Chapter 33: Great Satisfaction

Zhou Yi and Hu Jiuying left for a long time.

More than a dozen figures landed nearby and turned around. After checking, they found nothing missing and quickly dispersed.

After these people left, waves of figures came over. When they met someone familiar, they nodded and nodded, and sat cross-legged on the spot silently to comprehend.

Qingqiu Fox Fairy, a legendary existence, those who can fight her undefeated must be at the same level.

The aftermath of the fight plowed the nearby hills, leaving a gully that stretched for more than ten miles on the ground.

Cultivators like to watch the fight to figure out the magic skills, but they are only limited to the same level.

When immortals fight, they will hide as far away as possible, so as not to accidentally go to ashes, and there is no place to reason.

Now the fox fairy is still leaving, and while the magic breath is still obvious, he hurried to get some fairy air.

Zhou Yi returned to the room of the inn and explored with his magic power, but did not find any strange breath.

Hu Jiuying stood on the windowsill, as if she was in a dead end.

"Come in, I'm not interested in a thousand-year-old old girl."

Zhou Yi stroked the teapot, the fire flashed, and the tea boiled in an instant.

Hu Jiuying muttered secretly and fell aside obediently. She was now in awe of Zhou Yi.

Fox fairy is the belief of the Qingqiu fox tribe. No matter how troublesome the matter is, as long as the fox fairy takes action, it will disappear.

This is the first time Hu Jiuying has seen a human race who is undefeated in fighting against fox fairy.

After three cups of hot tea, Zhou Yi calmed down.

Drinking tea can calm the mind and spirit.

He accidentally encountered the Qingqiu fox fairy. Even if it was just a clone, it was essentially far beyond the first-grade realm.

Zhou Yi had seen more than one first-grade master of refining spirits, and he had personally killed the Bibo Dragon King and the naked saint. He had seen many fights in their memories and knew that the refining spirit realm was also to exert their own magic power.

The Qingqiu fox fairy's every move and gesture, the vitality of heaven and earth is in her control, the magnificent heaven and earth suppress everything.

No matter what magic spells and magic weapons, or what exquisite swordsmanship, they are all the same within the range of "nuclear strike".

Zhou Yi's magic power of ten thousand years can be said to be rare in the world, and he was not in the upper hand in a fight.

Both of them were testing each other without killing each other. The fox fairy did not use the fox clan's secret technique, and Zhou Yi did not use the Tiangang Taoism.

Calling the wind and rain is not just a technique of rain and wind!

Obviously, for the sake of Hu Yue, the fox fairy did not want to make a deadly enemy with Zhou Yi. Before leaving, he gave a word of advice, and there was a hint of friendship.

"Tell me, why did you come to harm me tonight?"

"Immortal, I don't want to harm you, but I sensed the breath of my own race... I never thought it was an immortal pet, and I was presumptuous to disturb you."

Hu Jiuying couldn't protect himself, so he enslaved the fox clan and became an immortal pet.

Zhou Yi waved his hand and released Feng Linger: "She is not my pet, but she has fox blood in her body and practices the Secret Book of Heavenly Fox. She has a close relationship with Qingqiu."

Feng Linger could not transform yet, so she saluted with her fists: "Hello, sir, hello, Senior Jiuying."

Hu Jiuying's eyes flashed with a light, and he was amazed.

"Half-human, half-fox, should have poor qualifications, but the strength of her soul is comparable to that of a Yin God! At such a young age, she has already reached the realm of seven tails, which is rare in Qingqiu."

"Are you willing to worship me as your master and go to Qingqiu Blessed Land to practice?"

Hu Jiuying's eyesight was much better than Hu Yue's, and he saw through Feng Linger's background at a glance.

Feng Linger looked at Zhou Yi, who had an expressionless face, and bowed three times to Hu Jiuying: "Hello, Master. Linger is willing to go to Qingqiu to practice."

"Hehehe, don't worry, dear disciple. Master, I have a high status in Qingqiu. No fox will dare to bully you when you go there."

While Hu Jiuying was speaking, he glanced at Zhou Yi from time to time, obviously speaking to him.

Although the fox of a thousand years has never left Qingqiu, it has been pondering people's hearts for a long time. Even if you pull out one eyelash, it will be empty. Of course, it is good at reading people's eyes.

Feng Linger hesitated for a moment and said to Zhou Yi: "Sir, before leaving, I want to see my father..."

"Hmm?"

Zhou Yi did not hide Feng Linger's life experience. He always kept it from you for your own good. He declined the reason that you were too young and had a bad influence.

Everyone has the right to know their own destiny. Whether they can bear it or not, it should not be decided by others.

"Dad was actually very good to Ling'er back then. He would hold me for a long time every time he came home. I don't know how many years have passed since he left. Maybe he will never..."

Feng Ling'er sobbed softly. The higher her cultivation level, the clearer the memory of some painful tears was. She couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.

The power of a cultivator is thousands of times stronger than that of an ordinary person, and the pain they endure is also thousands of times greater.

"I'll take a leave tomorrow morning and take you to see it."

Zhou Yi gently stroked the top of the white fox's head. In any case, he was very pleased that Feng Ling'er missed her father.

From others to himself, he suddenly thought of his parents in his previous life. Even if he had great magical powers now, he would never see them again.

Qingqiu is far away from Dagan, and there is always a distance between Dagan and Blue Star. Dagan and Blue Star are separated by a whole world.

"I'm tired. I'm going to sleep first."

Zhou Yi didn't take Feng Ling'er into his sleeves.

Now Feng Ling'er is Hu Jiuying's disciple. She must be measured in everything she does. Unless she is doing evil, Zhou Yi will not manage and restrain her with his own will.

In the dead of night, the foxes whisper to accompany you to sleep.

…

Monobe is very lively this morning.

Before Zhou Yi went in, he heard Zhang Cheng's hearty laughter.

"Hahaha, everyone come and taste it. I came back from Cuifeng Mountain last night and passed by the Lingcha Peak of Baiyun Temple. I picked a few."

Zhang Cheng took out handfuls of fresh tea leaves: "It's not as good as the secret Zui Chungui, it's also a rare spiritual tea. If nothing terrible happened last night, there would be a group of old guys who wanted to hug them while they slept. Holding the tea tree.”

Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. Cuifeng Mountain is outside Beicheng and Baiyun Temple is hundreds of miles to the west. How easy is it to get around this?

The Taoist priest from Baiyun Temple went back and saw the bare branches, and he was jumping around and yelling.

The officials of the Ministry of Things saw a lot of demons and spiritual things, but they could only scratch the surface. Baiyun Guanling Tea was famous in Daqian. It was said that it had the magical effect of enlightenment and concentration, so they all drank the tea directly from the big bucket.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Lao Zhang, you even broke the tea branches. Aren't you afraid that the old man will go crazy?"

Mr. Chen, who was seldom seen in person on weekdays, also smiled and came to rub the tea leaves. He picked out a twig with buds from the pile of tea leaves and quickly and carefully collected it.

Tea tree grafting technology is no longer a mysterious technology in Daqian.

In order to cultivate spiritual plants, monks use various methods such as grafting, mutation, hybridization, and ripening... it can be said that they do everything possible.

The gap between monks and mortals is not only longevity, strength, and knowledge, but also the application of various technologies, all for the purpose of better cultivating immortals.

Zhou Yi held a big bowl, brewed some tea, and sat down to take a sip.

At this time, I no longer care about the tea ceremony. I can just drink the spiritual tea that is hard to buy for a lot of money, and no one cares about the art.

The taste is indeed not as good as Zui Chun Gui, without the hazy drunkenness, but the rich spiritual energy is enough to increase the cultivation level of Qi Refining Realm.

"Hey hey hey, I passed by Tea Mountain in the middle of the night and shouted several times but no one responded, so I picked it up!"

Zhang Cheng smiled proudly and said: "Those old guys don't have time to pay attention to me now. They are quarreling with others outside Beicheng."

Chief Chen looked around and saw that they were all his own. He lowered his voice and asked, "What happened last night? I heard from my uncle that there was a fight between top men outside."

The chief clerk in Daqian is a ninth-grade sesame official, which seems to be very inconspicuous everywhere, so it depends on where he is the chief clerk.

The Treasurer of the Demon Slayer Department is a representative of low-level authority. The treasures he handles can leak more oil and water than a senior official without scratching a single layer.

Chief Chen has been able to stay in this position for more than ten years, not only because he has managed the relationship well, but the most important thing is that his aunt is married to Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Civil Affairs.

Zhang Cheng pretended to be mysterious and said: "Of course he is an extremely expert! Old Chen is quite strict and knows the importance!"

"How high is it?"

Master Chen asked subconsciously.

The others stopped drinking tea and pricked up their ears to listen. Such secrets were beyond the reach of ordinary petty officials.

"It's as high as three or four stories!"

"cut--"

Everyone was shocked and stopped asking questions. It was obvious that a hush-hush order had been issued.

Zhang Cheng looked up at the bronze lamp on the top of the object department while drinking tea, and couldn't help but add something in his heart.

Lao Zhang, I’m really underground!