Chapter 267

Tang Yun on the bird is still stained with the smell of just breaking through. At this time, Pei is sitting beside Tang Yun and talking about some matters needing attention during the boarding period. Tang Yun listens carefully, but looks back from time to time. He looks at Zifeng sitting in the center surrounded by a group of girls and has all kinds of feelings in his heart.

What method did Zifeng use? Tang Yun once asked Yan Wu what external forces can help spiritual teachers break through the realm. All the answers are negative. The spiritual breakthrough, the so-called external force, is nothing more than stabilizing the mood during the breakthrough, so as to prevent being contaminated by the ups and downs of the outside world and falling dust, but it is really like Zifeng today to help people break the barrier, which is unheard of.

Thinking, lost in thought, Tang Yun's eyes couldn't help being dull.

Pei Zhen smiled, lowered his voice and joked, "what's the matter? What happened last night? "

Tang Yun was immediately embarrassed. His cheeks were crimson, as bright and beautiful as the morning glow in the East. He bowed his head and didn't respond.

In this way, Pei Zhen understood it and looked at Zifeng, who was fresh and handsome in the crowd. He smiled at the corners of his mouth and didn't know what to do in his heart.

But Zifeng's thoughts are already flying in the distance, fumen. Their teachers, Yan Wu and Pei Zhen, are people of the fumen. Even though they have left the fumen for decades, their mouth is still full of nostalgia and longing for the fumen. What's the identity of Fu Lao in fumen.

Take out the token left by old Fu and hand it to Yan Wu, "teacher, please help me have a look. What is it? " The tone is calm, in which expectations coexist.

As soon as the token came into his eyes, Yan Wu's expression stiffened. He took the token in Zifeng's hand and looked up and down. It looked like wood rather than wood, iron rather than iron. It was the unique material of the runmen, runwood. It is drawn from the talisman tree, with the unique technique of the talisman sect, followed by the lines and outlined by the talisman. There is a certain information space in which the identity of the token holder is stored.

Thinking about the spiritual power to explore it, the spiritual power that never wanted to enter the room was unable to see through the information.

It seems to be the way to see Yanwu's practice. There is a glimmer. The token emits a golden luster at the moment when Zifeng's spirit blows. There are some information engraved by Fu Lao. It is simple. There are only seven words: Wu Zifeng, fumen disciple. Nothing else.

The color surprised Yan Wu. Although on the surface, the tokens of Fuxiu are the same and there is no big difference, when indicating their identity, the color clearly shows that they are as golden as Zifeng, at least at the elder level. In other words, is Zifeng the elder of fumen? That's ridiculous.

Pei Zhen's look of inquiry came next to him. Yan Wu shook his head to say he didn't know. Then he asked Zifeng, "Zifeng. Where did you get this token? "

"My master left it. He said it was my identity token. Later, let me take it to the fumen to find him. I just don't know if it's useful?" Zifeng looked at the token in his hand and said faintly.

I didn't want to speak in the afternoon and suddenly shouted, "it's useful! How can it be useless? You should keep it well and you will use it one day. " An unprecedented affirmation.

In a misty place, on the top of the mountains, a thin old man sat on the ground. It was Fu Lao who had not been masked for a long time.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from behind, followed by a strong smell of wine, "I said, bad old man, you talk about your gifted apprentice every day, saying that my apprentice can't do this, that can't do it. You let me see. Did you make it up by yourself?" He said, 'Gudong' and took a sip of wine.

Old Fu stood up and said, "hum, if Zifeng and I were here, you wouldn't be crazy. I said old drunkard, didn't I just accept a smarter disciple? As for? If you're okay, go back to your place and drink. I don't have time to talk to you? " Then he continued to meditate, his eyes slightly closed.

"Yo, my temper is not small, OK, I won't say it," he said, lying on a chair and drinking himself

The surrounding space fell silent for a moment

It's better to be happy. What is the situation of fumen now? How could the two of them not know that the rapid rise of the medicine hall has threatened the status of the fumen. In the twinkling of an eye, there is another three-year spiritual teacher competition. If the fumen fails again, the medicine hall will be renamed Yaozong, and will be on an equal footing with the fumen. At that time, it will only make things worse

The sect has been a mysterious place since ancient times. Unless one day set foot on it, the son wind will never be able to touch it now. At this time, he was walking forward step by step in the rune gate.

Since I perceived the existence of spirituality on that day, I always felt that there seemed to be a kind of enlightenment in my heart, which would break out of my heart‘ He took a breath, stabilized his mind and took the eleventh step firmly.

The air in front of him suddenly sank downward, and a bottomless abyss appeared. Before Zifeng looked at it, the land under his feet also twisted. The figure began to shake, and the rune pen in his hand trembled, making it difficult to stabilize the end of the pen.

Then came a surging sound. The abyss was connected with each other. Soon, Zifeng was occupied by the surging tide. A strong suction force came out from under his feet, trying to tear Zifeng down, and a huge vortex kept swirling and devouring everything.

Zifeng didn't move in the whole process. He was verifying his guess. Everything in front of him was fantasy, or the illusion presented after some lines were soaked. They were essentially just lines.

"Poof" a wave came and choked Zifeng in the water. What a real feeling

Zifeng didn't believe it. He tried to open his nose and breathe. "Cough" followed by a vertigo. Zifeng struggled in a hurry. He didn't want to open his eyes and return to the Fuling gate again.

"Are all the scenes inside true?" Zifeng lowered his head and didn't know the result for a long time. He knew that the small light in the sea could not follow Zifeng into it. Listening to Zifeng's doubts, he asked uncertainly, "do you think the scenes inside are false? Is it fantasy? "

"Yes, that's what I think!" Zifeng thought Xiaoguang agreed with his idea, and Lang Sheng responded.

But he didn't want to. Xiaoguang immediately said angrily, "didn't I tell you, you ghost? The talisman gate is an independent space, and the space law inside can be considered as modified. Perhaps from the outside, it is just fantasy, but in the independent space, it is the real existence. Do you understand? "

Is the real existence really what Xiaoguang said? Didn't dare to say it, so as not to be ridiculed by Xiaoguang, he rushed back to his residence.

These days, Zifeng was busy and asked some people, but there was no Biying grass that Xiaoguang wanted. Without Biying grass, the water of the soul would be dead

As she was walking, Qin Yao ran over from nowhere, holding a green plant in her hand. In the afterglow of dusk, the leaf veins were sparkling, and a burst of streamer overflowed. Zifeng's progress stopped suddenly. She knew the little light in the sea and looked at the plant.

Hold out three words for a long time, "Biying grass!"

Still use you to say! With a glance of white light, Zifeng walked up slowly and planned how to get Biying grass from Qin Yao