Magical means?

Did our ancestors produce immortals?!

Li Feiyu, who was enjoying the comfort, immediately became energetic and looked at Zhao Ping who was lying on the stone table again.

This is really unexpected!

In Zhao Ping's original work, there is only one short adjective "ordinary protector" from beginning to end...

Never thought about it.

There seems to be another story?

Of course, Li Feiyu couldn't tell whether this was Zhao Ping's drunken talk.

The only thing that's certain is...

Regardless of whether it is true or false, since it is related to cultivating immortals, he will definitely not let it go.

the next day.

The wine bottle on the stone table has been transformed into a tea set.

Li Feiyu was making tea with a normal expression.

The tenth level of the Elephant Armor Technique made his energy and blood so strong that he stayed up all night and was completely fine.

"Well……"

After two rounds of tea, Zhao Ping finally woke up leisurely.

After a hangover, I look a little tired and haggard.

However, Zhao Ping was a little happy because he had an extra cloak on him, which was obviously added by his apprentice.

"Master."

Li Feiyu handed over the warm tea.

Zhao Ping smiled and nodded and took it.

After taking a sip of warm tea, his whole expression became more energetic.

"Master, you said last night that your ancestors of the Zhao family had immortals? You want to teach me the magic of immortals? Are you telling the truth?!"

"puff!"

As soon as Li Feiyu asked straightforwardly, Zhao Ping was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of tea!

Seeing this scene.

Li Feiyu smiled slightly, picked up a clean handkerchief and handed it over.

Zhao Ping could risk his life to protect him yesterday, so today, he can also ask directly.

Covert and insinuations only make you feel inferior.

I am afraid that Zhao Ping will feel that his beloved disciple is not close to him.

Zhao Ping took the handkerchief, his eyes darting away in panic, not daring to look at his apprentice, looking nervous and uneasy.

at last……

Zhao Ping's old face showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Feiyu... I... master, actually... alas..."

A long sigh!

"All right!"

"Master, I won't hide anything from you!"

"This matter is actually drunken talk. I also heard what my grandfather told me, saying that my ancestors of the Zhao family had immortals..."

"It can't be true, it can't be true!"

The more Zhao Ping said, the redder his face became and he waved his hands repeatedly.

It looks like cowhide after being punctured!

for this result.

Li Feiyu was mentally prepared, and was not too disappointed. He just nodded: "That's it, it's a pity..."

"actually……"

Zhao Ping struggled for a moment and said bravely: "Actually, it's not all fake... My ancestors of the Zhao family have an inherited skill called 'Qi Armor Divine Skill'!"

"It's just that after so many years, no one can succeed in cultivation, whether it's me, other uncles and brothers in the family, or seniors!"

Qi Armor Magic?!

Li Feiyu blinked his eyes.

According to Zhao Ping's description, there is an inexplicable feeling of a bright future in the dark!

because!

If it is really the method of immortals, how can people without spiritual roots succeed in practicing it!

"If you really want to learn, I...I'll write a letter and ask someone from my hometown to send it over!"

Zhao Ping smiled bitterly and said: "However, I advise you not to have too much hope. The secret books in Qijuetang are more reliable!"

At the end of the sentence, he shook his head repeatedly.

Obviously, he has no confidence in the 'Qi Armor Magic' passed down from his family, or...

I think it’s fake!

When Li Feiyu saw it, he didn't say much or refuse.

With the mentality of giving it a try, see if there is a chance and hit the jackpot.

Had lunch.

Li Feiyu just left Zhao Ping's small courtyard and went to Wai Ren Tang...

The salary belonging to the Dharma Protector has been advanced in advance!

Faced with Li Feiyu's request, the steward of Wai Ren Tang did not dare to refuse!

Something happened yesterday.

Li Feiyu killed Deputy Sect Leader Ma's brother-in-law, but he was still safe and even promoted!

The power is booming!

No one dares to offend this great protector with this momentum!

Put the thousand taels of silver notes in your sleeve.

Li Feiyu came out of Waiben Hall and headed towards the old locust tree.

Pass through the old locust tree and then through the cave...

Han Li was already sitting near the pool, waiting.

Listen to the movement.

Han Li glanced at it and said calmly: "Your master is really good to you..."

The tone was very calm.

But Li Feiyu could hear a bit of envy.

Li Feiyu understood what was going on. The master-disciple relationship between Mr. Mo and Han Li was indeed very abnormal.

I glanced at Han Li...

He smiled: "Why, are you envious?!"

"No!"

"There's nothing hard to admit. In fact, I also envy you..."

When Han Li heard this, he turned around and looked a little confused.

Li Feiyu has such a good master, has great martial arts skills, is in the limelight, and is handsome...

compare to.

Han Li really didn't know why he was worthy of Li Feiyu's envy.

"You really don't know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings!"

Li Feiyu walked over with a smile: "I envy you for having such a good big brother like me!"

Han Li: "..."

Li Feiyu saw it and smiled proudly.

He handed over the banknote in his sleeve!

Han Li took it and tossed a small package over!
To be continued...