Chapter 7 Goodbye African Language
Without waiting for everyone to ask, Lan Di had already spoken first, "Dew, since childhood, the master said that you have extraordinary talent in practicing magic. After a short time of separation, you have made such shocking progress. It's really unexpected."
The wind and dew that had already been silently remembered by Landi's past, heard this and quickly made a humble expression and gave in a few words.
Lei You was shocked and said, "Is it so incredible? No matter how genius is, it is not enough to practice flying in the air for more than twenty years!"
Lan Di quickly explained to Zhi, "It is not a real flying in the air. Dew is born with a talent that ordinary people cannot reach for the cultivation of wood-type magic. The master said that her ancestors should be transformed by the wind demon, so she can easily achieve a flying effect with the help of the wind."
The three of them finally let go. Lei smiled bitterly and said, "I really envy people like Zhao and Lushui who are born with extraordinary talents. Cultivation is really fruitful and cannot be compared with ordinary people."
Zhao couldn't help but smile bitterly when she heard this. Emperor Lan knew her past and understood the meaning of this smile, because it was not of the same clan for ordinary people, so how much pain they suffered! The price of this talent is not light.
After solving Feng Lushui's doubts, he finally turned to the point. Through Lei's brief description, he realized that the three of them had arrived slowly and unexpectedly encountered a fierce battle that had just ended.
A man from the Dimo Sect who was defeated by Feiyu and was injured, betrayed other companions to survive. Therefore, Lei and the other three realized that there were seven people rushing over through the secret path here. They immediately discussed and arranged for Feiyu to rest and recover from his wounds, and set up an earlier ambush here.
Lei said helplessly, "If I had known that Dew had been so powerful, I wouldn't have had such trouble. It would be easier to deal with those people than to pinch the ants to death?"
He continued, "Is Feiyu good now?"
The little emperor Xuanyuan looked strange and said sadly, "It's very bad."
Lei sighed and said, "I don't know how much hardship she has suffered these days and has experienced so many hardships. Isn't the treasure of the Wuruo Sect a child's play? How many experts from the Dimo Sect with a slim future don't want to fight? Once they get it, they can get many glory. They can reach the sky in one step, and no longer need to work hard, and the brilliant magic is no longer a luxury."
Landi interrupted at this time, "How is she?"
Lei replied, "I have changed a lot. I used to pay more attention to the appearance. When I met it earlier, I almost didn't recognize it. However, it was much more mature than before, and my cultivation was so diligent."
Xuanyuan Xiaodi sighed, "In the past, she always joked that the ruthless fairy sword she used in her hand had become the sword of the Renyi Sect, but now she doesn't know it anymore. But she would rather be like in the past. The stronger her cultivation level is not the greater the responsibility she shoulders, the greater the danger she encounters."
Everyone didn't know how to comfort her for a moment, and they were silent until they arrived in front of a wilderness temple. According to Lei and the others, Feiyu was inside. Unexpectedly, everyone walked through the dilapidated temple and could not see her shadow. After a moment, after missing half of the statue of the god, they saw her left self and objects.
"See you and I will see you and I on the day of the recruitment. These thoughts will be left to that time."
The little Emperor Xuanyuan silently picked up the crimson fairy ring left by Feiyu and sighed silently. Lei said with emotion, "Feyu is a good girl. He knows that this journey is dangerous and he doesn't want to get us involved in the crisis of right and wrong, so he left without saying goodbye."
Lan Di looked at the situation inside the temple. There were traces of spider webs in the corners of the walls that had been unswept for a long time. The tables dedicated to the statues were dissatisfied with thick dust, and there were some footprints on the dust on the ground, which had never been cleaned up.
Obviously, Lei and the others had just left, Feiyu had already left, and they had never planned to stay since the beginning.
"Maybe she really understands Wuqing's intention to borrow the sword and her, which is not a bad thing." Lan Di said this, Xuanyuan and Lei were speechless. Photographed on the statue suddenly said, "This statue seems to have been destroyed not long ago. Although there is dust on it, looking at the beams above, the large area where the dust should be covered with dust is as bright as new. People who deliberately create the illusion of damage for a long time must have used a small transfer spell."
Everyone was surprised when they heard this. Why did Feiyu destroy the statue of the god in the ruins of the wilderness and forest? Is there any secret hidden? While guessing this, they carefully checked the missing part of the statue's body. After brushing away the dust, they saw clear traces.
Lei and Xuanyuan Xiaodi recalled for a moment with a frown and said unsurely, "When Tong Feiyu came here, it seemed that the statue of the god was complete."
The latter said decisively, "It's complete. I remember that this statue of God was covered with long scattered hair, like a frustrated wandering warrior. But there was nothing special about it. When Feiyu saw it, he did not show any strange expression."
After thinking for a while, there was still no clue, the five of them gave up and gave up. They could only wish Feiyu could survive the hardships of the last period and live to reach the arrival of the day of the call. The group settled the harvest of the trip to Xianlai Villa in the ruined temple, but it was very rich.
There are dozens of suitable magic weapons, five hundred gold ingots. But the richest harvest is the wind and dew that Lei Mouth and the lady of Xianlai Villa, Golden Fox, hit it off at first sight. He was given more than a dozen sets of luxurious clothing and dozens of various precious magic weapons accessories, which made Lei feel envious and sigh.
When leaving the ruined temple, Lan Di wrote down the three big words "Shans Temple" on the temple gate.
The trip to Xianlai Villa made the group extremely satisfied. Not only did they not let Li Zhen down, but they also gave the strange team Daming of Life and Death to have the opportunity to be talked about and the qualification to be on the stage.
For many clients, the first time they are involved in commissioning matters is mostly determined by introducing others around them and asking about the results of the relevant task team of the commissioning agency. Therefore, Lei believes that in the past, entrusted tasks such as free ghosts will be automatically assigned to everyone in the future.
Therefore, it was decided to set up a home in Tianxuan City. It was very easy to find a place to stay in the prosperous Tianxuan City, but it would be very difficult to find a place to stay with a glamorous storefront and relatively cheap price.
After Lei went out, he successfully solved this problem. For a master of the immortal sect who was extremely famous in the secular world, this problem was nothing.
After decoration, the wall was thirty feet long, and the color was weird, black and purple, and the courtyard made everyone feel like a dream for a while. Until Feng Dew tilted his head and asked, "Is this our home?" Everyone came back to their senses one after another.
"Yes."
"How to use this gloomy and weird color... "Zhao complained to Lei who arranged all this with dissatisfaction. The latter said with confidence, "Our fame mission is related to ghost spirits. Only in this way can the guests come to believe in this ability more!"
Chapter completed!