When Ji Yuan set out the four treasures of his study to brush ink for the small characters, Zhu Yan, who left the courtyard where Ji Yuan was staying, hurriedly came to the front yard of the official residence, and transmitted the sound to the old monk surnamed Tang.

The latter was originally in the main living room of the front courtyard, who was laughing with Liping, and was stunned.

"Uh, Tang Xianchang, what happened?"

When Liping saw the old immortal standing beside him suddenly stunned, he asked with concern, and the latter looked at Liping and smiled.

"It's nothing, Daoyou Zhu seems to have a sudden insight. If you want to go back to retreat for a while, you won't be attending today's dinner. Let me apologize to Master Li on your behalf."

"Oh, no, no, of course it's Zhu Xianchang's business that matters. I'll make a special trip to entertain Zhu Xianchang another day. Xianchang, let's continue talking about Feng'er."

"Well, yes, let's continue, Feng'er has outstanding talent and is indeed a good seedling..."

...

On this side, Zhu Yan was escorted out of Liping's official residence by the gatekeeper of the official residence, and then quickly walked into the street and returned to the Immortal Master's mansion where he was temporarily staying. Some means of reinforcement.

Zhu Yan walked in a hurry, and the attendants of the Immortal Palace greeted him when they saw him coming back from outside.

"Zhu Xianchang!" "I have seen Zhu Xianchang!"

"Um!"

Zhu Yan just nodded lightly with breath out of his nostrils, and kept returning to his retreat room.

"puff……"

A large patch of blood burst out from Zhu Yan's neck, and his chest was stained red with blood. The erythema on his body that had subsided immediately resurfaced, and even scorched brown marks appeared in most places.

"Zizzi...Zizzi..."

A burst of smoke rose from Zhu Yan's body, with a touch of reddish-gray in it, as if the true fire of samadhi was still burning, and the pain was even stronger.

However, Zhu Yan was expressionless at the moment. He stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck with one hand, while the other hand grabbed directly into his chest and pinched his heart. He was full of demonic energy, and used a powerful demon method to suppress the stay. Sword intent in two wounds.

Zhu Yan temporarily suppressed the sword intent in just a moment, and after about twelve hours, a part of the sword intent began to be sealed, and the wound in the heart finally began to heal, instead of forcibly closing it with muscles, the same was true for the fracture of the neck. , the blood stains began to slowly dissipate little by little.

At this moment, there was still a lot of blood floating in the room, all of which flew back to Zhu Yan as Zhu Yan's wound healed, and not much was lost.

However, this does not completely dispel the sword intent. It is like a chronic disease. It seems that the drug will heal quickly, but the root of the disease needs to be recuperated slowly. The burns on Zhu Yan's body are even more difficult to handle. Back to tug of war.

Zhu Yan's epidermis often seems to have healed itself, but a certain burn will always spread out on its own, and soon it will turn red and scorched, and it will also burn Zhu Yan's mana, although for Zhu Yan It's not an unbearable fatal injury, but it feels very bad, especially the pain, which is piercing.

"Humph, this is the true fire of Samadhi of Ji Fate, it is more difficult than imagined!"

Whispering in a cold voice, Zhu Yan actually stretched out his hand and claws at the most severely burned part of his body.

"His..."

A terrifying tearing sound rang out in the **** crack, Zhu Yan actually tore off a piece of his own skin, and then stretched out his hand to several other places.

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During this process, new flesh continued to grow. After another half day, Zhu Yan's surface had recovered to its original state, but although the burning pain had subsided a little, it still lingered. Occasionally there will be a feeling like a knife gouging out your heart and cutting your flesh.

If you want to be completely profitable, the only thing left is to grind the water slowly. Even Zhu Yan can't completely recover in a short time, unless he wants to help, but this possibility is too small, Zhu Yan himself Neither do I want to.

Zhu Yan, who returned to the Immortal Master's mansion, did not leave the house for ten days. Naturally, no one in the mansion would disturb him. Even the cultivator Tang didn't ask any more questions when he returned.

It wasn't until ten days later that Zhu Yan finally opened the door. At this time, he had a certain confidence that even if he planned to meet in person, he might not be able to see that his injuries were not in good shape.

...

In the Li Mansion, Li Pingzheng and the old man surnamed Tang, who was visiting again, were sitting in the living room, and in the corridor outside, Li Feng was being brought into the living room by the steward.

Entering the hall, Li Feng frowned when he saw his father sitting with the immortal chief, but he went forward and saluted obediently.

"Li Feng pays respects to his father, and to the immortal."

"Don't be too polite! Come here for the father."

Liping asked his son to encourage him, and then beckoned him to come to him. After all, Li Feng had a relationship with his father, and he was also a little afraid of his father, so he walked carefully to him.

"Feng'er, Tang Xianchang is coming to see you again. Except for the emperor, it is not so easy for ordinary royal relatives to see Tang Xianchang..."

What else could Liping say, the old man smiled and stopped him, but took out a small silver talisman from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

"Feng'er, you don't need to worry about what Mr. Li said. Tang is just an ordinary monk, and there is no need to be a teacher because of Mr. Li's words. As the so-called twisted melon is not sweet, my generation of immortals pays attention to a fate, come here. , this is given to you by the old man."

Li Feng curiously reached out to touch the talisman on the table, poked his finger, and suddenly layers of silver light rippled on the surface of the talisman like water waves.

"Hahahaha... This is a pure heart talisman refined by this old man. It can help you calm down and have some small exorcism effects. Although it is not a great treasure, it will not be given away easily. Accept it."

Li Feng wanted it again, but didn't dare to accept it. He seemed hesitant, and the old man laughed again.

"Don't worry, it's not that you have to be a teacher after you receive it, it's just a gift that I brought to you when you came to see it."

Li Feng was relieved at this time, grabbed the talisman in his hand, and thanked the old immortal.

"Thank you Xianchang, Li Feng likes it very much!"

Liping on the side just sighed, this Immortal Tang really likes his son, how many people are envious of such an opportunity, and it is too late. The royal family and relatives want to worship some immortal masters in the court and have no way to enter. Being in the bliss does not know the bliss.

Lao Xianxiu was very patient with Li Feng, and he was confident that this child would definitely join his door.

"Feng'er, can you tell me why you are reluctant to join this old man?"

"I……"

Li Feng is a little hesitant. He is not stupid. He knows that Mr. Ji may not accept him as a disciple. He also heard from Hero Zuo that there are countless people in the world who want to worship Mr. Ji, but Mr. Ji It seems that there are no apprentices at all, but this thought has always been there.

Moreover, Mr. Ji had warned Li Feng not to practice spiritual arts until he was physically strong. Maybe when he could get in touch with the spiritual arts, he might be accepted as a disciple by Mr. Ji, and even if Mr. Ji did not accept disciples, in comparison , Li Feng also prefers Zuo Wuji.

Seeing Li Feng hesitating, Liping on the side spoke.

"Hey, this idiot, recently followed a martial artist with him to practice martial arts every day. I think he is obsessed with martial arts."

"Martial arts?"

The old man surnamed Tang was slightly stunned, and then laughed.

"Feng'er, martial arts is a trivial art. It can't be used for anything, and it can't transcend birth, old age, sickness and death. It's really not comparable to immortal cultivation."

Hearing this, Li Feng frowned. This is different from what Mr. Ji said. It is also very different from Zuo Daxia's lofty aspirations and arrogance. Li Feng is obviously more willing to believe in Ji Yuan and Zuo Wuji.

"Is that a fairy? But now there are Confucian temples and martial arts temples being built everywhere. Is martial arts really useless?"

Li Feng asked about martial arts, which Ji Yuan and Zuo Wuji often said, but of course Lao Xianxiu didn't think that a child knew what "dao" was. He smiled and shook his head slightly.

"Martial arts is really difficult to get into the hall of elegance, but now there are martial arts temples everywhere, but that is just to stabilize the luck of Xia Yongchao. Of course, there are some people with amazing martial arts in this world, but that kind of people is too high. Little, it can't play a decisive role, and even the old man thinks that he is no longer a mortal person, and should not be confused with a mortal little art."

Li Feng felt that what the old immortal master said was wrong, because some warriors are too strong, so they are not practicing martial arts?

"Yeah, Feng'er, how can the trivial art be comparable to the immortal art, your martial master will send him away for his father's change, and he will go back and forth with some basic skills, and teaching you martial arts is nothing more than trying to make money. "

The steward who had been standing at the door opened his mouth and wanted to say something to his master, but in the end he didn't open his mouth when he thought of the advice he received from Ji Yuan before the dinner party that day.

And Li Feng couldn't bear it anymore, even if Zuo Wuji didn't want him to talk nonsense before, he couldn't bear to be slandered by his father in the heart of Lord Wu Sheng.

"Father, you're going too far! What mortal little tricks have been said for hundreds of years and thousands of years~lightnovelpub.net~ Maybe this was the case before, but not now, others may be like this, but if you teach me Is it called Zuo Wuji?"

Li Feng's somewhat violent reaction caused Liping to be angry at first.

"Feng'er, even Dad dares to contradict him?"

"Child dare not!"

Then Liping came back to his senses.

"Zuo Wuji? Why do you seem to have heard of it somewhere..."

The old man surnamed Tang on the side was a little stunned, and asked back to his senses.

"Zuo Wuji? Which Zuo Wuji? But that Wu Sheng Zuo Wuji?"

"Exactly."

Li Feng looked at his father and then at the old immortal teacher, and answered affirmatively, which made the old immortal teacher's complexion fall into contemplation, and his eyes flickered.

"He's teaching you martial arts? In this mansion?"

"Yes, Master Zuo didn't let me say it at first, but Dad wanted to drive him away, so I said it."

Liping has been an official for many years after all, and it is not impossible to observe words and expressions. Seeing the change in the face of the old immortal master, he immediately understood that this martial arts saint is not a false name, but his innate expectations for immortal methods are greater than martial arts, so Said calmly.

"Even if that Martial Saint is really teaching you martial arts, compared to immortal arts, martial arts are still ordinary..."

The old fairy raised his hand to stop Liping from continuing.

"Master Li, the honor of the Martial Saint, should still respect him, but the matter of accepting disciples is not something that can overwhelm the old man."

Saying that, Master Tang stood up.

"Feng'er, the old man will come to see you another day, Mr. Li, the old man has something to do, so let's say goodbye first!"

"Uh, I will send the Immortal Master!"

"no need!"

After returning to Liping and Li Feng, Tang Xianshi left the living room with the gift of the two, and did not go to visit Zuo Wuji, so he left the Li residence directly.