Coming down from Xingkui Peak, Pei Feng stopped and looked back for a long time. Walking outside the small bamboo forest, he saw the frail figure from a distance.
"Sister."
Han Mengjie said: "Have you guessed that I am waiting for you here?"
Pei Feng smiled lightly, "Master said a lot to me, so I came out of Master's garden."
"Did master tell you that I am joining the Xingkui Thirteen Swordsmen?"
"Ah, really?"
Han Mengjie nodded slightly, "Master said that my intention is the most consistent with the Xingluo Sword Formation. It's just that my cultivation level is too low. If I want to cooperate tacitly with several first-generation senior sisters in the future, I need to practice hard."
"Congratulations, senior sister." After Pei Feng said this, he took out many bottles and jars from the storage bag and stuffed them all into Han Mengjie's hands. "Senior Sister, these elixirs can help you quickly improve your cultivation. I secretly refined these in the Medicine Valley."
Han Mengjie smiled and accepted it all without being polite to him. “It’s great to have people of your own in Medicine Valley!”
After a pause, Pei Feng said: "Senior sister, martial arts is actually an independent system. Superb martial arts can completely make up for the lack of cultivation."
"Master said so too. Huh? You dare to teach me how to do things with your three-legged cat martial arts skills?"
Pei Feng said: "I just met one person, and his cultivation level is also at the Golden Core stage. But with his superb martial arts, he can definitely overwhelm the Soul Realm monks." Pei Feng said this, firstly, to remind Han Mengjie, The second is to test her tone.
As expected, Han Mengjie's eyes changed, "Don't ever talk about him to others again."
Pei Feng knew it in his heart and thought to himself: "Senior Sister Xiao's mouth is leaky."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and Pei Feng said: "Senior sister, let's go in and sit down."
It wasn't until the sun was high that Pei Feng and Han Mengjie parted ways in the small bamboo forest. This time the two had a great conversation. They all avoided those heavy topics. Not a word was said about the future. They just reminisce about the past, bit by bit, with deep affection.
In the medicine valley, Qian Mo was extremely busy. He completely lost the demeanor of a cultivator, and looked more like a farmer busy in the farmland. He rolled up his trouser legs and carefully planted the spiritual herbs one by one.
Pei Feng also joined in. The old man and the young man planted a piece of snow ginseng in one breath under the scorching sun before resting.
Beside the field, the master and the apprentice sat down, and Pei Feng poured hot tea for Qian Mo.
"Master, guess what magical weapon Master Jingxin gave me?"
"You kid still want to trap my treasure? I've given you the six-turn dragon furnace, and you're still not satisfied!"
Pei Feng said: "No, I'm just showing off."
Gan Mo thought for a moment, "That girl Jingxin is a sword fanatic, so the thing she gave you must be some kind of sword in the sword tomb. In the eyes of my teacher, those things are just scraps of copper and iron. How can they be compared with my teacher Panlong?" Compared to the stove!"
Pei Feng laughed and said, "Is the real sword also made of broken metal?"
"Of course the True Martial Sword is a treasure, but I won't give it to you." When Qian Mo said this, his expression suddenly froze, "Then the girl won't really give the True Martial Sword to you, right?"
Pei Feng had an extra sword in his hand and showed it off in front of Qian Mo.
Qian Mo just stretched out his hand. Pei Feng immediately put the Zhenwu sword into his storage bag. "mine."
Qian Mo cursed, but his eyes moved very quickly. "Is that girl crazy? She even gives away the real martial arts sword?"
Pei Feng smiled and leaned forward again. "Master, when will you go down the mountain to find me?"
"It's only a matter of time before I go down the mountain, but where will you and my master and apprentice go after that? Do you want me, an old man, to wander with you?"
"Small question. I will reorganize my sect soon after I come down from the mountain. After everything is ready, how about my disciple sending someone to Maya Mountain to pick you up?"
Qianmo laughed loudly. "Hahaha, your sect? Do you think you can build a sect by dragging a few cowherd boys here and there? The foundation of a sect is learned over time."
"Master, I have a team."
"Okay, okay, okay, even if you have a team, what about the Cave Heaven Paradise? Are you going to let me, a holy soul alchemist, go to a place where no one shits to perform my alchemy skills?"
"I have already made arrangements." Pei Feng was confident. "The place I plan to go to must have a lot of magical herbs and medicines. Most monks dare not set foot in it. My cave heaven and paradise will definitely satisfy you."
"If there was such a place, it would have been occupied by a group of monks and established a sect. Will it be left to you?"
Qian Mo's words touched Pei Feng's pain point. He paused and said, "I will find a way."
"Don't play yourself to death. There is a huge price to pay for grabbing territory."
"I know it well."
Qian Mo glanced disdainfully, "What do you think? I advise you to draw a clear line between you and that demon clan Zifeng."
Pei Feng was startled.
"How can you hide your tricks from Xianyun's eyes? There is a secret relationship between Zifeng and you, right? Feng'er, he is a demon after all. No matter how much kindness he has to you, you should Understand this."
Pei Feng said nothing.
Qian Mo continued: "Dao Zun originally wanted to keep you in Wuji Sect."
"The master wants to imprison me?"
"It's not imprisonment. You saved Feng Lan, and the Wuji Sect can't repay you with kindness. It's just that the Demon Sect saw what you did at Blue Rock Peak. Dao Zun wanted to protect you."
"However, you have your own way. There is an immortal behind you to lay out the plan for you, and Wuji Sect doesn't bother to worry about it. When you went up the mountain, Ye Canghai deliberately left a seal in your body, and Xianyun didn't want to cause that big trouble. .Besides, I want you to come down the mountain. You have a lot to do. This is not your stage."
"Thank you, Master."
Qian Mo took a sip of tea. He said in a deep voice: "Do you know why Xianyun didn't delve into your secrets?"
"Because of the immortal?"
"Monks all over the world naturally respect the Immortal. But after all, the Immortal will never leave the Immortal Valley. They don't ask, but it's actually because of Feng Lan."
"Senior Feng Lan?" Pei Feng suddenly realized that he had saved Feng Lan, and it made sense for Feng Lan to do this for him.
Qian Mo knew what Pei Feng was thinking. He shook his head slightly and said, "He is not here to repay the favor. If I guessed correctly, he should have seen through your secrets."
Pei Feng's body froze again.
"Before going down the mountain, you should go to Blue Rock Peak. He must have something to say to you."
"It's Master."
"Dao Zun Xianyun also has something to say to you."
Pei Feng was ashamed. Before leaving, I still have to visit each family.
Qian Mo smiled and said, "Maybe they all have good things for you."
Pei Feng's eyes lit up.
"You kid, you lose your soul as soon as you hear the treasure!"
"Master, I want to start a sect when I come down from the mountain. If I don't get some treasures, my sect will be too shabby."
Qian Mo smiled and said: "So you want to get me, a holy soul alchemist, to make alchemy for your little sect? You have a good plan!"
Pei Feng smiled sarcastically.
"Go. Don't come to pick me up until you find the Cave Heaven Paradise. I don't want to live a hard life with you, as my master."
"It's Master. It won't be long!"
