The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Slowly returning to the three of them, Yun Ying looked at Feng Jing thoughtfully.

She was not so bored that when others looked at her, she would suspect that others had other plans.

only……

Feng Jing secretly looked at her just now, which gave her a feeling of déjà vu.

It was very similar to the feeling of peeping that she suddenly felt when she was practicing the "Phantom of the Circle" half a month ago.

Could it be that the person she felt that day was not Liu Changqing, but Feng Jing?
If this is the case, then there will be a big oolong.

But it was a blessing in disguise, if she hadn't felt an extremely obvious sense of peeping the night before, she would not have hurriedly asked Cui Zun for advice, and then made up a set of plausible nonsense to deal with Liu Changqing.At that time, she was a little careless.

Many thoughts swirled in Yun Ying's mind, and she couldn't help staring at Feng Jing with her chin raised.

In fact, Feng Jing paid attention to her every move, and she noticed it very early on.

When they met in Manglin in the morning, Yunying was even more sure of this when he didn't show any surprise to Yunying's higher level of cultivation and doubled combat power.

It's not that she is too narcissistic, and feels that this progress is so shocking that everyone needs to admire it.But Feng Jing herself showed a lot of interest in her.

After all, he is one of the few people in the world who knows the secret of her dantian. No matter who it is, they will pay more attention when they see such a strange dharma body.

Feng Jing has always been curious about her physical cultivation, but she didn't show the slightest emotion when they reunited. Doesn't this mean that he has always been paying attention to her.

But how did he do it?

Yunying knows that high-ranking monks have many similar methods. They can ignore the barriers of prohibition and the distance of space, and observe another person's every move through spells such as the water mirror technique.

But Feng Jing is just a cultivator at the blood refinement level, how could she have such means?

Probably because her gaze was too obvious, Feng Jing turned over uncomfortably, facing her with the back of her head.

Yun Ying couldn't help but laugh.

In fact, he is completely childlike. Although he thinks that this is just a layer of disguise, but after a long time of pretending, it will become his nature.

He is a willful and naughty child, so he will be held back by himself.

The rabbit fell into darkness, Yunying woke up the two brothers and sisters, and followed Yan Yi to continue trekking into the depths of the grassland.

Zhuo Yanjia opened his mouth and said that he didn't need to sharpen his sword anymore, so Yan Yi didn't waste any more time. He met gods and killed gods, and Buddhas and Buddhas along the way, and soon led the three of them out of the grassland.

After that, I climbed over two mountains and a river valley, overcame thorns and thorns, and finally arrived at the destination.

This cave is not what Yunying and the others imagined, it is a cave-like entrance.

Its appearance is a dilapidated house, like a hut in the forest that has been abandoned for a long time, and a fence surrounded by thorns outside has been knocked down in half.

Yan Yi pushed open the door familiarly, and led everyone into the more dilapidated back room.The wooden rafters on the beams were broken, and a ray of sunlight was projected between the broken tiles, and a lot of dust was flying in this beam of light.

The wooden tables and wooden beds in the house were even more rotten, it was a ghostly place that even homeless people would not patronize.

Zhuo Yanjia pinched her nose and coughed twice, stretched out her hand and waved it before, fanned away the dust that was about to collect on her body, and asked Yan Yi in a loud voice: "Uncle, are you sure you didn't go to the wrong place? Here's a little It doesn't look like a cave either!"