This time, he did not mobilize the spiritual power in the dantian, but only poured the fire-based spiritual power that was imported into the gold and transformed by the Yuming spiritual trick into the eldest brother's body. As for himself, at the same time, he sucked the remaining gold and wood spiritual power into the inner dan.

When he found out that his sister had started to input spiritual power into him again, Feng Fengqi originally wanted to refuse. He sighed silently in his heart, and finally did not stop cultivating.

About half an hour later, Feng Yunqi finally broke through and advanced.

Only then did Feng Qiyan withdraw his hands and let out a long breath of turbidity. As soon as he relaxed, he raised his left hand and wanted to rub the corners of his forehead, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the spirit ring......

It's been almost an hour and a half, Xiao Yuchen, that guy won't be stupidly waiting for him to go back and have dinner together, right?

After observing the situation of the eldest brother, there should be no problem. Feng Qianyan left first, and rushed back to Fengqi Courtyard in a puff of smoke.

The doors and windows of the flower hall were wide open, and the lights were bright inside, and Xia Ling was guarding the door, looking at the gate of the courtyard.

"Small-" saw the figure of his own young lady appear at the gate of the courtyard from a distance, Xia Ling's word "sister" had not yet been called, and the wind had already rushed straight into the flower hall.

"Whew-whew-" Feng Qianyan stopped beside Xiao Yuchen and gasped for breath.

Xiao Yuchen put down the book in his hand, looked sideways, and reproached distressedly: "What are you doing running so fast?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of you, I'm in a hurry. Whew-"It's hot, and I run too fast, and beads of sweat drip down my forehead."

Feng Qianyan was just about to raise his hand to wipe it, and his long fingers pinched the Jinpa, which had already covered his forehead, and carefully wiped it little by little. The surroundings immediately cooled down a lot, and it was Xiao Yuchen who released the ice spiritual power. And the faint cold aura unique to Xiao Yuchen's body exuded from the brocade and sleeves calmed down his mind.

It was an inexplicable feeling of peace of mind.

Feng Qianyan felt that he must be crazy, and there was a young boy who was only fourteen years old on the other side!

Seeing that her own lady was back, Xia Ling came in and wanted to ask if she wanted to set the meal. As a result, before the door entered, he saw such a scene inside, and hurriedly lowered his head and turned to leave.

Xiao Yuchen ordered in a cold voice: "Let's set the meal." ”

"Yes, my lord. Xia Ling answered and went to the small kitchen.

From the corner of his forehead to his neck, seeing that the sweat was gradually decreasing, Xiao Yuchen put away the Jinpa. poured a cup of tea and stuffed it into Feng Qianyan's hand: "Don't worry next time, I'll wait for you." ”

"Oh...... Oh. Being treated so gently by the little boy, Feng Qiyan's heart was a little sweet, but also a little entangled and embarrassed. I had to lower my eyes, hold the cup in both hands, put it to my lips, take a sip of tea, and think about what to say.

His eyes drifted to the book that Xiao Yuchen put on the table, which looked very old, covered with mottled marks left by the years.

"What you were just looking at...... What is it?"

Xiao Yuchen raised his chin to the book.

"Huh?" Feng Qianyan put down the cup, picked up the book, and flipped through it in his hand, "This is ...... It seems to be an ancient text......" frowned slightly, "Hmm...... These drawings are so strange......"

"An ancient book about refining weapons. Xiao Yuchen explained with a light smile.

"Evenly?"

"Hmm. Ghost City. ”

"Ghost Market?" Feng Qianyan pouted, "It's so shabby, it can't be a fake, right?"