Cute dragon crossing the river

Another two months later, Feng Wu's foundation building was imminent, and he couldn't wait any longer.His master, Peak Lord Qingming, came to find him personally with Foundation Establishment Pill: "Feng Wu, your realm can no longer be suppressed, and Foundation Establishment is imperative."

Feng Wu had no choice but to procrastinate, so he nodded in agreement.On the day he established the foundation, he made an exception and did not go to the landline to accompany Long San.

"Spirit and spirit are united, don't be distracted." Surprised that the disciple was a little distracted when he was building the foundation, Qingming Peak Master reminded him aloud.

So Feng Wu concentrated on it, and temporarily hid Long San deep in his heart, and didn't think about it anymore.

It took him three days and three nights to build the foundation this time, and after finishing his work, he let out a breath of foul air and said to Peak Master Qingming, "Master, it's very complete."

"That's good." Peak Master Qingming smiled gratifiedly, told him a few words, and went back.

Feng Wu didn't have time to think about anything else, when he realized that so much time had passed, he immediately set off to plunder the leylines.When I came to the depths of the cave, I felt relieved when I saw and touched Long San with my own eyes.

"Long Bao, I have already established the foundation, and you haven't woken up yet..." Touching Long San's head, Feng Wu cursed in a low voice, a little bastard, and then thought of Long San's cuteness in the past, he laughed again .

Even if Long San is a little bastard, he is a cute little bastard.

The Zongmen Dabi is close at hand, and Feng Wu still has a month or two to practice.He is now in the early stage of foundation establishment, and Peak Master Qingming is not at all worried that he will lose to other disciples of the sect. After all, there are really very few disciples who have such an early foundation establishment.

Fengwu is going to the small secret realm, but he hopes that Long San will go with him, otherwise how can he leave the sect with peace of mind.

"What do you need to open your eyes?" Obviously last time Long San woke up from a deep sleep and said a few words to himself, but now it has been more than half a year, but Long San has never opened his eyes. This is too bad .Feng Wu took out a yellow-orange thing from his bosom, which turned out to be a lifelike little yellow duck: "I also made your favorite little yellow duck for you, did you hear that?"

The tender cry of the duck reached the depths of the sleeping Long San's soul. He opened his eyes to see if it was the little yellow duck he had been thinking about day and night.

"Yeah?" Long San blinked sleepily, it was really a little yellow duck.

Before he stretched out his paws, he was kissed on the head: "Little heartless thing, you finally woke up?" Feng Wu hugged him sadly: "I am not as important as a toy in your heart." He called day and night I didn't see Long San waking up, bringing the little yellow duck to call twice, and the other party actually woke up!

Although happy, but also very depressed!

"Fengwu..." Long San rubbed against him, very affectionate: "I'm so sleepy." His eyelids were clenched and he wanted to sleep again.

"Don't sleep." Feng Wu shook his head vigorously: "I want to go out of the sect to practice, you will quickly turn into a collar, I will take you with me."

Hearing this, Long San mobilized all the strength in his body, turned it into a collar and wrapped it around Feng Wu's neck.The long-lost touch made Feng Wu miss An Xin, and finally put on the dragon again.

"Is it okay to leave the leylines?" He was a little worried.

"Hmm..." Long San said in a daze, and he actually fell asleep.

Feng Wu pinched the collar and touched it again and again, feeling very emotional in his heart, what a sleepy dragon.

After more than half a year, I finally don't have to go to the ley lines every day.Feng Wu returned to the courtyard to practice earnestly, to welcome the arrival of the Zongmen Dabi.There was no suspense on that day, not to mention surpassing all the disciples of the same period, even the disciples who entered the sect seven or eight years earlier than him were not his opponents.

For some disciples, building a foundation is a hurdle that they can't overcome in a lifetime, and it is not as easy as Feng Wu.

"Junior Brother Qing Ming, the disciple you have accepted is really a fearsome young man with a bright future." Everyone who has met Feng Wu said so, even in a first-class sect, Feng Wu is also a top-notch talent.

"The quota for the small secret realm is settled like this." The headmaster wrote Feng Wu's name solemnly on it.

On the eve of the opening of the small secret realm, the major sects brought their disciples to practice.After the secret realm was opened, they rushed into it in a swarm, looking for their own opportunities everywhere.

Feng Wu was used to being alone, so he quickly asked Peak Master Qingming for instructions, and then went to find it by himself.

"Don't cause trouble, be careful." Qing Mingfeng was afraid that he would be plotted against.

"Yes, master." Feng Wu went quickly, he was not worried that someone would plot against him here, firstly, he had no treasures on him, and secondly, his cultivation base was only a second-rate sect boy who was not well-known in the early stage of foundation establishment, No threat to anyone.

The time he can stay in this small secret territory is only seven days, and Feng Wu spent the first three days wandering around.He knows that he is not strong enough, so he seldom meets others.In terms of hidden kung fu, Feng Wu was born with it. Compared with other monks, he has more power belonging to the blood of Phoenix.

This time, Feng Wu didn't deliberately hide himself when he met three Qi-refining monks who were digging spiritual grass.When the three monks saw Feng Wu, they immediately became vigilant, and found that Feng Wu's cultivation base was higher than theirs, and their faces were filled with horror.

Feng Wu was not interested in those spiritual herbs, he just looked at them and left.

Suddenly, Long San on his neck said weakly, "Dracula."

Feng Wu hurriedly stopped and asked eagerly: "Those are dragon tongue grass? Do you need it?"

"No, you go forward." Long San showed him the way, and after half a quarter of an hour, Feng Wu found a dark cave according to the instructions, and a dark red gas was ejected from it.

"There are monsters lurking, be careful."

There must be powerful monsters guarding a precious spiritual herb, and ordinary monks would not dare to provoke it easily.

"Okay." Feng Wu walked in lightly, holding the sword.Long San said that the monster is sleeping, don't wake it up.

Walking to the depths of the cave, Feng Wu saw a blood-red spirit grass, with a faint light and a faint fragrance around it.

"The dragon tongue grass is about to mature, and the monster is about to wake up, so hurry up." Long San urged.

Feng Wu measured the distance, and he took out a bow and arrow.The string of this bow and arrow is exactly one of the two ghost dragon tendons, and the other is connected to the arrow.He aimed quietly, drew his bow and shot an arrow.The sound of the cutting head piercing the air, passing in front of the monster, the arrow stably inserted into the root of the spirit grass, loosening the ground.

Take out another rope and tie a slipknot, Feng Wu used a noose to wrap the dragon tongue grass over.To avoid waking up the monster, Feng Wu only retracted the bow, but not the arrow.After he got the dragon tongue grass, he turned and left immediately.

After running tens of miles in one breath, Feng Wu stopped at the bottom of a leeward stone wall: "Long Bao, do you want to eat this dragon tongue grass now?" He was very worried about Long San's body, if these things are useful, He wished Long San could collect all the spiritual herbs overnight.

"I want to eat." Long San turned into a white dragon, wrapped around Feng Wu's body, with his head protruding from his shoulders.

Feng Wu quickly took out the dragon tongue grass and fed it to his mouth: "The taste is so strong, this spirit grass should be ripe."

When a precious spiritual grass matures, it will attract a large number of monsters to compete for it.Long San ate the spirit grass in one gulp, and then told Feng Wu: "Quickly find a place to hide."

Feng Wu didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately took Long Sandong to hide in Tibet.Although described as embarrassed, he was very happy and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.In time, both he and Long San will grow stronger and become veritable powerhouses on this continent.

The fragrance leaked from the spirit grass instantly aroused the restlessness of the monsters in the entire small secret realm.This 3000-year-old dragon tongue grass is an existence that every monster regards as a treasure.Especially the monster that had been waiting by Lingcao's side for a long time, it woke up and found that its achievements had been stolen, how could it be so angry.

"Roar--"

"The monster is restless, I don't know what's wrong?" Other monks in the small secret realm were surprised, and some people speculated: "Could it be that there is a strange treasure born? Quick, go find it! Follow the monster."

"You don't want to die, how can you deal with that monster?"

For the sake of strange treasures, there are many people who are willing to die.But this strange treasure has already fallen into Long San's stomach, and he is refining the spirit grass in a secret place that Feng Wu found.

Agave tongue grass is a kind of spiritual herb that dragons like very much. Eating it is very beneficial to young dragons.If Long San was still raising in the Dragon Palace, he would have as much of this kind of spiritual grass, and his body would have grown up long ago.

It was only because he left his hometown that he grew up so hard.But Long San is not sorry at all, if he hadn't left his hometown, how could he meet Feng Wu.

"Put me in the water." Long San said wearily, he was coiled on Feng Wu's body, showing no strength.

There is a small lake nearby, connected to the stone cave, which is open to the air.Feng Wu carefully put him into the water, and at the same time soaked himself in the water, he was afraid that Long San would drown in this state.

Of course, there hasn't been a drowned dragon in this world yet.

Long San's tail swept back and forth in the water, and gradually became active. He spat bubbles in the water and said, "Feng Wu, I feel much better."

After waiting for so long, I finally heard Long San's words.Feng Wu smiled and touched his dragon body, feeling calm.After about half a day, Long San was able to play lively in the water.But at night, he fell into a deep sleep again.

Feng Wu got up from the lake and went into the cave to meditate.Occasionally, I went to the lake to see Long San, and I was relieved to see that everything was normal.

Early the next morning, Feng Wu opened his eyes and saw two shining dragon eyes looking at him excitedly.He hugged the dragon: "Are you okay?"

"Hey..." Long San rubbed against him affectionately, making a coquettish cry.

The two were intimate for a while, Long San said: "Go quickly, I will take you to find something good." With him, a little dragon who belongs to a dog, there is no good thing that can escape his nose in this little secret realm.

"Okay." Feng Wu loved his lively appearance so much, let alone where to go, even if Long San said that we would go to hell and take a trip, he would still be willing.

There are only two days before the closure of the small secret realm, and Long San desperately took Feng Wu to search for treasures during these two days.It's only been two days, and I've already collected all the interesting things in the small secret realm.

The two left the small secret realm contentedly, came out and saw Peak Master Qingming still waiting, Feng Wu stepped forward with a smile: "Master, the disciple has come out."

Seeing his amiable face, Qingming Peak Master knew that this time the harvest must be not small: "Okay, wait a little longer, your disciple of Uncle Lianyun hasn't come out yet."

"En." Feng Wu nodded, and handed over a small Qiankun bag to Qingming Peak Master by the way: "Master, this is obtained by the disciple in the secret realm, it is not precious, it is better than rare."

Peak Master Qingming opened it and was slightly surprised. This is not precious at all, it is obviously a precious and rare sword-forging treasure. He said: "Let's keep this thing for your own use. It is a rare good in the world." Return it to Feng Wu.

"No, this disciple already has a piece of sword-casting material, please accept these masters." Feng Wu insisted, this precious sword-casting stone was discussed with Long San, and he wanted to give it to Qingming Peak Master in return Gift.

The material in his hand was already very precious, and Peak Master Qingming didn't believe that Feng Wu had an even more precious material.He only thought it was Feng Wu's filial piety, so he no longer declined, but nodded and accepted with a smile.After all, every sword repairer hopes to own a world-shaking sword.

"Master, I have one more thing to do." Feng Wu asked for instructions, "I want to go out to practice."

Although Peak Master Qingming was surprised, it was also expected.In his eyes, Feng Wu was almost self-taught, and he didn't teach anything: "Forget it, you go." He had a premonition that the next time he saw Feng Wu, it would be in a different situation.

Another half year later, holding a three-foot-long narrow sword in his hand, Feng Wu beheaded three foundation-building monks who came to seize the treasure outside a certain city.Under Long San's reminder, he searched out the universe bags of the three foundation-establishing monks.

"It's so poor, no wonder you want to kill people to seize treasures." Long San sneered at the three shriveled Qiankun bags, and he still looks like a collar now.Since waking up from a deep sleep last time, Long San has never transformed into a human form again.

Feng Wu once asked him why, and he said he couldn't solve it.So this matter became Feng Wu's big worry again, always thinking about it.Later, Long San comforted him and said that it was not a disease, but because he did not go back to Dragon Palace to experience Hualongchi.When he returns to Dragon Palace in the future, it will be fine.

"I am now in the state of foundation building Dzogchen, and when I become a golden core monk, I will accompany you back to the Dragon Palace." Feng Wu secretly decided to become stronger as soon as possible.

Long San sighed silently, the Dragon Palace is in the Immortal Realm, unless Feng Wu becomes an immortal, he cannot go there.In the past six months, in order to improve Feng Wu's cultivation level as soon as possible, Long San searched for the treasure of genius for him day and night.The effect is remarkable, but there is still a long, long way to go before becoming an immortal.

I just hope that there will be no accidents during this process, Long San suddenly thought uneasily.