Yunding Xianshan, the palace of Canglang Daojun Qing Moyu.

Shortly after the sun went down, the moon just climbed up.

Nan Yuan looked up at the increasingly round moon, and tomorrow will be the full moon.

When it was three or four days before the full moon last month, Tan Feng's little disciple and grandson had already begun to feel something wrong. Nine times out of ten, the sealed memory woke up early, and then the old monster put it there to pretend.

But this time, tomorrow will be the full moon, but Tan Feng has been normal these times, still the silly little grandson who practiced flying with the sword.

Can washing the pulp and cutting the sutra affect the memory seal?

Nan Yuan was talking about the little disciple and grandson, and someone pushed the door open with a bang.

Tan Feng rushed in, his beautiful face was flushed red, his eyes were bright, and he was very excited: "Master, I did it! There are still a few days before the January deadline, and the disciple and grandson have learned to fly with the sword! Master, you come out, I'll fly to you!"

Seeing that Shizu was still sitting on the futon, Tan Feng strode forward on the ground, boldly grabbed Nan Shizu Yuan's arm, and dragged him out of the house.

"Master, you look good!"

Tan Feng was so excited like a child, he directly pulled out his long sword and threw it in the air. Xu was thrown too high, and the sword slashed straight down, but stopped abruptly at a position about ten feet above the ground.

Tan Feng made a tactic, and the sword changed its position, and then it was firmly parallel to the ground.

The next moment, Tan Feng flew up directly, stepped on the sword body with his feet one after the other, shook his body slightly and stood firmly on it.

"Master Shizu, look at me!" Tan Feng reminded again immediately before flying.

Nan Yuan didn't actually feel that she was an old man, but Tan Feng's chatter was always full of energy, which really made him look like an old man.

"I'm watching, let's fly." Nan Yuan responded perfunctorily.

Then, this night, he just watched Tan Feng fly from one end to the other, and then from there to here.

Really, very annoying.

"Flying well." Nan Yuan turned around.

"Hey, Shizu, don't leave yet. Come and see what else I need to change here?"

"No need to change, it flew perfectly." Nan Yuan left a sentence blankly.

"Hahaha, where and how, Shizu Miaozan, I think I'm flying too low, completely incomparable with Shizu's high-altitude flight, but I think I'll be able to fly higher and higher soon, I will say later It is not allowed to surpass the master, hahaha..."

With a bang, the door slammed shut, isolating Tan Feng's string of narcissistic laughter.

That night, Tan Feng was so arrogant that when Tan Feng came to greet him the next morning, Nan Yuan saw something was wrong at a glance.

"Xiao Tanfeng, wasn't it still very energetic yesterday? Why did you lose your energy overnight?"

Tan Feng smiled slightly, "Master, it's not because I spent too much energy last night, so I have no energy today."

"Oh, so, I thought it was because you remembered your dead mother again."

Tan Feng was stunned for a moment and whispered: "This is naturally also there."

"Since that's the case, you should go and rest. What do you do with me? You've been busy cultivating this month, and the number of times you've asked for peace can be counted on your fingers. What can I say to you?"

Tan Feng's expression changed slightly, and he lowered his head to explain: "It is because I haven't paid my respects to the master for a long time, so I came today."

Nan Yuan stared at him for a moment, her eyes suddenly fell on his neck, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "You don't need to be polite like Shizu, last time you used that Lingzhu to protect Shizu, Shizu already understands your sincerity."

As soon as these words came out, Tan Feng's drooping pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart beat heavily.

Lingzhu!

He was stupid enough to expose the existence of the Lingzhu! Still exposed to this old thing!

Nan Yuan began to talk to him about some things, and praised Xiao Tan Feng again and again.

Tan Feng's hands on his knees tightened slightly, the sealed demon power in his body was about to move, and the coldness in his eyes showed signs of breaking through the confinement.

Nan Yuan kept what he said for a long time. Of course, not all the time, but after a few words, he would rest for an hour, and then continue to say a few words.

The two who "talked very happily" continued to chat until night fell.

"... This deity doesn't need you here, you can go back, and then, think about the gains of this period of time."

When Nan Yuan said the last sentence, she gave him a half-smiling look.

After Tan Feng returned to the wing, he closed the door immediately, printed several seals on it, then took out the spirit bead around his neck and erased the restrictions on it.

Before he could hear the words in the Lingzhu, Tan Feng was so angry that the corner of the table was shaken to pieces.

Although he was simple when he first transformed into shape, he would never reveal the secret of this Spirit Orb to others casually!

The full moon has come, and this matter is stimulated, Tan Feng's body is gushing out with demonic power, and his slender and slender body has become strong and straight in an instant.

Those round dog eyes that looked harmless to livestock turned into a pair of crystal clear light brown cat eyes. The eyes were extremely cold, as terrifying as the aura around him. If you approached a little, you would feel like falling into an ice cave. .

"Why don't you listen to the persuasion, the heart is complicated, how many times have I told you? How few of these people kill people and steal treasures? Even if he treats you well, how do you know he won't hurt your life for this spiritual bead? ?"

"Forget it, I'll give you one last chance. If you still can't find what I want this month, then I will release the memories of this thousand years. When the memories merge into one, I can still continue to be this Xuantian Sect master!"