Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

Han Fei moved his hand, and a stream of clear spring flew out from a spring not far away. This clear spring was naturally formed in the space of creation. There was a light spiritual energy in the spring. Han Fei usually drank the water from this spring and made wine. It's just right for quenching. It was originally recorded in the "Secret Records of Hunyuan" that the method of refining the divine weapon requires dozens of elixirs to be refined into spiritual liquid. The quenching of this spiritual liquid can improve the spirituality of the divine weapon. Unfortunately, when the Creation Space was first established, the elixirs planted in it were not complete and could only be replaced by spiritual springs.

After the handle and the dagger cooled down, Han Fei put the sword back into its sheath. It fit perfectly without any discrepancy. Han Fei nodded with satisfaction. The top of the handle was in the shape of a trumpet for fixation. At this time, Han Fei's hair was already up to his waist. Han Fei had long wanted to cut it off, so it was just a waste.

Han Fei used his dagger to cut off about a foot of hair, and fixed it in the trumpet-shaped port. A whisk specially made for him was completed. Looking at the silver hair at the top, Han Fei smiled and said, "Take off three feet of hair." Thousands of troubles will make you no longer an ordinary person." Han Fei didn't know that it was just an occasional hobby that would accompany Han Fei throughout his life.

In the afternoon, Han Fei went to the tailor shop to pick up his custom-made Taoist robes and put on the outfit. In the blink of an eye, a fairy boy with an immortal air, Taoist bones, and fair hair appeared in front of him. With this outfit, he actually gained a bit more Taoist charm out of thin air. It was really The man relies on his clothes and the horse relies on his saddle. Han Fei nodded with satisfaction and returned to the inn, waiting for midnight to arrive. Han Fei wanted to see how Baili Dengfeng's Chongyang body changed at midnight.

At the same time, Liangyuan and Liangyou had already met with Miao Qiao, Zuo Qiuning, Beigong Chu, and Tu Wei. Without Han Fei's participation, their experience had not changed. It's just that Enemy Jiu has regained his consciousness at this time, and Han Fei is guarding the inn, so he may not be the same as before. On the way to Longyin Village, Ding Shaying and her brother were captured by the Wanxiong Gang in order to save them. At the time of crisis, they were rescued by Miao Qiao and four others who happened to arrive.

"You guys really stepped up here. If it had been any later, I would have been torn into pieces!" Liangyuan said with emotion, with a look of lingering fear on his face.

"Yes, yes, I thought my brother's life was over. Hey, Sister Miao Qiao, you are here too. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much." Liang said happily, He looked excited, not as if he had just experienced life and death. He was really heartless, but he was straightforward, lively and innocent, which was extremely endearing.

"Yes! Sister Liangyou, I haven't seen you on Juying Mountain for a while, but why are you here?" Miao Qiao asked gently. Even though he ran away down the mountain knowingly, he couldn't bear to blame him.

"Liangyuan, what's going on? How can you take your family with you when you're on a mission outside?" Tu Wei looked at Liangyuan and scolded.

"Hey, Brother Tu Wei, I'm not just a family member. I can help my brother handle the case. I also have some credit for finding the spiritual disciple this time. If you don't believe me, ask him?" Liangyou looked angry and put his hands on his hips. He said with conviction, as if a child wanted to praise him. Liang could talk to Tu Wei like this, so it was obvious that he was also a very close person on Juying Mountain.

"Shut up," Liangyuan said quickly. This nymphomaniac sister didn't cause him any trouble along the way. Taking her down the mountain was already a mistake. Excusing him at this time would only add to the mistake.

"Find the spiritual disciple, where is it? I only saw that you almost lost your life. I have told you before that he is a waste. Huh, you are still protecting him everywhere." Bei Gongchu said with a look of contempt. , the arrogant and arrogant look is particularly annoying.

"Hey, big man, why do you say that about my brother? My brother almost died trying to save people. Isn't it right for you to refuse to save people?" Liang said angrily, although he was neither big nor small. She likes to attack Liangyuan, but in Liangyou's heart, Liangyuan is the person closest to her. If she says he can do it, others can't.

"Come on, come on, please stop saying a few words!" Liang Yuan didn't want to make the matter a big deal, so he stopped Liang and said.

"Besides, if my brother hadn't enlarged the Ming Bamboo, you wouldn't have been able to find it here even if you were exhausted." Liang was not afraid of trouble and directly pushed Beigong Chu back.

While several people were talking, an interesting scene was happening at the Zaihuitou Inn in Guyang City.

After being separated from Han Fei, Enemy Jiu cleaned himself up and returned to Guyang City. As night fell, Yan Qingfeng took control of this body again. Naturally, Yan Qingfeng, who had regained his consciousness, would not just watch from a distance. , changed his attire and put on a bamboo hat. If you didn't look closely, it would be difficult to recognize that it was the former enemy Jiu, and he just checked into the inn in a swaggering manner.

When Yan Qingfeng entered the inn, Han Fei sensed his arrival. When he left the door, he saw that Yan Qingfeng had already started to go upstairs. When Yan Qingfeng saw Han Fei, he hurriedly saluted forward. Han Fei waved his hand and said: "Come in House said."

After the two entered the house, Han Fei took out a sound insulation note and stuck it on the door. A thin sound insulation cover was formed in the room. The sound insulation note was also a primary talisman and had no defensive or offensive effects. It could only form In a relatively closed space, a soundproof cover can absorb sound and prevent sound from leaking out. Similarly, people inside cannot hear sounds outside the soundproof cover. They were of little use, so Han Fei just made a few of them. I have to say that talismans are quite convenient sometimes.

"Yan Qingfeng, I understand what you are thinking, but you should also know that it is difficult for her to be serious with you." Han Fei sighed softly. This kind of thing would be a big blow to anyone. After all, who would have thought that the father he had harmed for seventeen years would be his enemy, and that his biological father would kill his adoptive father's family.

"Taoist Master, I understand that I'm not here to meet Jiaxuan, I just want to watch him from a distance. As long as he lives well, I will be satisfied." Yan Qingfeng said with a sad look on his face.

"Alas! You should understand that if you don't recognize her, you will always be her father-killing enemy. Your presence next to her will only make her hate her more. Once the hatred accumulates to a certain level, she is likely to do some irrational things. With your behavior, you are not protecting her, but hurting her." Yan Qingfeng is also a pitiful person, but who in this world is not pitiful!

"I just don't want to give up, and I beg you to be successful." Yan Qingfeng knelt on his knees and begged.

"Forget it, let me say it. You don't show up for the time being, and there is room for relaxation. Let's see how she reacts." Han Fei glanced at Yan Qingfeng, who was kneeling on the ground with a sad face, and finally softened his heart.

"Thank you, Taoist Master," Yan Qingfeng kowtowed to Han Fei a few times. Han Fei did not stop him. If you accept the cause and effect, you will suffer the consequences, so he still suffered these few heads.

Yan Qingfeng asked Yan Qingfeng to tell the story of that year. After all, he was not really good at calculations. Some of his memories had been blurred over the years, so as not to make a fool of himself when he told Jia Xuan.

After listening to Yan Qingfeng's story, Han nodded, comforted him, and asked him to wait for the results in the room. As soon as he removed the soundproof cover, he heard a slut reading poetry outside.