The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

There are many people in the restaurant, and the high mountains and high mountains explain the birthmark. Only Xue Yu can understand this sentence.

He subconsciously looked at Feng Lingshu's wrist, but this man's wrist was tightly covered by his sleeves, so no one could see inside.

With the continuous improvement of cultivation base, Feng Jiamu's exposed wound outside his clothes gradually healed, and there was no more blood dripping from the back of his chest.

The golden light in his eyes flashed, like a phoenix on fire, reborn from blood and death.

On the contrary, Feng Lingshu's face was as white as paper, sitting on the ground precariously, even the arm holding Feng Jiamu was limp and powerless.

His dark purple lips fluttered and closed twice, his soft eyes fell on his younger brother, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound because of his weakness.

Feng Jiamu stretched out a hand, put his brother's arm firmly and forcefully on his shoulder, and stood up steadily.

His back was straight, and his height seemed to have suddenly increased a few inches. Coupled with the cold and arrogant expression on his face, he didn't look like a four or five-year-old child at all.

"How could this be! Wasn't he obviously about to die before?!" A monk shouted in disbelief.

He was indeed dying, but somehow Feng Jiamu came back to life, and Feng Lingshu, who was standing beside him, looked like he was about to die.

But seeing that Feng Jiamu had picked up Feng Lingshu and moved towards the door, the monks had no time to think about it. Among them, the slightly injured climbed up, raised their weapons with difficulty and attacked Feng Jiamu again.

During the fight, several figures flew down from the second floor of the tavern and joined the battle.

At this time, Xue Yu discovered that there were many monks hidden on the second floor, presumably they were the reserve army who had previously encircled and suppressed Feng Jiamu brothers.

It's just that these people's cultivation base is even worse, and they can't have any decisive influence on the situation in the field.

It's just that Feng Jiamu had someone on his shoulders, and his hands and feet were bound during the fight, and the two sides fought back and forth for a while.

But compared to the monk blocking the way who was gradually exhausted, Feng Jiamu became more and more courageous in the battle, and the spiritual power in his body was also like a rising tide. Every blow was stronger than the last one.

If a cultivator is touched by his spiritual power, at the slightest, the flesh and blood as big as the mouth of a bowl will be burnt off, and at the worst, the entire body will be burnt into coke in an instant.

In the lobby of the restaurant, there were constant screams and smashing sounds, and the sound of "sizzling" from time to time when grilling meat. At the same time, a strange smell of meat slowly spread, mixed with the strong smell of blood, urging people to eat. People want to vomit.

In less than a quarter of an hour, there were no. 20 people lying on the floor in the lobby of the restaurant, each of them was covered with wounds, and they were obviously powerless to fight.

Seeing that there was no one who could stop Feng Jiamu, one of the sober monks with scarlet eyes yelled angrily at Xue Yu, who was the only one sitting at the table in the restaurant: "This opportunity is once in a thousand years, so please don't help me anymore." , Are you planning to be trapped here forever!"

Hearing the words, Xue Yu raised his head subconsciously, only to see Feng Jiamu on the opposite side looking towards them.

The little boy, who was not even as high as the table, was covered in blood and his face was extremely dirty, which made his sinister expression even more sinister.

The corners of his lips curled up mockingly, and his red gold eyes carried a contempt and provocation that did not match his childish face at all.

Xue Yu's whole body shivered from his vicious stare, as if what he was facing was not a human being, but an evil ghost crawling out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

Suddenly, there was a soft and crisp sound of "ding" coming from behind, a cool spiritual force wrapped Xue Yu up, and the familiar breath flowed down his head, like a kind of silent comfort.

Xue Yu looked back, and saw that Cen Shu seemed to be about to put down his chopsticks after eating, and the soft sound just now was the sound made by the bamboo chopsticks resting on the porcelain bowl.

He raised the corners of his eyes and cast a calm glance at Feng Jiamu at the door.

Feng Jiamu's expression froze suddenly, and a cautious look slowly floated in his eyes.

The two sides are in a state of confrontation.

Seeing that Xue Yu and the others really didn't make any other moves, Feng Jiamu turned his head away, and limped out of the restaurant gate with Feng Lingshu on his shoulders.

After a full three seconds, Xue Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "This is really—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the foreground suddenly flickered, and it was as if the player had pressed the "Start" button, and the noise appeared in his ears out of thin air.

Xue Yu blinked in a daze, and suddenly found that the cups and plates of food on the table of several people were gone!

Looking around again, there are still monks all over the floor, but all the broken tables, chairs and benches have been restored, and there are diners eating beside the table.

Feng Jiamu unexpectedly jumped the time again!

These locals didn't seem to know that they appeared out of thin air, they only poked their heads and said with concern: "Hey, this hurts really badly!"

The monks were obviously used to the local people's reaction, they only helped each other up, and limped out of the restaurant. Before leaving, some people gave Xue Yu and the others a few vicious glances.

In the blink of an eye, the monks were gone.

Zhuang You murmured thoughtfully, "Don't disturb the dead."

If you don't disturb the dead, then the dead will not be easily disturbed by them.

People in this illusion seem to be living autonomously according to a very strange and self-deceiving rule.

"What do you guys want to eat?" The shop waiter walked to the table and asked Xue Yu and the others enthusiastically, then suddenly lowered his head and let out a "huh", and complained, "Is this your cat? Such a big one is worth watching." Don't disturb other guests!"

Cen Shu paused, reached down to fish it out, and hugged a black and white thing on his lap. It turned out to be a shrunken snow leopard again!

It was only then that everyone came to their senses and realized that just now Feng Jiamu jumped the time, and several people also changed at the same time.

Zhuang You is still the same as before when he was young and standing, and the mountain is also a good chicken, nestling in the breeder's arms obediently.

And Cen Shu and Xue Yu both turned into seventeen or eighteen year old boys!

Xue Yu pressed his empty lower abdomen: Damn, my golden core is gone again!

This time, the one who needs to eat has changed from one person to two and a half. Not only that, but the meal that was just eaten in the stomach also disappeared with the change of time.

Everyone had to order another table of meals to fill their stomachs.

The snow leopard was about the same size as a large dog like a golden retriever, so he couldn't ride it, and it was a bit cumbersome to hold in his arms, so he had to walk beside everyone.

After standing up, Xue Yu realized that although he looked about the same age as Cen Shu, the top of his head only reached the tip of Cen Shu's ears.

Cen Shu's white clothes looked much bigger on Xue Yu's body.

He tugged down the black sleeves on Cen Shu's wrists, which were much shorter, and said a little shyly, "Master, let's change the clothes back."

Cen Shu lowered his eyes and looked at him quietly: "Isn't it too small to change back?"

Obviously Xue Yu hasn't bullied the teacher for a long time, but he seems to be very unaccustomed to looking up at the other party.

It's just that Cen Shu's appearance as a very young boy still makes him unable to regain the consciousness of respecting his teacher.

He said embarrassingly, "That's...it's still small."

Cen Shu thought for a while: "Give me the outer shirt, and you keep the middle coat."

He simply explained that the two of them wore Xue Yu's clothes as an inner garment, and Cen Shu's clothes as an outer garment.At this time, it looks like an ancient costume again. There are several layers of lining on the outside of a suit, so it is enough for two people to wear it separately.

On the side, Zhuang You coughed again, hugged the high mountain and said calmly: "There is a secluded alley not far ahead."

The two teenagers turned their heads to look at him, Xue Yu wondered, "Why are you pinching his mouth again?"

Zhuang You let go of his hands, opened his beak, and said dryly: "This is the legendary 'Qiyue Wuyi? Same robe with Zi'?"

Xue Yu: "..."

Zhuang You squeezed Chong Shan Junling's mouth tightly with two fingers.

Xue Yu seriously despised the uneducated bird's behavior of Gao Shanjunling, and said sternly: "Haven't you seen the school uniform of the sect!".

Chong Shanjunling: "Uh."

The two changed their clothes, and when they returned to the crowd, they already looked different.

Cen Shu resumed his white-clothed appearance, as if he was a cloud-headed fairy again in an instant, with black clothes inside and covered by a wide white robe, which was not awkward at all.

Snow Leopard lay on its paws and looked at the cross-dressing of the two. Although he said it was a school uniform to the mountain, the school uniform of the two of them was not much different from the couple's costume.

Standing together, the two looked about the same age, with only half a head difference in height, and similar clothes, but their temperaments were very different.

Even though Cen Shu has a pair of sentimental peach blossom eyes, he still looks cold; the baby fat on Xue Yu's face is now a little more obvious, showing a little ignorance and harmlessness.

Cen Shu looked at Xue Yu for a while, then suddenly raised his hand to touch the top of his head, and then gently rubbed his white eyelashes with the back of his index finger.

Xue Yu closed his eyes with some itch, but when he opened them again, he found that he seemed a little different.

From the eyes of the snow leopard, he could see that his hair and eyes had been dyed black by Cen Shu, but his pupils were still standing upright, hidden in the irises as black as ink, so he couldn't quite see it.

Zhuang You said: "It's good to cover it up, the previous appearance is too eye-catching."

Xue Yu obediently said "Oh", but it didn't matter.

In this reincarnation, a small incident happened, and Phoenix Terrace issued a recruitment notice to the villages and towns under its jurisdiction.

There are so many and miscellaneous positions to be recruited for cooks, nurses, servants and maids, almost everything is recruited.

Xue Yu was pleasantly surprised: "Doesn't that mean that we can use this opportunity to sneak into the Phoenix Terrace?"

Zhuang You pointed to one of the columns and said, "They even have to teach the teacher."

"Isn't that just right?"

Zhuang You pondered: "It's just a coincidence. Since Feng Jiamu knew that many outsiders had entered this secret realm, how could he not have thought that outsiders like us wanted to sneak into the Phoenix Terrace? He didn't enclose the Phoenix Terrace into an iron bucket, but It’s really suspicious to open the back door wide and let people in.”

"He wants to catch turtles in the urn, and catch them all in one go, what's so strange!" Chongshan Junling disdainfully.

"If you want to be a turtle, don't take us with you." Xue Yu glanced at him, "Before that group of monks were able to squat in the restaurant to meet the brothers of the Feng family, it must be because they would go to the same place at the same point in every reincarnation. A place to eat. But the images we have seen in the book before, Feng Jiamu should have memories when he reincarnated, and he must have his own purpose in this reincarnation."

This is the same as using the save&load method when playing a game. Feng Jiamu specially created an illusion that keeps slacking, and naturally wants to achieve the perfect ending he wants.

But in fact, Xue Yu didn't care much about what kind of end Feng Jiamu wanted, he just wanted to get the Hongwu Palace inheritance from Feng Jiamu.

After discussing with everyone, they still decided to explore the tiger's den.

Zhuang You went back to his old job to apply for a teacher, while Xue Yu and Cen Shu applied for guards.

The mountains and the snow leopards had no choice but to stay outside in the forest.

Probably because there are few educated people in the nearby villages and towns, only Zhuang You applied to be the teacher.

There are many applicants for guards, and most of them have cultivation bases.Since the mountains and mountains were not there, Xue Yu couldn't tell how many of them came to kill people, just like the restaurant incident, and how many of them wanted to enter the Phoenix Terrace to find inheritance.

Xue Yu couldn't help but slander, gathering them together was like raising Gu.

Just as Xue Yu and Cen Shu were waiting for the selection of guards in the courtyard, they saw Zhuang You coming in from another courtyard, said something to the butler and called them over.

Xue Yu: "What?"

Zhuang You made a gesture to follow him without explaining, but said with a slightly strange expression: "From now on, you two are my own nephews."

Xue Yu: "???" Why do you still take advantage of others? !

Before he could figure it out, the three of them passed through a moon gate and walked into a small garden.

It was spring at this time, and the small courtyard was full of purples and reds, very beautiful.The breeze blows, and the fine petals flutter and fall into the small pool beside it, adding some pink interest to the monotonous reflection of the rockery and strange rocks on it.

Sitting in the small pavilion by the pool are two teenagers in red clothes, the younger one is about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the older one is almost in his prime. They are the two brothers Feng Jiamu.

Feng Jiamu was obviously still four or five years old before, but with this jump, he skipped ten years!

Feng Jiamu was still a foundation-builder, and Feng Lingshu had already absorbed Qi into his body at this time, but he still looked sick and crooked, not much different from his image during the alchemy ceremony.

Seeing Zhuang You leading the two people over, Feng Lingshu got up to greet them, bowed his hands at them, and said with a smile: "Mr.'s two nephews are indeed very handsome."

Xue Yu didn't pay attention to what Feng Lingshu said, but subconsciously glanced at his wrist.

When he cupped his hands, the hem of his long sleeves drooped, revealing a slender wrist, just like Fengjiamu, with a mark like a red string.

They had also discussed before that the imprints on the wrists of the two obviously had some kind of connection. This connection caused Feng Jiamu to be reborn in blood when he was dying, while Feng Lingshu quickly declined.

But Feng Lingshu's root aptitude is really mediocre, Feng Lingshu in the restaurant didn't even have cultivation base at all, where did Feng Jiamu's rootless spiritual power come from?They don't know this yet.

Before Zhuang You had time to speak, Feng Jiamu, who was still sitting at the table with a stinky face, said in a strange way: "I think these two people are mediocre, I'm afraid they are not as good as this person's bragging." Lots of books."

Feng Jiamu glared at Xue Yu and Cen Shu fiercely, the eyes were not as vicious as they were in the restaurant, but with a bit of anger and grievance, as if the two had robbed him of some treasure.

Feng Lingshu turned around and lightly tapped his younger brother's forehead, reproaching him: "Don't be rude."

After finishing speaking, he bowed to the three of them again, full of apology: "Young brother is naughty, I hope you will forgive me."

Feng Jiamu swayed back slightly after being touched by him, and then jumped forward, without any scruples about the presence of outsiders, sitting on the stone bench, he opened his arms and hugged Feng Lingshu from behind.

He buried his head in his brother's back, and said very aggrieved: "If I am naughty, you can teach me. Why do you need another teacher? Even if you invite a teacher, it is not impossible to let him teach the two of us. Why are you looking for two outsiders to accompany me?"