother!"
"Yes, foster father!"
Watching the old man walk out of the cabin, Ding Peng's eyes flashed with confusion. After thinking about it, he picked up the brochure next to him.
"What a sharp swordsmanship, what a fierce swordsmanship!"
When he saw the introduction of the sword technique in the booklet, a look of shock appeared on his face. Just from the opening chapter of the sword technique, he could tell that this sword technique was no worse than the meteor sword technique, and even better.
Beside the cliff half a mile away from the cabin, Ye Feng was lying on the ground, legs crossed, looking at a Huanyang flower growing on the cliff not far away.
"I don't know when the demon sect leader instilled his inner strength into Ding Peng!"
If it weren't for the fear of causing unnecessary trouble, Ye Feng would have picked the returning sunflowers long ago.
He has already asked his instructor that this Sunflower is worth 28,000 zombie points in the system shopping mall, so it is definitely considered a treasure.
"boring!"
Ye Feng yawned, put his hands on the back of his head, looked at the cabin in the distance, and waited quietly.
…
Time flies. In just half a month, Ding Peng's injuries completely recovered, and he also practiced the magic sword slash.
I have to say that Ding Peng is indeed very suitable for practicing sword skills. In half a month, he has mastered the essence of Divine Sword Slash.
With a happy smile on his face, the old man looked at Ding Peng who was performing the Divine Sword Slash. He couldn't help but applaud and said, "Ding Peng, you are worthy of being born with a sword. The Divine Sword Slash has been circulated in the divine religion for hundreds of years. Only the first
It took the Acting Headmaster to truly succeed in cultivation. Now that you have learned how to slash with the divine sword, you will definitely become a being like one god, two emperors, three kings and four saints in the future!"
"Old Yang, I won't say thank you for your kindness!" Ding Peng put away the wooden knife, looked at the old man, and said: "Old Yang said before that there was a purpose for saving me. Please speak frankly. Even if he goes through fire and water, Ding Peng will not hesitate.
!”
"good!"
The old man nodded, and there was a coldness in his eyes that chilled Ding Peng, "I want you to help me kill the God Emperor Shitian!"
"What? Kill Yishen?" Ding Peng's face was full of astonishment, and he immediately gave a wry smile and said: "Old Yang, it's not that Ding Peng meant to refuse, but with my strength, I'm afraid I will never be able to hunt down Yishen, let alone
