In a dilapidated thatched house of Shiyue Sect, there was a slovenly young man named Shen Feng. He lay on a simple bamboo board, snoring and snoring, and from time to time he heard the sound of chirping.
But then there was a sound of yin and yin and yang and yang coming from outside the house.
"What kind of blind man are you? Why don't you kneel down to greet your uncle who flew here?"
The sloppy boy was awakened from his sleep by these words. He turned over and fell to the ground. He didn't have time to clean the dust on his body, so he ran out in a hurry on his open-toe shoes. Using the inertia of running, he knelt down and wiped out a distance at the same time. He raised his hands high, then lowered them straight down, kneeling on the ground. He was very pious. He performed this continuous movement as if he had done it often.
"Xiaofeng pays homage to my lord. I miss him very much after not seeing him for a few days. When I heard that he was here, I came to pay my respects like a wild horse running wild. I hope my lord won't be offended. I also asked my lord to take a rest in his humble house so that I could come. Do your duty.”
I saw what looked like twenty or thirty people standing outside the door. The leading boy was holding a simple folding fan. His facial features were very delicate and his appearance was similar to that of a woman. His name was Lin Fei.
Lin Fei enjoyed this feeling very much. He glanced at the junior brothers behind him intentionally or unintentionally. After seeing their envious expressions, he felt even more complacent and spoke quietly.
"There's no need to go. The smell in your house is turbid. I feel sick after just one breath. I'm here today to let my junior brother vent his anger. Do you know him?" The young man pointed at a short fat man.
Shen Feng felt it for a moment with his spiritual consciousness, then he trembled with fear and said tremblingly:
"Xiao...Xiaofeng, I know you. I realized my mistake. It turned out to be my master's junior brother. It's Xiaofeng Wuzhu. I didn't recognize him. I should slap him." After saying that, he slapped himself hard with both hands. , for half an hour, there was a snapping sound, until a large amount of blood overflowed from the young man's mouth and nose. The young man raised his finger to signal to stop, closed his eyes and said, "Are you satisfied?"
The short fat man hurriedly walked out of the crowd, nodded his head, and repeated, "Satisfied, satisfied, Senior Brother Fei Shenwu, let's see who dares to touch me in the future. If you mention your size, the other party will probably retreat without a fight."
"Okay, okay, go away if you are satisfied. One look at this blind man makes me want to throw up. From now on, you can just deal with this kind of trash by yourselves."
After saying that, Lin Fei and his group left one after another. From time to time, the junior disciples behind them would turn around and point fingers. Even without listening, they would know that they were also saying sarcastic words.
After the group of people disappeared, and after half an hour, Shen Feng used his spiritual consciousness to feel that no one was there, and then he slowly sat up, rubbed his swollen face, and screamed in a pitiful manner.
Shen Feng was born without pupils and his eyes were always closed. Due to the accidental acquisition by Shen Feng during the robbery of the elixir called Strong God Pill by the elders of the Eclipse Moon Clan, Shen Feng was able to emit his spiritual consciousness without practicing, which just made up for a flaw in his physical eyes.
The clan elder was so angry that he took Shen Feng back to the mountain gate and destroyed his Dantian, intending to make his life worse than death in order to avenge him for swallowing the elixir.
At midnight, Shen Feng was sleeping soundly, but he was woken up by a knock on the door. Shen Feng got up suddenly, slowly moved his consciousness towards the door, and looked out the door, where he saw a strange and bloody face. As soon as it appeared in Shen Feng's consciousness, Shen Feng covered himself with the quilt, huddled on the bed, clasped his hands together, and prayed to the sky and the earth, sweating profusely. About half an hour later, weak words came from outside the door, "My little friend, I will thank you very much for saving me." After saying this, he passed out.
Shen Feng probed out his consciousness again, and this time he saw the whole picture clearly. It turned out that lying outside was a bald boy, dressed in red, covered in blood and with a weak breath. Seeing that the boy had no ill intentions, Shen Feng plucked up the courage and slowly moved to the door, opened the door, squatted down, and slowly carried the boy into the house to prevent unnecessary trouble. Shen Feng spent some time cleaning up the blood stains.
The moment Shen Feng closed the door, a powerful spiritual consciousness came to this place. I don't know what the boy had done, but his spiritual consciousness swept past without finding any trace.
After spending the restless night like this, Shen Feng decided to tell the clan elder about the boy to avoid harming himself. At this time, Shen Feng walked out of the house and walked towards the Clan Lao Hall.
The Clan Lao Hall is located in the center of Shiyue Sect, and its location is very conspicuous, so even if Shen Feng is not familiar with the topography of Shiyue Sect, he can still find it. When meeting disciples on the road, Shen Feng would bend over to carry his luggage, but even so, the disciples in the sect snorted and left with disdain. Shen Feng was used to this kind of situation and didn't think there was anything wrong.
"Look, look, it's Fairy Ziyun" "It's Ai, it's Ai, Fairy Ziyun has come out of seclusion."
Shen Feng followed everyone's eyes and used his spiritual consciousness to explore the past. He saw a girl dressed in purple, with delicate skin, a leisurely expression, and an aura of lightness all over her body. She slowly walked towards her, attracting the attention of all the men, including Shen Feng. Others like Ziyun because of the fairy's outstanding appearance, but Shen Feng is different. He likes Ziyun because she is the only person who has protected him since he was a child.
Shen Feng's thoughts went back to the past. Three years ago, he was bullied by a pockmarked disciple. It was Ziyun who came to the rescue and left a healing pill. The back of Shen Feng who stood in front of him at that time will never be forgotten in his life. He was weak but strong. Leng Ao showed tenderness. The healing elixir Shen Feng has kept until now, spotless. Shen Feng believes that the things used by fairies must be completely consistent with their aura.
Thinking of this, Shen Feng thought that what he did must be in sync with the fairy. Since the fairy could save himself when he was unlucky, he would definitely save someone he didn't know well. Then Shen Feng turned around and left, returning to his shabby thatched house.
"Who is this boy? How could there be a powerful spiritual consciousness to detect it? Am I overthinking it? Otherwise, why didn't their spiritual consciousness detect the boy? But why did the boy's arrival come with his spiritual consciousness? Oops, what a headache. I hope this boy has no background and is just an ordinary person. Anyway, when he wakes up, I will send him away to save you trouble."
Unknowingly, Shen Feng had arrived at the door of his house. As soon as he stepped in, his consciousness locked onto the bed where the boy was meditating. Shen Feng suddenly ran out, covering his head and crying.
"Don't kill me. I saved you. I'm not a bad person. You can go find someone else."
The boy slowly opened his eyes, frowned, and said with vicissitudes of words, "Who are you? What kind of cultivation are you?"
When Shen Feng heard the boy's question, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "Immortal, I...my name is Shen Feng. I am a disciple of Shiyue Sect. My Dantian has been destroyed and I have no cultivation."
