Yuanshin: The way to become stronger is to hurt yourself

Quite interesting.

On the second day, Feng Ling took Jin Peng to an open space outside Liyue Harbor, and threw a wooden spear into Jin Peng's hand.

"Ahem, what, I taught you a little marksmanship when I was in Jue Yun Jian, but it was not enough! So... continue now!"

"Good brother Fengling!"

"Uh... let's go over what I taught you earlier."

After Feng Ling finished speaking, he scratched his face lightly, and watched Jin Peng dancing his spear "hehehaha". He also found a stone, took the martial arts training book and began to read it.

He found this in the library in Liyue Port. He himself is not very good at marksmanship. Rather, he knows almost nothing about weapons, and he only knows a little about one-handed sword and marksmanship.

what to do?Just learn and teach.

"Hey? You practice marksmanship here, can you let the old lady see me too?"

A slightly old voice came from behind, Feng Ling turned around and saw that it was Grandma Ping, the city lord of Liyue Port, and she strolled to Feng Ling's side.

"Grandma Ping... have you studied marksmanship?"

"It's just that I know a thing or two... Oh, I wrote the book on marksmanship in your hand."

"?!"

Grandma Ping said something in a normal tone that surprised Feng Ling, let's see who the author of this book is...

"True Monarch of Gechenlang City?"

"Haha, Master Feng Ling, it's an honor to meet you for the first time..."

Zhenjun Gechenlang City smiled and talked, and at the same time, her appearance slowly changed from an old man to a beautiful woman with blue hair, and her voice became younger a little bit.

"How? My camouflage skills are pretty good, right?"

"It's amazing, I didn't see it anyway."

"Hahaha, thank you for the compliment!"

Zhenjun Gechenlang City likes to wander between the streets and alleys, so her transformation ability is very powerful, and it is estimated that only Zhongli can recognize her without knowing it.

And Feng Ling heard her tone... It seems that she is going to volunteer to be the marksmanship teacher?

"Cultivating rising stars is also something I am interested in."

Zhenjun Gechenlang City smiled and nodded, looked towards Jinpeng's direction, admiring him very much, and the next second, she squeezed out a spear in her hand and jumped over.

"Jinpeng boy, take the move!"

"!!"

……

There is no movement in Qingxupu, and Liyue has almost settled down. On the bright side, the demon gods and territories have reached a contract with Zhongli. Although there may be demon gods entrenched in the dark, watching, but the current Liyue is indeed incomparable. stable.

Feng Ling stayed in Liyue Port all the time, watching it grow in size little by little, before he knew it, he also stayed in Liyue for a long time.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and there have been a lot of troubles, big and small, but Liyue's foundation can no longer be shaken.

Time is like a mosquito buzzing in your ears on a summer night. You know he is there, but you can’t catch him, and you can’t drive him away. You can’t see him, so you can only let him torture you a little bit. the passage of time.

In the afternoon, Feng Ling was leaning on the table in the house and reading some martial arts novels written by Li Yue Folk, which were quite interesting, but she fell asleep after reading them.

In the end, some voices outside the house woke him up. Feng Ling rubbed his eyes, put the book on the table, got up and walked out the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Feng Ling saw a little green hair that got into his arms directly, hugged his neck, and stuck it against his neck.

"Jin Peng?"

"Brother Feng Ling..."

Ten years later, Jin Peng grew up a little bit taller than Feng Ling, with a thin and strong figure, a handsome face but with a youthful vigor, a sunny boy who one would fall in love with at first sight.

His character and appearance have matured a lot, but what remains the same is that he is still very clingy to Feng Ling, calling his elder brother left and right elder brother.

"How was your experience going to the Absolute Cloud Room this time?"

Feng Ling rubbed Jin Peng's hair helplessly, and this guy took the opportunity to bite his neck again. Behind him, Zhenjun Gechenlang City was long overdue.

"Jin Peng is already strong enough to stand on his own. Master Feng Ling, if you are asked to compete with him in physical skills now, you probably are no longer his opponent."

"I wasn't good at physical skills... Hey, stop biting Jinpeng!"

Feng Ling patted Jinpeng's shoulder lightly to keep him away from her for the time being. This kid is still so clingy when he grows up, so it's hard to control him.

"Well…"

Jinpeng lost face.jpg

"Thank you, Zhenjun Gechenlang City, for taking care of him."

"However, he can be regarded as my disciple, don't bother me, then I won't bother you two, let's go first."

Zhenjun Gechenlang left after leaving a few words, leaving Fengling and Jinpeng behind.

They are living together now, and they get along like brothers and sisters. The location is near the sea in Liyue Port, which is relatively quiet.

After Jinpeng completed his experience in Jueyunjian, his temperament seemed to be more prosperous, and he would definitely be a general in the future.

"I'm going to cook, you wait to eat!"

"Ok!"

Feng Ling walked into the kitchen, while Jin Peng sat down in the tea room and took a rest for a while. There was still a pot of tea that Feng Ling had just brewed in the teapot, and there was a note beside it.

"I made honey tea for you, hey."

"…Ha ha."

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Chapter 140 There is no vinegar in the honey tea either?

Drinking honey tea in his mouth, his heart seemed to be filled with syrup. Jinpeng sat cross-legged on the pedestal. He wanted to sit upright and meditate, but his sharp eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of a piece of paper that was pressed under the tea table. Paper.

"Ok?"

Out of curiosity, he took out the paper and took a look. There were some words written on it. The whole paper was quite pink. Jin Peng read the content on it, and then... the more he looked at it, the darker his face became.

This seems to be a love letter written by some young girls in Liyue Port to Feng Ling? !The whole story expresses his admiration and admiration for Feng Ling. I don't know which guy was provoked by Feng Ling again.

"hiss…"

Jin Peng pursed his lips lightly, then silently kicked the love letter into his arms, planning to dispose of it secretly at some point, although he didn't know what it felt like, but he felt sore in his heart.

Having spent more than ten years with Feng Ling, their relationship has already been considered very good. Feng Ling likes to cling to him very much, but Jin Peng feels...Feng Ling still treats him like a child?

"Little golden bird, the meal is ready, I have something to go out..."

While talking, Feng Ling walked into the tea room and wanted to take a look at him, but just as he entered the door, he saw Jin Peng's expression, although it was not obvious, but Feng Ling felt that he seemed to have taken a bite of jealousy or something...

He didn't put vinegar in his honey tea, is the honey broken?

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Uh haha, it's nothing, oh, brother Feng Ling, in Liyue Port, do people often write love letters to you?"

Jin Peng only asked this question casually after typing Cha Cha, but his eyes had already begun to carefully examine Feng Ling's expression.

"Well... there are indeed many, maybe because I am so good-looking, and I am usually approachable!"

'Are you sure it's not because you're always teasing people'

Such a sentence crossed Jin Peng's heart, but he didn't say it out. He knew Feng Ling's hobby or habit very well, even if he saw a good-looking boy, he would talk a few words.

It's just that he hasn't said a word of coquettish words to Jin Peng for so many years. Is this the privilege of watching him grow up?

"Um…"

"...Huh? Why did you ask me this suddenly? Could it be that you are envious of seeing so many people pursuing me?"

Feng Ling narrowed his eyes, grinned at the corners of his mouth, and immediately made a standard gossip face, Jin Peng was stunned, and quickly denied it.

"No, it's not because of this..."

"Oh, it seems that the little golden bird has really grown up, and the spring heart has begun to sprout. I look forward to you abducting a boy for my brother! Don't talk about it, I really have something to do, so let's go first!"

Feng Ling's laughing voice got farther and farther away, leaving only Jin Peng sitting alone, thinking about what Feng Ling said just now, he said that he... spring heart sprouted?

Jin Peng silently imagined the picture of himself and other people sticking together, and immediately got up with a chill, and quickly threw this picture out of his head.

Shaking his head, his stomach had already started to grow. When he walked out of the tea room, there was a dish Feng Ling had just cooked on the dining table. It was a piece of peace and a bowl of almond tofu.

The almond tofu made by Feng Ling is much sweeter than other people's. Jin Peng called this "sweet dream", because every bite is like a dream of living with Feng Ling, which makes people intoxicated.

……

When Feng Ling arrived at Guiliji, the assembly of the immortals had almost started, Zhongli stood at the front, and when everyone was present, he began to speak.

Before starting, he took another look at Feng Ling, and successfully got him to raise his eyebrows slightly provocatively.

"...I convened everyone today, mainly about the abnormal movement of the stratum rock abyss."

In addition to all the immortals present here, there are also Ruotuo Dragon King and Guizhong, the Stove Demon God Maxius is also there, and there are several demon gods who have reached a contract with this place. This is roughly the entire highest combat power of Liyue.

"Recently, the miners who reclaimed ore in the rocky abyss reported that many inexplicable monsters appeared in the depths of the mine, similar to the monster catastrophe thousands of years ago.

I suspect that there have been cracks in the bottom of the layered rock abyss, and the space may have been distorted. Many disgusting demon gods have been waiting for the opportunity, so this expedition is bound to eliminate all dangers. "

The purpose was very clear, to solve the matter of the rocky abyss, the gods roughly formulated a battle plan in a short meeting, and after the meeting, everyone went to prepare separately, while Feng Ling stayed here in Zhongli.

"Feng Ling, I plan to hand over the Yasha immortals I summoned to you to lead. I believe that your ability is enough to manage them well."

"Ah, Master Zhongli, is he going to give me soldiers? I have no experience in leading soldiers in war before. Are you afraid that I will screw up?"

As Feng Ling spoke, she walked towards Zhongli's side. Zhongli's words revealed a strong sense of trust, which made Feng Ling very useful.

"It's messed up, just tell me the truth, just let go and do it."

"Hey, thank you Zhongli!"

When he walked to Zhongli's side, as soon as he finished speaking, he aimed his palm at Zhongli's buttocks.

"Snapped!"

Then, what Feng Ling didn't expect was that Zhong Li seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and directly hid to the side, and at the same time responded very quickly, slapping Feng Ling's butt.

Oh no, I pinched it.

"Uh……"

It's over, it's sanctioned.

"Zhongli, shoot as soon as you shoot...what are you doing!!"

"It feels so good, I can't help it."

Feng Ling ran away, and ran away under Zhong Li's smiling gaze. The room became quiet, and he also got a little time to think about some things of his own.

As for Feng Ling...he seemed to be more and more dissatisfied with everything he had.

Complicated emotions.

……

There are more than a hundred people in the Yaksha Congregation at the moment, a team formed by Zhongli, composed of brave and skilled immortals or mountain spirits. Although they may look strange, they are all very powerful.

Yasha can also be regarded as an all-encompassing race of immortals, and the overall number of people is not small, and they have always lived in the area between the clouds.

The team of more than a hundred people now has a captain, a tall man with no three heads but six arms, who can control the thunder-type elements in the veins, and his name is Fushe.

"Lord Feng Ling, all the Yashas are here."

"Well, hard work."

Standing with Fushe, Feng Ling is thin and short, not very conspicuous, but the momentum of the two sides cannot be judged from which one is stronger and weaker. The Yakshas are now gathering near Tianheng Mountain. The road goes into layer rock.

"My fellow Yakshas, ​​I will be your leader in the future. You should all know me, Feng Ling, the demon god of symbiosis. The purpose of this expedition is to sweep away the dangers under the rocky abyss. This trip may be dangerous, but we cannot Back off!"

"Yes!!"

Feng Ling's mobilization was very successful, the Yashas were full of fighting spirit, and the troops of the Qianyan Army had already assembled.

"Hmm... Fushe? As the boss of Yashas, ​​you should have a domineering and mighty name or something?"

"Huh? Uh..."

When Feng Ling suddenly mentioned this, Fu She froze for a moment, then raised his hand in embarrassment, and scratched his head.