Chapter 1088 Cang Hai Xiao
The demon lord's face changed slightly and said, "How many years will you be gone?"
Qingfeng said, "Ten years, or a hundred years, it's unknown. Maybe I will stop when the underworld gives up this place."
The demon lord's face changed when he heard this. He thought to himself, of course he can't wait for ten years or a hundred years.
So he immediately asked, "When are you going to leave?"
Qingfeng glanced at him and pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Master, do you have any instructions? It will be one or two days."
The demon lord nodded slightly, and he thought for a moment, then said, "Oh, well, you wait for me on Qingluan Mountain tomorrow. I have something important to tell you."
Hearing this, Qingfeng understood that perhaps the demon lord's fox tail was about to be exposed.
He pretended to be ignorant and asked, "I don't know what the master wants to talk to me about. It's so serious. Can you say it here?"
The demon lord's eyes twitched, and he thought to himself that this little guy finally got his wings hard and dared to ask him the reason. If it was before, he would not dare to do so.
He looked into Qingfeng's eyes and finally said, "This is a matter of great importance between you and me, so you can't tell anyone easily. You'll know when you go there."
Qingfeng nodded, but he was thinking in his heart how to lead him to the Xiaotian Peak where the big formation had been set up.
He thought of many reasons, but he rejected them one by one in the end, because the Demon Lord seemed to be indifferent to everything.
If you really think so, you are wrong. In fact, he is the most cunning and cautious person. If I suddenly raise an objection, I am afraid that with his character, he will definitely think about it carefully.
In this case, we can only wait and see what he means before studying it.
Qingfeng then said, "Since the master said so, the disciple will certainly obey the order, but the disciple still has some doubts about the cultivation, please explain it to the master."
The Demon Lord nodded and said, "You can say it."
Qingfeng was not polite and pointed out all the places where he still had some doubts. He knew. Maybe after tomorrow, there will really be no more shops after this village.
If he wanted to find someone to solve his doubts, there might be no one to find.
So he asked humbly.
The master and disciple had their own concerns, but they talked about scriptures and Taoism in a tacit understanding.
The Demon Lord is indeed a child of destiny. He has a deep understanding of magic skills, especially the interpretation of the True Demon Sutra and the Demonic Canon, which is unmatched. Qingfeng admires him very much.
It's a pity that people with different beliefs cannot work together. If the Demon Lord had no bad intentions towards him, he would be a good master.
At this moment, he really hoped that the Demon Lord would not do anything.
The Demon Lord looked at Qingfeng and sighed in his heart. This person had a good understanding. In fact, he liked this disciple from the bottom of his heart. No matter from which aspect, he was very interested.
Unfortunately, he must now take himself as the most important thing. He can only think in his heart, my good disciple, the master will occupy your body in the future, and will definitely make good use of it, and treat your friends and relatives well.
The master can only do this.
Thinking of this, he looked at Qingfeng with a trace of pity.
Until the dusk of the sky dimmed, the sunset was like blood, and countless fiery red clouds could be seen rolling endlessly.
Qingfeng sighed at this moment and said: "The sunset is like a painting, the breeze and the sunset, waiting to guard the world and look at the horizon, drinking and singing, how long is life.
Master, why don't we drink a cup together."
Looking at the sunset in the sky, watching the white clouds and the dog, Qingfeng suddenly felt a heroic feeling in his heart.
Although he and the Demon Lord may be about to fight to the death, this does not lose Qingfeng's gratitude for the Demon Lord's cultivation over the years.
The Demon Lord was slightly stunned, and did not expect him to say such a thing.
So he nodded and said: "Okay, but unfortunately I don't have good wine here."
Qingfeng took out the top-quality wine, Lieyang Wine, which had been stored for many years without hesitation.
This Lieyang Wine was selected from the treasure house of the gate by Yunzhitian Palace after he helped Yunzhitian Palace find Yunyao.
He took out a small jar and poured it into the cup. It can be seen that there is a layer of red flame-like mist floating on it, and the strong aroma of wine instantly hits the nose.
When the demon lord smelled this smell, he couldn't help but move his eyebrows and said: "Hey, it's really good wine."
He picked up the cup and drank it all.
"Wow, good, good, it's enjoyable." The demon lord was so happy that he even shouted three good words.
Qingfeng also drank a cup of wine, and immediately felt like a fire dragon was swallowed by him. However, this fire dragon only burned for a moment, and then turned into a warm current that traveled all over his body, his limbs and meridians, and for a while he felt very comfortable. ŴŴŴ.
The next moment, he saw him take out the flute, put it to his lips, and play it.
"Cang Hai Xiao——La La La La... La La... La La... La La La..."
A flute sound that makes people's blood boil sounded leisurely. Hearing this sound, the demon lord couldn't help but move his heart, and his eyes were full of appreciation for Qingfeng.
Thinking of the Demon Lord's life, he was unruly and did whatever he wanted. He never took anyone seriously and never admired anyone, because for tens of thousands of years, no one was worthy of his admiration.
But at this moment, this young man exuded a different aura. For a moment, the Demon Lord really wanted to be friends with him. Unfortunately, a Demon Lord of his generation was not an ordinary person. In the end, he could only sigh.
The two drank and sang together that night, drinking very happily. Qingfeng felt depressed in his heart.
It wasn't until the full moon was empty that the breeze finally said goodbye and left.
He did not return to his residence, but went to find Lu Ruyan. For some reason, at this moment, he especially wanted to see her.
Under the same tree, Lu Ruyan was sitting on a rocking chair, looking at the endless starry sky above his head.
Suddenly Qingfeng's figure appeared in front of her in a flash.
"Hey, you're here." Lu Ruyan stood up from the chair with joy.
Qingfeng's eyes were full of tenderness. He looked at Lu Ruyan and said, "I just suddenly... missed you."
Lu Ruyan took his hand and sat on the chair together.
At this moment, Qingfeng felt that her hand was so soft, as soft as boneless, and very comfortable. The two of them looked at the starry sky and remained silent.
Qingfeng likes this feeling very much. As the saying goes, deep love is not as good as long-term companionship, and there is no need to say too much about deep love. Many times, silence does not mean that there is nothing to say, but that it is hard to say anything.
After a long time, Qingfeng slowly said: "Over the years, I have been on the road and never stopped chasing. For the Tao in my heart, in order to become a powerful person, someone powerful enough to protect the people I love and those close to me. people."
At this time, he turned his head to look at Lu Ruyan, and Lu Ruyan also looked at him.