"Let them wait." Fenghua didn't care about the tunnel, and then smiled at Song Fei, "where are they important to you, you say, my little younger martial brother."

At the moment, the war has reached the level of crushing. A group of experts of the green wood army have begun to chase and kill the residual forces of the evil sect. Mu haifengxu and a group of high-level leaders stay in place and wait for Fenghua's order.

But unexpectedly, Fenghua's words almost scared everyone to pee again.

Junior brother? I have become a young martial brother of Fenghua. It's too high.

Feng Xu's mouth trembled slightly. NIMA, do I want to call this boy martial uncle in the future?

"Younger martial brother?" Song Fei blinked, and the whole person was a little confused.

Fenghua was very proud and said, "do you think you can hide it from me? Your separation, besides, it's separation. The wood skill you cultivate is the same as me?"

Shenmu formula? Song Fei finally knows why Fenghua wants to call himself a junior brother, but the misunderstanding is big enough.

Song Fei said with a wry smile, "in fact, my skill was not passed on to me by the legendary sacred tree."

Fenghua blinked and said, "mine was not passed on to me by the divine tree, but obtained by chance. In the past, apart from the divine tree, it was your senior brother and me who cultivated the divine tree formula in the whole fairy world. Now there is one more you. Do you think you should recognize me as a senior brother?"

Song feifu reached his heart and immediately said, "younger martial brother Yue Tianyu, see you."

This is a thigh. If you can hold this thigh, you will not walk across the fairyland in the future. Since the other party said that he was his younger martial brother after practicing the divine tree formula, what else is there to be pretentious.

His strength Song Fei saw with his own eyes. He will be in front of him in the future. Even the rosefinch family will be afraid.

As for saying that there are several divine wood Jue cultivation in Qingtian sword sect, Song Fei can only choose to temporarily forget it. No, you didn't ask me. Of course I can choose not to say it.

"Hahaha, younger martial brother, you are such a lovely person." Fenghua laughed.

Feng Xu scolded in his heart: "what a fart. You are old and immortal for 500 million years. You have to deal with people when you live."

"Come on, Xiao Xu, come and meet your martial uncle." the next moment, the most terrible thing that Feng Xu had a hunch about happened immediately. For this out of tune Lao Tzu, Feng Xu really has a word of suffering.

Song Fei hurriedly said, "no, no, No."

"Er?" Fenghua looked back at Song Fei.

Song Fei said with a dry smile, "let's pay each other, otherwise this generation will be chaotic."

Fenghua couldn't help looking at Feng Xian around Song Fei, then pointed to him and smiled very * * * *: "I know what you mean, I tell you, if you are unfaithful to my Feng family daughter, even if you are my junior brother, I will break your third leg."

Song Fei smiled bitterly: "it's not what you think."

"Xiao Xu, you'll have your own business after that." Feng Hua said, which made Feng Xu feel relieved. He thought that every sentence of his grandson of the Qing emperor and the top five figures in the green wood army was a golden saying. Only when he met his own Lao Tzu, he didn't have the slightest temper. The biggest problem was that he didn't rely on the spectrum, but he was not only unreliable, but also powerful, I can't beat him at all.

Since Feng Xu remembered when he was a child, Lao Tzu had nothing to do to beat him in the name of testing him, so that he has now become a big man in the fairy world. In retrospect, he still has a shadow in his heart.

"Xiao Xu, you did a good job this time. I gave you such a big gift when I left the customs. When I return to Lingyun layer, I will give you some advice in person." Fenghua said.

Everyone looked at Feng Xu with envy. It was something they couldn't ask for with such an expert's personal guidance.

Fenghua seemed to see everyone's expression in his eyes and said with a smile: "you people have made contributions. As long as you reach Jinxian, you can go to me and enjoy the same treatment as Xiaoxu."

"Thank you, my Lord." everyone bowed excitedly.

Feng Xu twitched at the corners of his mouth. After all these years, your bad habit has not changed, but has it intensified?

"Well, don't look like a dead father." Fenghua said with a smile, "as the son of Lao Tzu, it will certainly benefit you. Who is the official third generation."

While talking, Fenghua's right hand stretched out in the direction of the green star, and then grasped it tightly. The green planet suddenly shrank rapidly and flew towards Fenghua's palm. When it flew to his palm, it was only the size of a table tennis ball. Fenghua handed the green ball to fengxu's hand and said: "This is the magic weapon that your father has refined for 500 million years. He put almost all the important materials in it. If anyone annoys you in the future, you can shoot him with this."

The magic weapon refined by Fenghua for 500 million years? What's the concept? According to Song Fei's conjecture, even if Fenghua's strength can't reach the level of Lao Zu, it won't be too far away, and it's likely to reach that level. Then the treasure he spent 500 million years refining must be countless times stronger than ordinary golden immortal tools. Moreover, as fengxu, what kind of treasure doesn't he have Only the top magic weapons in the three worlds.

Sure enough, Feng Xu, who had a bitter face, immediately appeared a happy smile on his face after he got the treasure, which changed dramatically compared with the expression of his dead father just now.

Then, Fenghua threw his eyes on Feng Xian and slowly said, "I'm a crystal clear immortal and have practiced the mind method of the green emperor. It seems that I'm the leader of the young generation of Feng family. If I'm in the palace in the future, you can come and ask for advice at any time. As a leader, you don't lack resources. Now I'm poor and have nothing to give you."

"Thank you, grandmaster." Feng Xian quickly thanked him. For him, the biggest thing was the person who instructed him. Although he never lacked expert guidance under the influence of the green emperor, he would not have time to instruct himself, let alone let himself pass at any time.

"As for you, younger martial brother." Fenghua again cast his eyes on Song Fei's face, and then took out a small red bead. "Take this bead and move 800 million miles to the northeast, which is helpful for your trip."

"This trip?" Song Fei took the ball for some unknown reason.

"There's no need to ask. It won't work." Fenghua said with a smile. "Well, you can go too. When you come back, our brothers are talking about the past. Remember to take the ball in your hand and don't put it in the storage ring."

"OK!" Song Fei nodded silently, "in that case, I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

At the next moment, Song Fei blinked towards the Northeast according to Fenghua's instructions.

When Song Fei just appeared, a white jade hand buckled Song Fei's throat. Seeing the strong murderous spirit on some familiar little faces, Song Fei immediately scolded his Fenghua ancestors for 18 generations, and then said with a trace of tears: "hello."

It turned out to be su cancan, the ninth warden of the Oriental prison.