Chapter 1700: A Glimpse

At this time, that the master of the mortal only finally recovered a little bit of the appearance of a normal person, will wine gourd to the waist a hang, straight towards the Wu Feng walked over, until this moment, Wu Feng just carefully measured in front of this so-called master of the mortal, to be honest, from this master of the mortal's face alone, can not really see his actual age, the face wrinkles are certainly there, but not much, beard and eyebrows are just interspersed with a number of silver wire He seemed to be younger than Master Huikong, especially his eyes, black and shiny, black and white, brilliant, just like the deep and distant starry sky in the dark night, letting people look at it, then they can fall into it and can't pull themselves out of it, and I don't know whether that Master Zhaoran was intentional or unintentional, and he locked eyes with Wu Feng for a moment, and it seemed that Wu Feng's brain was emptied out of its head, and he fell into a kind of unconsciousness until that Master Zhaoran's eyes moved away, then Wu Feng's eyes moved away, and Wu Feng's eyes moved away, and then Wu Feng's eyes moved away from his face, and his eyes moved away from his face, and Wu Feng's eyes moved away from his body. Master's eyes moved away before Wu Feng recovered.

At that moment, Wu Feng hit a jolt, a heart "thump" wildly jumped up, just now the kind of thought that he is a crazy monk suddenly disappeared, just with a pair of physical eyes will be able to seduce the soul and capture the soul, simply than when in the Black Wind Ridge encountered that the white-haired demonic fox is even more powerful, Wu Feng thinks that his own cultivation is also not shallow, but compared with the master, it's like the same as this! Master, it was like a seven or eight year old child.

"Well ……" Master Ran nodded his head uncontrollably and said to Wu Feng: "Your kid is not simple ah, at a young age, his cultivation is not low, hurry up and tell grandpa how did you do it?"

As he spoke, Grandmaster Zhaoran had already stretched out a hand and wrapped it around Wu Feng's neck, that strange face was so close and close to Wu Feng that it was about to touch his nose.

Wu Feng suddenly looked a little flustered, this Master Ran, although crazy, his cultivation is really profound, just a glance at him, as if he has already figured out his own way, even his own cultivation to what extent he seems to be able to see through at a glance, Wu Feng suddenly felt that in front of this Master Ran, he is just like a person who has taken off his clothes, it is both embarrassing and slightly with a hint of fear.

"Master Yuifan, truth be told, I …… I some time ago, did have a bizarre experience, met a worldly high person who was much more powerful than you, it was he who handed me some dao laws, daily all kinds of exotic medicinal herbs to progress, and let the cultivation grow greatly, but who is that high person. But is not able to say with you, because he did not let me tell anyone."

In front of this Master Zhaifan, Wu Feng didn't dare to lie, his eyes always made himself terrified, there was always a feeling that once he told a lie, he would definitely be recognized, so he could only tell the truth.

"What? There are still people in this world who are more powerful than Laozi, I don't believe in this evil, you tell Laozi where he is, Laozi will find him to fight one on one!" Master Zhaifan eyes glared, angry blowing his beard and eyes, a very unconvincing look.

"Aiya …… master uncle, the master nephew is begging you, your old man don't make a fuss, Wu Feng little master over here is looking for your old man to do serious business, you quickly help to see, the person on his back exactly what is going on, the master nephew and this Liu old master both think that the person on his back is very likely to turn into a corpse demon If you do not help to think of a way, a moment of the corpse changed, see what you do?" Huikong master obviously take this senior uncle is no way, anxious head sweat.