974: C974 And Listen to the Wind

C974 And Listen to the Wind

Guya's eyes widened at the sight of the words on the paper, and she kept looking around the room.

Zhao Feng moved slowly in the room, hoping to find the other party's method. Unfortunately, he failed.

However, he did not notice that a fiery red figure was hiding in the cracks of the bed.

Helplessly, Zhao Feng could only give up. "I've been busy for so long. Let's go out and have a meal."

He did not know how the other party was monitoring them. This could also be the reason why he was too sensitive. However, the old saying was that one would rather believe it than not.

At times like this, it was always right to be careful. Although they could not ask for reinforcements, they could not come up with any good ideas. If they continued to discuss, it would probably be a topic that was not nutritious.

However, the feeling of being watched was really nothing.

Gu Ya nodded and walked out of the room with Zhao Feng.

In the breakfast shop next to the inn, the two of them casually tapped something and the white flower disappeared. At this moment, neither of them was in the mood to eat.

They just wanted to find a place to cook.

The old uncle who sold premature babies was a warmhearted person. He still remembered the question Zhao Feng asked him earlier. "How is it? "Did you find the girl?"

Zhao Feng grinned and revealed an ugly smile. "I found her. Thank you for your concern."

Seeing Zhao Feng's expression, the grandpa selling breakfast froze. He seemed to have thought of something. "Young man! It was just a strong temper. Just like this bamboo sword, he would rather be unyielding than bend. Little did he know that the combination of hardness and softness is the correct solution!"

As he spoke, he ignored Zhao Feng and walked to the side to clean up the bowls and chopsticks.

Zhao Feng frowned. What was this old man trying to say?

Hardness and softness? Did he come out to do whatever he wanted? There were other methods there. He also wanted to use a gentler method, but that fox probably wouldn't agree.

"What are you thinking about?"

Gu Ya waved her hand in front of Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng came back to his senses. "I was thinking about what the grandpa said."

"Grandpa?" Gu Ya was stunned for a moment. Then, she placed her hand on her forehead. "I don't have a fever! Why are you still confused? When did the grandpa come? He even talked to you!

Zhao Feng was also stunned when he heard Gu Ya's words. "Didn't you hear it? "I didn't notice."

Even if he was absent-minded, Gu Ya was still a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator. It was unlikely that she would not notice this. He began to feel that something was wrong.

Gu Ya nodded. "Are you under too much pressure and hallucinating? "It's fine. I still have the treasure that my father gave me. As long as I use it, it will still be able to protect the lives of the three of us"

Gu Ya's family didn't lack treasures or life-saving treasures. It was just that her cultivation was too low, so she couldn't use many things. The last time she met the Spirit of Death, she really couldn't do anything about it.

But this time was different. The upper limit of the Dragon Death Region was the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. If she took out that item, she was quite confident that she would be able to keep her life.

Zhao Feng nodded and didn't say anything. He just kept looking at the busy grandpa.

What was this guy trying to tell him?

"Sit here for a while. I'll pay the bill."

Unable to hold back his thoughts, Zhao Feng told Gu Ya and walked towards the old man.

"Grandpa, how many spirit stones are there for this meal? Also, what did you mean by the combination of hardness and softness?"

The Sir who was selling breakfast smiled. "This meal is not expensive. Just give me two spirit stones. As for the combination of hardness and softness...

The old man who sold breakfast took Zhao Feng's bamboo sword and formed a sword finger with his hands. With a light tap, the bamboo sword instantly trembled.

"How much you can understand will depend on yourself?"

The old man smiled and handed the bamboo sword back to Zhao Feng, ignoring him.

Zhao Feng, on the other hand, widened his eyes and looked at the bamboo sword in front of him in disbelief.

"What are you looking at? Are you so focused? Isn't it just the shaking of the bamboo sword? "Is that necessary?"

At this moment, Gu Ya walked over from behind Zhao Feng and looked at him in confusion.

Zhao Feng shook his head. "You don't understand."

Normally, a finger on the bamboo sword would cause the sword to tremble, but it would become smaller and smaller, and it would not last for long.

However, the bamboo sword in front of him was different. Every time the bamboo sword shook, the range would be the same. It was as if the vibration didn't require energy at all.

Zhao Feng even had a ridiculous feeling that if he did not hold the bamboo sword, the trembling would continue.

The bamboo sword in front of him gave him this feeling. How did it do it?

Immediately, Zhao Feng was like a wooden man, standing there blankly.

Gu Ya seemed to have noticed Zhao Feng's comprehension and didn't disturb him. She obediently paid for her meal and sat at the side, forbidding others from disturbing her.

Time passed minute by minute and second by minute. From early morning until dusk, Zhao Feng did not move at all. The number of pedestrians on the street had started to decrease.

The grandpa who sold breakfast had also left a long time ago, but Zhao Feng was still standing there.

After such a long time, Gu Ya also noticed that something was wrong with the bamboo sword. However, after she looked for a while and could not see anything, she stopped looking.

Although her weapon was a sword, using a sword and knowing a sword were two different concepts. She could not understand it, so there was no point in forcing it.

The sun was already setting in the west, and the bright moonlight appeared in the sky. Tonight's moon was especially big, and from Guya's perspective, the moon was not even as high as the Dao-Seeking Tower.

"Zhao Feng, you have to hurry! Otherwise, you won't be able to catch up."

Goya whispered.

"I won't be able to catch up. It doesn't exist."

Zhao Feng chuckled and wiped the bamboo sword with his hand. The vibration on the sword disappeared.

"You are finally awake. What have you learned?"

"Listen to the wind!"

Zhao Feng said something that Gu Ya did not understand. He turned around and walked out of the breakfast shop. The restaurant had been closed for a long time. The grandpa had left, but he had never cared about Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng walked out of the shop. He bowed to the shop and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I am very grateful."

Gu Ya stood by the side and didn't say anything. She could already tell what was going on. Zhao Feng had gotten an opportunity here. The old uncle who had been selling breakfast here should be a senior expert.

This kind of situation wasn't rare in the Underworld. Immortals and immortals, even if one cultivated to become an immortal. You are also a person. Many high level cultivators have been away from the secular world for a long time.

He didn't know how a person should live. Under such circumstances, they will conceal their cultivation and experience the mortal world.

Without a doubt, that old uncle just now should be such an existence.0

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