Ding!Your golden finger has been delivered

"Uncle He!"

Seeing the person coming, Feng Ziyu laughed and went straight to meet him.

He Xingzhou nodded slightly, as a greeting.

In the memory of the original owner, Feng Ziyu is not an ordinary person. It is rumored that he is a relative of the head of the sect. He was valued by the head of the sect since he was a child. he.

But the truth is not that simple. Back then, the head of the sect was tricked and injured for a period of time. During that time, his cultivation almost disappeared, and he was forced to stay in a seaside village to recuperate.

It was also at that time that he met a woman from a fishing village. Under long-term care, the two fell in love and gave birth to a son.

It's a pity that half of the child's blood is mortal, his aptitude is not good, and it is difficult for him to ascend to the immortal path. The head of the sect did not teach him how to practice, but only fed him a lot of elixir to strengthen his body and prolong his life, so that he can live an ordinary life in a rich family. children's life.

After living in that fishing village for decades, the sect leader sent his wife away and arranged for his son before returning to the sect.

More than ten years later, his son gave birth to a grandson for him. After the test, it turned out to be a double spiritual root, and quite smart.

The more advanced the cultivator in the cultivation world, the more difficult it is for him to have offspring. He has only had one son after being in charge for so many years. After hearing about his grandson, he was very happy and immediately took back the sect.

Back then, He Xingzhou had personally handled this matter, so he had a clear idea of ​​the child's origin.

At that time Feng Ziyu was only four or five years old, but who spread the news, a few casual cultivators intercepted him halfway, intending to detain him and threaten the head.

Fortunately, it was He Xingzhou who was on the flying boat at that time, and it was only then that they solved everything one by one without making the matter worse.

When the head of the sect heard this, he also had lingering fears, and he never dared to announce Feng Ziyu's life experience. He only said that he was a relative's child, and he was not out of line with him.

After so many years, the traces of that year have been erased by the head. Except for He Xingzhou, no one really knows Feng Ziyu's true identity.

Probably because he was rescued by him when he was a child, Feng Ziyu was very attached to this uncle He Xingzhou. He surrounded him for food and drink since he was a child, and begged for magic weapons when he grew up. The relationship between the two is very close, far less than that of the outside world. Guess-like discord.

When Ni Lesheng saw the person coming, the anger on his face faded, he immediately turned pale, and reluctantly said: "So it's Martial Uncle He, I don't know how offended Martial Uncle is here, so let's go."

Seeing that they were about to slip away, He Xingzhou snorted lightly, and threw a trap casually, trapping the group of people in place.

"Don't rush away, let me ask you, what is the medicinal powder you sprinkled on Ziyu just now?"

Feng Ziyu jumped up and said angrily, "What? How dare you cheat!"

"Medical powder?" Ni Le moved his eyes vividly, "How can there be any medicinal powder? Uncle He probably misread it."

He Xingzhou didn't show any mercy to him, and said coldly: "If there is any, you will find out after searching the soul."

Hearing about searching for souls, the disciples of Jiuding Peak immediately became angry with the enemy.

"Uncle He, don't deceive people too much. The soul search technique damages the soul. Brother Ni is an alchemist, but it is unknown whether he can still make alchemy."

"Even if you have doubts, just ask, why search for the soul?"

"I also hope that my uncle will show his noble hand, and I, the elder of Jiuding Peak, will come to pay my respects someday."

They carried out the Jiuding Peak, subconsciously warning He Xingzhou not to turn this matter into a dispute between two factions.

He Xingzhou didn't care about this, and said indifferently: "What is the truth, you can find out after searching the soul. I think Jiudingfeng will not favor a disciple who harbors evil intentions. If I really wronged him, I will also fully bear it and find you in person It’s the elder’s apology.”

After finishing speaking, he didn't care what those people thought, and directly took Ni Lesheng out.

Seeing that the situation was approaching, Ni Lesheng became frightened and shouted: "No! I'll say it all!"

He Xingzhou put him down under the incredulous eyes of the Jiuding Peak disciples.

As soon as Ni Lesheng touched the ground, he quickly took out his armor, swallowed his saliva, and said, "The powder is called Ling Jue, and it is a medicinal powder for dispersing kung fu. It is also effective for Yuanying monks. It is usually not obvious. As he works, his meridians will be gradually damaged, the harder he practiced, the more severe the damage will be, and within a year, he will lose all his cultivation and become a useless person."

"What a vicious method." Feng Ziyu stared at him fiercely, "It's true that we usually have conflicts. If you refuse to accept it, just hit it with your hands. You and I have no deep hatred. Who would have thought that you would want to murder my life?" .”

It would be fine if he was poisoned outside, the sect leader could always find a way to detoxify him, but now he is in a secret realm, with countless spirit beasts, and if he doesn't use his skills, he will die.Ni Lesheng gave him such a drug, obviously not intending to let him out alive.

Ni Lesheng glanced at him, and said disdainfully: "I didn't intend to call you dead, if that time really came, wouldn't you still have two dog legs beside you?"

"You!" Feng Ziyu saw that he didn't show any remorse, and even felt a little pity, so he became angry and rushed forward to beat him up.

At this time, He Xingzhou had no organization, just stood aside silently and cheated him, trapping Ni Lesheng's hands and feet from time to time, making him unable to move.

When Feng Ziyu had exhausted his anger, Ni Lesheng was already covered in scars, so He Xingzhou signaled to the two guards with his spiritual sense.

The latter got the order, hesitated for a while, then walked forward, tapped his dantian a few times, and instantly abolished his cultivation.

Ni Lesheng's junior sister shrank her pupils and said angrily, "You guys are so courageous, senior brother Ni is the direct disciple of the second elder of my sect, aren't you afraid of being blamed by the elder?"

Fang Zhengxin nodded his forehead, and said with a light smile, "The second elder's disciple? Is it unusual? As far as I know, the elders of your Jiuding Peak like to accept disciples when they have nothing to do. Hundreds have eighty, right?"

When the female cultivator was asked by him, her face turned blushing, and she faltered and couldn't speak.

Fang Zhengxin sneered: "Speaking of which, Senior Brother He is still the only direct heir to the sect leader. Could it be that he can't deal with a Ni Lesheng?"

He was also narrow-minded, biting the word "only" extremely hard, which made the group of "personal biography" in front of him blush even more.

Seeing someone backing her up, Feng Ziyu immediately felt elated, and said with her hands on her hips, "That's right, these rubbish personal transmissions are nothing, not even a single finger of my Master He's. This time, my Master Uncle kept his hands It didn't damage his foundation, if that bastard really succeeds, I will be useless! Speaking of it, this young master has suffered!"

He Xingzhou felt a little helpless when he saw that he suddenly changed from swallowing his anger to being arrogant.

Dismissed the disciple of Jiuding Peak, called him to the front, swept his body casually, frowned and said: "I remember that when you came out, you were in the late Yuanying period, how come three years have passed, and now your cultivation base has not advanced but retreated? "

Hearing this, Feng Ziyu slumped like a balloon that had been punctured, and said embarrassingly: "I got a lot of benefits, but I picked up a pill in a secret place before and ate it. After that, it became like this.”

"How can pills be eaten casually?"

"I saw so many people robbing it, it probably wasn't a poisonous pill. I was afraid of being robbed by people who would not forgive me, so I had no choice but to swallow it in a hurry."

He Xingzhou glanced at him, saw him shivering, he put his hands on his pulse helplessly, checked carefully, and then relaxed.

"Nothing, if I'm not wrong, it should be Tempering Spirit Pill, which can further condense the vain spiritual power in your body, and make you more confident in breaking through. Although the cultivation level is low, the combat power should be strong. improved."

Feng Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a playful smile, "I mean, just now I was able to survive under those people for so long."

The two guards were also very jealous when they heard this. The head of the sect usually loves Feng Ziyu very much, so he would offer any good medicine.

They were secretly sour at first, expecting that he would not be able to survive the catastrophe of the primordial spirit stage, but they did not expect him to find the Tempering Spirit Pill, which is really unfair.

Sensing the change in the mood of the two, He Xingzhou glanced at them lightly. The two guards came here on their own initiative, saying that they wanted to take care of Feng Ziyu, and they were not worthy of entering the Baihong Gate in terms of qualifications.

The head of the sect just saw that their cultivation was not bad, and they would make people happy, so they kept the two of them as guests. Now it seems that the two people's temperament is not very good.

Thinking of this, he casually patted a talisman with monitoring function on the two of them, bowed his head and said, "My nephew has no rules, and I hope you two will take care of him. Just one strike can protect the two of you."

The guards looked at each other, they all knew that there might be ghosts, but due to He Xingzhou's cultivation, he didn't dare to say anything, so he agreed with his gratitude.

Seeing this, Feng Ziyu also came to join in the fun, "Uncle He, you gave them such a good thing, what treasure did you give your nephew?"

He Xingzhou shook his head, took out a few hand-drawn arrays for him, and he put them into his arms like treasures.

The man was so good that he was so good, he turned his head to look at Fang Zhengxin, and said, "Brother Fang has broken through the Nascent Soul. I heard that you lost your cultivation, and I was very worried. It seems that you are completely healed! Wu That girl Lianlian finally told the truth."

With his hands in his hands, his eyes rolled around, "Senior brother has cultivated so quickly, presumably he has gained a lot of benefits in this secret realm? Would you like to share some with the younger brother?"

Fang Zhengxin smiled helplessly, and gave him several bottles of pills before he was let off.

The two parties parted ways and went in different directions.

Standing on the flying boat, Fang Zhengxin sighed, "This Feng Ziyu is quite interesting and clever. It would be a pity if the ending remains the same."