"Whoever writes a diary is a serious person, haha."
Chu Feng put the diary back into the ring.
Just as he was about to practice the ultimate freedom skill, Ling Mingzi came back, and with him was Taoist Kuhan.
"Little friend Chu, make a cup of tea quickly." Ku Han spoke in a very easy-going manner, as if he had known Chu Feng for a long time.
Chu Feng didn't suggest it either. The bitter cold was quite to his liking. It was just a cup of tea, so he boiled water.
"Little friend Chu, let me tell you, I have reached an agreement with the sect leader, and we will be neighbors from now on."
Taoist Kuhan's cave must be built not far from Chufeng's cave, because it is higher up than Guhe's cave.
The spiritual energy at higher places is more intense. Although the extra space can be used for construction, in order to show respect for Gu He, Taoist Kuhan built it lower than the height of Gu He Cave Mansion, a little lower... That is Chu This is the peak section of Fengdong Mansion.
"Okay, senior Kuhan can come to my place to drink tea when you are free from now on, and I will occasionally go to your place to take some pills." Chu Feng nodded.
How many cups of tea will you drink, and you will take my elixir? !
Taoist Kuhan was speechless. How could there be such a shameless person in this world?
He is also a person who understands tea. In fact, Chu Feng’s tea can only be said to be average!
And what he said last time was to get the spiritual tea that he had collected for a long time. In fact, he knew that the two kinds of tea were the same.
Taoist Kuhan has been drinking tea for many years, and you can tell the taste without even having to drink it! It's just hard to say it.
"Haha, of course you are welcome, little friend Chu Feng. It will be built in a while." Kuhan said with a smile.
While talking, Taoist Ku Han looked around Chu Feng's house and found that this minimalist style seemed quite good. He thought that he should also incorporate this style into the construction of his own cave.
By the way, he thought about hanging a calligraphy treasure in the cave, which said, "The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."
In this case, everyone will know the meaning of his bitter cold name in the future.
While drinking tea and thinking, Taoist Ku Han raised his head and saw Chu Feng's calligraphy treasure.
"Suppress all enemies of the family?"
The seven large splash-ink characters are vigorous and powerful and penetrate through the back of the paper. They are written in a majestic and majestic way.
Taoist Ku Han is a master of calligraphy, so he can see the gold content of this calligraphy treasure. It can be said to be the work of a great Confucian, so there is no need to write poorly.
Could it be that Gu He wrote this calligraphy? I didn't expect that Gu He also had some Confucian character, so I thought I would need to get to know him a bit when he came back.
But suppressing all enemies in the world is a bit too arrogant, right?
"Little friend Chu, I didn't expect that the ancient peak master also had great achievements in calligraphy." Taoist Kuhan said with a smile.
Chu Feng was stunned for a moment and said casually: "I've seen him write before, so he can still read it."
"No, is this just acceptable?" Taoist Ku Han pointed at the calligraphy treasure on the high wall, and Ling Mingzi looked up.
"Oh? Is this what I wrote from my heart?" Chu Feng said lightly.
"What! Did you do this?" Kuhan was filled with shock. It was incredible to have such calligraphy attainments at such a young age.
Taoist Ku Han gave Chu Feng a thumbs up.
It is normal for young people to be arrogant, and it is understandable to write about suppressing all enemies in the world.
Who has never been young? in those days……
This calligraphy treasure seemed to have a will, and Taoist Kuhan looked into it with his spiritual thoughts.
The result was just like Gu He's original result.
When the divine thoughts enter the words. An uninhibited and unyielding ambition to reach the sky is rolling towards us like a nine-day golden wheel emitting light.
This is not arrogance, but real faith!
Taoist Kuhan looked at Chu Feng and remained silent for a long time.
Geniuses often exist, but few have firm beliefs. Although most geniuses have achieved something, they are just like that, proud and complacent.
But people with faith often overcome difficulties and go up all the way. There are few such people, but most of them stand on high ground in the end.
"Little friend Chu, can you let me do some calculations for you?"
Taoist Kuhan wanted to see Chu Feng's luck.
Chu Feng nodded, it didn't matter to him.
Taoist Kuhan took out his magic weapon, a small black turtle shell, and a few unknown coins that were eroded by time and rusted. He jumped while walking, as funny as a mortal dancing master, with the little turtle in his hand. The shell kept shaking with an unknown coin in its mouth.
"The great traces can be found, and the secrets of heaven can be explored! Ah!!! Drink!"
With a loud shout, the coins in the turtle shell were thrown into the air and Taoist Kuhan looked at Chu Feng with a golden light in his eyes.
Chu Feng's destiny appeared in the eyes of Taoist Kuhan.
It is said to be a long river of luck... but Chu Feng's long river of luck is nothing more than a small stream.
His luck is average, even worse than that of some geniuses from small aristocratic families.
Taoist Kuhan shook his head. He could see that Chu Feng had ordinary miscellaneous spiritual roots, had poor luck, and would have limited future achievements.
When he was disappointed, when he was about to withdraw from the river of luck, he saw a shocking scene.
Countless water of luck gathers from all directions and merges into the small streams of Chu Feng's luck. The small streams turn into small rivers, the small rivers turn into big rivers, and the big rivers turn into big rivers...
Before everything in front of him finally turned into darkness, Heaven blocked Kuhan's prying eyes.
Kuhan has only seen this kind of situation in his life. He was very curious about Chu Feng's future.
"The secrets of heaven can be explored, and the future can also be seen! Ah... drink! Show it to me!" Taoist Kuhan used another secret technique to spy on time and the future.
After being dazzled for a while, he vaguely saw the back of a man in white wearing silver armor. He stood in the void holding a silver gun. In front of him were countless huge three-eyed black-skinned monsters...
"Boom!"
There was a soul-shaking thunder in the void! It was so fast that it wanted to wipe out his soul.
"Is that you, old man Meihua?"
The thunder was rolling, and the force of oppression had made Taoist Kuhan unable to see clearly what was happening in front of him. He only heard a voice, and a big hand held the thunder for him.
"Help me tell him to protect Zhou..."
Taoist Kuhan could only focus on trying his best to escape from this long river of time, and did not hear the last words clearly.
His mind returned to his body, Taoist Kuhan sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, and the small turtle shell in his hand shattered.
He quickly took out a golden elixir and drank it. He covered his heart and sat on the stool, breathing heavily.
"I just vaguely saw that one corner was about to be strangled by heaven!" Taoist Kuhan looked at Chu Feng standing aside with a look of horror.
The one wearing silver armor holding a spear and facing the three-eyed monster must be Chu Feng's future. Unexpectedly, he would reach this point in the future.
He could actually feel his current self in the future, and the terrifying thunder was actually blocked by his hand...
"He told me..." Taoist Kuhan was about to speak, but before he could say anything, there was a thunderous sound.
Ling Mingzi hurriedly supported Taoist Kuhan and said repeatedly: "Master, don't say it, don't say it!"
Taoist Kuhan nodded. He planned not to talk about it yet, but there was one thing he had to say.
"Don't call me Old Man Meihua from now on. Remember, my name is Taoist Kuhan!"
After saying this, Taoist Kuhan fainted.
