I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

On the sea of ​​purple flowers, groups of black elves dance lightly, their dancing postures are ethereal.

Even the half-human-tall "Elf King" stood against Kang Xuanyi's face, left the "elf group", and landed affectionately on Feng Yuanjiu's shoulders.

The picture is beautiful and shocks everyone.

There were five people in the group, and the remaining four people, all eight eyes fell on Feng Yuanjiu who was "carrying the Elf King on his shoulders".

Lord Ling Xiao said firmly: "The heart demon."

Kang Xuanyi suppressed a smile, and chattered: "Little fox, I really didn't expect you to love my brother so deeply. Why didn't you tell my brother earlier? Why did you have so many hearts when you told me earlier? The devil is coming."

Feng Anlan: "Yes."

Baili Changkong chuckled: "In this way, I don't have to feel wronged by you for marrying Kang Xuanyi for the sect."

Lord Ling Xiao hung Baili Changkong's shoulders, pointed at the group of "elves" in the sea of ​​flowers, and smiled lowly: "You can relax, his heart demons are like this, how can you wrong him? A marriage made him almost repay what he wanted."

It was hard for Feng Anlan to disagree.

He also didn't expect that there would be a day when he would agree with Ling Xiao's point of view, as expected, anything could happen if he lived a long time: "Ling Xiaohua is right."

Baili Changkong smiled: "It's rare that you two disagree."

Feng Yuanjiu: "..." So the Patriarch owes him a Peace Contribution Award?

What the hell is this? It's really careless.

He just thought that Uncle Meng Yan's soul was always on the verge of collapse, and before he was fully prepared, it would not be appropriate to take these big bosses who "do anything if they don't agree with each other" directly to the soul-cultivating tree.

As a result, he set up a large-scale social death scene for himself.

The damage wasn't that big, but it was extremely frustrating.

Feng Yuanjiu used a cold mask to cover up the irritability in his heart, pulled his wings and threw the black elf standing on his shoulder into the depths of the sea of ​​flowers, and said nonsense with a blank face: "Patriarch, this is the disciple's portable cave. gone."

Thousands of miles across the sky smile.

He didn't mention Feng Yuan's Nine Heart Demon anymore, he looked at the purple flowers and plants in front of him, and asked Feng Anlan with a smile: "This piece of purple star grass looks familiar, does it look like the one in Miao Ge's cave? "

Feng Anlan glanced at Feng Yuanjiu from the corner of her eye, without hiding anything: "This is Miaoge's cave."

An accident in the sky.

Stretching out his spiritual sense to cover the sea of ​​purple flowers, after a little inspection, he immediately laughed loudly: "It's not enough! When this cave was in Miao Singer's place, it was only in the old fox's environment, but now... Ha!"

Feng Anlan's cold brows and eyes were stained with a smile: "The old fox steals chickens and loses a lot of rice. He asked Brother Jiu to refine his environment by [-]% without noticing it for a while."

Lord Ling Xiao casually pinched a piece of purple star grass, bit it in his mouth, and said in a manly voice: "Ninety percent of it is all right, but if there is one percent that has not been refined, he can also take back this realm."

"If he takes it back, the power of the world heart will blow back, and it will definitely destroy Jiu Geer's Dao foundation." Feng Anlan squinted at Lord Ling Xiao, and said in a neutral way, "Master Fox is practicing Taoism, isn't it?" How can you do such a demonic cultivator who only wants to save yourself?"

Tsk, this silly phoenix is ​​really against him!

Lord Ling Xiao sneered: "Yo! Didn't you look down on Tu Guanyu the most before, how come today's sun is coming out from the west, and you actually speak good things for him?"

Feng Anlan twitched her fingertips lightly, caressing the cyan imprint on her little finger, and said without changing expression: "I'm just seeking truth from facts."

Oh haha!

Ling Xiaozun mainly smiled or not: "I really believe it."

It's not without reason that his grandfather and Lord Ling Xiao will start working when they meet.

Feng Yuanjiu absorbed energy from the "Daily Confrontation of Big Bosses" and revived the dead self in his heart. With his thoughts, he congealed a brick and slapped Kang who had been looking at him with a very meaningful smile. Xuan Yi raised his head.

With a snort, he dropped the brick and clapped his hands. Feng Yuanjiu calmly and respectfully said: "Patriarch Huiyan, this cave is indeed in the same place as the fox master's realm, and it has been re-refined."

As soon as Kang Xuan withdrew his gaze from cruising on Feng Yuanjiu, he grabbed the black elf who was facing his face, kneaded into a ball, and turned his palms together into nothingness, adding in a manly voice: "In this world, the speed of time flows quickly." It is a hundred times better than the outside world, with master and grandfather fighting in the outside world, Meng Yan's soul may have almost restored the soul, if master and grandpa fight again in the realm..." you know!

What about the tacit agreement?

Feng Yuanjiu cast a sideways glance at Kang Xuanyi, and interrupted Kang Xuanyi expressionlessly: "It's better to say goodbye, I don't have the profound Taoism of the patriarch, this world can't help grandpa and Lord Ling Xiao's discussion."

Feng Yuanjiu was born beautiful, with a cool and dignified appearance, and was the grandson of Feng Anlan's silly Phoenix.

Lord Ling Xiao was preconceived, so he never thought deeply about the deep meaning of Feng Yuanjiu's words and deeds. At this moment, when his villain reminded him, he suddenly recalled the memory, and his eyes were on Feng Anlan and Feng Yuanjiu, the grandfather and grandson. Turning around, with a half-smile but not a smile: "Silly Fenghuang, you and your grandson performed a good double reed."

Feng Anlan pretended not to understand.

Feng Yuanjiu was cold and innocent in the same style, but he didn't have the distaste for Lord Ling Xiao that his grandfather had on his face.

Lord Ling Xiao sneered, turned his head and said to Baili Changkong: "The geese pecked at the eyes of the geese all day long! The stupid Phoenix has also learned to calculate people."

There is nothing to do with the bear child, so he has to complain to the child's mother, but he can't help secretly poking at the proud good-for-nothing father.

Baili Changkong said indifferently: "It's just that you always think that the gluttonous bird is stupid, who is to blame?"

This is a lot like a mother who protects cubs.

Feng Yuanjiu took a mouthful of tender melon numbly.

Estimated the time secretly, guessing that Chiyu should have fed the soul-nourishing fruit into Uncle Meng Yan's mouth, Feng Yuanjiu flicked Kang Xuanyi's hand on his shoulder away with his fingers, and put on a respectful gesture with lowered eyes: "Meng Yan Uncle Yan is cultivating his soul under the soul-cultivating tree, please please Patriarch, Grandpa and Lord Ling Xiao to move."

Kang Xuanyi calmly withdrew his hand, and laughed lowly: "Little Fox, since this is your cave, why bother Baili Shangzun, Grandpa, and Master to move, you just send us there if you want to."

Feng Yuanjiu took a deep breath and felt his hands were very itchy.

Suddenly, a simple and unpretentious long sword appeared in the palm of his hand. Feng Yuanjiu weighed the sword, slashed at Kang Xuan's door with his backhand, and stopped when the blade was about to hit Kang Xuan's forehead.

Feng Yuanjiu pressed the blade of his sword against Kang Xuanyi's forehead, with a half-smile: "Uncle Kang."

Kang Xuanyi knew that Feng Yuanjiu was annoyed at him for repeatedly demolishing him, but he pretended not to know.

Raising his hand and tapping the spine of the sword with his fingertips, Kang Xuan looked at Feng Yuanjiu with a smile, his knuckle fingers rhythmically flicked on the spine of the sword, knocking out a series of pleasant melodies.

You don't need to listen carefully to know that this is exactly the song he caressed for Kang Xuanyi in Kang Xuanyi's sea of ​​knowledge that day.

Feng Yuanjiu looked slightly relaxed, turned his wrist, patted Kang Xuanyi's forehead with the spine of his sword, and asked through sound transmission—why.

Kang Xuan smiled lowly.

Raise your hand to hold Feng Yuanjiu's hand, and press it down unhurriedly - I don't care if Meng Yan treats you with kindness and righteousness, I only know that he is the soul of the Nether Lie Kun dog, and he is in your cave Stay a moment longer, and it will be more dangerous for you to part ways and disappear.

Feng Yuanjiu frowned.

Kang Xuanyi was thinking about him, but it really ruined his plan - I don't like it very much.

Kang Xuan lowered his eyes, slowly took away the long sword in Feng Yuanjiu's hand, and transmitted the sound unhurriedly - I will not let you put yourself in danger just because you don't like it and ignore it.

Feng Yuanjiu let go, and gave the long sword to Kang Xuanyi, without saying yes or no.

Looking up to meet the probing or watching gazes of the three big men, Feng Yuanjiu said calmly: "If Lord Ling Xiao doesn't mind, then the younger generation will directly move Patriarch, Grandpa and Lord Ling Xiao over there. "

Lord Ling Xiao sneered: "Hurry up."

Feng Yuanjiu nodded.

Dong Nian directly moved Baili Changkong, Feng Anlan and Lord Ling Xiao to the tree of cultivating souls, leaving Kang Xuanyi alone.

Kang Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Only by catching a few black elves with their faces on his face to threaten and lure.

Under the soul-cultivating tree.

Meng Yan's soul still maintained the previous posture, holding a half-cut hairpin in his hand, sitting under the tree, his expression was indifferent and far away, like a hidden fairy, without any trace of hostility.

As soon as Feng Anlan, Baili Changkong, and Lord Lingxiao arrived in front of the soul-cultivating tree, they tacitly separated into three parties, forming a three-talented formation, encircling Meng Yan's soul under the soul-cultivating tree in the middle.

Feng Yuanjiu flicked his sleeves, and majestically placed a barrier outside the Soul Cultivation Tree, separating Meng Yan from the three big bosses.

Confirmed that the ban should be enough to block the blow of the three big shots.

Feng Yuanjiu explained to the three bosses who suddenly had a tacit understanding: "Although Master Meng Yan's soul has improved, it will not collapse at any time, but it is still fragile. This disciple speculates on the three teachers with the heart of a villain. Patriarch, Grandpa, and Lord Ling Xiao Haihan."

Feng Anlan didn't comment.

Baili Changkong has already agreed to Feng Anlan, Rong Feng Anlan first helped Meng Yan to stabilize his soul, now it is just to prevent Feng Anlan from doing nothing, he naturally has no objection.

Lord Ling Xiao had some objections. He glanced sideways at the sky from the corner of the eye, and resentfully withdrew the unkind words on his lips, and changed his words: "When will this vicious dog wake up?"

It only takes a moment to take the soul-nourishing fruit, and it takes at least three to five years for an ordinary monk to completely refine it.

However, Uncle Meng Yan is a Nether Lie Kun dog, so it is another variable.

Feng Yuanjiu was not sure, so he refused to finish his sentence, but said: "Master Ling Xiao, forgive me, although this junior is the master of the cave here, he has no way of knowing the situation of Uncle Meng Yan's cultivation."

Lord Ling Xiao snorted.

I used to see how pure and kind Feng Yuanjiu was, but now I see how cunning this little fox is.

He didn't believe in Feng Yuanjiu's nonsense, and he couldn't search for souls as he wanted, so he sneered, and then said in a calm voice: "It's okay, I have a long life, I can wait."

After finishing speaking, Lord Ling Xiao sat on the ground, grabbed a demon head casually, and put on an attitude of cultivation.

Baili Changkong chuckled, also sat on the ground, and began to wander in the void.

Feng Yuanjiu looked up at Feng Anlan, and asked, "Grandpa?"

Feng Anlan stroked the cyan imprint on her little finger, pondered for a while, and said: "Your little uncle has a deep relationship with Meng Yan, I want to let Ruyu..."

Feng Anlan's voice did not finish.

Meng Yan, who was sitting under the soul-cultivating tree to cultivate his soul, trembled slightly with his thin fingertips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is Ruyu?"

This is outrageous!

How deep is this obsession to forcibly interrupt the cultivation of a broken soul, just to ask this question!

Feng Yuanjiu and Feng Anlan looked at each other silently, they both saw helplessness and shock in each other's eyes.

After waiting for a while, there was no response.

Meng Yan's divine soul stood up from under the soul-cultivating tree, slowly turned to Feng Yuanjiu with eyes covered with green gauze, and asked again: "Yuanjiu, where is Ruyu?"

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Meng Yan's soul that was jumping between reality and reality again, frowning and persuading him: "Uncle Master's soul body is extremely unstable, so please Uncle Master stabilize the soul first, and we will talk about it later."

Meng Yan was unmoved.

Looking at Feng Yuanjiu steadily through a layer of green veil, he asked coldly: "You said that Ruyuban practiced by his father's side, but after I got back the broken hairpin, I made no less than a hundred hexagrams for him, The hexagrams and hexagrams are all the ominous hexagrams of a hundred deaths and no life. I just ask you, where is Ruyu now?"

Feng Yuanjiu turned to look at Feng Anlan.

Feng Anlan frowned, pondered for a while, and was about to speak.

Then from the position and status of the trinity array came two shouts that almost overlapped: "Yuan Jiu (Silly Phoenix) be careful!"

Feng Anlan immediately followed the sound, and Jin Yan erected a flame barrier around her body.

Feng Yuanjiu thought.

The tortoise shell, as white as jade, flew out from the little finger, and turned into a magic robe filled with five-color brilliance, covering Feng Yuanjiu's body.

At the same time, the golden-white flame and the strong demonic energy came together and split into two. The golden-white flame turned into a mouthful of divine fire and covered Feng Yuanjiu's head, while the rich devilish energy turned into four evil beasts to protect him. Around Feng Anlan.

It is very tacit understanding.

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