Chapter 380 Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda

Old man Feng didn't know there were so many twists and turns, but when he heard Su Twelve's words, he still didn't dare to call him by his name, but looked hesitant.

"This...how can this be done!"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Just get used to it and you'll be fine. That's all... I'll check on the little girl first."

Su Twelve smiled and said calmly. .??.

After saying that, he propped himself up with a knife and a club, and slowly walked to the little girl step by step.

Old Man Feng quickly stepped aside and looked at Su Twelve and his granddaughter on the ground, his eyes full of expectation and worry.

Since Su Twelve is an immortal cultivator, he naturally has many methods, but his granddaughter's behavior still inevitably worries Old Man Feng.

Su Twelve looked calm. After helping the little girl up, he suddenly exerted force and slapped her on the back of the heart.

Although the true energy in his body cannot be pushed forward, Su Twelve years of practice has placed special emphasis on knowledge. He has read thousands of books, including countless medical books about mortals.

In the past, it was not used when cultivating immortals, but now it is enough to play a role. It is natural to cure diseases and save people.

This palm wasn't very powerful, but it hit a key point.

As soon as the palm fell, the little girl coughed suddenly, then whimpered, slowly opened her eyes, and woke up.

"Grandpa...Grandpa..."

As soon as she opened her eyes, the little girl turned her head, looking for her grandfather anxiously.

"Grandpa is here...Grandpa is here." Old Man Feng hurriedly came forward.

"Grandpa, it's great that you're okay. You're okay!" Seeing that her grandfather was okay, the little girl immediately breathed a sigh of relief and became excited.

Then, he noticed the sick Su Twelve beside him.

"Uncle Sick, was it you who drove away the bad guys and saved me and grandpa?"

Looking at Su Twelve timidly, the little girl wanted to get close, but there was a bit of fear in her eyes.

She... still remembers what happened before she fell into coma.

The person was killed with one knife. Even though the person he was killing was a villain, the little girl was still young after all, so she could not help but feel some instinctive fear.

"Fei'er can't be rude, call the Immortal Master quickly."

"Master Immortal, the little girl is still young and not sensible. You have a lot of knowledge, so don't be as knowledgeable as her."

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, Old Man Feng's expression became nervous. He hurriedly shouted and scolded, then quickly turned to apologize to Su Twelve.

Sick uncle!

This didn't sound like a good word. When Su Twelve was in a coma, he just screamed.

How could you say that in front of your face at this moment?

Old man Feng was in a nervous mood, fearing that Su Twelve would anger his granddaughter because of this matter.

After all, the legendary immortal cultivator is aloof and has an unstable temperament. How can a mortal easily offend him?

"Uncle, don't be so nervous. This is a good title. I like it very much."

Su Twelve grinned, knowing that Old Man Feng had a deep fear of immortal cultivators, so he didn't explain too much.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the hair on the little girl's head, and asked with a smile: "Little girl, what is your name?"

Because of what Old Man Feng said, the little girl became even more nervous at this time.

"I...my name is Feng Fei."

Su Twelve smiled and said softly: "Feng Fei, right? It's a nice name."

, thank you for taking care of me these days. "

Feng Fei shook his head and said nervously: "No...you're welcome, it was grandpa who saved you. Grandpa told me since I was a child that saving one life is better...than copying the pagoda seven times."

Better than copying the pagoda seven times?

Su Twelve was stunned for a moment, then he realized what he was doing and said with a knowing smile: "Little girl, you are not better than copying the pagoda seven times, but you are better than building the seven-level pagoda."

Feng Fei frowned and thought for a moment with a puzzled look on his face, then nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said: "Yes, yes, yes, it's better to build a seven-level pagoda! I'm too stupid to always remember. Uncle Sick... …You know so much!”

As soon as the words came out, Feng Fei reacted and said the words "sick uncle" again.

Then he lowered his head, drooping like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Turning his eyes, he quietly looked at Su Twelve and the grandfather beside him from the corner of his eye.

Old Man Feng had a stiff smile on his face and was extremely worried.

Although Su Twelve said he didn't care, he still had a kind smile on his face. But when facing immortal cultivators, Old Man Feng never dared to be too imprudent.

Even if...he saved Su Twelve's life.

Although Old Man Feng is just a mortal, he is still very old after all.

I have experienced a lot!

When I was still young, I witnessed with my own eyes a high-ranking immortal cultivator destroying a town of tens of thousands of people while chatting and laughing.

That scene left a deep shadow on him, and he still remembers it vividly when he thinks about it!

When I met the seriously injured Su Twelve that day, on the one hand, I felt kind-hearted, and on the other hand, I also guessed that Su Twelve was probably the legendary immortal cultivator, and he was determined to use the abilities of the immortal cultivator to solve the crisis faced by himself and his granddaughter.

At this moment, I was just afraid that my little thoughts would be seen through, and I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the courtyard became subtle.

Su Twelve shook his head helplessly and was about to continue speaking.

Sudden.

Gurgling, the sound came from the abdomen.

After practicing for many years, Su Twelve had already gone beyond grain. At this time, I felt the long-lost hunger again.

This made him immediately realize that his physical condition was probably more serious than he imagined.

Feng Fei heard the movement and looked up at Su Twelve curiously. I couldn't hold it back for a moment and burst out laughing. "Huh? Do immortals also get hungry?"

"There is no such thing as an immortal. Don't listen to your grandfather's nonsense. I am a mortal just like you." Su Twelve immediately smiled and continued to gently stroke Xiao Feng Fei's head with his hand.

Feng Fei blinked, half believing it or not, "Really?"

Su Twelve added: "Of course, have you ever seen any immortal who is hungry?"

Hearing this, Feng Fei nodded and believed it. The look he looked at Su Twelve suddenly became much more cordial.

"That's right..."

"Uncle Sick, you haven't eaten for so long. You must be starving, right?"

"Just wait, I'll get you some delicious food."

After saying that, Feng Fei broke away from Su Twelve's arms and ran back to the room.

After a short while, he brought back two palm-sized, khaki-black round cakes.

Putting one of the round cakes into Su Twelve's hands, Feng Fei said with a smile: "Uncle Sick, try it quickly, it's delicious." Old man Feng didn't know there were so many twists and turns in it. Twelve said this, but still did not dare to call him by his name, but looked hesitant.

"This...how can this be done!"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Just get used to it and you'll be fine. That's all... I'll check on the little girl first."

Su Twelve smiled and said calmly.

After saying that, he propped himself up with a knife and a club, and slowly walked to the little girl step by step.

Old Man Feng quickly stepped aside and looked at Su Twelve and his granddaughter on the ground, his eyes full of expectation and worry.

Since Su Twelve is an immortal cultivator, he naturally has many methods, but his granddaughter's behavior still inevitably worries Old Man Feng.

Su Twelve looked calm. After helping the little girl up, he suddenly exerted force and slapped her on the back of the heart.

Although the true energy in his body cannot be pushed forward, Su Twelve years of practice has placed special emphasis on knowledge. He has read thousands of books, including countless medical books about mortals.

In the past, it was not used when cultivating immortals, but now it is enough to play a role. It is natural to cure diseases and save people.

This palm wasn't very powerful, but it hit a key point.

As soon as the palm fell, the little girl coughed suddenly, then whimpered, slowly opened her eyes, and woke up.

"Grandpa...Grandpa..."

As soon as she opened her eyes, the little girl turned her head, looking for her grandfather anxiously.

"Grandpa is here...Grandpa is here." Old Man Feng hurriedly came forward.

"Grandpa, it's great that you're okay. You're okay!" Seeing that her grandfather was okay, the little girl immediately breathed a sigh of relief and became excited.

Then, he noticed the sick Su Twelve beside him.

"Uncle Sick, was it you who drove away the bad guys and saved me and grandpa?"

Looking at Su Twelve timidly, the little girl wanted to get close, but there was a bit of fear in her eyes.

She... still remembers what happened before she fell into coma.

The person was killed with one knife. Even though the person he was killing was a villain, the little girl was still young after all, so she could not help but feel some instinctive fear.

"Fei'er can't be rude, call the Immortal Master quickly."

"Master Immortal, the little girl is still young and not sensible. You must have a lot of knowledge, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, Old Man Feng's expression became nervous. He hurriedly shouted and scolded, then quickly turned to apologize to Su Twelve.

Sick uncle!

This didn't sound like a good word. When Su Twelve was unconscious before, he just screamed.

How could you say that in front of your face at this moment?

Old man Feng was in a nervous mood, fearing that Su Twelve would anger his granddaughter because of this incident.

After all, the legendary immortal cultivator is aloof and has an unstable temperament. How can a mortal be easily offended?

"Uncle, don't be so nervous. This is a good title. I like it very much."

Su Twelve grinned, knowing that Old Man Feng was deeply afraid of immortal cultivators, so he didn't explain too much.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the hair on the little girl's head, and asked with a smile: "Little girl, what is your name?"

Because of what Old Man Feng said, the little girl became even more nervous at this time.

"I...my name is Feng Fei."

Su Twelve smiled and said softly: "Feng Fei, right? It's a nice name."

, thank you for taking care of me these days. "

Feng Fei shook his head and said nervously: "No...you're welcome, it was grandpa who saved you. Grandpa told me since I was a child that saving one life is better...than copying the pagoda seven times."

Better than copying the pagoda seven times?

Su Twelve was stunned for a moment, then he realized what he was doing and said with a knowing smile: "Little girl, you are not better than copying the pagoda seven times, but you are better than building the seven-level pagoda."

Feng Fei frowned and thought for a moment with a puzzled look on his face, then nodded like a chicken pecking rice and said: "Yes, yes, yes, it is better to build a seven-level pagoda! I am too stupid to always remember. Uncle Sick... …You know so much!”

As soon as the words came out, Feng Fei reacted and said the words "sick uncle" again.

Then he lowered his head, drooping like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Turning his eyes, he quietly looked at Su Twelve and the grandfather beside him from the corner of his eye.

Old Man Feng had a stiff smile on his face and was extremely worried.

Although Su Twelve said he didn't care, he still had a kind smile on his face. But when facing immortal cultivators, Old Man Feng never dared to be too imprudent.

Even if...he saved Su Twelve's life.

Although Old Man Feng is just a mortal, he is still very old after all.

I have experienced a lot!

When I was still young, I witnessed with my own eyes a high-ranking immortal cultivator destroying a town of tens of thousands of people while chatting and laughing.

That scene left a deep shadow on him, and it is still vivid in his mind when he thinks about it!

When I met the seriously injured Su Twelve that day, on the one hand, I felt kind-hearted, and on the other hand, I also guessed that Su Twelve was probably the legendary immortal cultivator, and he was determined to use the abilities of the immortal cultivator to solve the crisis faced by himself and his granddaughter.

At this moment, I was just afraid that my little thoughts would be seen through, and I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the courtyard became subtle.

Su Twelve shook his head helplessly and was about to continue speaking.

Sudden.

Gurgling, the sound came from the abdomen.

After practicing for many years, Su Twelve had already gone beyond grain. At this time, I felt the long-lost hunger again.

This made him immediately realize that his physical condition was probably more serious than he imagined.

Feng Fei heard the movement and looked up at Su Twelve curiously. I couldn't hold it back for a moment and burst out laughing. "Huh? Do immortals also get hungry?"

"There is no such thing as an immortal. Don't listen to your grandfather's nonsense. I am a mortal just like you." Su Twelve immediately smiled and continued to gently stroke Xiao Feng Fei's head with his hand.

Feng Fei blinked, half believing it or not, "Really?"

Su Twelve added: "Of course, have you ever seen any immortal who is hungry?"

Hearing this, Feng Fei nodded and believed it. The look he looked at Su Twelve suddenly became much more cordial.

"That's right..."

"Uncle Sick, you haven't eaten for so long. You must be starving, right?"

"Just wait, I'll get you some delicious food."

After saying that, Feng Fei broke away from Su Twelve's arms and ran back to the room.

After a short while, he brought back two palm-sized, khaki-black round cakes.

Putting one of the round cakes into Su Twelve's hands, Feng Fei smiled and said, "Uncle Sick, try it quickly. It's delicious."