Chapter 117 Feng Ji
“Brother Fengyuan, is this all?” A young man with a height of less than five feet and a pale face said angrily, “No matter how powerful the Shangqing Sect is, it is still in Zuzhou now. , this is not their territory!”
Fengyuan’s expression was uncertain and very ugly. He is not yet over 100 years old, but he has reached the level of cultivation. He usually considers himself a handsome young man in the East China Sea cultivation world, but he does not want to be frightened out of his wits by a casual blow from someone of the same level.
His mind has already flashed through the future in which he will be treated as a laughing stock by everyone. The more he thinks about it, the more frustrated he becomes, but the remaining reason still reminds him of the weight of the word "Shangqing"!
After pondering for a moment, he said angrily: "Then what can you do? Disciples of Shangqing Zhenzhen, not to mention you and me, even my family behind me will avoid you when they see you."
A sly smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth and he said: "Of course we don't dare to show our directness, but now in Yecheng, there are people who are not afraid of him!"
"You are talking about Mr. Feng and the others? ?" Fengyuan looked a little confused. He didn't have the guts to confront Qing directly, let alone involve Feng Ji and others.
The worst he could do if he offended the people of Shangqing was to go under the sword, but if he offended these young masters, Fengyuan had seen how those people could neither survive nor die.
Seeing Fengyuan's hesitation, the pale-faced son of the aristocratic family struck another chord while the iron was hot: "Brother Feng, there is nothing to hesitate about. The factions in the pavilion and the Shangqing Dynasty have never dealt with them. Maybe Mr. Feng and the others are just right." You are holding back your anger and want to cause trouble for Fan Xiang, but you still have no reason?"
After hearing this, Fengyuan made up his mind and nodded slowly.
At this time, it was getting late, and under the misty night, there was a looming flying pavilion in the high sky, surrounded by clouds and mist.
The bright moon reflected over the corners of the eaves, there were birds and cranes flying, and the smoke and clouds were lingering. It was as beautiful as a fairyland.
Even if it is the lord of this city... the Ye family's mansion is also in the city, but this flying pavilion is located above it, which is obvious.
Fengyuan and the others flew here and stopped respectfully in front of the door.
Not long after, a boy on duty opened the door, but he had seen several people from Fengyuan. He said with a smile: "It turns out that Brother Feng is here. I wonder if I can invite you?"
Although he was only a little boy, he was someone close to Feng Ji, and Fengyuan did not dare to neglect him. While handing over hundreds of letters, he said: "I was not invited today, but I just wanted to see you for something."
After the boy accepted the letter, he said with a smile: "I want Brother Feng to know. If it were in the past, I would have let you in directly. But today, the young master hosted a banquet for an important guest, and I have to go and report it." That's it."
Feng Yuan was stunned. If Feng Ji has a guest here, it would be a good opportunity today. He hurriedly said: "Since the young master has a distinguished guest, I won't bother you for now."
Before the child could reply, a voice suddenly came from the hospital, "Since you have come and gone, Brother Feng, please come to the hospital and have a talk."
Feng Yuan and several people talked to each other. After taking a quick look, he had no choice but to follow the child and walk inside.
This flying pavilion looks majestic, majestic and luxurious from the outside, but after entering, you will know that there is a whole other world inside.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see smoke and clouds, and fairy music is lingering. However, there are dozens of female cultivators in white standing everywhere in the courtyard holding harp, and delicate children are ringing bells and chimes, even if they are coming and going, holding lamps. The maids are all well-educated and their looks are excellent.
Going forward, you will see rows upon rows of buildings, all of which are exquisite. The glazed roof tiles are bathed in the moonlight, bright and elegant. The tall hall and tower in the distance are even more picturesque, blending into the sky and the earth.
Even the surrounding rockery scenery is made of extremely precious five-color corals.
Everyone walked to a small lake with sparkling waves. There was an elegant small hall in the center of the lake, where three or five people were sitting and drinking, admiring the moonscape.
Seeing that everyone in Fengyuan had arrived, a high-spirited young man stood up. He was dressed in purple robes, with strong features, and an aura of nobility that hit his face, making it unforgettable. Who else could he be if he wasn't Feng Ji?
Decades have passed since Chi kissed the dreamland in Beijiang. Unlike Yu Huan who received a lot of punishment, Feng Ji and others were only punished slightly because they were still young and ordered to stay in the clan. Internal practice.
Recently, he was promoted to Yanfa, and the grandma of the Feng family loved him so much that she allowed him to come out.
The people sitting with him were still those members of the Five Emperors family who were friends with him.
There is only one person, whom Fengyuan is not very familiar with, but she is a pretty beauty who looks no more than 28 years old. Her hair is combed into a fairy bun, her almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, her features are picturesque, her head is shaking slowly, her ears are Wearing a jade necklace and a colorful feather coat, anyone who looks at her will be impressed by her good looks.
And seeing her seated as the guest of honor, it was obvious that she was the host of the banquet that Feng Ji was hosting.
Feng Yuan has also stayed around Feng Ji for a long time, and knows that this person is small in size but very powerful, so he just glances at him and stops watching.
Feng Ji also noticed this and was quite satisfied. During the nearly ten years of hard training in the clan, there was no such a discerning person around to serve him.
After all, it was a punishment in name, and Feng Ji had to go through a lot of hardships to get through it. Therefore, as soon as he left his hometown, he had a feeling that the sea was wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky was high enough for birds to fly.
In the past few days, Feng Ji had been hosting banquets every day and playing music every night in the palace awarded to him by his family. He was very happy.
Ten years of hard training not only failed to stabilize his state of mind, but made him even more arrogant and arrogant than before.
However, this problem is common in the Five Emperors family and even in most practicing families.
After all, from the moment they were born, they had good food and clothing, and practiced without worries.
With countless servants and maidens around him, he will not encounter any risk of attack.
People who grow up in such an environment, except for a very small number of people who are born with spiritual seeds, are mostly in a bad state of mind, and it is absolutely difficult to break through the golden elixir tapping the heart.
However, the aristocratic families still have their own methods. After the disciples of the clan enter the realm of Evolution, they will be sent out to practice and artificially set up various heart-breaking dangers and painful emotional tribulations.
But with such experience, they are still secretly looked after by the seniors of the clan, so their lives are not in danger.
So the disciples of these aristocratic families can use this tricky method to inquire into their true hearts and refine the golden elixir.
But the mentality is quite different from those monks who have truly overcome thousands of difficulties and dangers, and faced countless life and death crises, just like their fashion.
However, there are both pros and cons. Training disciples in this way has a much higher survival rate than relying solely on one's own methods.
Even some sects inherited from masters and apprentices have had this trend in recent years. A true disciple goes down the mountain to walk and practice, and there are countless old ghosts looking after him behind him.
So, even though the family members knew about Feng Ji’s mental state, they still released him with peace of mind.
With two Yin Shen Lords taking care of you, can something unexpected happen?
Feng Ji walked down from the small pavilion, took Fengyuan's hand, pointed at the female cultivator and introduced him: "This is the current successor of Su Nu Pavilion, Fairy Yan Qingjunyan."< br>
When facing people whose status is below her, Feng Ji's attitude towards receiving things is actually good.
The female cultivator waved her hands repeatedly and said: "Young master, I am exaggerating. I am only a small cultivator, so how can I be called a fairy."
Feng Ji laughed and said, "I only rely on Qingyun to treat you. With her beauty, this fairy is well-deserved!"
Fengyuan also bowed in time and said: "I have seen Fairy Yan in Fengyuan, Xia Fengjia."
Although she spoke softly. He said not to call her that, but his face showed lingering joy, and he was obviously very satisfied in his heart.
Feng Ji then turned around and asked, "I just heard from Brother Feng that he came to see you for something. I don't know what it is."
Feng Yuan looked embarrassed and looked at Yan Qingyun and the girl in the court. build.
Clenching his teeth, he took off the crown of his hair, revealing his blue scalp.
Using his cultivation method to regrow hair is a trivial matter, and the only reason he still retains this appearance is now.
Sure enough, Feng Ji looked shocked and said: "Brother Yan, how did you do this?"
Fengyuan lamented with sad eyes: "But it was Fan Xiang who was ignorant and bumped into Shaoqing, and then he cut off the top of his hair."
"Shaoqing, Fan Xiang?" Upon hearing this, Feng Yan Qingyun and everyone in the pavilion tightened their eyes.
Recently I have been helping them with their graduation matters. I will make up for it with a little bit of work. I probably owe more than forty chapters.
(End of this chapter)