Chapter 143 The Wrong One

"Growing flowers?" Yu Zirun recalled carefully, but couldn't remember this place.

Huang Feng smiled and said, "Don't think about it, it's a very far place."

"Is that so." Yu Zirun said with emotion, "I was born in Liuzhou, and I haven't been back for some years. I miss it very much. I can understand Brother Huang's thoughts.

If you really miss it, go back and take a look. Even if it's not today or tomorrow, you can go back one day. I believe that land and people there will still be waiting for you."

Huang Feng calmed down and smiled, "You are good at talking."

Yu Zirun smiled, and then savored it several times before asking curiously, "Brother Huang, what about the other one?"

"No hurry." How could Huang Feng become a good man just because of a moment of sadness.

Although he had reached a tacit understanding with Li Motang that he would not use some tricks to use Yu Zirun, it was not too much to ask for some information, and the chips he paid were also very high. After all, he didn't have much stock of ancient poems.

"If she doesn't give me some treasures to compensate me, how can she be worthy of me!" Huang Feng thought to himself, and smiled at Yu Zirun, "To be honest, we went to Yunlu Academy to ask for help from your teacher.

I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask, is your teacher easy to talk to, is he willing to help others, what do you like, are you the most favored among the several direct disciples, and if I help to plead for you, will it be useful?"

Yu Zirun was a little confused by the question: "Ah..."

Huang Feng looked considerate: "Is it difficult to answer? Forget it if you force it."

"No, not force it." A poem, Ming It obviously shortened the distance between the two. Yu Zirun said, "Brother Huang has too many questions. I need to sort them out first.

The teacher is a kind-hearted person. Every year, he sends disciples from the academy down the mountain to teach children in the surrounding villages and towns. If there are natural disasters or man-made disasters near the sect, he will also take us to help.

Brother Huang and His Highness are really in trouble, just tell the teacher. To be honest, if he can do it, he doesn't need my help to plead. If he can't do it or can't do it, it's useless for us to plead together."

"Is that so." Huang Feng could see that Yu Zirun was not perfunctory.

In Yu Zirun's mind, his teacher should be a knowledgeable, kind-hearted, and principled person.

It's a good thing, but also a bad thing.

Having a rough idea in his mind, Huang Feng didn't intend to keep Yu Zirun hanging any longer, and told him the last two sentences of the half poem: "People today don't see the moon of the past, but the moon today once shone on the ancients."

In fact, there are many more sentences in this poem, but just treat them as if there are none.

Huang Feng closed the window and this time he was seriously practicing breathing. He didn't pay attention to Yu Zirun's expression. He must be shocked.

Yu Zirun was indeed shocked. He pondered over this poem again and again, and a wisp of green air surged from his chest.

Huang Feng, who had just started to regulate his breathing, was also startled. He looked at Yu Zirun inexplicably, and then shocked himself: "Does my poem help him break through the realm?"

Breaking through the realm was too much to think about. Not long after, the green air emanating from Yu Zirun's body was gathered in his chest again. He opened his eyes and showed a surprise that was difficult to hide on his face.

Before he left Yunlu Academy, he had just broken through the realm of returning to emptiness.

Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, he went down the mountain this time just to see the world after reading, and to verify the principles and stories in the book with the world to consolidate his realm.

The effect of going out was average, but he didn't expect that because of a poem, he got a lot of improvement.

"Brother Huang."

"Stop!"

Seeing Yu Zirun standing up to thank him, Huang Feng stopped him: "If you really want to thank me, I'll find a way to help you when we get to Yunlu Academy."

"I know." Yu Zirun nodded in agreement.

After a night of rest, Huang Feng and his group set off.

Xiao Nuan looked at Huang Feng and Yu Zirun walking behind, and saw that the two were chatting happily. She whispered to Li Motang: "Miss, how come Mr. Huang and Mr. Yu have such a good relationship overnight? I saw Mr. Yu last night, and he didn't seem to be such a talkative person."

Li Motang looked back and was also a little confused.

"It's not difficult to know. I'll go ask." Li Yixuan said as she was about to move over there, but was held back by Li Motang.

"Brother Huang, your poetry talent is second to none even in Yunlu Academy." Yu Zirun said sincerely.

If it was a compliment, Huang Feng would be able to accept it with a clear conscience, but the truth was really hard for him to bear, but fortunately he was thick-skinned.

"I see you rarely put down books like classics, history, and collections." Huang Feng casually brought up a new topic.

"Yes, my memory is not as good as some of my senior brothers, so the teacher asked me to look through them often." Yu Zirun said, sighing, "But even if I look through them often, I have only memorized 300 volumes word for word."

Huang Feng just wanted to comfort him, but now he wants to slap him to death!

"By the way, Brother Huang, what kind of books do you like to read?" Yu Zirun asked with interest.

"As for me, I like to read stories, or books like these that record monsters and evil spirits. The former pleases the body and mind, and the latter increases knowledge, which is helpful for traveling outside."

Huang Feng said, taking out a booklet from the square inch object and handing it to Yu Zirun. According to Li Motang, this booklet was specially compiled by the Monster Collection Division and is not available elsewhere. I think Yu Zirun, a student in the academy, has never seen it before, so he can install it.

Yu Zirun took it curiously, but after just flipping through a few pages, his face turned red. He took a few more glances at it secretly, and quickly reached out his hand to hand the book back, stammering: "Brother Huang, this is not the record of demons and evil spirits you mentioned."

"Isn't it?"

Huang Feng took it and looked at it, and suddenly remembered that in order to make it easier to flip through, he changed the covers of several new books that Qin Ping stuffed into him, and one of them was changed to a record of demons and evil spirits.

"Ahem, I took the wrong one." Huang Feng asked curiously without blushing, "Is it not good to look at? Do you want to take another look?"

"No...no." Yu Zirun hurriedly refused.

They were not far away from Li Motang and the other two in front of them. What they said aroused Li Yixuan's curiosity, and she turned back and asked, "What book?"

It's okay to tease Yu Zirun, but you can't let Li Yixuan see it.

"Yes, what book?" Xiao Nuan came over directly, "Doesn't it write about the records of evil spirits? You didn't take the wrong one."

"You took the wrong one, you took the wrong one!" Huang Feng was about to throw it into the Fang Cun Wu.

But Li Motang stretched out a hand and grabbed the book: "Let me see."

"What are you looking at?" Huang Feng ignored her and didn't let go.

Seeing this, Yu Zirun quietly moved his feet and hid aside. He was not stupid. His intuition told him that the farther he hid, the better.

"Let go."

"No!"

How could a small broken book withstand the tug of the two of them? It was torn in half.

Li Motang took half of the book and just glanced at it. She happened to see the hot description on the bed.

Her chest rose and fell instantly, and the spiritual energy in her hand blasted out, blasting the whole book into a pile of powder, which flew away with the wind.

When she turned around to look for Huang Feng again, he was gone.

Xiao Nuan pointed to a black spot in the sky and reported, "Miss, there, there."