If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

"Fu Leshu is the one I have seen so far that adds the most data. The starting point is high and the increase is large. It gives me the illusion that I will immediately fill up and start the next world." Wen Fei said.

Mao Qiu pulled the newly exchanged fried rice cake into his mouth, chewed and said to Wen Fei inarticulately: "Is it so easy?"

"It shouldn't be easy." Wen Fei shook his head, "The rise in the early stage is high, but it may not be the case in the later stage. Fu Leshu has something hidden in his heart."

After sighing, Wen Fei went back and stayed in Xia Shangzhou's body to continue acting.

It was not yet dawn, but Fu Leshu got up early.

He got off the bed lightly, as if something affected him and made him frown.

He tucked in the blanket for Yun Heng, put on his clothes and left.

After a while, Fu Leshu had already appeared at the Houshan Hot Spring.

In fact, his room is next to the bathing pool, and the water is drawn from the same place, but he doesn't want to bathe there, for fear of being seen.

At this time, he had already taken off all his clothes, half of his body was soaked in the water, but the bandage on his right hand was not stained with any moisture, as if something blocked the erosion of the water.

He looked at his left hand, the skin on that arm showed a bluish-white color, and it was slightly wrinkled.

Like a community of old men and dead men's skins.

Fu Leshu suddenly went crazy, and wiped the wrinkles on the arm with his hands, as if he wanted to scratch his own skin.

A person appeared by the hot spring pool at some time. The person's whole body was covered in a black hooded robe, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"I said, if he appears, you won't be able to change anything unless you find the missing part."

"I know better than you." Fu Le Shuben's face, which was already boiling with anger, became more ferocious, and with a flick of his hand, the spring water turned into a curtain of water, attacking the man.

The water curtain fell, and the man disappeared.

Fu Leshu didn't seem to care about his comings and goings at all, he just moved his eyes to the water surface, his eyes diverged, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When Yun Heng woke up, Fu Leshu was nowhere to be seen. He yawned and got out of bed, looking for a place to wash while putting on his shoes.

As a result, before he could sway out the door, he bumped into a thick chest head-on.

Looking up, it's not Fu Leshu who it is.

This Fu Leshu was also considerate, holding hot water and a face towel, looking like he was waiting for him to get up and wash up.

Yun Heng didn't believe that he was so unassuming towards everyone, and nine times out of ten he came here to win his favor.

Now that Yun Zong was unfamiliar with the place, Yun Heng didn't bother to look for it anymore, so he complied with his wish and sat down to wash up peacefully.

He was in a drowsy sleep and was not fully awake yet.When he finished washing, his eyes were still foggy, full of sleepiness and fatigue.

"Heng, would you like to go out for a walk with me?" Fu Leshu suggested.

Yun Heng didn't even bother to correct the problem of addressing, anyway, he would not listen to Fu Leshu if he emphasized it.

"Where does Master Qin want to take his disciples?" Yun Heng yawned again as he spoke.

"Anywhere is fine, let's go wherever Ah Heng wants to go." Seeing that he did not object, Fu Leshu also called himself a disciple, very happy.

Yun Heng rolled his eyes in his heart, come on, if you said it, you didn't say it.

"Aren't you hungry? I'll ask the canteen to make some breakfast for you." Fu Leshu said as if he wanted to give him a little treat.

Before Yun Heng could say his refusal, he was interrupted by an anxious cry.

"Qin Zun!"

Fu Leshu turned his head and saw the elders under his door rushing in, and said eagerly: "Zun Qin is not good, there is something strange in the South China Sea."

Fu Leshu raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't Wen Wulan in charge of the sea area?"

Wen Wulan is his own abbot, the Lord of Xianshan Mountain.

The elder said: "This time the situation is unusual. The sect over the South China Sea asked Master Wen Shan for help, and the signal for help came from Master Wen Shan."

It means that Wen Wulan can't solve this situation, and Qin Zun needs to do it himself.

"Okay, I understand, let them wait patiently for a few days." Fu Leshu waved him away, then turned to coax Yunheng.

"Didn't you say the situation was critical, and you still asked them to wait?" Yun Heng looked at him inexplicably.

Fu Leshu said with a smile: "He's talking about a change, that's an unknown situation, it doesn't matter if you wait a few more days. Maybe in a few days, the monster will show itself."

"How do you know it's a monster and not something else?" Yun Heng asked.

"It's either a monster or a man-made disaster, it's nothing more than these two." Fu Leshu said warmly, "Since there is something wrong in the sea area, would you like to go out to sea with me and enjoy the scenery?"

Yun Heng knew that he had already made up his mind, which was just to inform himself as a superficial effort, so he didn't make a sound.

Fu Leshu also assumed that he agreed.

His Qin Zun, Fu Leshu, does not need to cultivate like ordinary disciples, but he, Yun Heng, does not have this privilege.

So after breakfast, Yun Heng changed his clothes and went to the place where the inner disciples practiced.

Fu Leshu had put down his words last night, saying that Xia Shangzhou was his direct disciple, and from now on, he would enjoy the treatment of a direct disciple.

He had nothing to do with a word he said, but this Yunzong exploded.

Everyone knows that since the founding of the sect, Qin Zun has never received any direct disciples, only a few nominal disciples.And those nominal disciples are all talented and intelligent people. What is the background of Xia Shangzhou to win the favor of Qin Zun.

When the subject of discussion, Yun Heng, entered the training ground, he undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention.

"It's just the seventh stage of Foundation Establishment. I thought it was so powerful."

"It's just a little boy, and he doesn't look very good."

……

Yun Heng is not deaf, so how could he not be able to hear such obvious discussions.

After Yunzong recruits disciples to enter the sect, they will choose to allocate them according to their own physique.

There are martial cultivation, talisman cultivation, law cultivation, alchemy cultivation, medicine cultivation, sword cultivation, instrument cultivation, etc., and there are many ways to cultivate ghosts and demons.

Yun Heng is an all-rounder and partial to Dharma, but Xia Shangzhou is a swordsman.

He also came to the training ground of the sword cultivator.

Yun Heng walked to the weapon rack, took a long sword, and stood still in the field.

It is usually Chen's time to get up early to practice swords, but Yun Heng came a bit late.

The teacher in charge didn't blame him either, and asked him to stand on the right-hand side, and began to teach him the most basic method.

It's nothing more than turning spiritual energy into sword energy or something like that.

But Yun Zong's practice is different from other places. Other places may emphasize sword qi, but Yun Zong let them transport out the sword qi.

Yun Heng has stood at the highest point since he was born, and this is the first time he has studied in such a serious manner, so it is a bit novel.

After practicing for half an hour, a man who looked like a teacher suddenly came over and called them to the central martial arts arena to gather.

Seeing as if no one cared about him, Yun Heng had no choice but to check the information through the system.

This central martial arts arena is where the disciples of the Yunzong used to compete. Under normal circumstances, it will be open at the annual year-end competition.

At the end of the year, there will be many rewards, such as pills, spiritual weapons, etc., abound.No wonder these disciples are so enthusiastic.

Since it was in the Central Martial Arena, they must have been sent to watch the battle.

Just don't know what to look at.

Yun Heng disappeared in the crowd and followed.

When they arrived, they realized that they were not the only sword cultivators who came, but other disciples from other mountains also came, and they were all heads at a glance.

The disciples circled round and round outside the central arena, and Fu Leshu was on the viewing platform above the arena.

Yun Heng glanced at him, feeling his coquettishness once again.

There is no need to sit on a chair, and there is a canopy for shade on it.There are also two maidservants standing on the left and right, one is in charge of playing the fan, and the other is in charge of peeling the longan.

It is full of the breath of a nouveau riche.

It would be fine if he was full of fat, but he has a pale and handsome face, leaning softly on the back of the wide chair, giving off a pitiful aura out of thin air.

Even if Yun Heng couldn't understand him no matter how hard he looked, he had to say that he looked really good-looking.In fact, Fu Leshu's appearance really suits his taste, otherwise he wouldn't have followed him in a daze back then.

When he saw Fu Leshu, Fu Leshu also used his eagle-like eyes to find Yun Heng in the crowd.

"Heng, the sun is too hot, you come to my place."

Fu Leshu directly forced the voice into a line, and passed the words to his ears.

Yun Heng was covered in goosebumps by his words, he glared at Fu Leshu, and stood behind the crowd.

Qin Zun, who couldn't see his precious master, was irritable, and wished he could get away from the crowd and let him take a good look.

Qin Zun is the living Bodhisattva of Yunzong, and if such a big statue is placed there, it can attract the envious eyes of countless disciples.

Before the excitement in the hearts of the disciples subsided, they were attracted by another person who flew gracefully to the central arena.

The man looked about forty or so, with white hair on both sides of his temples, and only an off-white robe on his body.

He was dressed plainly, but when he arrived, his voice was not much weaker than that of Qin Zun.

"It's the head, Ling Yuanshan is the head."

From the cheers of others, Yun Heng knew the name of the head.

Fu Leshu picked a grape and stuffed it into his mouth, looking at Yun Heng from a distance with his eyes like torches.

After the master Ling Yuanshan stood still in the void, he injected spiritual energy into his voice, and said loudly: "Zun Qin decided to set off for the East China Sea in three days to solve the demon problem. Now he has selected twenty disciples to accompany him. We will fight fairly and win the battle." Those who follow."

Yun Heng covered his forehead, he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

He thought of Fu Leshu's show, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

Just pick a few ones you like, but if you want to do this, he will be choosing a concubine.

Seeing his master's headache from a distance, Fu Leshu was so happy that he ate a few more grapes.

"Senior brother Ren Fengcheng will definitely be among them, don't even think about it." Someone said from the side.

Yun Heng couldn't help but say: "Who is Ren Fengcheng?"

The person who spoke just now turned his head and said to Yun Heng: "Are you new here? Brother Ren Fengcheng is Qin Zun's third disciple, he formed alchemy at the age of 23, and now he is only 29 years old, but he has already reached the fifth stage of the golden alchemy stage. Qin Zun personally said that his aptitude is even stronger than that of the mountain master of Abbot Xianshan."

The man spoke enviously again, and said: "Master Wen Wulan is one of the top five strong men on the mainland. Qin Zun said that Ren Feng will surpass him in the future, how good do you think he is?"

Yun Heng said a few words, and said: "Well, it's amazing... Can I leave now, I'm a little thirsty."

The person who was bragging just now was speechless.

Yun Heng doesn't understand their admiration, even Qin Zun, whom they have always regarded as a god of heaven, used to be just a kid who followed behind him, if he was weaker than Fu Leshu... Yun Heng really didn't have the leisure to go learn.

Unexpectedly, he just said it casually, but some people were not happy.

"What do you mean, do you look down on Senior Brother Ren?" A man in green clothes and green hair interrupted suddenly, pointing his finger at Yun Heng.

Yun Heng looked at him, and seeing that he was aggressive, he was a little confused.

"No, I'll just say it casually..."

Someone nearby tried to persuade the man who was angry at him, and stopped him: "Senior Brother Fu, forget it, why bother with a newcomer."

Fu Shixiong is a martial artist, because of his physical condition, he was unable to practice his favorite way of swordsmanship.And Ren Fengcheng not only has great attainments in the way of swordsmanship, but even the martial arts that he practiced casually is much better than ordinary people.

Fu Shixiong knew that he couldn't surpass Ren Fengcheng, so he simply took him as his role model, and he couldn't tolerate others being disrespectful to Ren Fengcheng.

Yun Heng feels that the atmosphere of worship in Yunzong is really strong, first it was Yi Fangweng, and now there is another one.

He didn't have much patience, so he said: "When did I say I looked down on him, even if he is great, so what, there are many people who are more powerful than him in the world."

He knows that he speaks aggressively and is not pleasing, but when facing people who are less pleasing than himself, he speaks with thorns.

Fu Shixiong glanced at him, and said: "Do you want to talk about yourself? What are you? You are in your twenties. You are only at the seventh stage of foundation building. How can you compare with Senior Brother Ren? A genius like Senior Brother Ren is Can a mediocre person like you compare?"

Yun Heng didn't know where he offended this person, but in fact, Fu Shixiong's anger came from the fact that Yun Heng became a direct disciple of Qin Zun.

In his opinion, Ren Fengcheng is Qin Zun's disciple, the most anticipated existence of this Yunzong, and the indomitable figure in the mainland in the future.

But such a genius was compared by a little-known kid.

Ren Fengcheng could bear this matter, but Fu Shixiong could not.

This kind of feeling is like a die-hard fan, when the idol is wronged, before the idol expresses his position, he jumps first.

Yun Heng didn't know that Fu Shixiong was sure that he would tease him, and thought it was his words that annoyed him.

"If there is a genius, there will be a second genius. Isn't there a Fan Baiyi next door to Feng Wuzong, and now at the age of 31, he has reached the seventh stage of the Golden Core. How do you say it?"

Generally, some people compare the geniuses of different sects with each other, and Fu Shixiong dislikes this kind of behavior very much.

"Don't get me too far, let's just say that in Yunzong, who can compare with Senior Brother Ren. The head of the sect is not counted, and who can compare with Senior Brother Ren in other people's achievements? Let me say that Senior Brother Ren is Yunzong No.1 of the younger generation, who can refute it?"

Seeing his aggressive appearance, Yun Heng was already a little angry, he said: "Where is there any number one in Yunzong, isn't the number one existence just for people to surpass?"

"At least you can't surpass it." Fu Shixiong said viciously.

Yun Heng smiled instead of anger, and said: "At least I still have the determination to surpass the so-called No. What does this have to do with you? It's as if you are Ren Fengcheng."

"You!" Fu Shixiong was stabbed by his words, and immediately punched him.