"There are too few masters. Even if you unify the world, you can't get much destiny value..."

Chu Feng sat on the couch, sighed faintly, and then his eyes flashed, "I hope the world's Buwu's action can be successful..."

Time flies, and it has been half a year.

Above the sea, waves.

There were four people on a small ship. The rowing pair of young men and women were a pair of squads.

The man has a handsome appearance, long shirt, sword sleeves, brocade belts, and a long sword cross-body; the girl has a tight white dress, and looks like tender branches are just beginning to burst, and she is extremely graceful. Under her black bangs, her eyes are flowing, as if she is talking to people. Unfortunately, the eyes and nose are covered by gauze, and the mouth of the yao nose can be vaguely visible, and the whole picture cannot be seen.

These two people are the new generation of disciples of the Origin Palace specially selected by Chu Feng.

The young man is called Yang Xiange and the girl is called Ye Suqin.

And what they went to was naturally the residence of the Palace of Origin.

Chu Feng and Shuang'er sat on the soft sheepskin couch in the middle. Shuang'er's beautiful hair was flying. She picked up the wine pot and filled Chu Feng's wine glass. "Young master is a man from heaven, why should we build a palace of origin here?"

Chu Feng laughed: "I am not a person from heaven..."

Chu Feng took a sip of wine, his eyes turned to a white cloud slowly floating across the sky, and said in a slight tone: "Have Shuang'er ever heard of the sky in the pot?"

"But Fei Changfang's story...?" Shuang'er showed curiosity.

"good……"

According to the Book of the Later Han Dynasty, the Biography of Fei Changfang, there was a man named Fei Changfang in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

One day, he was drinking in a restaurant to relieve his boredom. Occasionally, an old man selling medicine was hanging a medicine gourd to sell pills and paste pills.

After selling for a while, the pedestrians on the street gradually dispersed, and the old man quietly got into the gourd.

Fei Changfang saw it clearly and concluded that the old man was not an ordinary person. He bought wine and meat and respectfully paid homage to the old man. The old man knew his purpose and led him into the gourd together. When he opened his eyes, he saw the verdant railings and painted buildings around him, magnificent, with strange flowers and plants, like fairy mountains and jade pavilions, with a unique world.

Later, Fei Changfang learned alchemy with the old man for more than ten days. Before leaving, the old man gave him a bamboo stick and rode it on it like flying.

When he returned to his hometown, his family thought he was dead. It turned out that more than ten years had passed.

From then on, Fei Changfang was able to cure all diseases, drive away the plague, and bring people back to life.

"There are countless stories about Hu Zhongtian. It is recorded in the Taoist book "The Legend of Gods and Immortals: Hu Gong" written by the Taoist priest Ge Hong of the Jin Dynasty, and the Taoist book "Yunji Qixuan" compiled by Zhang Junfang of the Song Dynasty...!" Chu Feng took a deep breath of fragrance, his eyes as bright as stars.

"These stories are circulated among the market. Ordinary people only think that they are interesting stories of gods and monsters imagined by the ancients, and they just smile." Chu Feng said calmly.

"Isn't it?" Shuang'er said curiously.

"Maybe it was the imagination of the ancients, but it may not be fake..."

Chu Feng chose a comfortable position, lay down on his back, and without hesitation, resting his head on Shuang'er's soft and elastic breasts, his eyes half open and half closed, and the fragrance lingered between his nose.

Shuang'er's delicate face looked shy and timid and afraid to resist, and said softly: "It's not fake, is it still true?"

"Who can tell this clearly..."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "In my opinion, the gourd is a blessing in the world. Fei Changfang entered the blessing in the cave from the mortal realm. After he came out, he had the power to resurrect the dead, which means Fei Changfang became an immortal..."

"Immortal..."

Shuang'er's beautiful eyes were desolate, revealing a look of enlightenment, thinking of the shuttle passage when Chu Feng returned.

She couldn't help but guess: "Have you met such a pot-sized sky, so the young master was always in pot-sized sky before?"

Chu Feng smiled and rubbed Shuang'er's hair: "No, to me, this world is the sky in the pot... So, you know why I left..."

"So that's how it is..." Shuang'er seemed to understand a little.

"Um…!"

Chu Feng nodded: "When Shuang'er, your martial arts reach its peak, I will take you out of this pot of heaven and see a new world..."

"Really... it must be a fairyland. I will definitely practice martial arts well in the future...!" Shuang'er's eyes flashed with determination.

"Prince Lord!"

Yang Xiange bowed to Chu Feng and saluted Shuang'er, "Master's wife! Do we have a chance to leave Hu Zhongtian..."

"No, can we?"

Ye Suqin also looked at Chu Feng with bright eyes, with expectations hidden in her eyes.

"Haha! Xiange, Suqin, do you want to get out of the sky in the pot?"

When Chu Feng saw the two of them, he smiled and said, "You are my personal disciples, so there is no problem..."

The small ship was moving further and further away. The two of them looked up and saw that the sea and sky were the same color, the waves were like flying snow, the white clouds were chasing each other, and the rainbows and bright clouds were accompanying each other.

"It's so beautiful... Palace Master, I wonder how long it will take to arrive?"

Yang and Ye first saw the beautiful scenery of the sea, but they didn't realize that they were gloomy and the spirit flew for it.

"It's almost an hour at most..."

After one hour.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from a distance, as grand as a lion and a tiger roaring, and as long as a dragon roaring.

"What?" Ye Suqin asked in confusion.

Yang Xiange exclaimed, "Have you met a Shanghai monster?"

Chu Feng shook his head and laughed: "The sun is held by Lingao, but one of the ten scenic spots on the island. If you don't go out to the sea, it will not be easy to see."

Yang Ye and the others looked forward and saw a slightly white east, a golden sea shining with gold, and an island could be seen in the distance. The mountains on the island were undulating and the jungle was lush. The sound of a tiger roar like a dragon came from the island.

"Here, Origin Island...!"

Shuang'er stood up, her skirt fluttering in the sea breeze, like a fairy Lingxu.

"Is this the day of Lingao?"

The red sun grew and the sun shone brightly. The sun was pouring out from the left side of the island, half in the sea and half in the sky. The island was shaped like a giant turtle, with its head tilted to the left, as if it was holding half a red sun, dragging the bright and bright red fireball out from the depths of the blue sea.

Yang Ye and the other two saw the wonder of the scene for the first time, and the gods seized it.

The sea boat approached the island and entered a water lane. The reefs on both sides were staggered, and a huge shiny stone wall stood in front of it.

Chu Feng's heart moved: "How can the Palace of Origin have no formal principles...!"

He immediately flew up and stood in the void. After thinking a little, he became calculating in his heart.

The one-arm danced, and the magic power surged, turning into a series of pen tips.

The stone chips scattered, and a line of big words quickly emerged, and Chu Feng fell into the bow of the boat.

"If there is any dissonance, I will attack you!"

The font is majestic, the brushwork is elegant, and it is as bright as a smile and proud of the sea, sweeping across the world.

Shuang'er's eyebrows flashed and praised: "The young master's handwriting seems sloppy, but in fact his writing is powerful, and he is three points into a stone. It is not like a craftsman's handwriting, but like a God's pen, and it is done in one go...!"

"The Palace Master is so awesome..."

Yang Ye and the others came to their senses at this time and could see the shock in their eyes.

Until now, they have seen Chu Feng's strength at all.

After getting off the sea boat, Chu Feng and Shuang'er walked forward together.

The island is very large, with a winding snake path leading directly from the sea to the high place. The stone steps on the road are vast and bamboos swaying on both sides.

A round tower stands at the highest point of the island, mixed with black and white, with nine floors high. A brass-cast torch on the top of the tower is filled with grease and burning, which can guide the direction.

Below the round tower is a square. There are many pavilions and towers built in accordance with the Bagua direction, either solemn and majestic, or quiet and unique. White gulls fly around it and make chirp.

There is a hall of origin directly opposite the gantry, with green tiles and black pillars, and a grand opening. Two stone unicorns in front of the hall raised their hooves and headed, and they were angry at the sky.

Everyone stands solemnly in front of the hall gate.

"Owner…!"

"Palace Lord..."

Stepping into the hall, a group of gray-clothed servants rushed forward to see him.

These people are all disciples selected by Chu Feng in the past six months with good qualifications and qualities.

Chu Feng blew his sleeves and walked towards the head of the hall. The crowds passed by separated and made a way out.

A red sandalwood chair was placed at the end of the hall. Chu Feng and Shuang'er sat down straight down, and the other men and women lined up left and right, standing in two rows.

Yang Xiange and Ye Suqin stood on both sides.

Chu Feng's eyes swept across the crowd, "This time, I want you to step into the Central Plains, recruit qualified disciples, and strengthen the momentum of our island..."

"These two around me will be the Palace Master and the Deputy Palace Master in the future. I hope you don't have a second heart and can assist them well...!"

"The Palace of Origin is a sect that protects the country. Once it is discovered that something threatens Shuang'er and the Great Chu Dynasty will be wiped out directly...!"

………

After giving some instructions, Chu Feng and Shuang'er joined forces into the dormitory.

"Are you leaving now?" Shuang'er asked in a low voice.
To be continued...