The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

He opened his mouth and murmured: "This is a rotting bone spider. It eats cold air. It is invulnerable to swords and guns, and it is extremely poisonous. They should have settled outside some cold springs and cold pools. How did they get here?" But immediately he shook his head again and said, "No, Wannianxue The surrounding ginseng is extremely cold, and it is not much less than the cold spring and cold pool, which is not surprising."

But just because he recognized it, Feng Qi was a little desperate.

This kind of spider shell is not a treasure and cannot be hurt, but his status in the Feng family is not enough to obtain one, let alone the people under him.

He originally wanted to get Wannianxue Silver Ginseng, and he also wanted to add weight to himself, so that he could get the treasure as soon as possible, but now... he can't even get his life.

At this time, Feng Qi lost confidence in the two Jin Dan real people who came together.

Ordinary Jindan cultivators can hardly get treasures unless they are extremely contributing disciples in the major sects. Even if they are very capable, how can it be possible?

Moreover, even with the treasure, this spider flies extremely fast. If it is surrounded by a cultivator and spit poison, it can even melt human flesh and blood, and it will be even more difficult to deal with...

Thinking so wildly, Feng Qi only thought: those two fellow Taoists should have left quickly when they saw this scene. My life, but I have to take my place here...

But when he hadn't finished thinking about it, and when he was desperately trying to find a backing spider, those vines moved.

The spiders let out a high-pitched chirping that almost broke their brains when they scratched in their ears!

But that voice was clearly full of fear!

In Feng Qi's shocked eyes, the spiders fled quickly, and the vines blocked them from all sides, not allowing a spider to escape.

Immediately afterwards, the scarlet vines swiped, and it was like a string of beads, penetrating all three or five spiders!

The instant the spiders were stabbed, they also wilted, leaving only their shells, which were thrown by the vines onto the snow-capped ice wall, smashing them to pieces.

The sturdiness of these vines is comparable to treasures!

Soon two or three spiders died under the vines, and the spiders panicked. The largest of them, the one like a wheel, screamed and summoned the other spiders and blocked them all in front of it. The spider with the big wheel immediately fled in the opposite direction, turning into an afterimage, escaping beyond the range covered by the vines!

Feng Qi couldn't help but whisper: "Not good!"

At this moment, an invisible force whistled and stabbed the spider.

In the next instant, the spider burst open, and the stench of flesh and blood fell on the ground.

That is... Sword Intent!

Feng Qi looked at the source of the invisible power in amazement, but saw the icy young man in the black leather cloak withdrew his fingers just now.

This one turned out to be a sword cultivator.

Moreover, it is a sword cultivator with extremely powerful strength and a high level of sword intent.

The two Jindan cultivators I met by chance have really shocked Feng Qi many times today.

The Gang-body Carrion Bone Spider, which made the dozen or so of them helpless, in their hands, could be removed in such a light-hearted way—

Such a powerful strength that seems to be fearless is even more... breathtaking!

Chapter 373 Feng's Family

Continuing on the road, after more than two hours, I finally reached the boundary of the Feng family.

This is exactly on the edge of a snow cliff, and a snow-free land is opened up by a large magic circle, isolating a piece of warmth.

The Feng family mansion is here.

Feng Qi took the eleven or twelve people under his hand, and finally returned safely and returned to the family.

He glanced back at the two figures in leather cloaks who fell behind, his eyes filled with gratitude.

If they didn't happen to meet them, this trip would not only be unable to retrieve the Ten Thousand Years Snow Silver Ginseng, but would be completely destroyed.

At this point, Feng Qi flashed his waist card, and the magic circle was opened, and a stream of heat suddenly rushed out, bringing out a warmth.

Many monks who had experienced the ordeal rushed in, and Feng Qi immediately greeted Xu and Yun, lest there be any slights.

After entering the magic circle, Xu Ziqing looked around and saw that the houses and layout were very different from those in Bingyuan. Those houses were built extremely tall, and they were all made of unknown stones, which looked very solid.

Presumably if the magic circle is broken, these houses are also a defense.

He had some appreciation in his heart, but his pace was not slow. He followed Feng Qi, along the bluestone road, all the way to the depths.

Feng Qi brought two strangers and did not hide other clansmen, so it also attracted some attention, but most of the clansmen were also cautious and never asked questions.

Soon, Feng Qi settled the two of them in the best guest room in his yard, and apologetically said: "This is Feng's private residence, but because of the task at hand, I have to go to Jiāo to replace one or two first. Feng will report to the master immediately.” He said, beckoning to a young man next to him who had just collected his sword, “This is Feng Jun, the younger brother of Feng, so he will entertain the two of them in place of Feng, please two Don't despise it."

Xu Ziqing smiled naturally: "It's okay, Fellow Daoist Feng, please do it yourself."

Feng Qi told Feng Jun: "Carefully greet Senior Yun and Senior Xu."

Then, go out quickly.

After Feng Qi left, Feng Jun also immediately came to salute.

Thinking that he knew something from his brother's attitude, he was also very respectful: "Feng Jun has met two seniors."

Xu Ziqing smiled slightly: "No need to be too polite." After speaking, a white light flashed from his palm and hit him, "I see that you have some attainments in swordsmanship, so I will give this to you as a gift to meet you."

Feng Jun is rushing

Immediately after, he looked down and was overjoyed.

In that white light, there was actually a mid-grade water spiritual sword!

Logically, the younger generation met the elder for the first time, and it was a proper gift to receive a meeting, but Feng Jun originally only thought that he could get a few spirit stones. At present, he is only in the late stage of foundation establishment, and still relies on his brother to obtain a low-grade spiritual tool, and the appearance is not very good, but now he has obtained this middle-grade... Don't look closely, only the aura that overflows from the sword, It shows that the quality is very high.

When Feng Jun thanked again, the gratitude became more and more sincere: "Thank you two seniors for the generous gift!"

After thanking him, he hurriedly greeted his maid and servant, and immediately fetched the best spirit tea and fruit, and selected the best ones on a plate and served them full.

They really regarded the two as the distinguished guests among the distinguished guests, and they were extremely sincere and affectionate.

Xu Ziqing smiled and sat down on the couch with Yun Lie, and then played against the excellent quality jade chessboard that Feng Junte specially found, which was quite pleasant.

Feng Jun entertained him like this, and then he stood beside the chessboard and watched the two of them play chess.

On the chessboard, the two chess pieces fell by mistake, and the style of chess was completely different. It seemed that there was a complete tacit understanding between you and me. The chess path is unpredictable and unpredictable, and the pieces are either sharp or meticulous when they fall. For a while, people are fascinated by it.

Feng Jun only felt as if he had fallen into a battlefield, turned into a soldier, sometimes charged for victory, sometimes retreated from guerrilla attacks, and was manipulated by the battle situation and couldn't help himself.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a sword light coming from his face, as if the sword energy was penetrating his head, cutting him into two halves--

He couldn't help but exclaimed "Ah", and when he returned to his senses, the illusion disappeared, but his back was wet and cold sweat broke out.

Slowly exhaling a long breath, Feng Jun immediately realized that it was because he was attracted by the game on the chessboard with all his spirit, and his spirit was shaken.

When he raised his head again, he saw that the two of them had stopped playing chess, and the senior in red looked back at him, his eyes were gentle, and his expression was amiable.

Feng Jun's face turned red and he took a step back, feeling very embarrassed.

Seeing him like this, Xu Ziqing laughed a little, and looked up at Yun Lie: "Senior brother, Xiaoyou Feng was scared by you."

Yun Lie glanced at Feng Jun and said, "On the swordsmanship, there is still some comprehension."

Feng Jun is not a stupid person. He wanted to watch the two of them play chess. First, as the master, he entertained them with heart. Second, from the time the black-clothed monk entered the door, he could already see that he was a master of kendo. The senior who surpassed himself just wanted to gain some insights from the game of chess.

Now that he heard the words of the two seniors, he immediately seized the opportunity and asked boldly, "Dare to ask that Senior Yun is a sword cultivator?"

Yun Yan nodded slightly.

When Feng Jun got the right words, he became more and more happy, but then he was a little bit: "I don't know, I don't know if the senior can...can I..."

Xu Ziqing couldn't help laughing: "Can I give you some pointers?"

Feng Jun nodded quickly: "Exactly, exactly."

He is just a young man under 20. He was raised by his elder brother in every possible way. He obtained a lot of resources from his elder brother, and his aptitude is not bad. But because he has been cultivating in the family all the year round and has little experience, his temperament is very simple.

Now that he is anxious, his complexion is a little red, which makes people feel a little cute.

Seeing Feng Jun's appearance, Xu Ziqing coughed lightly and looked at Yun Lie: "Senior brother, since Xiaoyou Feng is so addicted to kendo, it's okay for the two of me to interrupt here and talk to him."

He knew in his heart that it was not easy for this son to be praised by his senior brother, and his understanding of swordsmanship should not be low.

It was a coincidence that they met Feng Qi when they were looking for Shenshui. Because of Feng Qi's incident, Feng Qi's younger brother Feng Jun met his senior brother, which was a chance on the road of Feng Jun's cultivation.

And since it is an opportunity, why not make it happen?

Yun Lie heard the words and looked at Feng Jun: "You can come."

Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding, and could not help but look towards Xu Ziqing.

Xu Ziqing smiled and said, "How many years have you been practicing kendo, what insights do you have on kendo, what kind of swordsmanship are you good at, what kind of tricks do you practice, and what kind of kendo you want to learn in the future, if you don't say it, you should How can senior brother advise you?"

Feng Jun was suddenly enlightened, and hurriedly packed up his words, and quickly said everything about practicing kendo.

So there were two people with good temperament sitting cross-legged on the couch, and there was a solemn young man standing on the couch.

The young man danced his sword, stopped from time to time, looked at the black-clothed swordsman and asked a question, but the black-clothed swordsman looked cold and said few words, but every time he opened his mouth, the young man's expression would be stunned.

Opposite the black-clothed Jianxiu, the red-clothed young man was looking at the two with a smile on his face and a gentle expression.

This scene was quite warm, and it fell into the eyes of Feng Qi, who had just returned.

When Feng Qi saw it, he didn't know that this was the sword cultivator who was instructing his brother's kendo, and the gratitude in his heart was indescribable.