At the same time, Jieyang secretly thought about it, but also admired his master Liu Xingyu even more, he admired his master's eyesight, and being able to make friends with such a cultivation genius in time might be a great blessing for the entire Xuantian Sect.

While admiring Liu Xingyu, Jieyang's heart was also full of excitement, being born in the same era as such a prodigy, although on the road in the future, it will be covered by Lu Qingfeng's edge, but being able to fight with Lu Qingfeng is also a great joy in life.

Lu Qingfeng also praised Jieyang's Divine Flame Sword Technique, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, it is worthy of being the premier super sect in the Eastern Fall Divine Continent, and the disciples cultivated are more powerful than the other. ”

Although the cultivation of Li Yue Hantong and other junior disciples is not as good as Jieyang, their age is younger than Jieyang, and now they are only slightly older than Lu Qingfeng.

That's the terrible thing about the Wizards, just give them a hundred or even decades to shock the whole world.

Jieyang has a long reputation in Xuantian Sect, and Lu Qingfeng also has a learning attitude, so the two of them are intentionally or unintentionally in the fight, so that the other party can carefully experience the actions of one move and one style.

Therefore, the competition between Lu Qingfeng and Jieyang is more about performance, and the entire fight between the two is full of beauty, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

Lu Qingfeng and Jieyang did not take the outcome of this competition to heart, but experienced and observed it with one mind.

Two hours later, Jieyang put away the sword in his hand, looked at Lu Qingfeng and said with a smile, "Brother Lu, in today's battle, Jieyang has gained a lot, and I am really looking forward to having the opportunity to fight side by side with you in the future." "Up to now, the friendship between Liu Xingyu and Xu Rujun has completely continued to Lu Qingfeng and Jieyang's generation.

Lu Qingfeng said with a smile: "Brother Jie, Qingfeng is also looking forward to one day being able to gallop with you on the Falling God Star." The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

Leaving the martial arts arena, the two walked towards Liu Xingyu's peak, and Li Yue, Han Tong and others also followed behind. The mountain peaks of the Xuantian Sect are a little different from those of the Qingyun Sword Sect, there is no thick fog here, everything is clear, walking towards the mountain peaks, you can't feel any heaven and earth vitality.

Several people arrived at a restaurant on the mountain, and after sitting down, while discussing the way of cultivation, while drinking heartily, with questions along the way, Lu Qingfeng asked Jieyang: "Brother Jie, along the way, I didn't feel that there is a heaven and earth vitality stored in the zài, what is going on?"

Jieyang smiled slightly and said, "In our Xuantian Sect, everyone has a small Juyuan Array in their cultivation room. In doing so, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi can not be dissipated, and the utilization rate will be higher. ”

Lu Qingfeng secretly made up his mind in his heart, and went back to the sect in the future to ask the master why the Qingyun Sword Sect did not have such a Juyuan Array, but after thinking about it, he could also understand a general idea, which may be because the cost is too high.

The next morning, Lu Qingfeng went down the mountain very early, and Jieyang sent them off, until they reached the huge stone tablet outside the mountain gate, and a few people did not stand.

Lu Qingfeng hugged his fists to a few people and said: "Senior brothers, Qingfeng is gone, don't pass here, the coming day will be long, and there will be a period later." ”

Several people in Jieyang told Lu Qingfeng to be careful all the way, Lu Qingfeng nodded, turned around and took off, and went straight to the direction of the Ziche Empire.

The thousands of miles around Xuantian Sect have been turned into a forbidden area, in this area, no one is allowed to live, in the Gongyu Empire, the Xuantian Sect is the only one, even the emperor of the Gongyu Empire, when he sees the Xuantian Sect Master, he will tremble.

In the territory of the Gongyu Empire, although there are also several super sects, compared with the Xuantian Sect, the gap is too big, and the combination of these super sects may not necessarily be as strong as the Xuantian Sect.

It can also be seen from this that the Gongyu Empire and the Nanrong Empire are completely different, in the Nanrong Empire, no sect dominates, and the empire and the sect are also on an equal footing, and the eight major sects plus the imperial family are in a relationship of mutual containment.

In the Gongyu Empire, the disciples of Xuantian Sect will be treated with courtesy wherever they go, and no one who is not long-sighted dares to go against the disciples of Xuantian Sect.

After a while, Lu Qingfeng had already flown thousands of miles away, and when he arrived here, there were gradually people, and one or two villages would appear from time to time.

Since it was morning, cooking smoke was rising from the chimneys of every house, and it was time to prepare breakfast.

Lu Qingfeng fell from the sky, stood outside the village, and walked slowly into the village, Lu Qingfeng considered that this experience, except for preparing to go to the Lake of Freedom, had no clear purpose.

Flying all the way, there is no benefit to yourself, this time there is no time limit, it is better to go to various places to take a look, see the world of the world is warm and cold, the world is cold, appreciate the customs of various places, but also make yourself edified.

Restrained his own breath, just like an ordinary mortal, with the long sword behind his back, the white robe fluttering slightly with the morning breeze, and the long black hair was restrained with a thin rope, casually coiled on the top of his head.

As I walked, I looked at the houses on both sides of the road, low thatched houses, made of adobe, and on the outside of the adobe, a layer of mud was plastered, and it seemed that these houses had been exposed to wind and rain for a long time.

The thatch on the roof has become very sparse, and the soil on the wall has fallen off in many places, and many thatched house doors have only door frames, which are covered by a dilapidated curtain, and the door frames are very low.

Looking around, most of the villages were such thatched huts, and although they were all smoking, they were silent and did not make any sound.

Walking along the dirt road in the center of the village, when he was about to reach the center of the village, Lu Qingfeng heard a faint sobbing, and the sound came far away in this silent morning.

Lu Qingfeng walked in the direction from which the voice came, and soon came to a thatched house, which was more dilapidated than all the others in the village.

Lu Qingfeng came to the low door, looked inside, the sound of crying came from inside, and the owner who listened to the sound was only seven or eight years old, Lu Qingfeng raised his feet and entered the house.

For a monk like Lu Qingfeng, no matter how dark the place is, it can't block his sight, there is only a simple stove in the thatched house, and there is a small iron pot on the stove, and there is an iron shovel and a spoon in the pot.

To the left of the stove there is a wooden stool, on which are placed several porcelain bowls, the edges of which are broken, and on the right side of the stove there is a water tank, covered with a tattered bamboo lid.

Inside the thatched house, there was a dilapidated wooden bed, and on the wooden bed lay an old woman in the twilight, with little hair left on her head, her face full of wrinkles, and her body covered with a torn quilt that had been patched for an unknown number of patches.

In front of the thatched house, there is a one-foot-square window, and the light that casts in just envelops the wooden bed.

On the side of the bed knelt a little boy, who looked to be no more than seven or eight years old, the boy was skinny, wearing a gray robe full of patches, his hair was scattered, and his face, which had not been washed for a long time, was mixed with tears, which made this little face look a little strange.

At this time, the little boy's hands, which were tightly holding the old woman's left hand, were already crying, and the tears were still rolling down.

Lu Qingfeng looked at the widowed and lonely grandparents in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little moist in his eyes, the scene in front of him was so similar to when he was eight years old, it was simply his painful experience, and it was a reappearance in this world.

Lu Qingfeng came to the little boy's side, his divine sense scanned the old woman's body, not missing an inch, after more than ten minutes of meticulous scanning, Lu Qingfeng withdrew his divine sense, and sighed secretly.

Lu Qingfeng's level of refining medicine is now very profound, but in the face of the old woman in front of him who has run out of oil and is dying, he is also powerless.

Lu Qingfeng knew that the old woman was most at ease now that his grandson would have nothing to rely on.

In order to make up for the old woman's regret and let her go safely, Lu Qingfeng grabbed the old woman's other hand, and then the little boy found out about Lu Qingfeng's arrival, raised his head, and looked at Lu Qingfeng with a pair of childish eyes full of tears.

Lu Qingfeng carefully crossed a trace of true yuan for the old woman, and after a short time, the old woman slowly opened her cloudy eyes, first looked at her grandson who was kneeling beside the bed, and then turned her head to look at Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng smiled and nodded to the old man and said, "Old man, this is your grandson." ”

The old woman's voice was weak, and she said word by word: "It is the grandson of the old body, his parents left early, leaving our ancestors and grandchildren to depend on each other, and now the old body will die soon, what will I do in the future of my poor grandson, the grandson is still too young, no ability to take care of himself, encountering such a situation, the old body will not be blind." ”

Lu Qingfeng looked at the old woman who was about to die, and could only comfort: "Old man, you can rest assured, your grandson, I will raise you as an adult, and I will not let him suffer any grievances." ”

The old woman looked at her grandson again, and said intermittently: "Grandson, grandma can't take care of you anymore in the future, you just follow this benevolent father, grandma's vision will not be wrong, he is a good person, you have a way to live, grandma can leave with confidence." ”

When the little boy heard the old woman's words, he couldn't help but cry again: "Grandma, grandma, I won't let you go. ”

The old woman broke free from the boy's left hand and gently stroked the boy's cheek, a reassuring smile on her face.

After a while, the old woman's breathing suddenly became short, her lips opened slightly, and she said indistinctly: "Grandson, listen to Engong's words...... and treat your father like a father. ”

The little boy nodded incessantly, and the old woman's hand slowly slipped down, and closed her eyes peacefully.

Lu Qingfeng turned around and went out, quickly bought a coffin, a set of shrouds, changed the old man's clothes, buried him in the cemetery outside the village, and stayed with the little boy at the grave for three days before leaving, until now, Lu Qingfeng did not say a word to the little boy.

Lu Qingfeng took the little boy to the outside of the village, and when he arrived at a place where no one was around, he picked up the little boy, rose up, swept his senses, and galloped towards a city that he scanned.

The little boy was only seven or eight years old, lived in this village, and had never seen anything, when he suddenly saw someone flying with him in his arms, and the sound of the whirring wind was blowing in his ears, and the little boy was so frightened that he suddenly closed his eyes.

After a long time, the little boy opened his eyes and watched the earth below pass by quickly, and the little boy couldn't help but feel sad again, and tears rolled down.

Although the little boy is small, he is very sensible, and now he is getting farther and farther away from his grandmother, how can he not make him sad, struggling in Lu Qingfeng's arms and turning his head, looking in the direction of his hometown.

Sensing the little boy's actions, Lu Qingfeng stopped, turned to look in the direction he came, and said at the same time: "Child, you feel sad, this is normal, but you have to remember that you can't go on like this for a long time, you are still young, and you still don't understand many things, there is one sentence you should understand, that is, I think your grandmother also wants you to live a happy life under Jiuquan." ”

The little boy listened carefully to Lu Qingfeng's words, paused, and Lu Qingfeng continued: "I just checked your physique, you are a good cultivation seedling, when will you come out of the pain of losing your grandmother, when will I teach you the way of cultivation, you think about it yourself, I hope you can do your best to free yourself from the pain." ”

This is the first time Lu Qingfeng has spoken to the little boy, and he has said so much, with Lu Qingfeng's eyesight, he can naturally see that the little boy is an extremely intelligent person, and he must understand Lu Qingfeng's intentions.

I believe that he will be able to do his best to get out of the pain of losing his only loved one, and he can also quickly lead him on the path of cultivation.