Chapter 1371: 18-Year-Old Senior Sister

Luo Feng's nose felt a little sour.

"I'm that idiot."

In this short sentence, Luo Feng heard the bitterness in the heart of the burly man.

idiot!

idiot!

He seemed to vent to Luo Feng that he was the idiot who was deceived by Ding Fuyu to Zuilong Peak!

This idiot brother, surnamed Ma, was named Fu!

"I have been in Zui Chong Peak for six years. From the high-spirited age of twenty to now..." Ma Fu laughed at himself, "I finally figured it out. I just didn't have a good name. Ma Fu, Ma Fu, I'm not destined to be a supreme strong man."

Ma Fu was ordered to pick up Luo Feng up the mountain. Along the way, Ma Fu kept pouring out his bitterness to Luo Feng.

He was also a generation of genius, gifted, and promising. He also showed a talent for formations. He was directly recruited as a true disciple by Ding Fuyu without even participating in the Purple God Palace assessment.

The chief true disciple of the elder of Zuilong Peak!

This title made Ma Fu's blood boil, and he agreed without thinking.

As a result, once he entered the Drunken Dragon, he was like a drunk insect.

Here, he was required to study some things that he couldn't figure out every day, or explore some strange formations. As for martial arts, in Ding Fuyu's words, it was low-grade kung fu, and it was enough to just dabble in it.

Six years have passed.

There were several geniuses who were originally less talented than him when he entered the Purple God Palace at the same time, but now they have left him behind.

It is almost impossible to reach the pinnacle of martial arts without the guidance of a famous teacher.

"He is extremely talented, dabbling in formations, and was directly accepted as a true disciple by the elders without participating in the Purple God Palace to recruit disciples..." Why does Luo Feng feel that this template is somewhat familiar.

"You are now me six years ago." Ma Fu stopped and looked at Luo Feng seriously, "I have heard about your deeds. You are better than I was back then, but I don't understand why you chose Zui Chong Peak."

"It is Zui Long Peak." Luo Feng's eyes were clear and bright, looking at Ma Fu, "I still say the same thing, others can look down on us, but we ourselves must never look down on ourselves." Luo Feng didn't say much,

He was just a newcomer, and it was useless to say more.

Ma Fu smiled bitterly.

"The more I look at you, the more I feel that you are my shadow back then."

Luo Feng, "..."

The two walked forward all the way.

From Ma Fu's words, Luo Feng could also hear that he didn't believe in the pattern that Ding Fuyu was studying at all.

"Some people say that every genius who comes to Zuilong Peak will fall, because the master's blasphemous research is cursed."

"I think it's just the opposite." Luo Feng smiled, "Zuilong Peak, our Zuilong Peak disciples are just dormant like a drunk dragon. I believe that one day, Zuilong Peak will shine in the Purple God Palace."

Ma Fu did not answer.

He has seen many Zuilong Peak newcomers like Luo Feng.

Perhaps Luo Feng is a little different from others. He is the third true disciple of the master.

But the result is probably destined.

"By the way, Senior Brother Ma, what about the other senior brother?" Luo Feng asked curiously, "was he also fooled by the master... uh, here?"

"She has no choice." Ma Fu's face rarely showed a smile, "By the way, she is not a senior brother, but a senior sister. Her name is Ding Xiang, and she is the granddaughter of the master."

Luo Feng nodded. No wonder Ma Fu said she had no choice.

If even Ding Fuyu's granddaughter chose other elders as her master, where would Ding Fuyu put his old face... Although he might not care.

Near the top of the mountain, there are rows of wooden houses, which are eye-catching. After all, other sacred mountains are all lush and green, with pine and cypress trees, and palaces flying up. From a distance, they look like fairy palaces, shining brightly and reaching the sky. At first glance, they are sacred and extraordinary places.

But Zuilong Peak is really like a blue dragon that has not woken up, crawling on the ground, without any brilliance.

Even the flowers and trees seem to have no light, as if it is not a sacred mountain at all.

"Don't look at it. Zuilong Peak has been praised as the cursed place of the Purple God Palace for thousands of years, and it is not a false reputation." Ma Fu's voice was a little self-deprecating.

"Is the place where the master lives also the bamboo house in front?" Luo Feng couldn't help but speak.

Ma Fu's face was a little weird, "To be precise, the master has no fixed place to live..."

Boom!

Ma Fu closed his mouth, no need to explain anymore.

A bamboo house in front suddenly exploded, and the whole house was completely destroyed. Thick smoke filled the air, and the sound was so loud that it affected the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees...

Some disciples of Zuilong Peak in the distance looked up, looked calm, dusted themselves off, and continued to do their own things.

We are used to it!

Luo Feng suddenly realized that he had seen Ding Fuyu, with a gray face, messy white hair, and a beard on fire, looking miserable.

Whoosh!

A girl in green appeared, with pony braids, a graceful figure, youthful beauty, big eyes, and white arms. She flicked her fingers and waved several formation flags. Swish! Three formation flags surrounded Ding Fuyu, and the green girl formed hand seals in her hands, which instantly resonated with the formation flags.

Crash.

A heavy rain fell, covering his head and face, and instantly extinguished the flames on Ding Fuyu's beard. However, Ding Fuyu was also soaked, and his white hair stuck to his face, looking even more miserable.

"What an ingenious rain-gathering formation." Luo Feng's eyes lit up. The rain-gathering formation, in a very short period of time, used the power of the formation to suppress the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, gathering the water vapor between heaven and earth to form localized rainfall.

However, the Rain Gathering Formation is not very useful in actual combat. Not many people have studied it, and Luo Feng has basically not come into contact with it. The green-clothed girl's wonderful use of the Rain Gathering Formation just now made Luo Feng feel novel. The green-clothed girl made some modifications to the Rain Gathering Formation, making the Rain Gathering Formation form faster.

"If she figured it out by herself, she would be a genius in formation." Luo Feng sighed.

"She is your senior sister, Ding Xiang." Ma Fu said, "She is very interested in the research and transformation of various small formations. The transformation of the Rain Gathering Formation is indeed her own work."

Luo Feng was a little surprised. The age of the green-clothed girl in front of him looked younger than him. She was actually his senior sister?

"Ding Xiang is eighteen years old this year. To be precise, there are still five days before Sister Ding Xiang's eighteenth birthday." Ma Fu showed a smile on his face. It can be seen that Ma Fu, a rough man, doted on this little sister.

Eighteen years old!

Luo Feng's mouth twitched.

An 18-year-old senior sister?

At this time, the green-clad girl Ding Xiang had already walked over, staring at Luo Feng with her big eyes, looking at him, and after a moment, she suddenly laughed excitedly, "You are my junior brother, Luo Feng?"

Luo Feng's heart couldn't help but twitch.

After a while, he coughed lightly, "I am Luo Feng."

"You are quite handsome!" Ding Xiang patted Luo Feng's shoulder, "Junior brother, from now on in Zuilong Peak, Senior Sister will protect you!"