Chapter 573: The legendary grandfather of Feng Jinxuan

Chapter 573 The legendary grandfather of Feng Jinxuan
These ten people, flashing like a shadow with the wind, instantly surrounded Gong Siyu, Angelica and Feng Jinxuan, as well as Feng Jinxuan's several disciples of Fengjia disciples, all with their hands behind them, and they were silent.
As soon as he saw, Gong Siyu was fully guarded, looked around, the saber dagger in his hand was unsheathed, and his phoenix eyes were gloomy and vigilant. Angelica's were brought together and slowly approached Gong Siyu, as if he was ready to use the escape technique to escape at any time, a little confused. I wonder where these people came from.
"Calm down, Siyu, my family." Only Feng Jinxuan glanced indifferently at the group of white-robed teenagers who surrounded them, smiling but not smiling, with shallow eyes, unpredictable towards the cliff edge and deep in the forest. Looking in a certain direction, "Grandpa picked us up personally."
Gong Siyu’s impression of Grandpa Feng Jinxuan is still the same as when he only met when he was a teenager. Although he was Feng Jinxuan’s grandfather, the old man seemed to have broken through the age limit. The law of aging is on him. , You can't find any traces of vicissitudes left by the years.
The bones of Xianfeng Dao are like gods, Zhan Ran like god, and gentle like Wenyuan Bachelor.
As Feng Jinxuan's voice gradually fell, he could not see him but heard his voice, and a cold voice full of clearness and coldness suddenly resounded across the top of the mountain, which shocked countless birds and beasts.
"Feng family ancestral land, outsiders are forbidden to enter. If grandpa doesn't pick it up in person, you think you can easily get through the four hundred magic circle organ life and death illusions if you drink your blood for these two? ."
When the voice fell, accompanied by the cool breeze on the top of the mountain, a tall and thin figure with a body like a fairy suddenly appeared in front of all of them, turning around, standing with hands, ink hair flying, and a fairy posture. Extremely.
Before Feng Jinxuan could speak, the shining eyes of the incoming people fell on the young but capable Angelica sinensis, "Heh! I underestimated the person you brought, a realm alchemist, what do you do? The young man comes back, you want him to try to break through the four hundred law formations and see if outsiders can enter the realm of the ancestor of the Feng family?"
Angelica glanced at the speaker very innocently.
He didn't want to break into the world...
If he could choose, he would never want to come! At this moment, his only concern is whether he has received his letter Yuno.
He changed his fate against the sky and opened his eyes forcibly. The seriousness of the matter has reached the point where he is unable to intervene. Miyajiyu will not listen to him at all. Angelica is just worried. If something goes wrong, how should he confess to Ji Yunao?
When he was in a dignified mood, his attention was also taken away by all the speakers. Is that Feng Jinxuan's grandfather? The current patriarch of the family of a thousand-year-old psychic family.
Angelica couldn't hide his shock.
There are seven points of evil in the middle, and three points of right in the evil. The ink hair is gathered up and flying. If you don’t know that the person in front of you is Feng Jinxuan’s grandfather, Angelica would think that he is a mature man with a handsome face and a graceful appearance. Outstanding, extraordinary psychic master.
Feng Jinxuan's grandfather was rejuvenated, too young, standing with them, he was like a person of the same age.
It's just that the deepness and clarity between words and the calmness and vicissitudes of behavior are old and solemn compared to them.
Wearing a qingxuan robe, with a jade pendant of sheep fat hanging from his waist, holding a silver Xiao engraved with a flying phoenix dragon in his hand, Fengshen is a handsome dragon among people, and has a three-pointed spirit like Feng Jinxuan, but it is more profound and unruly Indifferent, like a peerless master in the ancient arena.
"You have always misunderstood, he is a friend of Siyu's wife."
Angelica secretly observed Feng Jinxuan's grandfather, and listened to Feng Jinxuan's indifferent defense.
He could not see the spiritual realm of Grandpa Feng Jinxuan at all.
But he was seen through by his grandfather.
He was a realm alchemist who could see at a glance, Angelica stared at Grandpa Feng Jinxuan Feng Xuanqing in awe.
The old man in front of him, I am afraid that he has already entered the heaven, even if he has not entered the heaven, he is definitely above him.
Feng Xuanqing hummed coldly, then coldly narrowed his slender and sharp eyes, took a deep look at Gong Siyu, then waved his sleeves and ordered:
"Blindfolded these two people and blocked their ears. Wuling is mysterious and must not be exposed."
Immediately, Gong Siyu and Angelica's eyes were covered with white cloth by the Feng family, and their ears were blocked. Then they were supported and entered into the dense forest sea. They could not see the road, hear the sound, and did not know that they were there. where.
Gong Siyu himself did not know how long they had been away.
It just feels like passing through the waterway and through the mountains and forests, it seems to have flowed through the swamp.
When the blindfolded white cloth was removed, the cotton in the ears was also taken out, and when the dazzling sunlight hits some uncomfortable eyes, when the eyes were clear, Gong Siyu was shocked to find that he had entered the legend. The Fengjiazudi.
Like a paradise isolated from the world, surrounded by mountains and rivers, a series of towering and imposing ancient buildings are built on the mountain and distributed in the distant mountains and forests.
Insects, birds, and birds, fertile fields, beautiful ponds, dense mulberry trees and bamboo forests, criss-crossed on both sides of the pebble road, many men and women in white robes work in the fields, and their dresses are plain and simple, but they are all alive, like Banxian.
It is said that they are farming, but in fact they are all sitting in the field resting, but the plowing seems to have been cursed by someone, and is able to weed and harvest by themselves.
In the distant mountains, waterfalls pouring down like a galaxy are magnificent and magnificent. A faint rainbow is faintly revealed in the mist. There is a Feng family man wearing a hat is fishing by the river, and several children on the shore are laughing and playing.
Looking from a distance, on the river, three or two old men stood with their hands on their hands, standing calmly on the river without sinking into the water. Everything seemed incredible.
In surprise, Gong Siyu's shoulder was suddenly tapped from behind.
Looking back, it was Feng Jinxuan who smiled at him.
"It's good to be used to it. They are all Feng's family members. They are different here, so they will use spells unscrupulously. The ancient building over there is where Feng's family lives."
Feng Jinxuan, Gong Siyu, and Angelica were following Feng Xuanqing, and quickly walked towards the ancient buildings built on the mountain.
Only halfway, Feng Jinxuan was suddenly hit on the shoulder by an embroidered shoe flying towards him.
Slowly and indifferently brushed the dust falling on his shoulders.
I saw a woman with black and beautiful hair that was twisted into a bun, her appearance was as bright as the sun, and she fell from the sky. Without a word, she grabbed Feng Jinxuan's ear, and while pulling her, she said defiantly: "Since I come back, I will follow I went to Duanmu's house to meet Xiyue. The child has become more and more beautiful in recent years. She will be happy to know you come back."
"No, grandma, you better stop, otherwise I will never come back after this time."
(End of this chapter)