Chapter 69 The Master’s Imagination

Feng Jun heard Brother Hao's malice and simply stood up and left the fire.

When the market is over, he will leave here, and there is no need to get into a fight over some quarrel.

Seeing that he also left, Brother Hao's face sank slightly. At this time, the second son of the Ding family spoke, "Brother Feng is such a character, cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Brother Hao, don't care about it... He saved my little Douzi. life."

"Oh?" Brother Hao glanced at him, nodded slightly, and spoke expressionlessly, "Most capable people are a little arrogant."

Feng Jun sat on his camp bed and took out another cigarette to light it. Someone walked over and stretched out his hand to him.

Feng Jun glanced at Lang Zhen, silently handed over a cigarette, and then handed over a lighter.

Lang Zhen didn't take the lighter, but took the burning cigarette directly from his hand and pointed it at the fire.

He took a deep breath, exhaled thick smoke from his mouth, and succinctly said four words, "You are a waste."

Feng Jun was stunned for a while before he realized what the other party was saying.

It's too wasteful to use a lighter to light a cigarette. Since the cigarette has already been lit, just light it.

People in this plane live very frugally. He smiled and replied disapprovingly, "I'm used to it."

Lang Zhen didn't yell at him, but sat down next to him.

He took another drag on the cigarette before asking, still very concisely, "What are you doing here?"

Feng Jun glanced sideways at him. After thinking about it, he took out a piece of something and handed it over, "I want to find something like this."

What he took was none other than the jade gourd pendant he bought in the Earth Realm for 100 yuan.

He didn't mention this purpose to anyone, but considering that Lone Wolf had seen the world, he took it out.

Lang Zhen held the cigarette in his mouth, stretched out one arm to take the jade gourd, looked at it briefly, weighed it again, snorted disapprovingly, and stuffed it back to him, "So it's for breaking stones."

Feng Jun was not convinced now, "Broken stone? Do you know where this thing can be found?"

"Of course I know," Lang Zhen replied lightly, and then spoke with great certainty, "You are not here for this thing, let's talk about your real purpose."

Feng Jun felt happy when he heard it, but there was a hesitant expression on his face, "Do you know where this thing can be found?"

"Yeah," Lang Zhen hummed softly, rolled his cigarette with squinted eyes, and stopped talking.

Feng Jun thought about it and then laughed, "Okay, except for this... I'm here for practice."

He knew that Sister Lang called martial arts training, or practice, so of course he would say practice.

Naturally, what you practice is the immortal way, not just martial arts.

When Lang Zhen heard this, he turned his head in shock, with a confused look on his face, "Practice?"

Never heard of spiritual practice? Feng Jun scratched his head and thought of another word, "I mean...cultivation!"

Lang Zhen's mouth opened slightly, becoming more and more confused, "Cultivation?"

"Tsk, you haven't even heard of this?" Feng Jun smacked his lips in distress, "Xianxia, ​​you always know about it, right?"

Lang Zhen was not more confused this time, but he was not much better. He blinked and said, "Xianxia?"

Hey, why can't I understand you? Feng Jun spread his hands helplessly, "It's about cultivating Taoism, cultivating immortality, breaking through yourself, seeking immortality...don't you understand these?"

"Shh," Lang Zhen raised a finger and shook it, then looked left and right and whispered, "Remember, don't mention the word 'cultivation' casually."

This time, it was Feng Jun's turn to be stunned, "Why can't you mention it?"

"Because those people have great powers," Lang Zhen said expressionlessly, "Actually, I already know what you mean. I just want to hear those two words from your mouth."

What? Feng Junhaoxuan thought he heard wrongly. He was stunned for a while, then looked at the other party with a constipated expression, gritted his teeth and asked, "What if I don't say it?"

Lang Zhen took another deep breath of cigarette, then exhaled it and spoke lightly, "Then think of other words."

Damn, can we stop being so mean? Feng Jun only felt that he was a little weak in complaining, "It's really... shady!"

Lang Zhen turned his head again and looked at him seriously, "Is there something sinister?"

Feng Jun was completely defeated, so he pointed out the key point directly, "I am here to find an opportunity to practice."

"It's just about cultivating immortals," Lang Zhen said nonchalantly, "Actually, I've already guessed it."

Feng Jun became more and more speechless. You didn't let me say these two words, but you could say them very easily?

The number one expert in Xiaohu Village looks indifferent, but is he actually a funny guy who lacks a string?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lang Zhen spoke again, "The word "cultivation to immortality" should not be mentioned casually. Didn't your family tell you this when you went out?"

Feng Jun looked at him dumbfounded, "Master, you have said this word twice."

Seeing his stupid look, Lang Zhen nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that your family has told you this... By the way, did you use the cleaning technique yesterday morning?"

Feng Jun stretched out his right hand, silently crushed out the cigarette butt, then took out another cigarette and lit it with a lighter.

He no longer knew what to say. At this moment, he missed a girl named Jingjing.

It turns out that the masters are not only funny, but also have great imagination.

"Okay, I'm presumptuous," Lang Zhen grinned, "But I'm really curious, are the techniques in your clan not enough? Or...were you sent by the clan to practice?"

Feng Jun was silent again. After waiting for a while, when the other party stopped talking, he coughed slightly and nodded solemnly, "It's good that you know, don't spread it randomly."

"I don't know anything," Lang Zhen shook his head, "Maybe you were kicked out of your house. Is that possible?"

Master, you are worthy of being a prostitute. You can find plots from various novels at your fingertips. Feng Jun was even more speechless.

Lang Zhen continued his collection of novel plots, "Maybe your engagement has been annulled..."

"Stop it," Feng Jun couldn't bear it anymore, "I said I want to look for opportunities to practice."

"Okay, let's look for opportunities," Lang Zhen didn't mind his tone, "but I still want to ask, if your engagement is really broken off, look at my eldest sister..."

"Huh?" Feng Jun snorted, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and spoke through gritted teeth, "I said... stop it!"

"Okay," Lang Zhen sighed helplessly, "My eldest sister is actually pretty good...Okay, let me get down to business. The practice you mentioned is a taboo topic in the secular world. Once someone mentions it, the practitioner will definitely be criticized. of massacre.”

In fact, he didn't dare to mention the word "cultivation" casually, so he naturally changed it to "cultivation". He also felt that this word replacement was really good.

Feng Jun waited for a while and saw that he no longer stated anything, so he asked aloud, "Why can't I mention it?"

Lang Zhen looked at him again in astonishment, still dumbfounded, "You...you don't know?"

"I don't know," Feng Jun shook his head simply, "No one told me this."

"So you are too young and really need to come out and practice." Lang Zhen took the initiative to figure out the reason. He stretched out his one arm and pointed at the other party, "Practice must involve resources, just like the cultivation of the elder sister, We also need body-building pills and yuan-pei pills, etc..."

As soon as Feng Jun heard the word "big sister", he almost ran away again.

But then, he was stunned, "Body training... Dan, Pei Yuan... Dan?"

"You haven't heard from my eldest sister, have you?" Lang Zhen sighed, this time sincerely, and extremely heavy, "I can't afford it. There are only so many resources. You also need resources for your cultivation."

"Understood," Feng Jun nodded. Now he really understood that the materials in this plane cannot be used by everyone to cultivate immortality, so the relevant resources will naturally be monopolized by a small group of people.

He had no intention of wondering why Lone Wolf thought he was an immortal cultivator. However, this did not prevent him from taking advantage of this misconception, so he sighed, "It's okay if you don't have resources. You can do it with some skills."

This is a typical white wolf with nothing to show for it, and it is also an extremely clumsy approach.

You are already cultivating immortals, so what kind of skills are you looking for? Those ordinary people only care about cultivating immortals, right?

With Lang Zhen's extensive knowledge, he really shouldn't take it easy to see through this scene.

But by chance, Lang Zhen was preconceived because Feng Jun had behaved so strangely since he showed up.

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Like Village Chief Jia, he was very sure that this was not a secular pill, but a pill that could only be made by immortal cultivators.

Therefore, Lang Zhen really believed such a poor excuse.

He hesitated for a long time before speaking hesitantly, "I don't have a clue about this technique."

Feng Jun glanced sideways at him, with a look of shock on his face, "Do you have an idea?"

"Ahem," Lang Zhen coughed dryly, took out the tobacco pot with one hand, skillfully filled the pot with shredded tobacco, and started smoking silently.

This attitude is very obvious: Is it appropriate for you to ask me this?

Feng Jun wanted to continue asking, but he felt a trace of malice inexplicably. He turned his head and saw Jia Xingwang sitting by the fire, staring at him fiercely.

Apparently, he was extremely angry when he saw his father-in-law-to-be chatting happily with someone.

At this moment, Lang Zhen spoke up again, "I still need to ask a friend about the skills. However, I have a small condition to help you. I hope Brother Feng can agree."

"What conditions?" Feng Jun reacted as soon as he said the words. He looked sideways at Lang Zhen and asked in astonishment, "You also want to practice, right?"

Lang Zhen sighed, but there was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, "If you can, who wouldn't want to practice? Not only I think, but also the descendants of my Lang family think, Brother Feng, you have a background. Since we are destined, I hope Brother Feng Have mercy on me."

Feng Junyi gnashed his teeth and said: You have great confidence in me, but I can't make it up anymore...

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