The little dragon swung its huge crocodile head, and a pair of big pig eyes purred and kept looking out of the house. The old man naturally understood what the little dragon meant, and walked slowly towards the outside of the house, and when he crossed the high threshold, his old body was even more old at the moment. Walking outside the house, the old eyes looked around, and a thin and tall figure stood by the gurgling stream, looking at the dense forest ahead.

Seeing this tall figure, the old body of the white old man couldn't help but shock slightly, and the corners of his mouth silently muttered, 'It's finally here!' He walked slowly with his old legs, walked to the stream and stood beside the thin body. The thin man turned his head to look at the old man and smiled slightly:

"Lao Jing, I haven't seen you for ten years, I don't know if I'm in good health!"

"The old man can drink, sleep, and eat, and his body is still quite tough, but his spirit is not as good as before!" The old man touched his white beard and replied with a smile, the words between the two were very polite, it seemed that they were old acquaintances, and this old man was surnamed Jing.

"Hahaha, do you old fairy also have bad spirits! It can't be that you miss your apprentice and become sick! The thin man smiled.

"Hey, only from Dan Lingzi, there are no good apprentices around me, and I am alone until now, how can you tell me not to miss it!" The old man sighed heavily, as if immersed in mourning.

After speaking, the two of them were silent, this thin man seemed to have a heavy heart, and after greeting two words, he didn't smile anymore, and his face was heavy, and the old man looked at him silently and continued to ask:

"Mr. Feng Yang has thought of coming to the Humble House again since he parted ten years ago!"

This thin person turned out to be a close confidant of the 'hot' Xiang Sixue, and the 'dark department' in front of the Black Fire Courtyard led the wind. Two months ago, he accompanied Xiang Sixue and Xiang Si Feiyu to the 'City of Fire'. After Xiang Sixue was arrested, he disappeared without a trace. Now it has drifted to this deserted island.

"The so-called nothing to go to the Three Treasures Palace, I will no longer hide it in front of the old immortals, not for anything else, just for my young owner to be 'hot' Xiang Sixue!" Feng Yang's heavy expression was also much faster.

"Mr. Xiangsi doesn't know what's going on!" The old man asked in surprise.

"When today, the only one who can help the 'hot' vein is the emperor of the Dragonser Empire, and it seems that the father and son can't escape the fetters of fate since the old prince Xiangsi won. At the instigation of Xiang Sitai, Emperor Xiang Sibo finally made a move on the young owner, and the young owner was willing to be bound like the old prince. No resistance was made. Now he is imprisoned in the deep black prison of the 'Dark Department', waiting for the moment when the little prince Xiangsi Feiyu ascends to the top of the Middle Cultivation Competition, he will be executed. Feng Yang continued.

"Mr. Feng Yang is the leader of the 'dark department' in front of the Black Fire Courtyard, he should still have a deep memory of this 'dark department' prison, is it just like watching Mr. Xiangsi being punished by death!" The old man was shocked, but he felt a little confused.

"If you can save me, I will be saved, the old prince treats me like a parent, without the cultivation of the old prince, I am an old beggar on the side of the road, even if I give up this life, I will rescue the young owner. to repay the kindness of the old prince. But I am familiar with the temperament of the young owner, since he is willing to be bound. I guess you don't want us to make a big fuss! Feng Yang sighed heavily and smiled bitterly.

"Since Mr. Feng Yang can't do anything, what can I do as a bad old man!" The old man asked helplessly.

"Elder Jing has devoted his life to refining the medicine of resurrecting the soul, I don't know if I can gain anything now!" Feng Yang looked at the old man, his deep eyes full of anticipation.

"The old prince saved the old man's life back then, maybe now is the time to repay this kindness!"

The old man groaned for a long time, let out a long sigh again, and then continued:

"Maybe that's fate! Old man, I have been refining the pill for more than 60 years, and I have found nothing in my life, but I accidentally refined a 'Purple Gold Reincarnation Pill' a quarter of an hour ago, and those who have left the soul within twenty-four hours will turn around and regain their life as long as they take this pill. ”

The white old man once again stretched a hand trembling into his arms slightly, took out the small vermilion wooden box and handed it to Feng Yang, his face was full of reluctance, and the peerless treasure refined by his life's exercises was about to be given away before it was hot. Feng Yang heard the old man say this, his heavy expression was swept away, and the surprise was self-evident, and the surprise on his always cold face did not know that it had been many years ago.

"Jing Lao has really refined the elixir of resurrecting the dead!"

Feng Yang grabbed the small wooden box in surprise, and took care of the old man's reluctance, and opened the lid of the box anxiously, a purple gold pill was lying in the wooden box, and the hot air of the 'Golden Yuan Divine Fire' seemed to have not dissipated, and the steaming heat ethereal.

"The life-saving grace of the old pioneer, the young owner and the wind are unforgettable!" Qing Xu clasped his hands together and bowed heavily to the old man.

"Mr. Feng Yang is serious, the old man is just to repay the old prince's kindness. The old man wandered all his life, just for alchemy, not seeking fame or profit, and of course not asking others to remember. "The old man's rare indifference, thinking about the calculations with this kid Dor, it is difficult to imagine today's indifference.

"Jing Lao's high wind and bright festival, Feng Yang has led it, no matter whether the old gentleman can stand it or not, I will keep this kindness in my heart!"

After speaking, he put the small wooden box in his arms, bowed again, jumped up in the air like a gust of wind, and disappeared into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

After a two-day break, the middle cultivation selection competition jointly held by the five major sects opened again, and the second stage of the competition, the monks of the five sects who had passed the first round of the competition fought against each other, and the grand opening was grand. The huge and empty 'Shenggu Battlefield' once again resumed the lively scene of 12 days ago, with gongs and drums rising to the sky in the battlefield, bells and music ringing in unison, and people coming and going.

On the stepped observation platform on the side of the battlefield, the upper and lower five floors of people were densely packed with spectators, and the magnificent pavilion of blue bricks and red tiles was even full, and the envoys of the Five Sects, the wealthy nobles of the Dragon Empire, all attended without exception, and this grand and lively scene was even more spectacular than the opening ceremony twelve days ago. In the battlefield, there are four directions around the 'Soul Battle Platform', and I don't know when four huge battle platforms built of huge spur wood were erected, like the stars and the moon surrounding the 'Soul Battle Platform'.

In the middle of the battlefield, thousands of monks were scattered and gathered in all corners. There were hundreds more than at the beginning of the competition. Among them, there are monks who participate in the competition, and more of them are monks of the Five Sects who have come to observe and cheer for the religion. The identity of these monks who came to observe was naturally extraordinary, and the robes were full of bright patterns, and they must have undergone strict scrutiny to enter this majestic and holy place, either high cultivators or famous figures.

Although this was only a duel between the lowest-ranking monks, it was the first time in fifty years that the most elite young forces in the entire continent had gathered together to compete with each other, and perhaps the pillars of the major sects would be produced in it in the next few decades, and such a competition naturally attracted the most eye-catching attention from these high-ranking figures.

Dole was still wearing a loose Mingfeng Sect robe, shaking his hands and swaggering through the crowd. The current identity is different, it is the best of the hundreds of participating monks. Thinking that everyone's eyes were watching him, he almost walked sideways on the battlefield with his head held high, but as always, no one paid attention to him, and all eyes on and off the field still stayed on the three talented boys, and the 'three sons' came out of the encirclement as expected.

'Ya Gongzi' Long Yu? Cang Lang is still so elegant and calm, talking and laughing in the eyebrows, and the dark green robe of the 'Poison Boy' is as new as usual from the beginning of the competition to this moment, without a trace of dirt, as if he has not made a move along the way. Although the 'Fire Boy' Xiang Si Feiyu won the most dangerously, the three groups of players in the duel were the strongest groups.

Dole amused himself through the crowd. Now he is not lonely, early in the morning, Zhou Shentong and Zhen Wushu pulled him up from his snoring and sleeping, and sandwiched him into the arena from left and right, just like the second general. Compared with Dole's indifference, these two people are very excited, since the beginning of the Mingfeng Sect, they are not optimistic about this group, especially after a companion inexplicably broke his foot and let Dole replace him, he was forgotten to a remote corner, and now he has broken through, and the congratulations and envy of the two of them are even more like snowflakes, how have the two of them been treated like this, and the rank of the middle cultivation is even closer at hand, and the two of them can't help but flutter in the dream-like reality.

As soon as the three of them arrived on the battlefield, Zhou Shentong and Zhen Wushu were surrounded by a large group of onlookers Mingfeng Sect monks, talking and laughing, the two of them were too busy to leave the kid Dole to the side, and the others didn't pay attention to him, everyone thought it was the credit of Zhou Shentong and the two, and this dry boy just picked a cheap one for nothing.

Dole felt very bored in his eyes, you ignore me, I don't miss you, shook his hand and started his walk again, but this time it was not aimless, it was goalless. First looked for the queue of the monks of the Black Fire Academy, and then looked for Xiang Si Feiyu, he was not uncommon Xiang Si Feiyu cared about Mei Lin's little eyebrows who stuck to his brother when he had nothing to do, and when he found Xiang Si Feiyu, he naturally found his little daughter-in-law, thinking that he first saved Xiang Si Feiyu's life, and then broke out of the barrier, this little daughter-in-law who has always looked down on himself will always be impressed by himself, and he is also fluttering unconsciously.

The battle platform built around the four huge sassalwood just walked around half a circle, Xiang Si Feiyu didn't find it, but suddenly there was a dazzling fragrance around him, which can arouse the fragrance of men's infinite **, this fragrance is too familiar, although there are not many women who have been in close contact, just a few Emily, bosom confidant, Mei Lin, and elves are not women's, although he has a woman's appearance and body, but unfortunately it is nothing.

This fragrance is completely different from the surging body fragrance of several of them, enchanting and charming, extremely sexy, this fragrance is only available to a woman, Le Yi's beautiful appearance just appeared in his mind, and his ears hurt again, and he screamed and looked up at the place where the fragrance wafted from:

"Ouch, demon...... Hello, hello, sister. ”

Le Yi smiled like a flower and twisted his ears with her fingers, looking down at him, today's Le Yi is wearing a gorgeous green dress, and there is a fragrant hibiscus flower on her long black hair, whether it is a hot summer or a cold winter, Le Yi will always be a light and weak transparent long skirt:

"Bastard boy, after passing the first stage of the competition, don't you know my sister!"

"Sister, tap it, I'm still injured!" Dole kept begging for mercy.

"Yo, you cunning scoundrel, will you get hurt too! Come and see if you're hurt! ”

Le Yi let go of his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were like silky waves, and he slowly looked at the dry boy from head to toe, Le Yi became more and more interested in Dole, at first glance this kid was a lascivious scoundrel, at the second glance this kid didn't know the height of the sky but was quite agile, and at the third glance this kid was able to break through successfully, and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy could break through from many strong young people who were more than ten years older than him, except for the three genius boys, only this dry scoundrel boy was left.

Others don't know, but this Le Yi understands best, such a fiercely competitive group duel has almost evolved into a battlefield of killing, and the contestants are never cheap. The weak group is naturally the object of others, and the strength of the strong group is between the two, and a person who does not sell his death power will be swallowed by the opponent in an instant, unless there is a transcendent and outstanding genius like the 'Three Princes'.

Le Yi looked at Dole with interest, this kid who didn't teach him might become his mortal enemy in the future, although he smiled and chanted in his heart, he was puzzled, could there be anything strange about this kid! But I can't see it. Dole never knew what shyness was, nor did he know what shame was, so he straightened his chest and held the back of his head with both hands for you to see enough, standing upright and not shaking his head.

Facing the pair of light and flowing beautiful eyes, Dole raised his head and looked at the beautiful face, you look at me and I look at you, I don't know who suffers! First the faint green eyes that can melt all men's hearts, then the sharp and erect nose, then the flaming lips, then the white and long erect neck, the slitted eyes continue to go deeper, the gaze becomes more and more obscene, and the erect neck is ......

In the dim dense forest on the shore of the 'Strait of Death', the pair of looming and seductive twin peaks flashed in his mind again, and suddenly said to Le Yi with a smile:

"Sister, can I make a request!"

"What a request!" Le Yi replied with a light smile.

"Can you bend down and look at me?" Dole continued to laugh as if the request was the most triumphant thing to do.

What a requirement! Le Yi's forehead frowned, and she instantly understood something, when she saw this kid for the first time, she was eaten tofu like this, her fragrant face was suddenly cold like frost, she raised a white slap, and slapped it down quickly.

After a crisp and neat sound, five bright red finger prints appeared on Dole's bronzed face that was tanned by the seaside sun, Le Yi slapped it, turned around and stopped paying attention to the kid, and walked away. She has always been teasing men, but today she was molested by this half-old little man, how can you tell her not to be angry.

A slap down Dole was slapped in a mess, in the surprised eyes around him, he woke up for a long time, shook his head and pouted, "Isn't it just bending down!" It's not the first time I've seen it, what's the big deal! Then he strode through the crowd as if no one was around, and continued his journey in search of his daughter-in-law.

Finally found it! From afar, I saw a pair of innocent little eyebrows face to face holding hands, among a large group of black fire monks in fiery red robes, jumping and talking and laughing, Xiang Si Zhixin and Mei Lin, a pair of good little sisters, as soon as they met, they kept talking and laughing, as if they had endless whispers. Today's confidant is wearing a fiery red fox brocade narrow long dress, with a fluffy skirt collar that hides the pink face, Mei Lin is wearing a purple and red mink dress, and the same fluffy skirt collar hides the pink carved face, and Xiang Si Feiyu stood next to him as always, still looking coldly at the tall 'Soul Battle Platform' in front of him. (To be continued......)