Chapter 1277 resolve the conflict(1/2)
Because the head of Wudang, Fei Hong, appeared, the private room also attracted many people to watch.
Feihong was shocked after hearing the words of Taoist Master Gan.
Subconsciously, after saying this.
Everyone present showed fear and astonishment.
One by one, they couldn't help but open their mouths.
"What? Elder Feixia lost the spiritual sense of the spirit?"
"Lost? What lost? Who did the elder lose to?"
"Didn't you see it? It just lost to the boy in the box."
"No! What kind of cultivation is he? Can he cultivate the soul?"
“…”
In the cafeteria, I became restless in an instant.
None of the people present could believe it.
Even Feihong's real person, hesitated for a moment and gasped:
"Feixia, you, you really, really lost?"
As he said that, Feihong had already looked at the great elder next to him, Feixia.
Feixia Zhenren was above and extremely powerful in front of the rest.
But in front of his senior brother Feihong, he was like a little sheep and did not dare to do anything rashly.
This is not only a matter of status, but also because of admiration and respect since childhood.
The elder's face turned red and his heart was frustrated, but he nodded anyway.
Seeing this, Feihong's face could no longer be tense, and he looked at me in surprise:
"Ding, Xiaoyou Ding, can you actually cultivate your soul?"
He really couldn't believe how a young junior at the level of Taoist King cultivated his soul?
Even if you have excellent talent, you should not be able to feel the existence of the soul at this level of cultivation, let alone practice?
But the facts are right in front of you.
If you don't believe it, it won't work.
Feihong and Liehuo Zhenren expanded my dantian and tempered my Taoist qi in Jiuxiao Temple.
And I will give me good advice.
I am kind to me, so I still respect him very much.
Now that I hear this, I nodded directly:
"Yes, senior, I have started to practice my soul and have a certain amount of spiritual power!"
I was not surprised or happy, so I said slowly.
But as soon as the words were finished, let alone Feihong, even Lao Feng and Yang Xue were all looking at me with shock.
Now I personally admit that the shocking power of this on them is conceivable.
What kind of "monster" is this? In the realm of the Taoist King, can you cultivate the soul?
Is this still a human?
Yang Xun, a senior disciple of Wudang Sect, was also shocked and opened his mouth wide.
He thought that his talent was already good enough.
Even if he is not the best in Taoism, he is definitely the most powerful rank in the world.
But now he realized that in front of me, his so-called talent was a scumbag.
Not to mention practicing the soul, he has no idea what kind of form the soul is.
As for the many Wudang colleagues outside the private room, they were even more infuriated.
"Damn, who is this kid? Is it about the same age as me, and I can cultivate my soul?"
"Didn't you hear it just now? This kid's name is Ding Fan..."
"Ding Fan? Is Ding Fan who defeated the senior brother in the Taoist conference?"
"He was brought back by Senior Sister Yang Xue, maybe that Ding Fan..."
"My mother! No wonder she can defeat the powerful senior brother. She is indeed a monster-like existence..."
“…”
Everyone was talking nonstop, and Feihong's heart was also beating violently.
As a senior executive of the Dao League, he holds a seat, so he naturally has a certain understanding of the secrets in me.
Especially after the Battle of Dark Valley, the senior leaders of the Dao League investigated me in detail.
I know that I have some special means, and I also know that there are Qinling fox tribe forces behind me.
I also know that there is a protective female ghost beside me, who is extremely powerful.
And also guessed that I might be the direct disciple of a strong man or something.
But no matter what, I can't imagine that since my talent has reached such a level of disagreement.
It was not until a long time that Feihong Zhen calmed down.
A calm expression appeared on his face again.
Nodded slightly to me:
"Your Ding is really a Taoist genius. Today, I will be a peacemaker.
Turning swords into jade and silk, let’s get off now.”
Feihong said, what else can I, a junior in Taoism, say?
And, I wasn't hurt anyway.
So I bowed to Feihong Zhenren:
"I listen to the senior!"
Feihong nodded slightly, feeling that I was quite good at it and didn't make it difficult for him to do it.
As for the Great Elder Feixia, how dare you say the word "no"?
He also raised his hand and hugged me.
But he didn't say a word.
And when he clasped his fists, he still turned his head.
Then, he said to Feihong Zhenren beside him:
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother is back to the house first!"
After saying that, without waiting for Feihong to speak, he waved his sleeves and turned around and left.
Feihong didn't stop him, he just sighed.
Then he changed the subject and said to us:
"My friend Ding, Mr. Feng, Xueer, I have already understood what you have seen in western Hunan.
This time, the information you have gathered is crucial.
Two days later, I will issue an order issued by the senior leaders of the Dao League, which is of great importance.
At the same time, I also hope to get the help of Feng Xiaoyou and Ding Xiaoyou, as well as the support of the fox clan behind you..."
Feihong's true words would not be said, and mentioned the fox clan behind me.
Although I don’t know what it is, since it is decided by the top leaders of the Dao Alliance, it must be a major plan to kill demons and eliminate demons.
I didn't talk nonsense, I just clasped my fists and said:
"Senior, dare Ding Fan not to obey?"
While speaking, Lao Feng also clasped his fists and expressed his willingness to obey Feihong's instructions.
We wander around the world and have nowhere to go.
There are monsters there, evil evil there, and if we need us, let’s go there.
Feihong real person smiled slightly:
"Please take care of yourself, fifth brother, please follow me!"
After saying that, Feihong Zhenren turned around and left.
Master Qi Qian did not dare to neglect. When he entered the school, Feihong was already a famous master.
To be continued...