After leaving the village chief's residence, Jingfeng noticed a hint of sadness brewing between Ouyang Lian's brows. His heart suddenly tightened and he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, how is Lian'er doing?"
Turning his head, Ouyang Lian glanced thoughtfully in the direction he came out, but hesitated to speak.
"Uncle..."
Seeing Jingfeng's anxious look, Ouyang Lian moved his lips, lowered his head as if determined, and said quietly: "It's not good, the inhibitory effect of zhenqi on toxins is getting weaker and weaker, but fortunately Nanizi has taken it. The snake courage of Lord Daxian Mountain can still last for a while."
Hearing this, Jingfeng's thoughts wandered, and he recalled the remains of a long snake that he and Ouyang Lian had discovered in a cave on the top of Daxian Mountain. Such a powerful mountain lord, even Ouyang Lian had to put in a lot of effort to deal with it. He was decapitated and ended up with his head missing.
"Uncle, are you talking about the gallbladder of the long snake?"
Jing Feng had the impression that he and Ouyang Lian did not touch Chang She's body that day.
"The village chief's wife told me. I still remember that the snake's body had indeed been cut open that day. There was no trace of life. It's just that the master killed it and took the snake's gall and gave it to the girl. I don't know. .”
Ouyang Lian explained to Jingfeng.
"Could it be the village chief who did it?"
"It's not like that." Ouyang Lian shook his head in denial.
"Not to mention whether the village chief has concealed his cultivation, but the wounds on the long snake's body must have been caused by a highly skilled swordsman. He has neither a sword at home nor a sword intention on his body. I'm afraid There is someone else."
While Ouyang Lian was analyzing clearly and logically, Ouyang Lian suddenly had an idea in his mind and thought of the female monk he met in Beikai City.
It just so happened that the one who cultivated swords was also extremely powerful and highly skilled in nature.
It can't be the same person. Is there such a coincidence in the world?
Ouyang Lian lowered his head and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, the voice of Jingfeng attracted his attention.
"Hmm...that makes sense."
Noticing Ouyang Lian staring at him, Jingfeng smiled awkwardly and said, "What's wrong, uncle?"
Ouyang Lian didn't say anything, just thinking to himself.
The female swordsman seemed to have come just for the scenery, and her voice seemed inexplicably familiar to me as I had heard it somewhere.
With this thought in his mind, a figure enlarged in Ouyang Lian's mind and gradually merged with the image of Jingfeng in his pupils.
Ouyang Lian's eyes widened in disbelief, which shocked Jingfeng.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
"Ah? No, it's okay." Ouyang Lian came back to his senses and looked at Jingfeng with a little more surprise.
"You've been away from home for so long, it's time to go back and see your mother." Patting Jingfeng's shoulder, Ouyang Lian forced a kind smile on his face.
"You can't put off the matter of the village chief's daughter for too long. You might as well go to Tian Prison Ridge to try your luck. Of course, you have to ask your mother for her opinion after you go back. After all, the risk is not small."
"I understand, kid. Thank you for taking care of me on the way."
Before parting, Jingfeng solemnly clasped his fists towards Ouyang Lian and sincerely thanked him.
"Okay, you don't have to see me anymore, let's go." Ouyang Lian said with a hearty smile, waved his hand and left.
After the two parted ways, Jingfeng hurried back home. He had been away from home for quite some time. He was lying if he said he didn't miss his mother. He was looking forward to his mother's reaction when she saw him.
"Mom! I'm back!" Seeing that the shop in his front yard was not open, Jingfeng stepped on the wall, his body was light, and he turned into the courtyard in a few steps.
By chance, Jing Jieying walked into the kitchen carrying a bamboo basket. Their eyes met, and the latter was obviously stunned.
"Hey, you're finally back?" Looking up and down at the scenery, looking dusty, Jing Jieying could hardly hide the joy in her beautiful eyes, but said angrily: "Why don't you go through the front door? I thought I was at home. There’s been a thief.”
"Hehe." Jingfeng scratched his head in embarrassment, moved his lips, and walked to Jing Jieying's side.
"Mom, I miss you, kid," Jing Feng, who was holding Jing Jieying's arm, said coquettishly, but received a blank stare.
"Come on, I don't know you yet."
However, those smart eyes were shining brightly and the red lips were slightly raised, showing no sign of disdain.
Seeing that Jing Feng refused to leave, Jing Jieying pretended to rush: "Go, go, don't delay my work."
Jing Feng pursed his lips, and then noticed Jing Jieying's clean and tidy appearance, and the tip of his nose felt sore.
He knew that his mother was naturally beautiful and a person who loved beauty. She couldn't put down her collection of gauze skirts, palace clothes and other robes, but she occasionally wore them out. When she needed to work on weekdays, she always dressed like this in a cotton and linen gown. This family is thriving because of Jing Jieying's hard work.
Thinking of this, Jingfeng reached for the bamboo basket in Jing Jieying's hand.
"Mom, you go and rest for a while, I'll help you."
Unexpectedly, Jing Jieying leaned away and rejected Jingfeng.
Her willow eyebrows were as curved as the moon, and she said with a smile from the corners of her eyes: "You are so frivolous in your work, I don't trust you if I leave it to you. I happen to have guests at home, so you can entertain them for me."
"Who is it?" Jingfeng was stunned.
"Won't you know when you go?" After saying that, Jing Jieying's graceful figure swayed and left the place.
With confusion, Jingfeng stepped into his house, and the long-lost familiarity made him feel better.
Suddenly, a figure with disheveled white hair came into Jingfeng's eyes, making his mind tremble.
"Master...Master?" He shouted tentatively, and the figure turned around and nodded to Jingfeng.
Jing Feng's mind moved, and he immediately became happy. That young man with a handsome face like a knife and an axe, and the appearance of a young man in dark green clothes, who else could he be if he wasn't Master Jing Feng?
"Sit." The deep and cold voice did not stir up any waves. Just like the owner of the voice, he was calm and calm, sitting calmly.
Forced by the master's majesty, Jingfeng sat next to him obediently, not daring to make any mistakes.
It suddenly occurred to him that when he came back last time, his master had specifically told him to wait for him to come back, but Jingfeng still rushed to Beikai City alone, and couldn't help but lower his head with a guilty conscience.
"What? Don't you dare to raise your head if you do something wrong?"
The master's rare ridicule made Jingfeng feel happy, and he quickly bared his teeth and said, "No way, my disciple didn't cause trouble for you outside."
The master's eyes never left the table, he picked up a cup of tea and took a gentle blow.
In the mist, Jingfeng suddenly became nervous again when he saw his master taking a sip.
"You dare to face several Tiantong realm warriors single-handedly, and there are thousands of soldiers waiting to take your head. I really don't know whether to call you brave or bold."
"I... was in a hurry to save people, so I didn't think too much about it." Jingfeng whispered back after hearing the master's voice gradually getting deeper.
"Others are kind to you, so there is nothing wrong with you going back to save people out of affection. It's just that you are still young and not sophisticated enough, so you have misled others."
When he said this, Jingfeng noticed that the master turned his face and looked directly at him: "Someone is trying to awaken the devil in you. If you don't control it, you will be in trouble in the future."
Jingfeng looked sad: "I understand, Master."
"The demon seed is a kind of cause and effect, but someone has taken on this part of the cause and effect for you." As he said that, the master glanced to the side with a pair of peach blossom eyes.
"Who is it?" Jingfeng asked curiously.
But the master did not say it clearly, but let it slip: "Telling you now will only increase your troubles. You will know it later."
Jingfeng curled his lips helplessly. His master always played riddles, which made him curious.
This reaction naturally fell into the eyes of the man. He put down the tea cup and said: "Master will help you deal with the matter of the demon species. You only need to concentrate on your practice and do your own thing with peace of mind. If you encounter confusion and bottlenecks in your practice, still Find me at the cabin.”
Jingfeng nodded wordlessly, but his heart was already filled with warmth and he was quite moved.
Children of the same age were accompanied by their parents when they were young. Although Jingfeng did not have a father, over the years, his master almost played the role of a father, and his mother, Jing Jieying, gave him no less love than other children.
"By the way, Master..." Jingfeng thought about it and wanted to seek the opinions of his elders about going to Tianqiu Ridge, so he said: "The village chief's daughter and I are childhood sweethearts. I want to go to Tianqiu Ridge to pick thousand-year-old snow lotus to save She, do you think I can go with my current strength?"
The other party thought for a while and said: "It's natural to do it. Cultivation is a long road of climbing. It would be best if you can bring a helper."
"Help?" After running through the people he knew in his mind, Jingfeng's first thought was Bian Yue. Other than that, there was almost no one whose strength matched his own.
"Master, I think that the Mountain Master of the Lion Demon Mountain might be a good choice." The man looked at the scenery with a vague look of amusement in the corners of his eyes.
Jingfeng couldn't help being shocked: "Master, are you kidding me? That's the mountain owner!"
Jingfeng had also heard about the creature that occupied the Lion Demon Mountain and became its king. It was rumored that he was violent and perverse, his strength was unfathomable, and his reputation was much more prominent than that of the long snake.
"It is at least equivalent to the existence of Tiantong Realm, and I am only in the Forbidden Qi Realm. It would be too much to subdue it..." As he spoke, Jingfeng looked at the master's reaction. He knew that the master would not let him do it for no reason. Do something uncertain.
"The lion demon was injured by Master Wei, and its strength should have dropped a lot. You are enough to deal with it now."
The understated words fell into Jing Feng's ears, but they were completely shocking. Under Jing Feng's admiring eyes, the man spoke again: "Time is running out, and my teacher may not always be by your side in the future. There are some things that should be given in advance." is you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man stretched out his slender fingers and touched Jingfeng's eyebrows.
In an instant, a majestic energy surged into Jingfeng's mind like a torrent, but he did not feel the slightest swelling or pain. It must have been Master's excellent control.
After removing his fingers, Jingfeng only felt energetic, but other than that, he didn't notice any difference.
"Master, what happened? I don't feel any change." Jingfeng asked, touching his body.
A smile appeared in the man's bright eyes, and he held the bronze mirror on the table in front of Jingfeng.
Jingfeng saw at a glance that there were three blue lines on his forehead, which looked quite mysterious when paired with his handsome face.
"My master has left three restrictions in your body. You only need to point your true energy to the sky and silently recite 'God's Punishment Blue Thunder' to unlock the restrictions and activate the brilliant power of heaven and the thunder of the nine heavens to help you destroy the enemy. People, but remember, you can only use it three times, don’t waste it.”
Hearing this, Jingfeng's eyes shone, and he almost bowed to his master's worship. Of course, he also understood his master's good intentions. Such a powerful killing move was limited to three times in order not to affect his normal cultivation.
"Thank you Master!"
