Beauty's personal servant

After a while, the crowd was gone, and there were only three or four lonely people outside the Sutra Pavilion.

Chen Feng turned around and solemnly bowed to the old man with rosacea: "thank you for your help!"

"Hehe, I said that I saved you for a reason. Don't be busy to thank you first!" With a wave of his hand, the old man with rosacea opened the door of the Sutra Pavilion: "come in, I have something to say to you!"

While talking, the old man walked slowly into the Sutra Pavilion.

"Chen Feng, today's business is too big. I have to clean up the mess." Bai Rushi looked at Chen Feng and smiled casually.

Chen Feng knew that there must be great distress under Bai Rushi's superficial calm. After all, it was too much this time, which was beyond his control as the son of the villa leader. In order to prevent civil strife in Baiyun villa, Bai Rushi must move actively.

Glancing at master Bai Rushi gratefully, Chen Feng said with a smile, "brother Bai, just go first. If you need my help, just ask!"

Bai Rushi nodded and then walked away.

Chen Feng didn't hesitate. Now he walked into the Sutra Pavilion.

"Bang -" the door slammed shut.

Every few steps, Chen Feng saw the old man with a rosacea. He leaned against the back of his chair and looked at Chen Feng eagerly.

"Er... Elder..." Chen Feng called softly. The old man with rosacea looked at his eyes, which made Chen Feng feel uncomfortable all over.

"Hehe, don't make yourself at home!" With a smile and a wave of his hand, the old man slid a chair behind Chen Feng: "sit down and talk!"

Chen Feng sat down slightly uneasy.

"It's strange why I saved you, isn't it?" The voice of the old man with a bad nose came faintly.

"Yes, Chen Feng knows that there is no intersection with his predecessors. He really doesn't understand his rescue." Chen Feng answered honestly. In the fairyland, don't think that there are righteous and promising things everywhere. No one will help you do anything without certain interests.

"You are wrong!" The old man with rosacea shook his head and said with a smile, "I stay in Baiyun villa incognito. In fact, I'm waiting for you!"

Chen Feng's eyes moved and quietly looked at the old man with rosacea.

"Don't be surprised, you and I really didn't intersect before. Even, I didn't know you existed!" The drunken nose talked eloquently, and his voice was full of pondering: "I saved you just because the old man I liked you."

Chen Feng suddenly became nervous and subconsciously stood up from his chair. Does the old man have a special hobby?

"Hey, where do you want to go!" Rosacea looked at Chen Feng unhappily, with a warm anger on his face: "I'm a normal man!"

"Ha......" Chen Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.

"To tell you the truth, I like you only because you have what I've been looking for!" The old man with rosacea said faintly.

Chen Feng's mood became tense again. This time, he looked at the old man with rosacea with vigilance.

This man is a strong immortal. If he really doesn't do it all the time and wants to kill people and seize treasure, Chen Feng is really not sure to escape. Seeing the power of the strong immortal, Chen Feng knows that if the old man with rosacea really wants to deal with himself, he doesn't even have time to hide in Tiandan immortal's house.

"Hehe, don't be nervous“ The old man with rosacea waved his hand and showed a dignified look on his face: "Chen Feng, don't you think you are very special?"

Special?

Chen Feng's heart sank. There are so many special things about him. Tiandan immortal mansion, longyuxuan yellow Sutra and the fusion of multiple energies are things that ordinary people can only get in legend.

"What does the elder mean?" Chen Feng pretended to be puzzled and looked at the rosacea.

"When the bone etching immortal needle came, you could predict it in advance and avoid it. What did you rely on?" The old man with rosacea said faintly.

Chen Feng suddenly realized that rosacea refers to his sudden ability to predict after entering the fairyland.

"It seems that you also know your ability." The old man with rosacea walked up to Chen Feng and slowly put his palm on Chen Feng's eyebrows.

"Feel it carefully!" The old man's words sounded faintly, and Chen Feng only felt a gentle force entering his own sea of knowledge along the hand of the old man with rosacea.

"This power is called spirit God. It is the sublimation of will. Now, you will gather the immortal stone and move slowly along the direction of my power flow. "

Chen Feng thought for a moment and simply sank down his mind and controlled his immortal knowledge according to the old man's words.

Then a strange phenomenon happened. When Chen Feng's immortal knowledge slowly operated according to the route of the old man's power, a clear understanding came into being.

This insight is extremely mysterious and unclear, but it makes Chen Feng realize that his immortal knowledge seems to be different from ordinary people.

Then he "saw" that there was a light spot the size of a soybean in the depths of the sea. The light spot was quietly suspended in the air, emitting a faint halo.

In the halo, there seems to be a green shadow, extremely vague but familiar.

"Is that green?" Chen Feng's heart trembled. The feeling of deja vu is exactly what green clothes give him? Is it true that green clothes are sleeping in this spot of light?

"See, this is your spirit!" The voice of the drunken old man echoed in Chen Feng's sea of knowledge: "spirit is the sublimation of will. The spirit God is very special. Hundreds of millions of friars may not have a friar with a spirit God! "

While talking, the old man's strength contracted like a tide and suddenly withdrew from Chen Feng's knowledge of the sea.

In an instant, Chen Feng knew that the scene in the sea was bleak, and Chen Feng's consciousness instantly returned to the outside world.

At this moment, Chen Feng had a sense of loss in his heart. He didn't know whether it was from the spirit God or the green clothes sleeping in the spirit God.

"Elder, what's the use of this rare spirit?" Chen Feng frowned and asked toward the rosacea.

"The use of spirit and God is extremely complicated. Simply put, having a spirit is the foundation of spiritual communication. " The discourse of rosacea is very deep, but it also reveals a faint excitement.

"Spirit?" Chen Feng chewed the word repeatedly, and a clear understanding came up.

"The ancients often said that God can pass through heaven, which means spirit and God. People with spirits and gods are far more than ordinary people in the cultivation of gods and spirits. Others practice hard for a year. People with spirit and God may only need to practice hard for a day to reach the progress of ordinary people. Can you figure out the gap? "

"The spirit God is so abnormal!" Chen Feng was stunned and asked again, "but why didn't I feel the breath of spirit before I soared?"

"The spirit is ethereal, and no one knows how it came from. Some people are born with spirits and gods, but some people form spirits and gods the day after tomorrow. During this period, they can't tell the truth. "

"As for you, I think it should be the spirit after tomorrow. Although this kind of spirit is not as advantageous as the innate spirit, it is also very important. "

"Chen Feng, are you willing to join our holy sect and inherit the inheritance of our holy sect?" The old man with rosacea looked at Chen Feng solemnly and said sonorously.