"This is an unexpected surprise. If the toad didn't lie, then it would relieve my worries." Feng Linfu asked himself, facing the threat from Cheng Penghai, he was still a little cautious.
After all, it's just that he is no match for the opponent in a frontal attack. He plays tricks and conspiracies, but the opponent ignores him.
And he didn't know why he was crazy. He went to great lengths to curse him to death, but he didn't directly embarrass him.
All of these made Feng Linwen feel quite unable to cope with it.
There doesn't even seem to be a chance to admit defeat, which is really a trap.
According to Feng Linwen's original prediction, he had no choice but to get a substitute to continue to be the emperor in his place, while he himself transformed into someone else and escaped from sight.
In this way, although it may no longer be possible to absorb dragon energy and condense magical powers, it should still be possible to avoid death.
However...the emergence of the three-legged frog Jinbao provides a whole new possibility.
"Brother Jinbao! It's not that I don't believe you, but the Nine Emperors Pilgrimage Curse is quite powerful. I wonder if you can use your magical power now to let me know how powerful you are?" Feng Linwen asked nicely. .
The three-legged frog was not unhappy. Instead, he agreed as if he had gotten a big deal.
On the contrary, Bai Xiaotian, who had been staying with the three-legged frog, suddenly jumped up from where he was as if a needle pricked his butt, and escaped from the water pavilion in a blink of an eye. He stood in the distance, watching with lingering fear, and looked at Feng Feng. Lin Ming waved as if bidding farewell to a warrior who was about to go to the execution ground.
? ? ?
Feng Linwen had a question mark on his face. Before he could react, he suddenly felt an extremely strong stench blowing towards his face.
This kind of stench is not just a simple rotten stench, but it seems like all kinds of weird odors are mixed together.
It's like all kinds of dark dishes are blended into one pot, making a big stew.
"Braised durian, steamed canned herring, cold stinky tofu with coriander, raw stingray fillets, dry shark brushed with a layer of Limburger cheese, soy sauce mixed with mustard and fish oil..." Inexplicably, Feng Linyi's mind said, There are just these weird 'dishes' that make people feel sick just thinking about them.
Then, finally I couldn't bear it anymore.
Holding the wooden fence of the waterside pavilion, Feng Linmo pointed his mouth at the lake, vomiting rainbows.
A feeling of powerlessness surged from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Cap, and then surged back from his forehead.
It wasn't until the stench gradually dissipated that Feng Linwen suddenly felt that the flow of Qi in his body had accelerated by almost half. The already abundant Qi was now even more surging, full of activity and explosive power.
With a smooth movement, a ray of sword energy flew up and shattered a small floating cloud high in the sky.
"This power has far exceeded the level of ordinary foundation-building monks. It seems that the three-legged frog did not lie. His tone... does have a beneficial effect. However, as a last resort... it is better not to use it." He squeezed out forcefully. With an awkward yet polite smile, Feng Linwen said slowly: "Brother Jinbao! Please...please accept your magical powers."
The three-legged frog seemed a little unsatisfied, but he obeyed and closed his mouth.
As the source of all evil was sealed and the door to hell was blocked again, Feng Linmo finally felt... the beauty of living.
And until the stench was all gone with the wind, Bai Xiaotian returned to the waterside pavilion with a face full of hesitation and hesitation, looking at Feng Linhui with extremely admiring eyes.
Feng Linwen's gaze shifted in shame, not daring to face Bai Xiaotian's admiration.
Only this time...he didn't want to pretend, it was really a shame!
"How's it going? I'm not lying? This magical power of mine is a rare all-round auxiliary magical power. I can achieve most of the buffs on the market with just one breath, and the power is far greater than most of the same type of buffs. Hurry up. ! Don't be polite, just worship me vigorously!" The three-legged frog put one hand on his waist and looked very arrogant.
"I just want to whip you hard right now!" Feng Linwen's heart was filled with surging anger. But she still had to pretend to have a gentle expression on her face, feeling sad...and wanting to cry.
A blunt and awkward change of subject.
Feng Linhuan said seriously: "You two! Although Feng Linhuang knows that this is an unkind request, but at this moment, we are in a foreign land, and we should help each other more. So Feng Linhuang wants to ask the two of you to help me. busy."
The three-legged frog, who had just been arrogant but had not come back to his senses yet, said: "Brother Feng, if you have any questions, just say it, this is just a low-level fairy world, what else can you find that's hard to find? I'll wait for you." ?”
Bai Xiaotian puffed her mouth and looked at the three-legged frog with disgust in her eyes.
This guy became so proud that he probably forgot who he was before. He was teaching Dundun, reminding him to be careful and prudent at every turn.
Feng Linwen took out the Kruba, spread it out in the palm of his hand, and then said to Bai Xiaotian: "I hope you can help me put him in Cheng Penghai's Humble Administrator's Pavilion."
Looking at the eyeball in Feng Linyi's hand, Bai Xiaotian felt a little weak. The three-legged frog was not afraid, but the wild instinct of a spiritual beast made him feel that this eyeball was not that simple.
"Brother, you are going to the enemy's lair to insert wards! The task is difficult!" The three-legged frog seemed to have liberated his nature. Perhaps what came out of his mouth was not only his tone, but also his integrity?
Feng Linwen smiled and said: "The task is not difficult, so why bother you?"
The three-legged frog nodded in agreement, but rolled his eyes, and suddenly said: "Nothing...brother, let's settle the score! Xiaotian and I did this for you. But what's the benefit to us? "
Feng Linwen's words reached his lips and he was suddenly speechless.
I originally thought that after talking so much, we were already friends and could help voluntarily, but I didn't expect that in the end... it was still a transaction?
"I will give you half of the resources I have collected in this world!" Feng Linyi said generously... Anyway, they didn't know how much this half was. In the end, they had to take out a very small part and insist on it. It’s half, but there’s no way it can’t be otherwise!
"Okay! Xiaotian, take out the contract your father gave you. Let's add a little bit and change a few clauses, and then give it to Brother Feng to sign!"
As the three-legged frog said, he turned to Feng Linyi and said, "Brother Feng, do you have any objection to us being Party A?"
At this time, Feng Linwen suddenly had many words stuck in his throat, he couldn't spit them out quickly, but he still couldn't say them out.
In front of his eyes, it seemed as if the faces of Cthulhu and Old Turtle flashed across heaven.
"Haha...hahaha! By the way, I almost forgot. I got a handbook from a senior master. It should be the handbook of Taoist Yunkong, the last Five Cloud Realm monk who appeared in this world. How about I give it to you as a gift?" Feng Linyi asked with a smile.
Anyway, Taoist Yunkong's notes are not specific practice secrets, but just some observations and conjectures about practice, occasionally mixed with some weird mantras and spells. Although it may be very valuable, in reality, it may not be as good as a real cultivation method.
If you can use it to stop the three-legged frog's appetite, then it shouldn't be a loss.
