This immortal is a bit fierce

"Flower gardener?" Yu Zirun recalled carefully, but he couldn't remember this place.

Huang Feng smiled and said, "Don't even think about it, it's a very far away place."

"That's it." Yu Zirun said with emotion, "I was born in Liuzhou, and I haven't been back for some years. I miss you very much. I can understand Brother Huang's thoughts.

If you really miss it, go back and have a look. Even if it is not today or tomorrow, you can go back one day. I believe that the land and the people there will still be waiting for you. "

Huang Feng calmed down and said with a smile, "You do know how to talk."

Yu Zirun smiled and read it carefully several times before curiously asking: "Brother Huang, where is the other one?"

"There's no rush." ​​How could Huang Feng change his mind just because he was sad for a moment?

Although he has reached a tacit agreement with Li Motang and will not take advantage of Yu Zirun in some small way, it is not too much to ask for some information, and the chips he pays are also very high. After all, he does not have much stock in ancient poetry.

"How can she be worthy of me if she doesn't give me some treasure to compensate me?" Huang Feng thought to himself and smiled at Yu Zirun, "To tell you the truth, we went to Yunlu Academy to ask for help from your teacher.

I have no other meaning, I just want to ask, is your teacher easy to talk to, is he willing to help others, what are your usual hobbies, are you the most favored among several direct disciples, and will it be useful if you help me and beg for mercy? "

Yu Zirun was a little confused when asked: "Ah..."

Huang Feng looked considerate: "Is it difficult to answer? Just give it a try."

"No, don't force it." A poem clearly narrowed the distance between the two, Yu Zirun said, "Brother Huang has too many problems, I want to sort them out first.

The teacher is a kind-hearted person. He sends his academy disciples down the mountain every year to teach children in surrounding villages and towns. If there are natural or man-made disasters near the sect, he will also take us there to help.

Brother Huang and His Highness are really in trouble, so just tell the teacher. To be honest, if it's something he can do, he doesn't need my help to plead for mercy. If he can't do it or can't do it, it's useless for us to plead for mercy together. "

"That's it." Huang Feng could tell that Yu Zirun was not trying to deal with him.

In Yu Zirun's heart, his teacher should be a knowledgeable, kind-hearted and principled person.

It's a good thing and a bad thing.

Huang Feng was probably confident in his heart, so he didn't intend to hang on Yu Zirun anymore, so he told him the last two sentences of the poem: "Today's people don't see the ancient moon, but this month used to shine on the ancients."

In fact, there are many more lines in this poem, but let’s just ignore them.

Huang Feng closed the window, and this time he started practicing his breath adjustment seriously. He no longer paid attention to Yu Zirun's expression, which must have been very shocking.

Yu Zirun was indeed shocked. He thought about this poem repeatedly, and wisps of green energy surged from his chest.

Huang Feng, who had just started adjusting his breath, was also alarmed. He looked at Yu Zirun inexplicably, and then he was shocked: "Is it possible that my poem is going to help him break through the realm?"

He broke the situation because he was overthinking it. Not long after, the green energy exuding from Yu Zirun's body gathered in his chest again. He opened his eyes, with a look of surprise on his face that could not be concealed.

Before he left Yunlu Academy, he had just broken through to the Void Realm.

He has read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. He went down the mountain this time just to see the world after reading, and to corroborate the principles and stories in the book with the world to consolidate his realm.

I went out for a trip and the effect was average, but I didn't expect that I got a lot of improvement because of a poem.

"Brother Huang."

"stop!"

Seeing Yu Zirun standing up to salute and say thank you, Huang Feng stopped him: "I really want to thank me. When I get to Yunlu Academy, I will find a way to help."

"I understand." Yu Zirun nodded in agreement.

After adjusting their breath for a night, Huang Feng and his party set out on the road.

Xiao Nuan looked at Huang Feng and Yu Zirun who were walking behind. Seeing that the two were chatting happily, she asked Li Motang in a low voice: "Miss, why did the relationship between Mr. Huang and Mr. Yu become so good overnight? Last night I Mr. Yu doesn’t seem to be such a talkative person.”

Li Motang looked back and was a little confused.

"It's not easy to know. I'll go and ask." Li Yixuan said and was about to move over there, but Li Motang reached out and carried her back.

"Brother Huang, your poetic talent is second to none even in Yunlu Academy." Yu Zirun said sincerely.

If it was a compliment or a boast, Huang Feng would be able to accept it with peace of mind, but to be honest, it was really hard for him to accept it. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned.

"I see that books like your Classics and History are rarely out of my hands." Huang Feng casually started a new topic.

"Yes, my memory is not as good as that of some seniors, so the teacher asked me to read it often." Yu Zirun said, sighing, "But even if I read it often, I can only remember three hundred words without missing a word. book."

Huang Feng just wanted to comfort him, but now he wants to slap him to death!

"By the way, Brother Huang, what books do you like to read?" Yu Zirun asked with interest.

"Me, I like to read stories, or books about evil spirits like this. The former pleases the body and mind, while the latter increases knowledge and is helpful for walking outside."

Huang Feng said, taking out a booklet from the square inch object and handing it to Yu Zirun. According to Li Motang, this booklet was specially compiled by the Demon Collection Department and could not be found anywhere else. I thought that Yu Zirun, an academy student who had never seen him before, could be given to him. Put on an outfit.

Yu Zirun took it curiously, turned a few pages, and his face turned red. He glanced at it a few more times, quickly stretched out his hand, handed the book back, and said in a stagnant tone: "Brother Huang, this is not what you said. What a demonic record.”

"Isn't it?"

Huang Feng took it and took a look, and suddenly remembered that in order to make it easier to read, he had changed the covers of several new books that Qin Ping had given him, and he changed one of them to "The Records of Demons and Evils".

"Ahem, I picked it up by mistake." Huang Feng's face turned red and his heart skipped a beat. He asked curiously, "Doesn't it look good? Do you want to take another look?"

"No... no more." Yu Zirun quickly declined.

They were not far from the three Li Motang people in front of them. Their words aroused Li Yixuan's curiosity, and she turned around and asked, "What book?"

It's okay to tease Yu Zirun, but you can't let Li Yixuan see it.

"Yeah, what book?" Xiao Nuan came over directly, "Didn't it contain records of evil spirits? I got it right."

"I took it by mistake, I took it by mistake!" Huang Feng quickly threw it into the square inch object.

In the end, Li Motang stretched out a hand and grabbed the book: "Let me take a look."

"What are you looking at?" Huang Feng ignored her and didn't let go.

When Yu Zirun saw this, he moved quietly and hid aside. He was not stupid. His intuition told him that the further away the better.

"let go."

"Not loose!"

How could a small tattered book withstand the tug of the two of them? It was torn in half with a snap.

Li Motang took half of the book and glanced at it, just in time to see the fiery description on the bed.

Her chest rose and fell instantly, and the spiritual energy blasted out from her hand, blasting the entire book into a pile of powder and scattering in the wind.

When she turned back to look for Huang Feng, he had disappeared.

Xiaonuan pointed to a black spot on the horizon and reported: "Miss, there is there."