Cultivation card draw NPC

At dusk, they returned to the treehouses in Wanshenglin. Jiang Qinfeng was injured by the celestial phenomenon and planned to go back to his room to recuperate. Xie Lingtan left without knowing what to do with the celestial phenomenon sword.

Yan Yiyun doesn't live in the tree house, she has a place to live alone, and runs back to work as a giant panda breeder.

Jiang Qinfeng recalled what he saw and heard in the trapped dragon prison, and he couldn't help asking a question before parting.

"Me? I grew up with Aunt Qingruo and lived in a hut near Wanbinglin. I thought I had no father or mother, but suddenly Lin Zhongqing came out and told me what my father's name is Yan Beishan?"

Jiang Qinfeng: "Have you had a hard time? Sister Yan."

Yan Yiyun, who is a girl with a male face, smiled indifferently: "What are you talking about, Aunt Ruo is very rich."

After parting, Jiang Qinfeng specifically went to check on Xia Jiang Youlin's physical condition, but he hadn't woken up yet, but there was no cure for the dragon's breath.

It was strange to say that Ah You, who was clearly in a nightmare, would usually be attacked by him whoever got close, but as soon as Jiang Qinfeng put his hand on his forehead, he was immediately caught, so tightly that he almost couldn't walk away.

Hearing from the personal attendant, Master Jiang has been calling his younger brother's name in his dreams. He is pitiful and sad, and he doesn't know what he dreamed about. It makes people feel distressed.

"This is Qingxin Pill. I just fed him a pill. If you don't wake up at night, you can try again." Jiang Qinfeng ordered before leaving.

The attendant remembered that Lord Jiang had been obedient to the second young master in front of him just now, rolled his eyes, and said with a bitter face: "I want to serve the young master, but every time I get close, I will always be beaten by him, otherwise the young master will stay close to me." Make me a talisman? Can this also make Lord Hou recover faster?"

His face was really red and swollen.

Perhaps because he felt that what he said was really unbelievable, the attendant really tried to touch Jiang Youlin who was sleeping, but there was still a long distance away from his beautiful face, when a burst of spiritual light bounced from his heart to the ground.

And this kind of thing.

Jiang Qinfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he took off the hairband on his head, and added a warning spell, so that if there was an emergency, he would know it very quickly to prevent accidents.

This hairband was bought by Xie Lingtan as a gift for the queen, it was embroidered with butterflies and flowers, and it was stained with the ice and snow breath on his body.

Although he doesn't quite believe that there will be such a thing.

The attendant tied the hair tie around his wrist and gently wiped his sweaty forehead.

"Xiaofeng... Xiaofeng..."

He murmured in pain and pleasure.

Like a poor miserable butterfly caught in the center of an immoral and pleasant spider web, struggling desperately, but getting more and more tightly twisted.

Inexplicably, Jiang Qinfeng felt a little ashamed.

He said embarrassingly: "I'll go first, if he wakes up, remember to tell me."

Jiang Qinfeng hadn't left very far, and those servants thought that the Lord had left, and they couldn't hear him.

Sasao's subordinates sighed: "It is said that Mr. Xuehun is gentle and elegant, with a very good temper. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true!"

"Don't say it, the relationship between brothers is also earth-shattering. Seeing Master Jiang like this, I almost thought..."

"Shhh, is this something you can discuss? Hurry up and work!"

Jiang Qinfeng returned to the bedroom, no matter what, he still felt very hot and stuffy, and he was restless, so he lifted layers of gauze curtains, lay down on the bamboo floor, and thought about finding a book to read, to calm down, or to hypnotize, but nothing came to fruition But he took out a few strange books from the sachet.

""Longyang Treasure Mirror", "Appreciation of Fragrant Meat", "Remembrance of Lianhua"..."The Little Skills of Double Cultivation You Don't Know", "Extreme Double Cultivation: Beginning to Enter the Earth"? Qing Yuanju chose this name ?”

I thought it was a mistake.

He did buy some books at the Green Bamboo Bookstore, but they were all related to spiritual practice, and they were all packed in green bamboo paper bags, and he had some troubles when he left——

Either he took it wrong in a hurry, or the other party deliberately made him feel ashamed.

Jiang Qinfeng was not ashamed about this, but was a little curious.

Double repair.

The little yellow books in the realm of self-cultivation are different, the villains on them can still move.

Jiang Qinfeng clicked his tongue in amazement, and looked over.

There is also voice playback, which is wonderful.

"Aha~ brother, come again, come again~"

It was a man's voice, singing like a warbler, mesmerizing.

Jiang Qinfeng fell into deep thought as he watched the setting sun.

He actually thought of Brother Xie's face at that moment, but after thinking about it carefully, Brother Xie would not make such a sound.

The setting sun sprinkled beautiful golden light, the sky in the distance turned brilliant orange, and the entire forest surface was covered with shiny golden veils, which looked warm and brilliant, and the following night must be extremely gentle.

But night is always cruel to a man.

Gongsun Ying entered the door without knocking, Master Shizu did whatever he wanted, he would teleport to that person in the next second when he thought of someone, and flashed directly beside Jiang Qinfeng's bed. Folded a corner and hid it under the pillow.

Chai Jingyan saw that his expression was flustered, but he was confused when he was concerned, and explained:

"I came to see you. You don't have to be nervous. I drank too much that day and acted a little rudely. Without your consent, I would never do such a thing again..."

His voice became lower and lower, obviously thinking that the little apprentice couldn't let go of that matter.

In fact, he couldn't let it go.

How can I let go?

Jiang Qinfeng thought of what happened in the Bingpo Tower, and then recalled what he saw and heard just now, and felt more and more uncomfortable.

"Master, it's so late, come here, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing."

Jiang Qinfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just wanted to see you."

He suddenly raised his head and met Chai Jingyan's long and narrow eyes.

It is said that affection cannot be hidden in the eyes.

Chai Jingyan spread out his palms, the palms were crystal clear:

"You suffered some celestial fire injuries in the trapped dragon prison. Although it is not serious, it is still uncomfortable. I condensed ten snowflakes for the teacher, which can relieve the heat."

These nine snowflakes brought back memories of Jiang Qinfeng.

Every New Year's speech, Chai Jingyan will change the house full of flying snow, gleaming light, and turn into clear water in an instant. No one knows the little secret between their master and apprentice——

Master Master may have condensed hundreds of millions of snowflakes, but only the one that flew into the palm of the little apprentice did not melt for a long time.

He secretly cast a unique spell on it. At the beginning, he was in a caring mood, but at some point, an unexpected change occurred.

Jiang Qinfeng rummaged through the sachet.

Sure enough, he kept nine pieces here, which were properly placed in a sapphire box, symbolizing the nine years with Chai Jingyan.

"Master, look, I already have this! So this snowflake can also heal wounds?"

Chai Jingyan looked down at the box of snowflakes, and said in a daze, "You keep them all, you keep them all."

"Because it's a New Year's gift every year..."

Jiang Qinfeng was a little embarrassed to see him so moved.

It was here, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

That's right, this ice crystal snowflake was condensed by the master himself, and it has the function of healing. It is small and exquisite, and the price is not high. Can there not be many people for the auction!

The grand scene mission may be completed through Master!

"You want to sell?"

Chai Jingyan looked at his apprentice inquisitively: "Is the Jiang family short of your monthly expenses?"

He knew that Jiang Qinfeng was not Linjiang's son, so he was worried.

"no no."

City Lord Jiang and the others couldn't bear this pot. Jiang Qinfeng could always receive all kinds of gifts from Linjiang City. Although he knew it was Jiang Youlin's wish, it was also considered an offering from Jiang's family.

Jiang Qinfeng thought about what happened during the day: "I met a few monks who laughed at me for not being loved by my master, and for not allowing me to enter the peak of the fairyland for a long time. I am no longer your disciple, so I feel a little... wronged?"

Chai Jingyan looked slightly cold.

"So... I thought that if you auction the snowflakes to me, without any unnecessary explanation, the whole world will know that I am still your disciple, what do you think?"

As he talked and thought, he stopped from time to time to sort out his thoughts. In fact, it was not a very clever lie, but it could touch Chai Jingyan's heart.

Jiang Qinfeng lowered his head, very worried.

The idea that came to mind suddenly, the person in front of him has lived for thousands of years, how could he believe such a naive lie?

Even if you believe it, Master Shangqing is well-known, how could you make such a naive move to prove it to outsiders who have nothing to do with it?

Forget it, I have to think of another idea.

"Okay. I'll help you freeze."

Jiang Qinfeng quickly raised his head: "If you don't agree...Huh?"

As the sun was setting, the man's face was like a jade crown, and his eyebrows were tender.

"It's me who made you suffer this unreasonable grievance. For my teacher's negligence, I have to apologize to Xiaofeng... However, I hope you will agree to one condition."

"What conditions?"

Seeing his astonishment, Chai Jingyan couldn't bear the agitation in his heart any longer. He stretched out his palm, wanting to touch the hair with excellent texture as before, stretched it into the air, and gently landed on Jiang Qinfeng's shoulder.

"You don't have to be nervous, tell me, who bullied you?"

Jiang Qinfeng thought it was a trivial matter. If it weren't for the task of the auction, he wouldn't have mentioned it to his elders at all. When Chai Jingyan asked this question, he clearly wanted to teach others for himself.

"No need, it's just a verbal dispute." He said awkwardly.

Chai Jingyan chuckled: "Xiaofeng, you're not good."

He frowned, reminding people of a sentence:

The eyebrows form three hundred poems, and the temples are cut like a spring breeze.

Jiang Qinfeng had no choice but to confess: "Lingbao monk Chen Baohu."

"it is good."

Chai Jingyan got up and left.

"Wait, master, my ice crystal snowflake?"

The little apprentice was afraid that he would run away again in a hurry, so he quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes, raised his head, and looked at him expectantly.

Chai Jingyan couldn't help laughing again, it was like a frozen lake suddenly bursting, and the spring was mellow, it was indescribably beautiful.

"You, you, since it is going to be put up for auction, I will definitely prepare it for you, don't be careless."

"Y-you don't need to be so troublesome..."

It is enough to have the name of the master.

Jiang Qinfeng had a big problem in mind, but he let go of his hand.

Chai Jingyan approached him: "What is this?"

The book fell out, with a folded corner, just spread out flat, the gods were fighting, the mandarin ducks were neck-to-neck, it was so lively.

Jiang Qinfeng: "Oh shit."

"Brother, you made me so happy~"

He hurriedly picked it back up, seeing Chai Jingyan's gaze, he was really ashamed this time.

Chai Jingyan: "Did you see these things?"

"Here, I went to the bookstore during the day and got the wrong one."

"You are young, what to do with this, bring it."

Jiang Qinfeng asked in a low voice: "Master, will you take it back and read it?"

Chai Jingyan put the book in his robe, without changing his face: "Of course not, I'm leaving, you just started bigu, don't rush to give up sleep, remember to rest."

Watching the master leave, the apprentice whose little yellow book was confiscated sat back on the bed depressedly, dug in the magic weapon of space, and smiled broadly:

"I still have more."

"breeze?"

It was Xie Lingtan's voice.

Jiang Qinfeng quickly put the book back under the pillow and opened the door for him.