Chapter 120 Kowtow and worship a teacher

The small thatched house looks small and dilapidated, but pushing the door opens to another world, which is completely incompatible with this small thatched house.

There is actually a huge space inside the small thatched hut, with more than one floor.

There are various farm tools and kitchen utensils on the first floor of the house. You can tell that people live in them on weekdays when you look at the fireworks. There is a small wooden staircase in the corner of the first floor. Feng Qing glanced at the first floor and said that there was really no suitable one for her.

The place where I changed my clothes went up to the second floor.

There is a bedroom, a study and a bathroom on the second floor.

Feng Qing entered the bathroom and took out a set of clothes and wanted to change it, but found that all the clothes she took out were small. Not only was her arms exposed, but half of her calf exposed.

This is clearly what she has grown taller?!

Feng Qing had no choice but to take out his white, blue-fouling, Shaogu Master's gorgeous clothes that he had only worn once.

The Master of Shaogu is a bit luxurious and complex, but it can change with her body and cannot be damaged by ordinary swords, which is convenient and just solves her current problem.

After changing her clothes, she looked down at her intact and flexible left hand and was stunned again.

Her left hand can move?

The Nuwa Stone space is also intact and its connection with her has been restored.

Even Feng Qing felt that the Nuwa Stone Space had advanced again and the internal changes had taken place.

What's going on?

Feng Qing grabbed her head.

What exactly has she experienced?

Feng Qing closed his eyes and observed the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body, then widened his eyes.

The peak of the ninth level of spiritual soul!

What exactly happened?

Didn’t she keep dreaming when she was kicked into the spiritual vortex by Feng Nuannuan in the Star Dou Illusion Array?

Why did she sleep? Not only did she grow taller, but her left hand also returned to normal. Even her spiritual power directly broke from the peak of the spiritual master's level nine to the peak of the spiritual soul.

This is a whole level.

She had spent so much effort to break through from the ninth level of the spirit master to the ninth level of the spirit master.

Now I have just had a sleep, and after a dream, I have broken through the entire level?

If there were such a good thing, she would be willing to do it a few more times.

However, at this time, Feng Qing must not be able to figure out the problem he was on the forehead, so he quickly accelerated his clothes and wanted to go downstairs to find the ancestor to answer it.

How long has she slept? Didn’t she fall into the whirlpool? What happened later, why was she intact? Where did the others go? And why was she obviously still in Shennong Realm, but Nuwa Stone no longer

Have you had a burning reaction?

In the end, Feng Qing couldn't find a suitable shoe. The shoes before were too small and inappropriate, so she could only leave the thatched house barefoot again.

Feng Qing walked under the soft grass and walked under the shade of the trees. Regardless of her image, she sat directly next to the ancestor.

The ancestor seemed to have some awareness, looked up at Feng Qing, and threw the objects that had been weaving in his hand in front of Feng Qing.

Feng Qing looked down and saw that it turned out to be a pair of green grass.

Straw shoes

Straw sandals?!

Feng Qing felt that she might have been sleeping for a long time and her brain was a little rusty, so she just stared at the straw sandals for about ten seconds.

"First step on these straw sandals and let's talk about it when you go out."

Feng Qing blinked.

Finally, I quickly chose the latter among the two options of wearing gorgeous clothes, wearing straw sandals and barefoot.

Obviously Feng Qing's disgust was seen. As soon as the ancestor Shennong lifted his clothes, he deliberately exposed his feet wearing straw sandals.

"You are a paradise, so you naturally put it in nothing. I am still young, so I still think it is more important to be beautiful."

Feng Fuchen raised his eyebrows.

"You girl are so bold. Even though you know who I am, you still dare to treat me with such an attitude."

Feng Qing smiled and took out the peach blossom wine and wine utensils from the silver phoenix bracelet, poured a glass of Fengfuchen, and then after Fengfuchen took the wine glass, he respectfully bowed and bowed.

"Fengqing, the daughter of Fengqi, the Medicine King Gu, pays homage to the ancestor."

Feng Qing's expression was solemn and his etiquette was well-behaved, and Feng Fuchen's face also showed a hint of satisfaction.

However, Feng Fuchen did not let Feng Qing get up, but drank the peach blossom wine and said casually.

"You kowtow three more times, just treat it as a teacher's ceremony."

A ceremony to apprentice?!

Apprentice to a master?!

Feng Qing suddenly raised her head and widened her eyes. When she saw Feng Fu Chong's expression was free and leisurely, she didn't seem to have a temporary intention. Feng Qing came to her senses and kowtowed three times.

The tree was green and green, which was much softer than the land. However, because Feng Qing's kowtow was so powerful that her forehead turned red and some green grass juice was dyed.

"Okay, okay, every girl is from every family, she doesn't have to worry about breaking her face if she knocks so hard."

Feng Fuchen was obviously in a good mood, so he signaled Feng Qing to get up.

“Yes, Master!”

Feng Qing shouted "Master" very smoothly, looking like she was afraid that Feng Fu would regret it and ran away.

Just kidding, Feng Qing was envious and jealous when he was accepted as his apprentice by Mr. Bai in the first day of the lunar month. Now that he has a big boss who is even more arrogant than Mr. Bai, he wants to accept her as his apprentice. How can she give her the opportunity

slip.

Boss!

The boss at the top of the pyramid of the spiritual cultivation world of the Tianlong Continent!

If you have such a powerful master, Feng Qing can walk around in the Tianlong Continent in the future!

However, Feng Qing was serious for only one minute.

While Feng Fuchen Kai was happily savoring the delicious wine, he approached Feng Fuchen with a smile and asked.

"By the way, Master, I heard that when people become disciples, they will give gifts to their younger disciples. Master, do you have no habit of this?"

Lord Ling!

The master in front of her is a spiritual master. Anything thrown is enough to hit her on the head.

Feng Qing seemed to see the golden gold and silver approaching her.

Feng Fuchen reached out and patted Feng Qing's forehead hard, slapped her already red forehead three points more pink.

"What kind of gift do you think you got the recipe for the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill!"

"That's not what I took into the Four Treasure Pavilion?" Feng Qing felt aggrieved.

If you don’t give it, you won’t give it. Why did you do it?

"Hmph, without my approval from the old man, who dares to let you take this pill recipe away!"

Feng Qing touched her forehead and muttered in a low voice.

"It seems that this pill recipe is yours."

As soon as he said that, Feng Qing was stunned. Suddenly he thought of some possibility. Then he didn't bother to rub his forehead and asked carefully swallowed.

"Master. What do you mean is this pill recipe that belongs to you?"

Feng Fuchen glanced at Feng Qing with a slanted look, but no answer.

But his attitude clearly had already written the answer on his face.

Feng Qing took a deep breath and opened her mouth slightly for a long time before she spoke very quickly.

"So what you mean is that this pill recipe is yours, then you can refine this legendary ninth-grade divine pill! Then aren't you the legendary ninth-grade alchemist?! Oh my god, ninth-grade ninth-grade alchemist

Ah! Master, why are you so powerful?" Feng Qing glanced at Feng Fuchen's exposed feet in the cracks of the straw sandals. He turned his mouth in a strange way. "It's your appearance, it looks a bit too good

Not coming out.”

Feng Fuchong was enjoying the compliment of his only little apprentice. When he heard Feng Qing's last sentence, he was so angry that his neck was almost tilted. He couldn't help it, so he raised his hand and patted Feng Qing's forehead hard.

"What are you talking about! You little girl who doesn't know how many ounces of weight, old man, I'm called returning to nature. I don't focus on external things, but re-cultivating my mind!"

Feng Qing was almost bursting with tears when she was photographed, so she nodded and agreed.

"Yes, yes, what you are saying is that you are the most powerful, your apprentice is ignorant and talking nonsense."

Seeing that Feng Qing was taught to be obediently by herself, Feng Fuchen threw down the wine glass, picked up the wine pot in one hand, and stood up.

Feng Fuchen patted his butt carefully and stuck the grass chips on his clothes.
To be continued...