Chapter 1

pain!……

A severe headache.

A strong sense of tearing spread endlessly in his mind. Lu Feng felt that all the nerves in his body seemed to have been ordered by his superiors to rebel collectively, twisting and twitching wildly, unbearable.

A man and a woman vaguely heard the words in his ears:

“It’s been a day and a night…”

“…Why isn’t it going well?”

"The elder's medicine...is not effective..."

"Who made him forcefully practice... a person with a defective Yang meridian... cannot practice for the rest of his life, and is obsessed with it... tsk tsk... deserve it!" The man who spoke was mixed with a hint of gloating and ridicule.

"you……"

In the room, the woman talking was obviously a little angry.

"What are you worried about? He is just a mortal like us. He arranged to come to Qinlou to raise Yin Beasts, and he is not a formal disciple of Qinjian Sect."

"He's like this, you're still talking sarcastic."

Tear!

When the pain was so painful that it was almost gone, Lu Feng suddenly heard someone mocking him in his ears. He couldn't help but grit his teeth and listened to him. Who was in the house?

Although the torn pain almost burst into his head, the woman's words were like a warm warm current, penetrated into his heart, making his heart, which had been cold and helpless for more than ten years, feel an inexplicable warmth...

While enduring indescribable severe pain;

While trying hard to suppress the pain, he opened his eyes.

The cold sweat of beans kept rolling down from his forehead...

As if he had used all his strength, Lu Feng did not open even a gap.

The boy who had been rolling with his head suddenly put a small twist, pressed his hands tightly on the bed, and pulled out a few blood marks from the bed.

The sudden situation scared the maid in the room, a man and a woman dressed in a mate dress:

"Hold him down!"

"I'll give him ice!"

A delicate voice rang anxiously.

In severe pain, time passes very slowly.

As if a century had passed, Lu Feng suddenly felt a cold and comfortable feeling on his head, turning into a series of cold streams that penetrated into his heart.

The severe pain like a torn brain weakened in an instant...

The fingers that were tightly clenched into the wooden board of the bed then relaxed a little, and the twisted arched body also relaxed.

“It works.”

"That's great, I'll go get the ice."

After a long period of suffering, Lu Feng's already very tired spirit was completely relaxed by the cold and comfortable warm current.

Although the tearing pain continued, the consciousness gradually fell into a coma...

Darkness quickly annihilated consciousness.

...

I don’t know how long it took, but the pain woke Lu Feng up again.

When he woke up, he immediately noticed that the torn pain in his head seemed to have weakened a lot, and now his breathing has become stable.

But because I was too tired, I still didn't have the strength to open my eyes.

But this time he could clearly feel that there seemed to be a sense of peace of mind in the room...

Someone was looking at him near the bed.

Who is it?

Did he make himself better?

A trace of doubt arose in Lu Feng's heart.

In his well-proportioned breath, Lu Feng slowly mobilized his breath to quickly restore his energy and open his eyes.

At this moment, a calm and majestic voice sounded in his ears at a close sight:

"This kid is quite life-threatening. He has been forced to practice until he becomes a demon, but he is not dead."

"You have done a good job and keep working hard. When his body recovers, you will return to your master to collect twenty kilograms of fairy rice seeds."

"Elder Xie."

"You guys go out first."

"yes."

A man and a woman bowed their heads respectfully and retreated to the outside of the yard.

There was only one person left in the room.

At this time, Lu Feng felt that his spirit seemed to be extremely good, but he had no strength. When he thought that the other party seemed to be an elder of the sect, he couldn't help but be curious.

This idea just emerged.

But someone in the room sighed slightly.

Lu Feng's heart tightened!

There was someone else in the room.

The people in the room didn't know if they noticed Lu Feng's awakening, or they pretended to be sneering: "In the years of Qinlou, fewer and fewer young disciples have been able to come out of the mountain... We old men don't know when we can last."

"yes."

The elder who had spoken before sighed in his voice: "The cultivation journey of Qinlou disciples is already difficult, and there is also the descendants of the sound beast left by the Kaishan Ancestor who needs to be taken care of and cannot be abandoned..."

"This time Elder Mu finally brought us a boy who is proficient in music and is quite immersed in artistic conception to raise sound beasts for us. This boy recklessly practiced the "Heart Refining Art" until he became obscene. If it weren't for his mortal constitution, he would have experienced this disaster again. Humph! This elder must be punished strictly!"

The mysterious elder snorted coldly in an angry tone.

The elder laughed:

"Senior brother, don't be angry... Elder Mu once told me that Lu Feng, a young man, is tough and strong, so he has a good piano skills in the world of Huafang. No wonder he was unwilling to accept it after learning about the defect of Yang Mai."

"Anyway, we can't ruin the big affairs of our Qinjian Sect! The huge foundation of our Qinjian Sect cannot be defeated by our group of people."

The mysterious elder's tone changed.

Seeing that the senior brother's tone was relaxed, the elder smiled and suggested:

"Senior brother is right! When his identity is restored, I will persuade him to give up the risk and raise the sound beast for me, Qinjian Sect! However, this young man is now just the identity of an ordinary outer disciple of our Qinjian Sect. After three months, he was automatically transferred to a servant. I think he took the risk for the identity of a formal disciple and forced himself to practice the "Heart Refining Art", which led to his devil..."

Speaking of the latter, the tone gradually slowed down and became more and more serious.

When Lu Feng heard this, he was extremely surprised.

What the elder who spoke is indeed true.

After three months of coming to Qinjian Sect, he had been wandering outside the sect and could not practice at all. According to convention, he would become a slaughterman and become an ordinary slaughterman in Qinjian Sect, a friend.

Although this is something that countless mortals cannot reach in their dreams, he is naturally unwilling to be a partner for others from the bottom of his heart, so he naturally resists it very much.

pity!

In the Immortal Sect, any person can easily kill the piano player who is powerless.

In order to break free from the shackles and get rid of the fate of becoming a servant, Lu Feng took the risk and reluctantly practiced the "Heart Refining Art" to impact the damaged meridians...

This is the consequence of being bedridden now.

"you mean……"

"I want to ask my senior brother to make an exception and give this young man the title of official disciple."

"But he is a mortal."

"If mortals can raise thousands of sound beasts for us, calm them down, and create more time for our Qinlou disciples to practice. Year after year, I think this contribution is enough to gain our respect... I believe all elders know this."

"Okay, I'll try it, but you must make sure that this kid doesn't mess around anymore." The mysterious elder said in a deep voice.

"Senior brother, don't worry."

"Um……"

The wind sounded and a person left in a vague way.

At this time, Lu Feng suddenly felt his body lightening and had the strength to open his eyes. Copy search Copy search;
Chapter completed!