Chapter 341

It is said in ancient times that Jianmu is the thing that bears the heaven and can be compared with the sky. Although the seed of Jianmu is owned by Xiao Tianxing, neither Xiao Feng nor the friars in the world will naively think that the seed of Jianmu is really the treasure of ancient times. The so-called Jianmu species are more boastful about this thing. After all, it is too amazing to say that it is Jianmu remains.

This is also the reason why some friars with real accomplishments despise it. After all, even Xiao Tianxing can't control it. There are many problems, and even the source can't be checked. Although it is the most precious treasure in the world, the sword has double blades, and it must be a capable person.

"......." after a simple thought, Xiao Feng could not help shaking his head slightly, but he couldn't help smiling bitterly. "I don't know how many people chase its root and can't solve it. What can you think of for such a few minutes?"

Between the simple self mockery and the bitter smile on Xiao Feng's face, he patted his chest gently, "old friend, you and I know each other, and I don't treat you badly. If there is any danger in the future, please help me..."

In a word, Xiao Feng's face smiled more, frowned slightly, but he didn't want to turn straight to Bozhou.

There are more oddities in this. Xiao Feng's body and Yuan body at the moment inherit the cultivation of skills and methods with Yun Mengyao's practice. Even if zimang Zhenyuan and Qingmang, the building block in Xiao Feng's body, they should not be able to stand the huge Zhenyuan savings.

But now Xiao Feng seems to be just a little blood, but he can't say that he exploded and died. At the moment, it seems to Xiao Feng that nine out of ten real yuan savings of yunmengyao have been absorbed into Jianmu Qingmang, which can preserve Xiao Feng.

"It's really a good baby... Just a little bigger..."

When Xiao Feng read it simply, the sadness between his eyebrows was deeper. Although in Yunmeng Yao's case, Xiao Feng can quietly devour his true yuan, he must also have a certain foundation of cultivation, so he has never shot. But Xiao Feng knew that nine times out of ten yunmengyao's real yuan was absorbed by Jianmu Qingmang in his body. Although Xiao Feng looked as old, he could not benefit a lot.

"I don't know what will happen in the future?"

Xiao Feng sighed and walked towards Bozhou. In the yuan body, Jianmu green awn surged quickly, but it was full of vitality.

Although the monks did not ask the secular world when they sought the way, many secular children gathered, either in villages or cities.

Bozhou is a city gradually gathered in the name of Shushan. It's just different from the outer gate of Shushan mountain. In fact, there are many small sects involved in each other. Therefore, although it is a gathering of secular people, there are many scattered practitioners gathered in it. There are more battles, but it can also be regarded as one of the epitomes of many towns.

Xiao Feng originally didn't want Lin mi'er and Bai Xiong to go to Bozhou. Although Lin mi'er avoided water droplets, it's nothing to Xiao Feng. It may even become a guide for others to peep.

Xiao Feng has no good words for the white bear. Although this guy was one of Xiao Tianxing's followers in the past, he always looked on the wall from the beginning to the end. I don't know if he was really timid or he thought otherwise.

Although Xiao Feng shows his heart to the white bear and treats him sincerely, the white bear seems to have more heart knot than words and laughter, and Xiao Feng doesn't know its solution.

In this way, they went to Bozhou, where the secular struggle continued. Xiao Feng was also worried, so he quickly followed.

However, after yunmengyao engraved the heart lock stone that day, Xiao Feng's heart pulse failed, but he didn't spare any effort to think about anything else. He just wanted to find a way to unlock his heart pulse.

Although it was a simple explanation, he didn't think much. After that, he didn't go back to Shushan to find Liang Qiaoqiao and fainted on the ground, which made Xiao Feng more or less desperate. However, with the help of fox operator, it can be regarded as saving some money.

Xiao Feng walked quickly, but he didn't leave his hand. After yunmengyao left, Xiao Feng walked in the air. When he read the number of thousands of miles, he arrived outside Bozhou in only three or five minutes.

"......." before walking into Bozhou City, Xiao Feng saw a huge white bear sitting by the road in front of the city gate wearing a green bamboo hat. Naturally, there was a petite woman nearby, but she was also wearing a green bamboo hat.

"How do you look like this?" Xiao Feng approached a few steps, but he asked angrily.

As soon as Lin mi'er said this, he realized it, but with a soft cry, he rushed straight to Xiao Feng, but the green bamboo hat was not suitable. Lin mi'er slipped down half while he was walking fast. Xiao Feng was quick eyed and quick. He held the green bamboo hat in his hand. Looking at Lin mi'er, he couldn't help laughing, "where did you find this green bamboo hat?"

"Someone sent it on the way..." Lin mi'er said with a smile.

When Xiao Feng heard the speech, he untied the green bamboo hat for Lin mi'er, but he also rubbed Lin mi'er's cheek, looked at the green bamboo hat, and frowned slightly. "This thing is also worth a few money. Will someone give it to you?"

Xiao Feng wanted to put down the green bamboo hat and have a good talk with Lin mi'er, but when he reached out and touched the bamboo strip on the green bamboo hat, he frowned, "this thing... Has aura on it?"

Xiao Feng thought together and gently wiped the bamboo strip with his fingers, but there was a subtle and simple Taoist seal. The seal was just an ordinary seal that hid the breath. But why was it on the green bamboo hat and why did someone give it away?

Xiao Feng's mind was not over, but he opened his mouth and said a few words, but he frowned slightly. In the distance, there was a group of people walking out of the city gate. They were all dressed in dark green and powerful clothes, holding a big knife, and they were fierce.

"Kill them all!"

This group of people only looked at Xiao Feng from a distance, but it was an understatement. A sentence determined the life and death of Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng wanted to ask a few questions, but it seemed superfluous here. At present, he handed the green bamboo hat to Lin mi'er and took a few steps forward.

Most of the casual practitioners in the secular world are those who lick blood at the edge of the knife. They are like rats and ants, but they have long lost their heart to find the way. They only think about how to bully the weak and squeeze the profits. Even those who have strong accomplishments are not willing to easily provoke these casual practitioners. After all, these people are heartless and greedy, and there is no possibility of any change.

Xiao Feng saw this pedestrian opening his mouth, but he also recognized many of these people. At present, he didn't have the meaning of opening his mouth. The wood armor coagulated solid, but the green awn rose slightly, stretched out his hand and held it falsely, "wood spirit, technique 23, Senluo."

In front of the city gate, with the sound of Xiao Feng, countless bloody thorns burst up in a flash, but the crowd was trapped in bloody thorns in a flash.

Although the wooden spirit technique is gentle, this 23rd technique is definitely not gentle. Together with Senluo, he should have directly killed all the people, but Xiao Feng only imprisoned them with his heart.

"This... Has a good momentum..."

Xiao Feng has been in southern Xinjiang for several years. He is lack of aura, and Chen has few opportunities to attract Taoism. Even when I returned to Shushan, I didn't see any chance to make a move, but now it can be regarded as the first time.

Unexpectedly, under the blessing of Jianmu Qingmang, the wooden spirit skill is surging in an instant. Although the Bozhou city wall is nearly ten feet long, the bloody thorns on the ground can be compared with Xiao Feng's skill. It vaguely seals the Bozhou city gate, which is really frightening.

Xiao Feng used to use this technique in the past, but it was no bigger than the grain pile. Now it seems that the momentum is more or less amazing. This is also the reason why Xiao Feng deliberately kept his hand. If Xiao Feng didn't deliberately suppress it, it might be even bigger.

Xiao Feng turns to Lin mi'er when he thinks about it. It's hard to achieve great things with these scattered repairs. It's already done with one blow. What happens next is not what Xiao Feng thinks.

"Go to the city and have a rest."

Xiao Feng smiled at Lin mi'er and apologized. Although he only left for three or five days, he wanted to come to Lin mi'er and Bai Xiong, but he also waited outside Bozhou for three or five days. Xiao Feng naturally had some experience of his mind.

Lin mi'er smiled and nodded to Xiao Feng when he heard the speech. They were about to leave, but there was a loud noise among the bloody thorns!

"Good means!!!"

There was a loud cry from the bloody thorns, but the first one jumped out with a cinnabar yellow amulet.

Xiao Feng frowned at Lin mi'er, but turned to look at the man, silent.

I didn't expect that these casual repairs would have such means, which surprised Xiao Feng.

"This world is really interesting..."

Xiao Feng smiled when he looked at the man in the distance. His green awn rose slightly and his body shape disappeared in a flash.

Xiao Feng's mouth was slightly raised, his eyes were slightly heavy, and he made a little effort at his feet, but he asked casually.

"I painted it!" it seems that Xiao Feng's strength is not strong at his feet, or Xiao Feng is not vicious. This man inherited it at once, but there is much firmness between his words.

The smile on Xiao Feng's face was even more obvious, "just like you, you may be reluctant to do something sneaky. It's really difficult for you to draw this yellow symbol."

The man was about to speak, but a man came slowly from the city gate in the distance. Lang said in a loud voice, "that boy can't make this thing... I painted the amulet."

Between the words, the man approached slowly, but he was a monk with a bamboo stick. Although he was in a blue and white coat, he had white face and peach eyes. Between his eyebrows and eyes, he looked like a cynical childe.

"Qian Fangyuan, didn't ask for advice?" the man approached, but he was the first to say his name.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly. He didn't seem to think of such a person, but simply said, "Shushan, Xiao Feng."

"What a coincidence. I'm just looking for brother Xiao. It's fate." there was a smile on Qian Fangyuan's face, but it was more friendly.

Xiao Feng was about to speak, but the white bear in the distance shouted, "he is the one who gives us hats!"

When Xiao Feng heard the speech, he suddenly laughed. The white bear's voice and color were young, but there was a faint lack of strength and a broken sound.

"Brother Xiao, is this funny?" Xiao Feng's smile was not over, but the money gradually converged on his face.

Xiao Feng also looked cold when he heard the speech, and said faintly, "naturally, it's not funny. Since you gave the hat, did you call these people?"

When Qian Fangyuan heard the speech, he looked at Lin mi'er in the distance. "At the beginning, I saw how much treasure the little girl was and how strange it was. Now I'm not surprised to see you. After all, brother Xiao can be regarded as an extraordinary person."

The indifference on Xiao Feng's face remained, "I Xiao Feng was born ordinary, and I don't have any talent. I don't deserve the word" extraordinary "

Qian Fangyuan smiled when he heard the speech, but he didn't entangle it. He just looked at Lin mi'er in the distance. There were many souvenirs between his eyes. "I think the little girl's palace is as old as before. I think brother Xiao doesn't follow her as a Taoist companion. Why don't you send me?"