I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Feng Ruyu stared at Feng Yuanjiu as if staring at the most delicious prey in the world.

Feng Yuanjiu seemed unaware.

It seemed that all her mind was focused on her grandfather, Feng Anlan, and her worry was palpable.

Feng Anlan is too weak at this moment.

Ever since Feng Ruyu was released from the seal, his spirits had visibly weakened, and his brows were stained with fatigue.

Killing Tianfeng himself, after all, hurts the root too much.

Even if his grandpa swallowed Yunshen Dan and sat down to stabilize the injury, there was still a strong sense of fragility between his brows, like a beauty lamp that would break if the wind blows.

It is very worrying.

Feng Yuanjiu searched all over the treasure house of Qifengtai, but failed to find a soul-nourishing fruit. It is rare to have a sliver of regret--I knew his grandfather could be so cruel to him, and he sealed his little uncle in himself. He should have asked Chiyu to leave one of the soul-nourishing fruits for his grandfather.

However, the Taishang Laojun couldn't make the medicine of regret, and the Daozu Hongjun couldn't reverse time and space accurately even when he was alive.

The soul-nourishing fruit was given to Meng Yan by Chiyu, that prodigal little fox...

and many more!

Feng Yuanjiu stared at the cyan mark on Feng Anlan's tail finger, his eyes widened slightly, the mark...

No no, absolutely impossible!

How could that be the arrogant fox master who despises all living beings, is inhumane, selfish and inhuman, and most importantly, is unfathomable!

Certainly not possible!

It must be that the three big men in the sky fought too fiercely, which disturbed Qifengtai's inspiration, distorted the light and shadow in Qifengtai, and caused him to have hallucinations.

"Hallucinations! This is your portable cave, which is blessed with the state of the king, even if the brain is violent/chaotic, you, the master of the cave, can't have hallucinations!" Hiding in the spirit beast bag Tu Chenglu, who had been silent for many years, suddenly spoke out in the sea of ​​consciousness. When he came back, he had been imprisoned for a long time and had nowhere to vent his energy.

Feng Yuanjiu was taken aback, and immediately congratulated Tu Chenglu in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Congratulations to Sixth Brother for achieving Dongxuan."

"It's all thanks to my ninth brother's ability." In Feng Yuanjiu's sea of ​​consciousness, the little fox imprinted by Tu Chenglu swung his six big furry tails triumphantly, and then began to jump up and down on Feng Yuanjiu's shoulders, "Ninth brother, hurry up and take me away!" Let it out, let me see the excitement that makes you feel like you're hallucinating!"

One by one, why do you love squatting on his shoulders so much!

Feng Yuanjiu's primordial body raised his hand, squeezed his neck and tore off the little fox squatting on his shoulders, threw it into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and said slowly: "It's so lively, I'm afraid Sixth Brother won't dare to watch it .”

The little fox sank into the depths of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, picked up a soul stone, floated to the surface, and threw the soul stone onto the body of Fengyuan Jiuyuanshen: "Joke! All the foxes went to inquire about it, and I dare not look at it without it." It's hilarious!"

Feng Yuanjiu chuckled lightly: "Do you dare to watch the excitement of Lord Fox?"

"No, I have already recognized my father, and you still call my father the fox master?" The little fox dragged six big furry tails floating in the sea of ​​knowledge, gossiping enthusiastically, "The excitement you are talking about is not about you and your father." Is it a scene of turning against each other?"

Feng Yuanjiu sneered: "I haven't been on good terms with each other, how can I turn against each other? It's just that the cause and effect are cut off, the two sides are safe, and no one will delay anyone and ask about longevity."

The little fox smacked the meaning in the words, and smiled: "It's the father and son. It's strange that the father is the most important to you. It turns out that the ninth brother is the most like the father."

That sounded like a compliment.

Feng Yuanjiu rolled his eyes at the little fox, and glanced at the scene in Qifeng Terrace through his divine sense avatar/body. With a thought, he looked down at the little fox and said with a smile: "The outside world is bustling, so I'll take the sixth brother there first. Watch the fun."

Feng Yuanjiu laughed so hard that the hair on his neck puffed up from the little fox: "Don't call him Sixth Brother, don't laugh, I'm terrified!"

The body of Fengyuan Nine Primordial Spirit raised his hands and held the little fox's neck in his palm, and said slowly: "There is no excitement that my sixth brother dare not watch, my sixth brother has nothing to fear."

The little fox's limbs and short legs kicked into hot wheels: "You first tell me what you want me to do!"

Feng Yuanjiu chuckled lightly: "It's just taking you to see the excitement, what is Sixth Brother afraid of?"

The little fox rolled his eyes to the sky: "I'm afraid you will trick me."

Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help but laugh.

Holding the little fox's neck and shaking it unhurriedly for a few times, he moved the spirit animal bag containing the little fox into Qifeng Terrace, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, brother six, I just want to ask brother six to drop by the way." Help me search the cave, and look for those undiscovered heaven and earth spirits in my cave, for the sixth brother, it's just a matter of using your nose and running your legs."

Sounds so simple, but...

He knows it!

As soon as Tu Cheng Lu Fu came out of the spirit beast bag, he was staggered by the sudden inspiration of Luan/Luan, looked up at the three big bosses in the melee, and immediately jumped up: "Feng Yuanjiu! What a waste of our fight!" Slave brotherhood, if you trust me again, I will..."

"Huh? Huh? Huh?" Halfway through the yelling, the little fox bared his nose and rushed towards Feng Anlan desperately.

Feng Yuanjiu was startled.

He was afraid that the little fox would disturb Feng Anlan, and he was also afraid that Baili Changkong would slap the little fox to death.

Feng Yuanjiu was in a hurry to think, and teleported to Feng Anlan's side, reaching out and pinching the little fox's neck: "So rampant, do you want to die?"

"Hey! Ninth Brother, Sky Fox Fruit! Our grandfather has a Sky Fox..." The little fox was excitedly gesticulating the shape of the Sky Fox Fruit with his two front paws, and suddenly his eyes widened, turning into a six-tailed fox ten feet tall. , forcibly protected Feng Yuanjiu and Feng Anlan, who was sitting sideways, under his body.

Feng Yuanjiu looked up along the turned world.

Then a flaming long sword pierced through the sky through the colorful spells, and pierced into the little fox's neck with an unstoppable momentum.

Hot blood spurted out in an instant, staining the golden fur on the little fox's head and Feng Yuanjiu's eyes red.

The little fox slapped the flaming long sword with a backhand paw, and grinned: "I just said that it will be bad if you call me sixth brother!"

Feng Yuanjiu blinked.

Blood and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and Feng Yuanjiu's palms were full of wood and water attributes, covering the bloody sword wound on the little fox's neck: "This is my cave, everything is just a thought, Are you going to finish the matter with a shout, blocking the sword for me to make me feel guilty, or do you sincerely want me to get involved in karma and block my way?"

How can it be so simple!

It was a blood sword condensed from blood essence and primordial spirit, and it was a sharp weapon for assassinating close relatives.

Man said that it was the early stage of the fusion, even a person like Feng Anlan who had reached the perfect fusion stage would lose more than half of his life after being hit by the sword of his dearest relative.

Tu Chenglu slapped Feng Yuanjiu's hand away with his paw, cursing: "You are so right! Don't you know that I have disliked you for a long time? A person who has never served at the knee of his father is the most worthy My father loves it, and it is in the middle of the realm and the mysterious place of the ancestors! The most important thing is, it is obviously a five-spirit root, but it is faster than my cultivation speed, and I will not block your path. Whose path will be blocked?"

"You can save yourself! It's not about being a liar, so stop talking nonsense with me."

Feng Yuanjiu moved his thoughts, and used the power of Qifengtai to make a "Band-Aid", stick it on the little fox's neck, briefly and crudely temporarily blocked the bleeding wound, and followed the path of being hit by the little fox. The truncated sword looked over.

I saw that the broken sword had already turned into a blood shadow before it landed, and was flying towards my little uncle Feng Ruyu who broke through the restriction at some time, walked out of the hood of the gods, and came to them five feet away.

Feng Ruyu was dressed in a fiery red palace dress, with a high bun, her brows were as heroic as he remembered, but her eyes were as dull as a pool of stagnant water, without the agility in his impression.

The whole person was depressed, not even as agile as that blood shadow.

As if conscious, the blood shadow flew to Feng Ruyu's body and fell into Feng Ruyu's hands by itself, turning into a long sword.

The long sword is exactly the same as the long sword that stabbed the little fox just now, and it is the same as what Feng Yuanjiu once saw in the water mirror drawn by the one-armed elder who rebelled from the Feng clan. His little uncle stood beside the seriously injured grandfather. The blood-dripping long sword held in Pan Shi's hand is also the same.

Feng Yuanjiu's expression was condensed.

Kneading the formula to guide water to wash away the blood on the face, and the bloody world returned to clarity.

Feng Yuanjiu teleported to the front of the little fox, protecting the little fox and Feng Anlan, who was sitting still, frowned and called: "Little uncle."

Feng Ruyu held the long sword in her hand, and stood there dumbly, like a puppet that had lost its soul, without any reaction.

Feng Yuanjiu knew it well.

Frowning and sighing softly, he wanted to paint the little fox behind him as Lu Sai and put it back into the spirit animal bag, but failed.

Tu Chenglu used his paws to touch the blood bag that had made Jie Li into a tumor, and then said, "It's useless! I still have half of his Blood Sword in my neck, and I can't go anywhere."

Blood Sword.

Feng Yuanjiu fixed his eyes on the long sword in Feng Ruyu's hand, and asked, "How do you say it?"

Tu Chenglu wobbled.

As if he couldn't support his huge body, he turned into a foot-sized body, shrank to Feng Anlan's side, and beeped weakly: "The blood sword is an artifact for killing relatives, a sharp weapon for chasing souls. There are nine out of ten chances that you will be hit by the sword." If I get rid of the Tao, I will have to fight him to the death if I get hit by the sword."

"With a crow's mouth, no one can die."

This method must not be his little uncle's method.

Feng Yuan's nine divine senses locked on Feng Ruyu's body, carefully inspecting the long sword in Feng Ruyu's hand, "The secret method of the blood evil sect?"

Tu Chenglu seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and his nagging voice became much quieter: "Well, those devils from the Blood Evil Sect are doing all these immoral things."

Feng Yuanjiu nodded.

Dongnian placed three layers of restraints around Feng Anlan and the little fox, brushed his fingertips over the collarbone, and the Qijueqin appeared in his arms.

Feng Yuanjiu sat on the floor holding the piano, stroking the strings.

The sound of heaven and earth rose leisurely, as if disturbing the melodious flute sound.

Above the nine heavens, the movements of the two monks who were fighting with Lord Ling Xiao and Baili Changkong froze for a moment.

In the fight between big brothers, a single negligence can mean the difference between life and death.

Lord Ling Xiao and Baili Changkong naturally would not miss this good opportunity, and immediately took advantage of the situation, hoping to free the two monks who had obviously been made into human puppets in one fell swoop.

On the blood-red throne, Lord Feng Li who was hidden in the black robe chuckled, Yubai turned the jade flute with his hand, and tapped the jade flute slowly with his fingertips, making a series of pleasant percussion sounds: "Master Ling Xiao, Baili Shangzun, I have accepted it."

Venerable Lord Feng Li's voice fell.

Feng Ruyu suddenly turned into a bloody afterimage, and stabbed Feng Yuanjiu with a sword.

Feng Yuanjiu was prepared early on.

With a movement of the fingers, the yoyo piano sound instantly turned into a gold and iron horse.

It seemed that thousands of troops and horses galloped out from the heaven and earth behind his head, heading straight for Feng Ruyu.

At the same time, the sound of the piano turns into thousands of filaments.

With thousands of troops and horses entangled to Feng Ruyu, who had turned into an afterimage.

On the Scarlet Throne, Venerable Feng Li shook the jade flute lightly in his palm.

The remnants of the thousands of troops rushing to kill split into two in an instant, and rushed towards Feng Yuanjiu and Feng Anlan respectively with an indomitable momentum.

Where the two afterimages passed.

The filaments transformed by the sound of the piano were cut off, thousands of troops and horses died, and the restrictions imposed by Feng Yuanjiu seemed to be nothing.

The two afterimages seemed to have entered a no-man's land, and they came to Feng Yuanjiu and Feng Anlan in the blink of an eye.

The afterimage turned into a human form.

The two Feng Ruyu, who were like twins, raised the long sword in their hands at the same time, stabbing at the faces of Feng Yuanjiu and Feng Anlan with a dull expression.