My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

When Zeng Shuiyun entered the courtyard, he could smell the aroma of food. He thought he would see Feng Xiaolang in the kitchen, but he didn't expect Liuhua to be alone.

Liuhua knelt on the ground and patted her heart to relax, but just as she was about to speak, she heard a joyful exclamation from behind, "Master...

Zeng Shuiyun raised his eyebrows and saw Feng Xiaolang who was rubbing his belly and came out to look for food. His eyes lit up and he rushed towards him quickly. Zeng Shuiyun raised his hand and hugged Feng Xiaolang into his arms, and kissed Feng Xiaolang with his head sideways. Xiaolang's thin neck was pressed against Feng Xiaolang's ear, and he said with a light smile, "Master is back."

Feng Xiaolang raised his face, looked at Zeng Shuiyun carefully, wrapped his arms around Zeng Shuiyun's neck and said, "Where did Master go to practice? Did you get injured? Has your mana jumped to level [-]? Are you hungry now? Do you want to eat?" ?”

Zeng Shuiyun lightly bit the tip of Feng Wlang's small nose, stroked Feng Xiaolang's hair and said, "After asking so many questions, the master doesn't know which sentence to answer my apprentice."

Feng Xiaolang blinked his eyes, tilted his head and smiled, then ignored Liuhua again, took Zeng Shuiyun's hand and wanted to go to the bedroom, but after walking a few steps, he looked around for Liuhua's whereabouts, and when he found Liuhua's sad kneeling On the ground, while staring at him and Zeng Shuiyun, he gently pulled the corners of his lips, and said lightly, "I can smell the aroma of food, so go and eat."

After finishing speaking, Feng Xiaolang pulled Zeng Shuiyun back into the bedroom, closed the door with a "touch" in Liuhua's mournful gaze, and Liuhua sniffed. In fact, he also really wanted to know if Zeng Shuiyun had jumped to ten Second level, and I also want to hear how Zeng Shuiyun taught Feng Yinlang to pass the catastrophe.

However, now is not the best time, so it is better for him to sacrifice the five viscera, but when Liuhua wanted to stand up, he found that his legs were still weak and could not use his strength, so Liuhua used both hands and feet tragically. crawled towards the kitchen.

Feng Xiaolang and Zeng Shuiyun entered the bedroom, Feng Yanglang pulled Zeng Shuiyun to sit on the bed, quickly ran to the table, poured a cup of tea for Zeng Shuiyun, handed it to Zeng Shuiyun, and then stood there in a daze before.

Zeng Shuiyun frowned, took a sip, and found that Feng Xiaolang did not sit down, but looked straight at him, couldn't help laughing, and shook the teacup, letting it fall smoothly onto the table , grabbed Feng Xiaolang's wrist and let Feng Xiaolang sit on his lap.

Zeng Shuiyun hugged Feng Xiaolang tightly, turned his head sideways, and rested on Feng Xiaolang's neck for a while, then straightened up, held Feng Xiaolang's hand and said, "What do you want to ask now?" It made Feng Xiaolang worry, so at this time, he knew everything and said everything.

Feng Xiaolang frowned, tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "Master's mana has jumped to the twelfth level now?" No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Zeng Shuiyun's mana was not as good as him at this time. Could it be that he was with Sima Yexing? Similarly, when he was about to suffer a catastrophe, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and then transferred his mana to other people?

Zeng Shuiyun pinched Feng Xiaolang's waist slightly, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, and said with a smile, "Why does this disciple think that being a teacher is the same as that mediocre Sima Yexing?"

Feng Xiaolang patted Zeng Shuiyun's chest lightly, pouted and said, "Master, don't change the subject, answer the disciple's question quickly.

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Zeng Shuiyun nodded and said, "Okay, answer the disciple's question seriously, the master's mana is indeed not at the twelfth level...

Hearing this, Feng Fulang quickly jumped off Zeng Shuiyun, held Zeng Shuiyun's arm, looked up and down for a long time, and said with a frown, "It doesn't matter if the mana has not jumped to level [-], but the master is not injured, right?" Feng Xiaolang thought, no matter how powerful Zeng Shuiyun is now, as long as he comes back safely, it is enough. Although he is not strong enough, he can practice hard, and then protect Zeng Shuiyun with his own ability.

Seeing Feng Xiaolang's nervous and serious appearance, Zeng Shuiyun's heart moved. It is enough for him to have Feng Xiaolang like this. The person he loves is not a bug that cowers under his wings, but can stand alone. The wolf held Feng Xiaolang's hand behind his back, gently pulled Feng Xiaolang into his arms, held Feng Xiaolang in his arms, raised his head and said with a smile, "The teacher just said that the mana is not at the twelfth level now, but there is no It is said that the power has not jumped to the twelfth level."

When Feng Xiaolang heard Zeng Shuiyun's words, some of the monks of Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, leaned half on Zeng Shuiyun's body, and asked stupidly, "Why?"

Zeng Shuiyun chuckled and said, "After experiencing the catastrophe, mana will be reduced to one level, and then it will increase from level to level until it reaches the mana you have broken through. If you increase it back, you will reach the twelfth-level intermediate state.

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Feng W Lang opened his mouth, and he was stunned for a long time before he said, "Master, in just a few months, he raised his mana to the twelfth-level intermediate state. The speed of master's cultivation is really fast."

Zeng Shuiyun gently took Feng Xiaolang's arm, let Feng Xiaolang sit sideways on his lap, hugged Feng Xiaolang's waist and said, "If you say that you are practicing fast, now this disciple has not reached the peak state of the Six Realms. Are you going to jump to level seven soon?"

Feng Xiaolang pursed his lips and said, "How does the master see the disciple's mana? Doesn't it mean that the soul is out of the body and is a monster who cultivates the heavenly damage method, so the other party can't see the level of mana he cultivated?"

Zeng Shuiyun patted Feng Xiaolang's head and said, "For people whose mana has jumped to the twelfth level, what do you think is impossible?"

Feng fflang muttered in a low voice, "But isn't the master's magic power lower than that of the apprentice now?"

Zeng Shuiyun's brows and eyes moved slightly, and he kissed Feng Xiaolang's thin pink lips affectionately, and said with a smile, "As a master, no matter how weak his mana is, he is still at level ten. How could he be lower than his apprentice?"

Feng Xiaolang was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered what he said just now, outsiders can't really see that the soul is out of the body, and the mana of people who practice the heavenly damage method is far lower, and they will often be regarded as people with lower mana than themselves, helpless Twitching the corners of his mouth, he said as if changing the subject, "Did the master get hurt when he suffered the catastrophe?"

If Zeng Shuiyun hadn't used the red poppy, he would have been injured in the slightest, or died in the severest case. But after using it, he would indeed hold on to his life, but injuries are inevitable, but for those who have successfully raised their mana to level [-] For some people, no matter what they have experienced during the catastrophe, it is equivalent to experiencing nothing.

Zeng Shuiyun smiled and said calmly, "According to the master's ability, naturally he didn't suffer any injuries. Originally, he thought that he would come back when his mana fully recovered to the twelfth level, but he was worried that the apprentice would worry about it." , so when the mana recovered to level ten, I rushed back."

Feng Wlang looked at Zeng Shuiyun with his head tilted and said, "Come back? Where did the master go to practice?" As long as you think about it carefully, you know that Zeng Shuiyun will definitely not return to the human world to practice, otherwise Feng Xiaolang will be in Liuye Years to wait in the treasure box.

When Zeng Shuiyun heard Feng Xiaolang's question, a sharp light flashed across his brows and eyes, and the smile on his lips gradually deepened, "Of course I practice in the Liuye treasure box, but it's not near the rice bucket courtyard, but in another part of the forest." On one side, where the aura is the strongest, it is the place where you have cultivated to the best."

Seeing Zeng Shuiyun's expression, Feng Wlang twitched his eyebrows and asked, "What interesting thing did the master find on the other side of the forest?" smile.

Zeng Shuiyun tilted his head and kissed Feng Xiaolang's chin, and said, "It's still my apprentice who knows the master, and I did find something interesting on the other side of the forest. A large city was built on the other side of the forest. At first, the teacher thought that even if the city appeared and the strongest overlord appeared, the city would be chaotic and full of murderous intentions. I went around a few days ago. It is quite similar to the city in the human world, the first generation of monsters also reproduced their offspring in the city, living a very stable life."

Feng Xiaolang's eyebrows and eyes moved, and his heart moved even more violently. He also wanted to see the city on the other side of the forest. Zeng Shuiyun had passed thousands of years in the human world, and at least he had passed in this Liuye treasure box. After living for tens of thousands of years, he was really curious about what such a thousand-year-old city would look like.

Zeng Shuiyun flicked Feng Xiaolang's smooth forehead, and said with a smile, "Do you want to go and see?"

Feng Wlang nodded happily and said, "I think." Such a city is equivalent to a small six realms. He has never seen the real six realms, so he naturally wants to live here now.

Zeng Shuiyun hooked a strand of hair hanging from Feng Xiaolang's ear, and said with a light smile, "There is a lot of spiritual energy there, and it has existed for tens of thousands of years, and there are many people with good mana cultivation..." Zeng Shuiyun meant that, When I get there, my mana can only be regarded as moderate, and it is impossible to walk sideways.

Feng Xiaolang curled his lips and said, "How many levels of mana are the people there?"

Zeng Shuiyun gently wrapped Feng Xiaolang's hanging hair, leaned in front of Feng Xiaolang, and said with a smile, "The mana of the seniors is generally in the teens, and there are a few old guys whose mana has reached the tenth level, while the mana of the young But the mana is uneven? Some of the slightly better mana have reached the eighth level."

Feng Xiaolang lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, then tilted his head to look at Zeng Shuiyun, and said complainingly, "If this disciple didn't wait for the master to come back and teach him how to burn the body with the Nine Heavens Profound Fire, his mana would have jumped to level seven by now. .”