Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 544

"Come in"

Cao Yi, who was sitting upright behind the dinner table, said something casually.

"It's so annoying, and let people not eat"

Xiao Tian muttered, looking unhappy.

When it intends to enjoy delicious food, it hates being disturbed by others.

With a creak, two doors made of unknown materials were gently pushed open, and three people with Douhuang cultivation came in with their heads slightly lowered.

The leader was Han Feng who had just had an encounter with Cao Yi.

"what's up?"

Cao Yi asked without any fluctuation in his heart.

"I didn't know Senior Dou Sheng just now, please forgive me for the offense."

The three of Han Feng spoke in unison, obviously they had discussed it in advance.

Cao Yi hummed in response.

Seeing that Cao Yi didn't like them very much, the three of them didn't dare to talk nonsense, so they said together: "I'll wait until I retire first."

They backed out of the room together.

It was getting late and the light in the room was not very good.

Cao Yi triggered the bone spirit in his body to light the candles on the table.

The candlelight instantly illuminated the entire room.

Just retreating to the door, Han Feng, who was about to close the door, blurted out: "The bone spirit is cold!"

Cao Yi raised his eyelids and asked lightly, "What's the problem?"

Although there was a voice in his head reminding Han Feng to leave as soon as possible.

But curiosity still drove him to say: "I heard that the cold fire of bone spirit belongs to Venerable Yao."

"It belongs to him. Pindao met him in the Jia Ma Empire not long ago and helped him restore his cultivation. Out of gratitude, he gave Pindao part of the origin of the cold fire of the bone spirit."

Cao Yi said casually.

Han Feng felt like being struck by lightning.

The master's cultivation base has recovered, so he is almost finished.

"Daoist, haven't you refined Bone Spirit Lenghuo yet? I thought you had already melted into the Holy Power of the Sun or the Emperor Qi of the Scarlet Emperor Fire."

Xiaotian suddenly spoke more.

Han Feng was shocked.

The kung fu practiced by Senior Dou Sheng requires the fusion of different fires.

"It's not the original one. It was evolved by Pindao with the holy power of the sun. During this time, Pindao has been studying the Bone Spirit Cold Fire. Pindao is very curious about this hot and cold fire."

Cao Yi explained.

There was a roar.

Cao Yi looked at Han Feng again, frowned, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Han Feng had something else to say.The two Dou Huang who came with him closed the door and dragged him away.

Not long after, the people from the restaurant brought the food.

Although this world is dressed in Western fantasy, the food is no different from Huaxia.

Xiaotian, who is used to Chinese food, ate very happily.

……

Five steps to the first floor, ten steps and one view of the City Lord's Mansion.

Han Feng sat on the huanghuali wood teacher's chair, staring blankly.

He didn't know how he got back.

After leaving the hotel and parting with his two Douhuang friends, he was overwhelmed by a strong sense of panic.

This feeling has actually enveloped him all the time.It's just never been as intense as it is today.

"Good boy, from now on, I will be your master"

In the dark, it seemed that a gentle voice was speaking.

All of a sudden, he was pulled into the long memory.

He is an orphan, wandering around, with today and no tomorrow.One day I met a man.Men fed him, clothed him, and taught him to read and write.Teach him the principles of life.

The suffering in the past made him afraid of losing, so he tried his best to please the man.

The man was very happy, and more and more were handed over to him.

Ten years later, he became the Young Pavilion Master admired by thousands of people, an elite in the alchemy world, a guest of honor from various countries, countless beautiful princesses, and female cultivators with amazing talents admired him.

Men grow old day by day.

But the light still enveloped him.

He has heard many times that if it weren't for this man, he wouldn't be a fart.

He is not convinced, he has put in a lot of hard work to this day, why is he not recognized.

He began to study alchemy crazily, and constantly challenged the hotter flames, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up with the man.

Gradually, his gratitude to the man turned into jealousy and disgust, and he hoped that the man would die soon.

One day, he accidentally learned that the man had obtained a heaven-level exercise called "Fenjue", which could reach the highest level.

He found a man and euphemistically expressed that he wanted to learn.

The man rejected him, saying that it would be dangerous to study rashly, and he would teach him after he figured it out.

Is it dangerous, or are you afraid that I will surpass you?
He sneered in his heart.

After that, he asked many times.

The man got annoyed and scolded him.

In a rage, he shook hands with the man.

The man was very angry and kicked him out.

Another day, he ran into a person in the Soul Palace who had a relationship with him.

He became ruthless, and told about the man's acquisition of "Fen Jue".

The people in the Soul Palace who were already interested in the man's soul were tempted, and got entangled with a group of Dou Zun.

Ask him to meet men.

The man arrived as scheduled and was caught in a siege.

The moment the man fell down, the disappointment and pain in his eyes.

It made him feel an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Later, it was discovered that the man's spirit had escaped.

What little conscience he had left felt better.

But it's more about fear.

Afraid that the man will come back to him one day.

He desperately sent people to search, but there was no news.

"Maybe he's dead"

He often thinks so.

Suddenly one day, a person suspected of fighting the saint appeared and told him that the man had been saved.

He was overwhelmed with fear.

Returning to the City Lord's Mansion in a daze, he remained in a daze.

"It's not good, city lord, your teacher is here"

A panicked voice appeared next to his ear.

He opened his eyes.

The man was standing outside the door, looking at him indifferently with a pair of cloudy eyes.

"teacher"

Han Feng blurted out.

"brute"

The man clapped his palm.

Han Feng felt unprecedented pain, and his body seemed to be broken into pieces.

"what"

A heart-wrenching scream.

Han Feng opened his eyes again.

Nothing happened, and there was no teacher outside the door.

Just wet back.

"No, I can't sit still and dedicate the strange fire to that fighting saint, maybe he will help me"

Han Feng got up and walked out while talking to himself.

The servants greeted him, but he didn't seem to hear it.

When he got outside the door, he remembered that he didn't know where to find that fighting saint.

He returned to the mansion and arranged for his men to search for it.

One night passed, and no one was found.

Until the next morning, a subordinate brought back a message.

The Dou Sheng released the news that he wanted to establish a sect in Han Fengcheng.

"Establishing a sect requires manpower and material resources. I can also help. Take me there quickly."

Under the leadership of his subordinates, Han Feng hurried to a strange building outside the city.

Before the building, hundreds of people had already come.

Taoism.

"Why not grab it directly?"

Xiaotian looked incomprehensible.

"Because we are readers"

Cao Yi said lightly.

After the words fell, Xiao Zhan's voice came from outside: "Senior Dou Sheng, Han Feng begs to see you"

"coming"

Xiaotian's spirit lifted.

"let him in"

Cao Yi said casually.

Soon, Xiao Zhan led Han Feng in.

Han Feng knelt down without saying a word.

"This is?"

Cao Yi was puzzled.

(End of this chapter)