I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

"Of course it is..." The blurted words stopped abruptly, Chiyu rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know."

Feng Yuanjiu looked at the little vixen for a moment, nodded, and said flatly: "Yes, it's not easy for you to be optimistic about this Beppu, so I shouldn't have expected too much from you."

As expected, Chiyu fell into Feng Yuanjiu's plan to provoke generals, puffed his face, and said in disbelief: "Master's words are wrong! Although the little one was left by the former master to guard the Befu, it is not that he is useless!"

Feng Yuanjiu said with a half-smile, "I see that your cultivation base is only at the early stage of wisdom, and you may not be able to win the fight with the monks at the early stage of refining Qi." The implication is that besides guarding the cave, what else can you do?

Chiyu's white and tender face turned red, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Small ones are of course useful, otherwise why would the master bestow the Transformation Pill to help the small ones?"

Feng Yuanjiu concentrated on measuring Mu Xin in his palm, and replied casually: "Oh."

Chiyu walked around Feng Yuanjiu in small steps, wanting to continue boasting but did not dare to disturb Feng Yuanjiu, so anxious that she could only scratch her ears and cheeks.

Feng Yuanjiu ignored him, and scanned the spirit beast room inch by inch with his spiritual sense, and after confirming that there were no hidden treasures, he stepped over Chiyu and retreated, and turned to Feng Miaoge's living room - I saw it was the living room earlier. Feng Yuanjiu just took a rough look, and didn't go inside to explore in detail.

Knowing that this Befu was left to him by his mother, he had no scruples, thinking that his mother might leave some news for him in the living room, and searched very carefully after entering the living room.

Feng Yuanjiu searched the living room meticulously, including the landscape screen, dressing table, Babu bed, dowry, and under the pillow, and finally found a jade slip in an upside-down teacup.

From the beginning to the end, Chiyu followed Feng Yuanjiu like a little tail.

Seeing that Feng Yuanjiu was looking for a jade slip, Chiyu was in a hurry to show his hospitality, and took the initiative to explain: "The former master likes to make tea in the tea room when he has nothing to do. The master may not know that the spiritual tea made by the former master is They are very sought after, even Baili Shangzun, the master of Taiqing, often asks for it from his former master."

Feng Yuanjiu's heart moved when he heard the words, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Go to the door to ask for it?"

"That's not true. After all, one faction is in charge, so you always have to carry something?" Chiyu Xiaonen looked down on the hypocrisy of Taoist monks, "If you ask for it ten times, you have to ask the master for seven or eight times. He sent it to Yuanhe Hall."

Feng Yuanjiu glanced at Chiyu and reminded: "When you mention Baili Shangzun, he can feel it."

Chiyu was proud: "I can do it outside, but I can't here. This is the middle of the realm. The Supreme Master, the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord next to me, no matter how advanced their cultivation, they can't find out here."

The corner of Feng Yuanjiu's mouth curved slightly: "So, do you know who opened up this situation?"

Chiyu shook his head violently: "I don't know, I don't know!"

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Chiyu, smiled without saying a word.

Chiyu stared at Feng Yuanjiu with a puffy face, then slowly lowered his head, and said, "I only know that one with silver hair..." As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at Feng Yuanjiu, "It's like the one on the master's forehead. The color of those strands of silver."

Feng Yuanjiu asked: "Can you see the face clearly?"

Chiyu shook her head like a rattle: "Even if that person's power is restrained, the little one just wants to kneel down and bow down, even if he borrows the courage of a few little leopards, the little one doesn't dare to make a mistake and peep at his true face! "

Feng Yuanjiu: "..." It's as if I didn't say anything, the change of appearance of such a character is just a matter of thought!

Chiyu thought for a while, and then said: "That one came only once, and the former owner didn't seem to like him very much, so he never came again."

Feng Yuanjiu touched the few strands of silver in front of his forehead subconsciously, and asked: "Who else have you seen come to see my mother in Biefu?"

Chiyu shook his head: "I haven't seen it before, the former master didn't stay here all the time in Beppu."

Feng Yuanjiu nodded, and asked: "Are you just guarding this Befu for your mother?"

Chiyu said happily: "Of course! The former master wanted to find a fox to guard Beppu, and among the 420 red foxes on Chihu Ridge, he immediately fell in love with the little one!"

Feng Yuanjiu was slightly surprised, and carefully inspected Chiyu with his spiritual sense, but found nothing special, so he asked, "Because you have any great talent?"

Chiyu said happily: "That's not true, it's because of the small beauty! The former owner said that talent is not important, but it must be beautiful, otherwise I'm afraid I will do something bad because of the beauty of the owner. .”

Why does this mother-in-law sound a little...aesthetic.

Regardless of whether he is stupid or not, Chiyu's looks are really eye-catching. Feng Yuanjiu listened to Chiyu's ramblings, and he became more and more sure that his mother's so-called going out to find the opportunity to achieve the cave is not easy.

Feng Yuanjiu glanced at the sky outside the window, which seemed to have never changed, through the veil, and asked Chiyu, "How much is the time flow difference between this environment and the outside world?"

Chiyu blurted out: "One year in the outside world, a hundred years in the environment."

Feng Yuanjiu asked again: "How long have I been in?"

Chiyu said: "250, six years, seven months and ten days."

With the help of the most pure spirit in the world, the mood is mellow without any hindrance. It took nearly 57 years to go from the fifth level of Qi refining to the ninth level of Qi refining. Feng Yuanjiu's coveted heart for this small world is even heavier .

After a little calculation, the Six Views Discussion Conference will be held in these few days, and Feng Yuanjiu is not in a hurry to go out. In short, Bu Ziming will occupy the first seat of Mingxin Temple for him, and he will stay for a month or two After returning to the mountain gate, I will take the seat from him.

Right now, this small world is more important.

Besides, with the constant stories in the past few days, he also needed a peaceful place to retreat, and this place couldn't be more suitable.

Feng Yuanjiu clenched the jade slip in his palm, looked sideways at Chiyu, and asked in a neutral tone: "You can take care of all the changes in the mansion, it seems that you are not as weak as you appear."

Chiyu hastily defended: "No, no, no! If the master didn't give up, the little body would indeed return to the embrace of the ancestor god!"

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Chiyu indifferently, as if waiting for the little vixen to continue making up stories.

Chiyu grabbed her bun like a pile of straw, and said: "The reason why the little one can know all the changes in the mansion is because the little soul has been brought together by the former master with this cave mansion. Even if the tone is there, even if this small body only breathes out but not breathes in, the changes in this mansion can't be hidden from the small one."

This method is tantamount to refining Chiyu's soul into the spirit of this Beppu. In this way, although Chiyu's cultivation level has not improved, it can live forever with this Beppu.

I don't know why his mother, an orthodox Taoist cultivator, resorted to such demonic means to leave him a Befu?

Feng Yuanjiuduan measured the Chiyu who had no resentment, thoughtfully, since this Chiyu has been refined into a weapon spirit, taking Chiyu as a spiritual pet is tantamount to controlling this Beppu, then, Why did his mother ask Chiyu to give him this wooden heart monument?

It's totally not the style of his mother-in-law to go through so much menstruation.

Feng Yuanjiu asked Chiyu: "When my mother handed over this town tablet to you, did she have any orders?"

Chiyu shook his head and said: "Since 15 years ago, the former master moved Beppu into this realm, and he has never appeared again. Until eight years ago, the former master came back suddenly, but he only solved the relationship with me. The spiritual contract between them, tell me that I am here waiting for the master to come."

Feng Yuanjiu frowned, her mother's behavior, if she hadn't planned it for a long time, maybe even a stupid fox like Chiyu would not believe it: "Is she so sure that I will come?"

Chiyu nodded: "The former master said that due to luck, the master will definitely come here before the little one is starved to death, so I just have to wait."

Leave no words, no traces or clues, everything depends on luck.

This mother-in-law is really good!

Feng Yuanjiu laughed softly: "I think my mother has met a real person from Tianji Pavilion, otherwise I would be too sure."

Chiyu nodded: "Hu Laodao of Tianji Pavilion also likes to drink the spirit tea made by the former owner himself, and often makes an exception for the spirit tea to ask the master divination secrets."

"Mother's spiritual tea is so popular, but I have never had a sip." Feng Yuanjiu joked, and walked to the quiet room with Mu Xin and the jade slip.

Chiyu followed behind Feng Yuanjiu: "The former master said that spiritual tea should be prepared and drunk immediately, so that the taste will be the most memorable and the effect will be the best."

Feng Yuanjiu chuckled, and stopped at the door of the quiet room. The long sword appeared out of thin air in his palm and blocked Chiyu behind him: "I'm not used to having idlers by my side when I'm in retreat."

Chiyu nodded yes, and took a step back, as if he was going to guard the dharma outside the quiet room.

Chiyu raised his hand and tapped lightly, with a sudden inspiration, and a golden magic circle icon appeared out of thin air.

The slender fingers poked a little on the magic circle icon, and saw the brilliance flashing outside the wooden house, layer upon layer of defensive restrictions took shape, and a dazzling rainbow was formed outside the wooden house.

"Call me out after 30 years." Feng Yuanjiu ordered, and then closed the door of the quiet room.

The quiet room is extremely simple and elegant, the floor is covered with moonlight straw mats, a huge "Tao" character is hung on the wall, and there is a brown futon under the "Tao" character—it is the meditation mat commonly used by the Feng family.

Feng Yuan sat on the meditation table with nine legs, left palming the wooden heart, right palming the jade slip, hesitating for a moment, then sticking the jade slip to his forehead.

Inside the jade slips, a woman in a red dress sat cross-legged, with a scorpion head and moth eyebrows and pearly lips, a pair of phoenix eyes tightly closed, and a red mole on her forehead was particularly eye-catching.

A string of red characters swirled and circulated behind his head, like the fairy silk of the Nine Heavens Profound Girl, who was active without wind.

On this side, his mother was right, but the red mole on his forehead made Feng Yuanjiu feel hesitant—there was no mole on his mother's forehead.

Feng Yuanjiu stared at the woman in red for a long time, and used the tortoise shell to test the secrets of heaven and earth, and then cautiously protruded a very small ray of spiritual consciousness into the jade slip.