Chapter 1105 The Dream Is Just Like That

Immortal mist is shrouded in mist, and there are many temples.

The Moon God Pavilion is more prosperous than it used to be. There are many people in the new door, and there is an endless stream of people who come to visit the door. People can be seen everywhere, and there are few who are tyrannical.

The disciples in the sect are also more confident in the sect, and they are full of vitality and vigor, which makes people yearn for it.

between the inner and outer doors.

In an alchemy garden that belonged to the outer gate, there were a lot of people seeing people. There were more than a hundred people waiting in front of the gate, and most of them were disciples of the Moon God Pavilion. The prosperity here was no less than the residence of the inner gate elders.

Even if the gate of the courtyard is closed, and the handwriting of "No important business, no visitors" is posted, the figure in front of the gate has no intention of retreating.

Just because the owner here is the alchemy elder Feng Tianquan.

Looking at the lively scene outside the courtyard, Hu Weifang, who was standing by the window of the tea room in the attic, laughed lightly.

"Elder Hu is really famous and has extraordinary prestige."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man beside him glared over.

"You kid still talk sarcastically?"

"I think you're almost the same, or you wouldn't hide in my old man's small courtyard. People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong."

Hearing this, Hu Weifang also smiled helplessly.

"Hey."

"Who said it wasn't, we even went to Yunxing with the saintess, but the saints did not forget my hard work and brought us into the inner courtyard."

"It's better now, as the status of the Holy Maiden has soared and her cultivation has broken through, I

They have been raised to the sky by chickens and dogs, and they have been greeted by all kinds of people.

"Unfortunately, our cultivation base is low and we have no advantages. We can't help the saintess, and we may live up to the high hopes of the saints."

The old and the young were grateful, but they couldn't hide the worry in their eyes.

They were ordinary elders and disciples, but in the blink of an eye, they were brought up and brought great honor and extraordinary status, and thus became friends.

For Qing Yin Xianyun, these things were just a small effort, but for them, they were a great blessing, but they couldn't repay them.

Therefore, although the two entered the inner door, they were willing to stay in the outer door, so as not to attract people's tongues and affect the reputation of the Holy Maiden.

While chatting with a chuckle, a Shanmen disciple met with the sound transmission outside the courtyard.

Hearing the words, Feng Tianquan was stunned.

Seeing the unexpected look, Hu Weifang was puzzled.

"Elder Feng, but what's the problem? If there is any difficulty, I will try my best to help. If it doesn't work, there is the Lady Saint, she will not stand by."

Feng Tianquan nodded gratefully, waved his hand and chuckled.

"It's not difficult, you must not disturb the saintess."

"It's just that the son of an old friend is asking to see him. I don't have much contact with this person. I'm afraid he also heard the news and came here. If you have something to ask for help."

As he said that, Feng Tianquan's eyes showed a look of recollection, and his vicissitudes face showed a helpless look.

"This person's name is Luo Buqun. He has not learned anything since he was a child, and I have heard a little about it. Unfortunately, his father had a lot of friendship with me before his death, and he also entrusted me to take care of this person. I am afraid that I have to meet each other. "

Hearing the sound, Hu Weifang knew it was inconvenient to say more, so he nodded slightly.

After a while.

Luo Buqun was introduced to the Moon God Pavilion by the disciples of the mountain gate. Looking at the scene of people moving in front of the courtyard gate, his heart was already ups and downs, and the previous surprise turned into a shock!

Unexpected joy, eye-opening!

He only thought that Feng Tianquan was an elder of the outer sect, and he didn't have much power. He didn't have much confidence to meet him this time. Quan should try his luck.

Unbelievable!

The people in front of Feng Tianquan's gate are like a long dragon. At a glance, there are probably more than a hundred people.

As we move forward, all kinds of terrifying auras continue to escape, and the aura of saints can be seen everywhere!

Elder Feng was asked to see by so many people, the power is already unimaginable!

Come on, is this a giant leg in the newspaper? !

Walking through the crowds on both sides, Luo Buqun's heart was ups and downs, and he was inevitably shocked by all kinds of momentum, but he couldn't restrain his ecstasy.

Especially when he noticed that Junjie from both sides kept casting envious and suspicious glances.

He is only a small sect master, how can He De be envied by so many strong people?

At this moment, Luo Buqun has almost reached the peak of his life.

Meet the great opportunity!

It's just a dream!

The more you go, the more energetic you are, and the more confident you go.

From the beginning, walking with his head bowed, to stepping into the door with his head held high, Luo Buqun had already completed the change in his vision after only a few breaths, and his momentum was also very different.

After walking steadily in the courtyard, he just restrained himself and regained his humility.

Climb up to the attic.

Seeing the white-haired old man whom he hadn't seen for many years, Luo Buqun naturally bowed his head and bowed, his voice choked!

"Uncle Feng! You have to decide for your nephew!"

When they met, they complained for help, and Feng Tianquan was not too surprised.

Just looking at the excessive familiarity and the slightly exaggerated grief, this calm elder who had been alchemy in the outer door for many years, felt a little strange at first glance.

Shen Sheng said with attention: "What happened? Why are you so sad?"

Luo Buqun's acting skills broke out immediately, and tears rolled down.

"Uncle Feng!"

"My nephew is incompetent and mediocre in talent, which is a disgrace to my father's reputation!"

The opening is a tragic card, and there is a clever mention of his father, which indeed touched Feng Tianquan a little bit, even the one on the side.

Hu Weifang was also curious.

I saw Luo Buqun's face was pale, and he was crying with shame and anger.

"Uncle Feng Mingjian!"

"My nephew's cultivation base is low, and he doesn't dare to ask for the treasure land of spiritual energy. He can only establish a small sect in Luoying Valley to make a living.

I actually met a strong man, colluded with a family that ruled the land, bullied me and others with a tyrannical cultivation base, and even threatened to destroy my sect! "

"Now that several elders are dead, and the treasures of the sect have been robbed, my nephew is really powerless to resist, so he has the courage to ask for help because he is unwilling to take blood, and I hope Uncle Feng will do justice!"

Seemingly speaking, there is no flaw in his expression and tone.

Between the words, there is blood spilling from the corners of the mouth...

The son of the old friend acted in a low-key manner, and he was bullied to such a degree that anyone who heard it would inevitably get angry, self-blame and anger welled up in his heart!

Feng Tianquan asked questions immediately.

"Who is so cruel?!"

Feeling the anger in his tone, Luo Buqun was secretly delighted, and continued to show grief and anger, urging his fingers!

Immediately, ripples of human figures appeared in front of several people.

"It's this person! Relying on the cultivation of a saint, he killed his nephew and humiliated his nephew!"

With the voice falling.

The ripples of light and shadow gradually calmed down, and the appearance in the shadow became more and more real. Feng Tianquan was also watching with anger, but with the clarity of the light and shadow, the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated...

Until the ripples disappeared, the delicate face completely appeared in front of him.

moment!

Feng Tianquan's turbid eyes widened suddenly, Hu Weifang jumped up from the chair in shock, the pupils of the two kept shaking, staring at the unforgettable young face!

This!

Isn't this the senior Yi Feng who once met in Yunxing! ?

(End of this chapter)