The "Master" formed by the green smoke looked calm. He looked up and down at the scenery and nodded with satisfaction.
"How long have you been out this time?"
"Master" asked, his voice had an ethereal feeling of calling from afar, which was quite mysterious.
"It's been half a year, Master." Jingfeng said with a smile, looking at Master as if he saw hope.
"Feng'er, is there anything you can't handle when looking for a teacher?"
Jingfeng hesitated for a moment and said with a smile, "I have something to ask Master."
"There are no outsiders here, so there's no harm in speaking up."
"Master" stretched out his hand to reassure Jingfeng, his expression as indifferent as ever.
"Master, I should be at the early stage of the Wild Qi Realm now, but I always feel that my realm has improved too fast?"
Hearing Jingfeng's concerns, "Master" chuckled. He looked at Jingfeng with a pair of clear eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate everything.
"There have been countless people with amazing talent and beauty since ancient times. You were able to reach the realm of wild energy within half a year, but most of it relied on absorbing the spiritual power from the inner elixir of monsters instead of tempering your own spiritual energy. You are still far from being called a genius. It’s interesting, but it’s also very rare.”
"Master" said this without caring too much about Jingfeng's face.
"If you are afraid that your level will be too fast and your realm will be empty, just remember to meditate frequently and let the true energy in your body flow along the sky to enhance your control over the true energy."
Jingfeng bowed his head and said yes, remembering all the words of "Master" in his mind.
"However, you don't have to worry too much. Once you understand the essence and secrets of cultivation, your level will improve very quickly." "Master" said gracefully and elegantly, putting his hands behind his back.
Jingfeng nodded, trying to understand what "Master" said.
"If there is anything else, please tell me, Master."
Jingfeng raised his eyes and looked at "Master", hesitated for a moment, then turned around and lifted up his shirt, showing his back in front of "Master". A black palm print was clearly visible on the back of his heart.
"Master, I got into trouble when I was in Beikai City. My back was injured by a strong person from the Tiantong realm. Now I have hidden injuries. I'm afraid it will affect my future practice."
Jingfeng gritted his teeth and said with a livid face.
"Master" remained silent for a while, which was rare, and said: "This injury was indeed caused by a strong man with a higher cultivation level than you who penetrated your body with his domineering Qi. I can eliminate it for you. But don't expect Master to stand up for you. You have to solve your own troubles by yourself, Master cannot always protect you from wind and rain, do you understand?"
Jing Feng carefully tried to figure out what "Master" meant, then nodded and said, "Yes, Feng'er understands."
Looking at Jingfeng, "Master"'s eyes seemed to have some warmth, and he said softly: "Feng'er, come closer to me, Master, and I will remove the hidden wounds on your back."
Hearing this, Jingfeng took two steps back, and then felt a cool touch on his back. The soft green smoke penetrated into Jingfeng's skin, soothing the muscles and bones that were pressed to purple and black bruises. , the comfortable scenery almost made me scream.
While "Master" was healing his wounds, Jingfeng asked: "Master, is it true that only Qianshan Snow Lotus can save the poison in Lian'er's body, and the Great Returning Yang Pill in my hand can't save it, too?"
"Master"'s slender fingers stopped for a moment, and then quickly continued to wander, "You don't have to look at how long it's been here. If it weren't for Na Nizi's special physique and the ability to hang her life with her true energy, it would have been impossible for an ordinary person." ”
Jingfeng was a little anxious and asked hurriedly: "Master, what is Lian'er's constitution?"
"Your current cultivation level is not enough, and it is useless to know it, but it is true that only Qianshan Snow Lotus can save her. As for the Great Returning Yang Pill, it is also a good treasure, so you can keep it for yourself."
In less than a cup of tea, the original dull pain had completely disappeared, and there was no trace of the palm prints. Jingfeng suddenly felt comfortable all over, and his veins were unblocked.
"I feel much better, thank you Master." Jingfeng exhaled a breath of relief and said.
"Why are you so polite to your master?"
"Master" waved his hands and said, as if what he just did was just a trivial thing worth mentioning.
"Feng'er, my teacher has something to remind you. You must be careful when you go out for training. Some people may be unfavorable to you."
"Master, are you saying that the Li family in Beikaicheng... was the one who injured me?" Jingfeng was a little confused.
"No, he should be a guy who is hard to guard against. I can't say exactly who he is as a teacher. In short, you must be careful!"
Hearing "Master" being so solemn, Jingfeng suddenly thought of something and was hesitant to speak.
"Master" seemed to be aware of it and asked: "What, is there something difficult for you to tell?"
"No, Master, I..." Jingfeng scratched his head, but decided to tell everything.
"Master, have you ever heard of the Demon Cult?"
"Eastern Wasteland Demon Sect, I heard something, what's wrong?"
Jingfeng pondered for a moment and then continued to ask: "The Demon Sect has a magic weapon called the 'Heart-Eating Soul-Seizing Bell'. I wonder how much Master knows about it?"
"Master" looked a little moved, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little confused.
"It seems to be an evil weapon that can control others. It is said that this magical weapon also has strange features. It is said that it can evoke the deepest evil thoughts in people's hearts."
Jingfeng nodded slightly, thinking that Master indeed knew this, but he really didn't know how to say the next words.
"Is there anything you can't say?"
"Master" said in a relaxed tone, and his brows had relaxed at some point before returning to an indifferent expression.
"Master, do you know about...the demon species?"
As soon as the word "devil" came out of his mouth, Jingfeng clearly felt that "Master" was a lot more alert.
"Master" frowned, as if he thought of something, and put his hand on Jingfeng's heart, and then his eyes gradually turned cold.
"Master..." Jingfeng was startled. Master's reaction made him feel a little abnormal.
"Feng'er, tell me everything you experienced in Beikaicheng."
"Master" stared at Jingfeng and said solemnly.
Jingfeng knew in his heart that the master would definitely not harm him, so he told him his previous experience in detail.
"I once left a mark on you, which enabled you to think clearly and stay rational. Now that the mark is gone, you have been given a demon seed again..."
"Master" sighed slightly, "Despite everything, I didn't expect that I still couldn't prevent their conspiracy."
Jingfeng was confused after hearing this, and couldn't help but ask: "Master, you have been talking about it for a long time, what exactly is a demon seed?"
"It is a very special mark, like a seed, which nourishes itself by absorbing these negative emotions in people. Anger, jealousy, and revenge are all excellent nutrients for it, and then gradually devours people's emotions. Reason ultimately leads people to fall into the devil’s path.”
Jingfeng took a deep breath, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
"Master" looked away from Jingfeng and drifted into the distance.
"Moreover, as the demon species continues to grow, a kind of demonic energy will be produced. Although it is invisible and intangible, practitioners can sense it, and it is particularly obvious, and it may even cause greater trouble."
Jingfeng was shocked and panicked, so he asked: "Master, what should I do? Is there any way to eliminate this demon?"
"Master" remained silent for a long time, then shook his head slightly.
"Any cultivator has inner demons. Demonic seeds only amplify the evil consequences of inner demons. Currently, there is no way to eliminate them but to suppress them."
It’s over, even Master said there was nothing we could do, this thing wouldn’t really stay with me forever, would it?
Jingfeng suddenly felt a chill in his heart, frowned and said nothing, and his face looked a little gloomy.
"My master will be back in a while. You just stay at home these days and don't go anywhere. You must wait until I come back before making any plans."
"Also, in the future, you must concentrate on your cultivation and restrain the occurrence of negative emotions. Remember!"
Hearing that Master was coming back, Jingfeng felt that he was saved again and said happily: "Yes, Master."
It was already dusk when we left the wooden house, and all the birds were returning to the forest. Along the way, he saw sporadic monks stepping on flying swords or magic weapons, which surprised Jingfeng.
Back in the village, Jingfeng saw many strange faces, wearing armor and carrying swords, most of them dressed as monks.
Why are there so many practitioners in the village?
Jingfeng thought to himself, not knowing why, so he approached a neighbor and asked.
"Auntie, I didn't notice before. Why are there so many cultivators in the village?"
"Oh, I heard that the mountain owner of Daxian Mountain died recently, and many things in the mountain are ownerless. These cultivators are here to hunt for treasures."
"I see."
"There are practitioners settling in the nearby mountain villages. Even though they are young, they are very generous and easy to deceive!"
The aunt said with a smile, Jingfeng laughed with her for a while, and then left.
While walking on the simple and familiar streets, Jingfeng kept thinking of what Master said.
Devil, why did I fall for it?
Jingfeng was a little annoyed. Every time he thought about the demon species, he was upset. He shook his head, trying to wake himself up, and before he knew it, he came to a lake behind the village.
Ever since he was a child, Jingfeng would come here when he was in a bad mood, and it is the same now. He skillfully picked up a stone from the ground, blinked his eyes, and flicked his wrist. The stone was carried by the strong wind, causing ripples on the water.
Feeling lifeless, Jingfeng sat by the lake. Looking at the dim afterglow on the horizon, Jingfeng suddenly felt as if he had lost his direction.
Just when Jingfeng was melancholy, a place on the lake seemed to be boiling, with large bubbles rising. Then a huge blue crab surfaced and swam towards Jingfeng.
The blue crab was more than ten feet long, and its two claws were shaped like millstones. It was so big that it was scary. However, Jingfeng only glanced at it lightly, without the slightest hint of timidity in his eyes.
This ferocious beast seemed to have been cultivated into a spirit and began to possess spiritual wisdom. Later, it voluntarily stayed in Liangxiang Village to accept the worship of the villagers and became a sacrificial spirit. The children in the village have been bathing in the lake in their childhood, and they are no strangers to this sacrificial spirit.
"Lord Sacrifice to Spirits."
The green crab crawled sideways to Jingfeng's side, blowing bubbles "gulu" in its mouth, as if to express something.
"What do you want to say to me?"
Jingfeng thought the green crab looked particularly funny at this time and asked with a smile.
Unexpectedly, the green crab raised its claws, and the huge claws pulled at Jingfeng's collar for a while, and then retracted.
Jing Feng raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised. He reached into his arms and took out an ancient hosta.
