"That'...... So where is the 'dragon vein' now? Let's go find it. ”

Feng Buqian couldn't wait to say to Mei'er.

"What are you anxious about. Mei'er replied coldly, "The 'dragon vein' is hidden under that 'Purple Qi Peak'. Go if you want. ”

"Ahh As soon as he heard this, Feng Buyu's excitement and excitement suddenly seemed to be poured on a basin of cold water, and all of them were extinguished.

"Purple Qi Peak" is the main peak of "Haoran Zhengqi Pavilion". The location of the Zongmen Temple "Donglai Pavilion" is extremely important. It's not at all that Feng doesn't owe this disciple who has just entered the sect and can go. Moreover, it is heavily guarded, and it is secretly full of prohibitions on the formation of mountain protection, if you want to sneak in, you don't owe the current cultivation according to the seal, it is no different from looking for death.

If the "dragon vein" happened to be hidden under the "Purple Qi Peak", it would be really difficult.

Feng Buqian was suddenly disappointed, and hurriedly asked Mei'er: "What should I do then?" ”

"Don't be in a hurry. Even though Feng Buyu was anxious, Mei'er's tone was still calm, "The 'dragon vein' has been sealed by me, and it has been hidden here for countless years. I can't run away, I can't throw it away. What are you anxious about? ”

Feng Buqian sighed bitterly: "Whether you run or not, whether you lose or not is second." The most important thing is how we can get our hands on it. ”

After that, he also added rather complainingly: "You said you too." It's not good to hide somewhere, why hide under people's noses. ”

Mei'er immediately shouted coldly: "When I hid the 'Dragon Vein' here, it was just a barren mountain with no people. Where is there any 'Haoran Zhengqi Pavilion'. ”

Feng Buqian couldn't help but be stunned, only then did he realize that he had said something stupid, and was about to apologize to Mei'er, but he heard her say: "But...... I do blame it...... In order to hide people's eyes, I not only sealed the 'Dragon Vein', but also attracted a 'Spiritual Sacred Spring' to be placed under the 'Purple Qi Peak' to cover up the fluctuations of the seal. I am afraid that it was because of the discovery of this 'Yunling Holy Spring' that Nie Qingyun built the sect on the 'Purple Qi Peak' in the first place, which led to today's trouble. ”

Upon hearing this, Feng Buqian was taken aback.

He had already heard the words "Spiritual Sacred Spring".

Some of the spiritual mountain blessed lands with abundant spiritual energy in this heaven and earth, through the accumulation and precipitation of endless years, will have a very small chance of forming a spiritual energy source that gathers the five spiritual qi, which is the so-called "spiritual holy spring".

The "Spiritual Spring" is rare and precious, and the aura contained in it is countless times richer than the aura scattered between heaven and earth. If you can rely on the "Spiritual Sacred Spring" to cultivate, you will definitely be able to make a cultivator's cultivation a thousand miles in a day, and it is a place of cultivation that all cultivators dream of.

The reason why the four sects of the "Four Sects of Qingtian" can stand majestically among the thousands of sects in Dongzhou is because within the four sects, there is a "Spiritual Sacred Spring". This is the key to the strength of the four sects. It is also the main reason why thousands of talented teenagers are scrambling to enter the four sects.

At this moment, Feng Buyu couldn't help but be shocked when he heard that the "Spiritual Sacred Spring" of the "Haoran Righteous Qi Pavilion" was actually left by Mei'er.

The "Spiritual Sacred Spring", a rare artifact that conquers the heavens and the earth, can be moved around so willfully by Mei'er.

When lamenting Mei'er's former means of reaching the sky, Feng Buqian finally realized the importance of the "dragon vein".

can be covered with a "spiritual holy spring", which is definitely a special thing.

At the same time, he suddenly thought that if the "dragon vein" was hidden under the "Yunling Holy Spring", then as long as he found a way to get close to the "Yunling Holy Spring", wouldn't he have a chance to get the "dragon vein" in his hands?

"Not bad. Mei'er naturally knew what Feng Buyao was thinking, "That's what I mean." As long as you can get close to the 'Spiritual Sacred Spring', I can get the 'Dragon Vein' back. ”

Feng Buqian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Great." It's easy to do with a solution. ”

Although I don't know how to enter the "Spiritual Sacred Spring" yet, I also know that it must be extremely difficult.

After all, the "Spiritual Sacred Spring" is the foundation of the sect, and the pure spiritual energy in it is non-renewable, so if you consume some, you will have less. The "Haoran Righteous Qi Pavilion" and the predecessor "Purple Pole Sword Sect" have relied on this "Spiritual Sacred Spring" for more than 10,000 years, and the "Holy Spring" must have suffered serious losses, and there is not much left. Therefore, if the disciples in the sect want to enter it to cultivate, the requirements must be very strict.

But although he knew that this method was very difficult, he was not an optimistic person, and with the mentality that it was better to have a way than no way, his heart was instantly relieved, and the stone pressed on it finally fell to the ground.

Then his next step is to enter the "Holy Spring" and seize the "Dragon Vein".

Now that you have a goal, you have motivation.

"Sleep. ”

I only heard him laugh, and then quickly untied his clothes and went straight into the bed.

"Why don't you ask your senior brother," Mei'er reminded, "Let's see how you can enter the 'Spiritual Sacred Spring'. ”

Feng Buyao lay comfortably on the bed, yawning, and said in Mei'er's tone: "What are you anxious about? The elder brother is there, and he can't run away or lose it. I'll ask tomorrow. Anyway, now the goal is clear. The most important thing at the moment is to sleep. After enough sleep, I have enough energy. You have the strength to work. Right.. ”

Mei'er didn't speak again, her seriousness met the unserious of Feng Buo, and she had no chance of winning at all, so she didn't bother to pay attention to Feng Buo, she just despised him with silence.

Feng Buqian shrank into the quilt, closed his eyes, and fell asleep heartlessly......

On the second day, Feng Buqian was hanging on and slept very sweetly.

He dreamed that after all his hard work, he finally entered the "Yunling Holy Spring", obtained the "Dragon Vein" as he wished, and absorbed all of them, and his cultivation soared instantly, and he directly broke through the robbery and entered the Holy Spirit, becoming the top powerhouse in Dongzhou.

Then he killed the Dongfang Gu clan alone with one person and one sword, and beat Dongfang Lei Yi to kneel and beg for mercy, and the strong people in the clan were even more convinced.

He showed his strength and rescued Dongfang Yiren, looking at his wife's alluring face, he was about to pout and kiss the red lips, but saw Dongfang Yiren open his mouth and let out an extremely shrill chirp.

"Giggle,,。。。 ”

Feng Buyao suddenly woke up with a stirring spirit.

After opening his eyes, Feng Buyao realized that everything was just a dream.

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and exhaled with a sigh of relief.

But just as he was about to close his eyes and continue the unfinished kiss, he heard the shrill chirp again.

"Giggle,,。。。 ”

Feng Buyu is another agitator, and his heart is finally confused.

Nima. Can make such a strange noise. Except for a dead bird that has been stabbed by a thousand cuts, who else will it be?

Feng Buqian squinted and looked out the window, and found that the sky was already bright, and it was obviously a good morning.

But for Feng Buyao, early morning is still the time to sleep.

Ichijo's screams seemed to be unstoppable, and he kept screaming like a doping.

The sound was loud and thin, and it was extremely noisy.

Feng Buqian felt extremely painful after listening to a few sounds, and he felt completely sleepy, and scolded without tears in his heart: "You mother is a chicken." It's not a shame that you look like a chicken. Why do you still scream? You should have brought the briquettes and let that stupid donkey roast you and eat them. ”

After scolding in his heart, he got up helplessly.

After getting dressed in three or two, he didn't care about washing, he pushed the door out directly, and looked at the one in the yard that was still screaming.

Seeing that Feng Buyu glared at himself viciously, he looked like he had killed his father and hated the sky, but he was not moved at all, but his small eyes narrowed, revealing a look of extreme contempt, and then the bird's head turned and pointed his fat big ass at him again.

the chicken.

Feng Buqian suddenly exploded his lungs.

When did Lao Tzu receive such a "bird" gas.

Just as he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to reward a "fist of love and justice", he saw the senior brother Zhao Dakuan walking out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife, and then said in a humble voice: "One." Don't scream. Miss Muqin and I are preparing breakfast. I can't delay you from eating. ”

As soon as he heard this, he closed his voice with satisfaction.

Zhao Dakuan saw Feng Buyao on the other side, and couldn't help but smile helplessly, and shouted, "Little junior brother." You've been disturbed by one. Alas. One is Yun Shibo's spirit beast, which entered the mountain earlier than me, and I am helpless against it. You bear with me. I got used to it in a few days. ”

Feng Buqian suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, although he couldn't stop complaining in his heart, he had no choice but to smile at Zhao Dakuan: "I know senior brother." ”

"I continued to help Miss Muqin chop vegetables. Zhao Dakuan nodded, took the kitchen knife and walked into the kitchen with a smile.

As soon as Zhao Dakuan disappeared, Feng Buqian immediately put away his smile, and glared at Yi with bitterness and hatred.

However, a person who seemed to have been accustomed to the gaze of others like a sword and a sword, and now that he was stared at like this, it was not only not afraid at all, but squatted on the ground, closed its eyes, and was as calm as a monk.

Feng Buyao's eyes were sour, and finally he realized that his face was indeed not up to one, so he had to accept his magical powers and retreat into the house in defeat.

Thinking that he would be tossed like this every day in the future, Feng Buqian suddenly felt that the world was gloomy......

After a long sigh, he took out the disciple uniform that Zhao Dakuan had prepared for him from the closet.

It was a jet-black shirt and pants, with a small golden sword pattern tattooed with gold thread on the left chest. The style is very slim, with a low waist and a low neckline, which looks heroic when worn on the body.

After Feng Buqian washed and tidied up, he walked out of the house, and as soon as he went out, he saw Mu Qin walking into the yard with a steaming meal.

Mu Qin raised her head and inadvertently saw Feng Buyao, who was dressed in black.

Involuntarily stunned, Mu Qin smiled, and her cheeks turned inexplicably red in the morning light.