At noon, Bai Yucheng, Du Xuan, and Du Ming had also arrived, but Du Jingjing was missing.
Everyone exchanged pleasantries again, Chu Tianfeng asked Du Jingjing, and Du Xuan replied that he was studying at a military academy in the capital and could not leave for the time being.
Afterwards, the group went to the town for lunch.
The horse-faced young man also stood up and followed Chu Tianfeng as if he were leaving.
Because the restaurants in the town were very small, everyone was divided into several groups, Chu Tianfeng naturally formed a group with the Long family, the Feng family, and the Du family, and later, several old and young monks from Shanglin Zen Monastery and Wuxin Zen Monastery also rushed to join in the fun, wanting to join Chu Tianfeng and others.
Chu Tianfeng didn't care, but Long Fei and Feng Mingxue complained a lot, saying that it would affect their mood to eat meat.
After some politeness, Chu Tianfeng and Long Xiangtian, Feng Yanqing and others gathered at a table, and the monks such as Master Jianxing of Shanglin Zen Monastery and Master Wuyin of Wuxin Zen Monastery sat at another table next to Chu Tianfeng.
Master Jianxing and Master Wuyin also deliberately sat next to Chu Tianfeng, less than one meter away from Chu Tianfeng.
The horse-faced young man walked straight to a noodle restaurant across the street and ordered a bowl of noodles.
"Master Chu, Lao Na heard that the inferior Leng Jun has joined the Tianwu Group, right?"
Master Jianxing opened the conversation first.
"Yes."
Chu Tianfeng didn't like to communicate with monks very much, so he asked and answered, and never talked about it.
"How has he been cultivating lately?"
asked Master Jianxing again.
Chu Tianfeng thought for a while and replied, "It's okay, it seems to be in the middle of the congenital stage." ” He hadn't seen Leng Jun for a long time, he remembered that the last time Leng Jun was injured, he was only in the early stage of congenital cultivation, Chu Tianfeng gave him a bottle of Zhuyuan Dan at that time, and after a few months, it is estimated that he should have broken through to the middle stage of innate development.
"Oh."
Master Jianxing saw that Chu Tianfeng was not in good spirits, and said curtly, "Lao Na hasn't seen him for a long time. ” "They've been busy lately, and they can't leave."
Chu Tianfeng was casually perfunctory.
Before leaving, he also thought about taking Leng Jun and Tang Bin to the secret realm to cultivate, but Leng Tang and Tang Tang politely refused on the grounds that they were too busy with work.
Chu Tianfeng knew that they were grateful and didn't want to trouble themselves, so he asked Hua Wu to give the two of them some pills and spirit stones, and let the two of them cultivate on their own.
As the two of them were talking, bowls of dishes were brought to the table.
Seeing that Master Xing wanted to say more, Chu Tianfeng directly waved his chopsticks: "Master, let's feed our belly first and then talk" "Amitabha" Master Jianxing looked at the silent master next to him, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The "Master of Chu" Wuyin Master was a little unwilling, and was ready to talk to Chu Tianfeng.
In fact, this old monk likes to study the formation, and he wants to be close to Chu Tianfeng, and let Chu Tianfeng give him the iron card used to enter the formation.
It's a pity that Chu Tianfeng, this kid, was not in the mood to talk to the old monk at all, so he picked up a pig's trotter in his hand: "Master, please" He had been slapped by the silent master, and he had no good impression of this old monk.
Feng Mingxue, who was sitting next to him, almost sprayed Feng Minghui's face, causing Feng Minghui to roll her eyes.
The silent master of "Amitabha Buddha" pronounced a Buddha horn in protest.
However, as soon as his words fell, Chu Tianfeng came out again: "Tut-tut-tut" Master Wuyin immediately turned around, his hands quickly turned the Buddha beads, and he didn't know how many times he had scolded Chu Tianfeng in his heart.
Feng Mingxue, Feng Minghui and other young girls of the Feng family snickered, Feng Yanqing pretended to be angry, reprimanded several girls for a while, and finally walked to the side of the silent master and apologized to the silent master.
After the meal, Master Wuyin still didn't give up, and wanted to talk to Chu Tianfeng again, but Chu Tianfeng, the two goods, didn't give him a chance at all, and ran away without a trace, so Master Wuyin had to give up.
Only the horse-faced young man was full of patience and still followed Chu Tianfeng unhurriedly.
He followed him all the way to the square, staring at the sky for a long time before he opened his phone and sent a text message.
The content is only five words: the bird is not there Chu Tianfeng has actually been paying attention to him, "seeing" the content of the brainless text message of the horse-faced young man, and then thinking of this guy's behavior, Chu Tianfeng finally understands that most of this thing is a person from the Chu Destruction Alliance, and the bird in his text message must refer to Xiaoxue.
There is no doubt that the other party wants to deal with him, but he is worried about Xiaoxue, so he sent the horse-faced young man as an outpost to investigate the truth and truth.
In the afternoon, Chu Tianfeng still took Long Fei and Feng Mingxue to concentrate on refining the iron card into the formation, and only occasionally raised his head to take a look at the horse-faced youth.
The horse-faced young man's psychological quality is good, even when he looks at Chu Tianfeng, his expression is relatively calm.
At about five o'clock, after answering a phone call, the horse-faced young man ran out of the square, and half an hour later, when he reappeared in the square, there were more than ten people behind him.
The leader is none other than Chu Tianfeng's old friend, Yu Zuhui.
His dress never seemed to have changed, he was still wearing a gray robe, white hair, white eyebrows and white beard, as if he had just been fished out of a lime pool, and even his skin was very white.
The more than ten people behind him are naturally disciples of the Heavenly Master Sect, but the cultivation is really miserable, and the highest is his great-grandson Yu Zhigao, who is in the early stage of congenital cultivation.
The appearance of the Heavenly Master Sect made all the warriors in the square happy.
The cool tearing drama is about to start The warriors immediately followed behind the Heavenly Master Sect, ready to watch for free.
In addition, some martial artists such as Feng Yanqing of the Feng family, Long Xiangtian of the Long family, Du Tiancai of the Du family, Master Jianxing of Shanglin Zen Academy, Master Wuyin of Wuxin Academy and others did not want bloodshed, they quickly rushed out of the crowd and greeted Yu Zuhui and others.
"Amitabha, Lord Yu, don't come to harm" Master Wuyin saluted Yu Zuhui with his hands folded.
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"Master is well" Yu Zuhui folded his hands in return, but his eyes were staring at Chu Tianfeng in the distance.
Chu Tianfeng was much more polite than Yu Zuhui, he looked at Yu Zuhui with a smile, and even waved his hand: "Hi" Long Fei laughed.
"Have the ability to go to Old Man Yu."
Feng Mingxue rolled her eyes.
"No, you don't."
Chu Tianfeng shook his head, "Old Man Yu will definitely come over." ” He was right, Yu Zuhui really wanted to rush in front of him and throw him two true yuan to greet his ancestors, but in the presence of a group of martial arts elders led by Master Jianxing, Yu Zuhui was inconvenient to pull down his old face.
Long Xiangtian, Du Tiancai and others also warmly invited Yu Zuhui and invited Lao Yu to rest and drink tea at the organizing committee of the competition.
Yu Zuhui was very unwilling, and before leaving, he pointed at Chu Tianfeng angrily: "Little bastard, you wait for me." ” Yu Zhigao also greeted Chu Tianfeng with his middle finger, saw Feng Mingxue next to him, and greeted Feng Mingxue by the way.
"The surname is Yu, you have the ability to come over" Feng Mingxue is not a master who likes to suffer, so he immediately fried his hair.
Yu Zuhui looked at Feng Mingxue in the distance, then turned his head to look at Feng Yanqing next to him, and snorted coldly.
"Mingxue, don't mess around" Feng Yanqing shouted and scolded.
Feng Ming Xuehuo stood up, and pointed at Yu Zhigao with his slender hand: "He offended me first" Turning his eyes, he glared at Yu Zhigao fiercely, "Why, dare not admit it" Yu Zhigao relied on Yu Zuhui's support, raised his eyebrows, and squeezed out of the crowd: "Who said that the uncle would not dare" After speaking, he raised his middle finger to Feng Mingxue again: "You gnaw me" Feng Yanqing's face changed immediately, and she also snorted coldly.
Yu Zuhui pursed his lips with a look of disdain.
When Feng Mingxue saw it, she was even more angry, her figure flashed, and she rushed out of the table: "The surname is Yu, come over if you have a kind" Chu Tianfeng also slowly stood up, and his divine sense locked on the Heavenly Master to send a cadre and others.
Heads-up or group fighting, he doesn't care.
Heads-up, with Feng Mingxue's cultivation, if others don't interfere, she can easily slap Yu Zhigao flat.
Group fighting, then he is even more afraid, as long as he stops Yu Zuhui, Long Fei and Feng Mingxue can also kill the disciples sent by the Heavenly Master, and leave no armor behind.
"Sister Yanqing, this" Long Xiangtian had the heart to remind Feng Yanqing, but Feng Yanqing shook his head and ignored it.
Master Jianxing, Master Wuyin, Du Tiancai and others saw that Yu Zuhui and Feng Yanqing did not express their positions, and both sides were juniors bickering, so it was inconvenient to interfere more.
The rest of the warriors in the square had a different mind, this kind of tearing drama, no one wanted to miss it.
Not only should you not miss it, but you should also pour some oil on it So, the warriors shouted out one after another.
This one said: "Oh, don't just talk and don't practice" The one said: "If it's a gentleman, you can go up, Feng Da Beauty can't be invited, you are still not a man" Someone said: "Alas, they were scared by Chu Tianfeng, and now they are treated as turtles with shrunken heads when they see everyone." ” Someone else said, "Grandma is a bear, and she will be renamed Turtle Pie in the future." ” Yu Zhigao was arrogant, but he hadn't lost his mind yet, he knew that his cultivation was not as good as Feng Mingxue, and of course he didn't want to humiliate himself.
However, the scene still has to be said.
He took two steps forward, his middle finger was still facing Feng Mingxue, and he was moving up and down: "Stinky Sanba, it's not cool" The audience was boiling Chu Tianfeng and Long Fei stood up.
Feng Yanqing's face turned pale, while Yu Zuhui was diametrically opposed, he seemed to be very satisfied with Yu Zhigao's actions, looking at Yu Zhigao with appreciative eyes, and smiling.
"Looking for death" Feng Mingxue couldn't bear it, her toes were frequent, her body floated out like lightning, and at the same time, her divine sense moved, and the flying sword roared out The Flying Sword Feng family actually has a flying sword The warriors looked at each other in shock.
Yu Zhigao's face was as frightened as earth, and he retreated in panic.
"Retreat" Yu Zuhui was also shocked, his figure flashed, and he also threw himself at Yu Zhigao.
Chu Tianfeng had already prepared, and with a shock of his right hand, the flying sword flashed with terrifying silver light, and shot towards Yu Zuhui Yu Zuhui secretly screamed badly, tiptoed a little, and jumped to the side.
However, Yu Zhigao was miserable, his cultivation was much lower than Feng Mingxue's, and his speed was far inferior to that of the flying sword.
With a thud, a flying sword swept past him, bringing up a line of blood Ah Yu Zhigao screamed miserably, clutched the wound on his right shoulder, and staggered back.
Feng Mingxue accepted it when she saw it, and with a move of her right hand, she withdrew the flying sword, and pointed at Yu Zhigao from afar: "Next time, I will cut your mouth."
Chu Tianfeng also withdrew the flying sword and looked at Yu Zuhui with a smile: "Old man Yu, just your two moments, I advise you to go back and guard your lair."
The audience couldn't help but burst into laughter
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