Abandoned Master's Cultivation

In the evening, Chongyang Island, Chongyang building.

Compared with the past, there are many more people on Chongyang island. Jiang Wuchen is very famous. He is stronger than Feng Yuqiu, the God of war in those years. He can't walk around on Chongyang island at will as before.

In this prosperous Island, the most quiet place is the Chongyang building.

Hearing that Jiang Wuchen came to the Chongyang building, Feng Yuqiu took the initiative to come here to reply to the task for the first time.

In the study, Jiang Wuchen, with his hands on his back, looked at a painting and calligraphy written by Miss Feng on the wall - Qinyuanchun. This is a great man's work, with an extremely broad vision and great momentum. It not only shows the literary heritage, but also has great aspirations.

Miss Feng's font is beautiful, neat, not anxious or impatient. Although she lacks the corresponding atmosphere, she has a touch of women's tactfulness and has a unique flavor.

Feng Yuqiu came in, "master Jiang..."

Jiang Wuchen turned around and said, "is there any news of Yuyan?"

The title of Yuyan can only be called by Jiang Wuchen. Although Feng Yuqiu has been in the Feng family for many years, she is also a member of the Feng family. She even has some relatives with Feng Yuqiu, but she has never dared to call her Yuyan.

Feng Yuqiu lowered her head and took out a letter from her pocket. "This is from the eldest lady."

"Oh? Did you see her?"

"... yes," Feng Yuqiu said.

Jiang Wuchen stretched out his palm and a mass of suction appeared. He immediately took the letter into his hand. After unfolding, it was written in neat small letters.

Jiang Wuchen has seen Miss Feng's calligraphy and painting for a long time and has known her font. This letter must have been written by her own hand. It just looks a little impatient when writing, and the wording between the lines is slightly inappropriate.

"Miss said that after seeing the letter, Mr. Jiang understood that I left first." Feng Yuqiu said.

Jiang Wuchen nodded and said, "OK, you go."

After Feng Yuqiu left, Jiang Wuchen looked down at the letter from Miss Feng.

I didn't expect that several months had passed since you and I left Chongyang island last time. I don't know how you are. I didn't expect that I would be delayed because of some things when I returned to the family this time.

I'm fine here. Don't worry. I heard you'll be in Qizhou? It's really a pity that I can't go with you and see your king return.

Also, I heard Feng Yuqiu say that you miss me very much? Right? Hee hee, Jiang Wuchen, you cover your heart and ask yourself, are you really... In love with me?

Ha ha, if not, forget it, when I'm amorous.

If it is

Well, I believe you little villain know my heart.

Well, I won't say much. There are many family affairs recently. I'll go back when I handle them. Or you can come to me.

But my family doesn't like outsiders, especially in Dalong valley. You can't get in unless... You become a respected teacher.

Jiang Wuchen, you remember that although I'm not here, you're not allowed to find another woman behind my back, if you love me.

Otherwise, you are free.

Well, no more. The signal here is blocked, so I can only write letters! Don't worry. Take your time. Come to me when you arrive, or I'll go back when I'm free.

Don't read.

Also miss your jade smoke.

The content is very short and there is no substantive content. Jiang Wuchen put it away. He still has some doubts in his heart, but this doubt is very small.

This font is at least Feng YuYan's, and it can't be wrong.

Writing this letter shows that her freedom is not restricted. Perhaps her family is really busy.

Just... Why do I have to go to respect my teacher before I can find her?

"Maybe only respecting teachers can get into the eyes of those practitioners' families. I'm afraid Yuyan is worried that I don't have enough accomplishments. She went to her Feng family and won't be valued by the Feng family." Jiang Wuchen thought so.

"As long as you're all right." Jiang Wuchen put the letter into the heaven and earth bag. He is full of miss for Feng Yuyan. Whenever he comes to the Chongyang building, Feng YuYan's shadow is everywhere.

"It seems... I can't come here often in the future." Jiang Wuchen said bitterly.

He came out of the Chongyang building, called Zhong Bo, arranged a helicopter and flew directly to bencang island.

Not long after, the plane came over bencang island. The cloud array arranged by Jiang Wuchen had a good effect. From a distance, we can only see that the position of bencang island is a white cloud. Only when the distance is getting closer, can we see the whole picture of bencang island.

Far away, Jiang Wuchen noticed that on the black land of bencang Island, there was a fat figure, with a shoulder pole and two barrels, shuttling back and forth between the green seedlings.

"In the past two days, master Haiyuan is still diligent and works continuously every day. According to him, he has lost five or six kilograms in these three days." Zhong Bo said.

"HMM." Jiang Wuchen nodded slightly.

When the plane landed, they crossed the stone passage and came to the field.

Seeing Jiang Wuchen coming, master Haiyuan put down the bucket and ran over to kneel down and kowtow, "little monk, I've seen my mentor."

"I haven't promised to accept you yet. Get up first." Jiang Wuchen said.

Master Haiyuan quickly got up from the ground.

In the black and fertile soil, those green seedlings grow very vigorously, with dense branches and leaves, which is very different from that a week ago.

In the air, the faint spirit of yuan still exists, but it is much thinner than before.

"These green seedlings are irrigated with body quenching liquid every day these days. Their growth is amazing, especially at night. They can even hear the sound of their growth," Zhong Bo said.

Jiang Wuchen noticed that master Haiyuan's bucket was full of body quenching liquid.

"These things are very precious, so they can't be watered as casually as water. Master Haiyuan watered them with wooden ladles every day," Zhong Bo said.

The big monk bowed slightly and said, "these are what I should do. I haven't planted land for many years. I'm very happy to see these young seedlings so active."

Jiang Wuchen nodded, "I don't know if qipetal incense can be planted?"

"Seven petal incense?" the big monk raised his eyebrows. He was too familiar with this plant. It was passed on to him by master Long Yi. As long as he took out seven petal incense, he might lead out demons and ghosts. According to master Long Yi, it was a kind of spirit.

"I heard from Shifu that the seven petal incense belongs to a spirit and needs a special geographical location to grow. I'm afraid it's difficult here."

"It doesn't hurt to have a try." Jiang Wuchen said and took out the seven petals of incense.

This flower is the one that the great monk used to burn. In the center of the petals, Jiang Wuchen poured out some small seeds.