Feng Buye said a few words, and the demonic energy that had subsided began to boil again. Zhuchen saw a trace of black energy leaking from his pupils, which was quickly blocked by his closed eyelids.

The Hanxu sword placed on the table emitted a killing intent and made a low sound. Only then did Zhuchen remember the sword that he had used to chop wood. He grabbed it with both hands and wanted to return it to his master.

Feng Buye suppressed his breath and lowered his eyes to look at the long sword that had calmed down again. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said: "I'll give it to you."

Feng Changyin:!!

The young man didn't know how to hide his emotions and almost exploded. However, Zhuchen also looked stunned and couldn't care less about his reaction.

Since ancient times, no one has given away his own magic weapon. After all, if the magic weapon is damaged, his cultivation level will be greatly affected. Similar to the group of stinky straight men on Pu Feng Mountain, if anyone touches their swords randomly, they

It's like breaking up if one's innocence is insulted.

Zhuchen stammered: "Give...give it to me?!"

Feng Buye said indifferently: "Yes. Hanxu Sword Intention Kills Demons." He no longer has any use for it.

Zhuchen thought about the scene just now, and it seemed that it was indeed the case. If someone accidentally failed to control the demonic energy, his magic weapon would be the first to stab him in the back. Who could bear this?

She hesitated and said, "How about I find a place and store it properly?"

But Feng Buye insisted: "Take it with you."

Seeing that he was serious about what he said, Zhuchen couldn't resist the wonderful temptation from the magic weapon, so he struggled for half a second and accepted it happily.

The little junior brother next to me was so envious that he almost burst into tears.

Feng Buye nodded, looking at Zhuchen's beautiful and innocent face, his eyes flashed with uncertainty.

Although Zhuchen was not destined to be an immortal, she was very accomplished in demonic cultivation. Later, the world changed and the demonic energy spread everywhere. She must have noticed it herself. That's why she was bewitched by the demon, and she did not hesitate to become a demon with one sword, and was sentenced to leave the school.

She was really brave, and Feng Buye was still shocked by her free and easy determination.

On the other hand, he himself cultivated no worries, cultivated great compassion, and cultivated tranquility and inaction. He thought he was halfway on the path, but he almost became Luoluo Mu.

If the other party has the guts to show up again...

Feng Buye relaxed his fingers on his knees, moved his eyes away without leaving a trace, and asked, "Who is that person outside?"

Zhuchen held the Hanxu Sword in his arms and replied beautifully: "Anyone passing by here, help us build a house."

Feng Changyin, a person who is not shy, has already told everything and said quickly: "Master, we have built a house. It is so difficult to build a house. We don't even have a roof! Fortunately, senior sister is very powerful and has a way, otherwise last night

The two of us are going to have a cold breeze!"

Feng Buye was stunned for a moment and asked: "What kind of house?"

Feng Changyin gestured with his hands: "That's it, that's it!"

Feng Buye couldn't imagine it, so he didn't answer for a while. Then he stood up and decided to go out and see for himself.

Zhang Shiwen and Zheng Kang had been standing sideways by the door. They heard that the monks had very strong ears, so they did not even dare to say anything more.

When Feng Buye appeared, they glanced at him secretly, and at the same time they bent their backs and assumed a more respectful posture. And that whole look made them vaguely remember Feng Buye's plain white clothes and his slim figure.

posture.

Feng Buye saw sawdust all over the ground and looked at the box-shaped house. He paused and said in the same tone as usual: "This young disciple doesn't understand the complicated affairs of the world."

Zhang Shiwen bravely raised his head and glanced out of the corner of his eye again.

The other party's resolute profile showed a cold temperament, which was clearly not harsh, but could make people intimidated. But he also felt that only such a handsome, cold and deep person could be called the legendary powerful monk.

Feng Buye: "Thank you both for your help. I can't express my gratitude enough, so I will give you a magic weapon."

Zhang Shiwen was thinking about some random things in his mind and didn't hear what he said clearly. When he came to his senses and was about to explain, he saw Feng Buye raised his hand and pointed at his forehead and pressed it in the air.

A golden light flashed on the two-person sealing platform, and Zhang Shiwen seemed to have been pushed, almost falling backwards.

Zhang Shiwen touched his forehead, not knowing what happened. He was afraid that a few people would misunderstand him, so he hurriedly said: "It was the Immortal Lord who saved me, it was the Immortal Lord who saved me first!"

Feng Buyi didn't care.

Zhuchen has never been able to break off the mortal bond, and likes to make friends with ordinary people. Anyway, she has no hope of seeking immortality, so let her go. It is just a way to resist the magic spell, and it is just a meeting gift for the juniors.

Zhang Shiwen turned to Zhuchen again and asked her for help. Seeing that it was getting late, Zhuchen said with a smile: "Since my junior brother is back, let him take you back. Thank you for your hard work today."

After saying that, she added enthusiastically: "Come and play often when you have time, brother, you are welcome here!"

Zhang Shiwen was speechless.

"Okay." Feng Changyin asked expectantly, "Sister, when will our house be built?"

Zhuchen was also very excited when talking about this. She was holding Hanxu in her hand and felt that she had the world. She made a conservative estimate and said: "I think it will be fine in two days!"

They are cultivators, and they certainly don’t stick to details when building a house. If there is no foundation, there will be no foundation. Just have a roof and two windows so that you can see through it. The castrated version of the tutorial given to her by the system has proven everything. When the time comes, use solid

If you use Fenghei Technology, there will be no problem at all.

"Then I'll send them back first, and then I'll help you!"

Regardless of Zhang Shiwen's wishes, Feng Changyin directly summoned his sword, lifted the two of them up one on the left and the other on the right, and flew away with the sword.

Zhuchen listened to the screams coming from the air and said helplessly: "It's so frizzy."

She turned around and found Feng Buye staring at the wreckage on the ground with a thoughtful look on his face.

His research yielded no results, so he raised his head and asked sincerely: "How to do it?"

Zhuchen: "..." Are you serious?

Feng Changyin came and went quickly. After sending Zhang Shiwen and Zheng Kang to Yuyuan, he immediately returned to the bamboo house without stopping for a moment.

Under the guidance of Zhuchen, the three began to renovate the house.

Zhuchen was originally worried that his master was ill and was trying to hold on, but seeing how he waved his hands with sword intent, he easily chopped out a row of sharp-edged wooden boards. It was more regular and efficient than assembly line mechanical production, and there was no pain at all.

Don't worry about performance anymore.

According to this progress, she has already seen the house waving to her. She is finally going to fulfill a dream that every Chinese has had.

Late at night, Feng Buye said that he was going to the demon world to practice the magic of demon cultivation. He told them to rest in the bamboo house tonight, and then left alone.

After they had gone far away, Feng Changyin dared to come to Zhuchen and whisper.

He walked heavily to Zhuchen and whispered: "Senior sister, I have something to confess to you."

Zhuchen asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

Feng Changyin took out the small cloth bag in his arms, dug his fingers into the empty bottom bag, and said, "I left the money to them, and their children have no milk to drink."

Zhuchen muttered: "That's it..."

The already poor family is about to be completely wiped out.

So miserable.

Feng Changyin said guiltily: "I'm sorry, little senior sister. I think they are very pitiful."

Zhuchen patted his head and said with a smile: "Then you have to practice hard and catch a few monsters that cause trouble and use their inner elixirs to make money."

Feng Changyin's eyes lit up, he jumped up and swore: "Okay! Don't worry, senior sister, I will work hard to practice!"

Zhuchen covered his heart to comfort himself.

Fate is fair. Although it made her so poor that she couldn't afford to eat, it also gave her the ability to live without eating.

This is a gift from nature.

...just keep working.

Zhang Shiwen and Zhang Shiwen were sent back to Yuyuan, which caused quite a stir.

Several laborers from the same village walked faster and came back a few days earlier. After not seeing them for a long time, I thought the three of them had died on the road, and I was feeling uncomfortable.

In the morning, Wu Niang came back and gave birth to the baby successfully. They were very surprised. In the evening, they saw the monk personally sending the two of them back. They were even more stunned, thinking that they had some great opportunity.

Zhang Shiwen explained in every possible way that the Immortal Lord was a good person, but no one dared to believe it. In their eyes, there were not many good monks, let alone sending two strangers home.

Because it was already late for the two of them to return, Yu Yuancheng did not allow ordinary people to walk around in the city after dark. Everyone had a brief chat and hurried back home.

Zhang Shiwen closed the door and went back to the house to pick up the child.

The wind was strong at night, and their house was in disrepair. There were creaking sounds everywhere, and the wind seemed to be able to pass through the roof and blow into the house without any obstacles.

Zhang Shiwen wrapped himself tightly in bed, looked at his child's face that was red from sleep, and thought of his current situation, feeling happy and sad at the same time.

He said bitterly: "Is it fed by Mrs. Wang from Qianjie Street? How can I thank you for this?"

They worked in Xuntian City for no pay. They had not returned home for more than four years. The things at home were broken and lost, and nothing of value was left. Even the quilt on Wuniang's body was temporarily borrowed from a neighbor.

of.

It can be said that he is penniless.

"I bought milk." Wu Niang whispered from the side, "That little fairy left money for me and ordered a bucket of milk for me. He is such a kind person."

Zhang Shiwen looked up in surprise.

Wu Niang repeated it again in a warm voice.

Zhang Shiwen's chest was overflowing with warmth, and the place where it passed was numb and numb, making his eyes swell.

He decided to take some time to go to Xianjun's place to help them build the house, but he didn't know how much help he could do.
To be continued...