Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
This kitchen knife is completely destroyed!
"Truely, it's a beautiful work of art."
After looking at it for a while, Yi Feng did not discover that this thing had a substantial effect.
"but……"
Yi Feng stared at the leaves that had fallen on the ground, it turned out that summer had passed and autumn had arrived.
Autumn in this world was no different from autumn in his previous life, autumn here was already very cold, and in winter, it was even worse, with snow everywhere.
For practitioners, this kind of weather had little effect on them.
But for a human like him, it was enough to make him freeze into a dog.
And this bead...
"When the temperature cools in a few days, you can use it as a stove for me, haha, it's clean and hygienic and saves trouble."
"The most important thing is to save money on a charcoal fire."
Yi Feng was impressed by his own ingenuity, lay down, got up and walked into the front hall, and found Zhong Qing sitting in a doorway in a daze.
Yi Feng raised his head slightly and discovered that Zhong Qing's attention turned out to be the practitioners passing by from time to time in the distance.
"It seems like this child still has a heart of cultivation!"
Yi Feng sighed a little.
Hearing that voice, Zhong Qing quickly got up and shouted respectfully, "I've seen Master."
Yi Feng waved his hand.
He approached Zhong Qing with his hands down, looked at Yuan Kong, and sighed, "I know, you have something hidden in your heart."
Zhong Qing was a little surprised.
Yi Feng smiled and just told him to sit on the bench.
Although the autumn leaves fall off, it is also a fruiting season. The road in front of the door was still endless. The master and disciple sat at the entrance of the martial arts hall in silence, relatively speechless.
"Maybe, you don't really want to tell me ..." Finally, a voice came out from Yi Feng's mouth.
Zhong Qing turned his gaze.
"But no matter what, being a teacher doesn't stop you. The entrance of Qingshanmen would absorb fresh blood every ten days. If you want, try your luck every ten days! "Said Yi Feng.
Zhong Qing gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Yi Feng did not say another word, seeing that there were fewer people on the road, he got up.
"It's time to cook."
she said.
"mastering."
Suddenly, Zhong Qing stopped him.
Yi Feng slowly tilted his head and looked at the boy whose face was charred by the autumn wind.
"I have a blood feud!"
Zhong Qing's eyes reddened, tears streaming down his eyes, he said to Yi Feng with clenched teeth, it seemed like speaking would bring back bad memories for him, so speaking looked extremely bold.
Yi Feng was silent.
“The enemy family is very strong, so strong that I can't breathe.” Zhong Qing firmly grasped the blade that Yi Feng had given him, and said tremblingly, “There are elders of Qingshanmen, even his ancestors.strong!”
Yi Feng's palm also tightened involuntarily.
"I can only step onto the path of cultivation, and there may be opportunities ..."
Zhong Qing looked at him and said.
After a long moment of silence, Yi Feng nodded.
pivoted.
Also red eyes.
My heart is a little astringent, and I hate it, and I am even more angry!
This world was difficult, and Zhong Qing had to endure so much at such a young age; he hated helplessness, he was just an ordinary human; even more furious that the path of heaven was unfair, he said, Zhong Qing himself did not possess the qualifications to cultivate.
cultivation sect.
Anyway, it's too far!
Someone like the elders and the sect master of Qingshanmen had already reached heights that humans could not reach. As for the Qingshanmen ancestors, humans only listened to rumors and had never seen one ...
Next day.
Qingshan Gate Qingshan Hall.
Old Ancestor Qingshan sat on top with a hint of shame on his face.
Ever since borrowing the sword yesterday, he had been training hard for a day in seclusion. This peerless holy sword really did not disappoint him, and directly increased his combat power to a higher level.
However, since the martial intent was too deep, it could not be fully used flexibly. During the hard training, he accidentally cut off the third elder's palace, and nearly killed the third elder's dearest disciple, Yu Wujie.
"Cough, cough, first hold a precious sword, don't you mind too much."
After a long time, the Patriarch Qingshan looked at the blue-faced master and disciple and comforted gently.
“It was an honor for my ancestors to obtain a precious sword. It's just a minor accident, and it's not worth mentioning.” But after saying that, there were 10,000 Cao Nyima galloping in the heart of the third elder.
The palace, not to mention its construction, usually used the elders to plunder countless financial resources.
When this kitchen knife fell, it was completely destroyed.
It just hurt my heart!
Yu Wujie was not much better either, his face was white and pure, but now it was a little paler.
What was even more embarrassing was that when someone was pulled out of the rubble, under the powerful blade gas, the underwear was smashed into pieces.
He had now become Qingshanmen's favorite joke, and everywhere people talked about how much he was ...