Jiangling City, Qingfeng Temple.

When I went there, the autumn leaves were withering, but now it is spring and the flowers are blooming.

Feng Xiaoping was sitting in the courtyard bored, with a palm-sized sword in his hand. As he drove it, it kept spinning in the air, as nimble as a swimming fish.

"More than five months have passed, and I don't know when senior brother will come back." Looking at the sycamore trees in the southeast corner covered with new branches, Feng Xiaoping looked at the little sword in his hand that he couldn't put down, and couldn't help but feel a little bored.

Ever since he forged this small jade sword and Zhou Yu left, he felt more and more that his previous life was too boring. He often wanted to learn or ask for advice on some novel things, but there was no one to ask him. Think about being drunk.

The master estimated that he would wake up in half an hour, and he had to go out to buy food and drinks, so he suddenly felt a headache.

"Hey, I just ate and slept all day long. I really don't look like a successful practitioner." Feng Xiaoping sighed helplessly.

If Zhou Yu hadn't left a lot of money behind when he left, he would have starved to death relying on the incense that was available in the Taoist temple.

"No, Master, if you don't starve to death, I will be the only one who starves to death." Thinking of the things that my master made casually made Senior Brother Zhou Yu happy for a long time, and Feng Xiaoping's head got bigger.

"I am only at the fourth level of Qi training now. Senior brother can only practice Qi after Daoji. I can breathe in the morning glow to practice Qi. I don't know when I will reach that point." Thinking of this, Feng Xiaoping looked at the small bottle in his hand expectantly.

Sword, but feeling that his magic power was still meager, he sighed again, stood up immediately, and was about to leave the Taoist temple to buy food and drinks.

If the lazy master becomes happy, he might be able to teach him a few more unique skills.

"It's just that the master is getting more and more greedy, but he only has one hundred and twenty-three taels and four dollars left... Why don't I buy a chicken drumstick outside and bring some steamed buns when I come back?" Shuan Taoist Temple

As he opened the door, Feng Xiaoping's eyes suddenly turned, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Well, this method has great potential."

"What a promising method, Junior Brother Feng, you look like you're smiling with bad intentions." Just as Feng Xiaoping was secretly enjoying himself for his cleverness, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

Hearing this, Feng Xiaoping quickly turned his head and saw Zhou Yu, still wearing the green robe he had left, standing a few steps away, holding a steaming mahogany food box in his hand, and said happily, "Senior brother, you

Finally home."

"Well, I just came back. Uncle Master hasn't gotten up yet." Zhou Yu walked over familiarly, opened the door of the Taoist temple, looked at the sycamore tree in the corner of the courtyard, and felt an inexplicable meaning in his heart.

"Well, I'm still sleeping." Feng Xiaoping nodded quickly and followed.

"Brother, didn't the master say that it would take at least one year or at most three years for you to come back? Why did you come back after only five months? Did something happen to you?" Taking the food box from Zhou Yu,

Feng Xiaoping said as he walked.

"It doesn't matter if something happens. I'll ask the master for some magic weapons later. It doesn't matter if I haven't mastered the sword intention. There are a lot of treasures there with the master anyway."

"Well, I encountered something, but I solved it and saved someone when I came back." Zhou Yu walked into the dilapidated hall and said with a smile.

"As for sword intent, your senior brother and I are extremely talented. It would take a year. If it weren't for the sacrifice of the magic weapon, I would have come back long ago."

"Yeah?"

"Of course." Zhou Yu said without looking back when he heard this.

"Looking at your triumphant look, it seems that you have indeed gained a lot." Feng Buping swayed out of nowhere and said jokingly.

"Hello, uncle."

"Master, why did you get up so early today? It's not yet noon yet?" Feng Xiaoping stuck his head out and looked at the sun, which had not yet reached noon, and said.

"It comes naturally when you wake up. Do you want to wait for you two boys to finish the food secretly?" Feng Buping yawned and said angrily, reaching out with his hand.

Feng Xiaoping felt a strong force coming from his hand, and the food box in his hand was snatched away by Feng Buping. Before he could get angry, he saw that Feng Buping had opened the lid of the box, and the aroma suddenly overflowed, making him unable to help but swallow it.

Take a sip of saliva.

"Not bad, not bad. They are all my favorite dishes. My nephew is very interested."

"As long as Uncle Master likes it." Zhou Yu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Half an hour later, Feng Buping, who had eaten and drank enough, held a chicken bone in his mouth, touched his belly with satisfaction, leaned on the incense table, and looked at Zhou Yu.

"While I'm free now, show me the sword intent you've developed."

Zhou Yu was overjoyed when he heard this. His uncle was good at bribery. After sending Wang Li away in vain, he made a special trip to the city to buy these delicious delicacies.

Buzz!

The next moment, Zhou Yu concentrated his mind. Under the gazes of Feng Buping and Feng Xiaoping, who looked curious, his body suddenly shook, and a wave of sword intent filled the air.

"It's interesting." Feeling the pure sword intent emanating from Zhou Yu, a smile suddenly appeared on Feng Buping's lazy face.

"Uncle Master, what did you see?" Seeing this, Zhou Yu's eyes moved and he asked with a hint of taking a test.

"You want to test me. You must be a bit naughty, so let me guess." Feng Buping smiled and didn't mind. He spat out the chicken bones he was chewing and tapped his fingers gently on the table.

He glanced at Feng Xiaoping and said.

"Although your sword intention is good, and it has the flavor of fighting for the chance of death for the sake of survival, it is too weak. It should be based on analogy..."

"If it's weak, how can it be good? Master, are you just fooling around?" Feng Xiaoping looked at his master with doubt after hearing this, but he didn't feel anything.

"What do you know?" After being interrupted, Feng Buping glared at Feng Xiaoping, but the latter didn't mean to be threatened at all. He curled his lips disdainfully, as if you couldn't deceive me, and looked at Feng Buping.

I'm so upset.

"Don't interrupt if you don't understand. If the sword intention in your senior brother was really realized when he died, then it wouldn't be so condensed and scattered at this moment;

As for the reason why I say it’s good as a teacher, it’s because although your senior brother’s sword intention is not firm enough, it is at least coming from the heart, and it contains a hint of the way of change with the intention of life.”

"Uncle Yingming, my nephew's water-moving sword spirit was indeed obtained by observing a carp with silver and gold patterns escaping." After hearing this explanation, Zhou Yu immediately expressed his admiration for Feng Buping and explained quickly.

"The carp knew that someone was secretly watching it, but it didn't show any fear. Instead, it made every possible effort to feign death and entered the belly of a tiger-striped python. Finally, after the two tigers fought, the tiger-striped python was far superior to it.

He escaped from his belly and finally stole the inner elixir made from the essence of the tiger-striped python."

"Oh!" Feng Buping heard a look of surprise on his face and fell into deep thought.

"Brother, are you cooperating with my master and helping him cover up his lies? Where can there be such a smart carp in the world?" Feng Xiaoping looked at Zhou Yu with a suspicious look on his face, wondering in his mind whether this senior brother of his was...

I also want to please the master and get some benefits.

"Have you ever seen that carp?"

"Well, that carp is the Changliu River God who saved my nephew's life."

"Are you sure?" Feng Buping asked, a serious look on his face.

"I'm sure. Although my nephew only saw its true face that day, that's why my nephew is so sure." Seeing this, Zhou Yu replied solemnly.

"This carp is not simple." Feng Buping said in amazement.

"Uncle Master, did you see something?" Zhou Yu asked curiously.
Chapter completed!